Reincarnation: Begins with the life of a black-energy immortal boy

Chapter 5: Ganwen Cuishan Magic Curse
"It's done!" Zhou Ming opened his eyes with joy. This time it went unusually smoothly.

The extreme coldness in the body quickly melted away and the body returned to normal.

Zhou Ming looked at the floating Bagua mirror, and it also had a sense of reality, no longer so unreal.

Moreover, there are new changes.

"The Yin energy has increased a lot, while the Yang energy has decreased a lot. Are these two... balanced?" Zhou Ming understood after thinking about it.

These two magic weapons are not just the information evolution of positive energy and black energy, but also the balance of positive energy and black energy in the world structure.

It must be this mystery that makes these two magic weapons a combination and a symbiotic balance.

Now that the yin and yang energies are filled in, they are naturally balanced.

"It's night time now and the moon is shining. Logically, only the Yin energy should be growing actively, and the Yang energy should wait until daytime, but it turns out that both are active together."

Zhou Ming watched the two magic weapons flickering slightly in the illusion. His own yin and yang energies were very active, and he felt an illusion that his Qi was increasing when he breathed in and out.

He stood up, patted his butt, and looked back. There was no movement in Tu Junfang's room.

Turned around and went back into the house.

"Giggle-"

The crowing of roosters continued and the sky became brighter.

After breakfast, Zhou Ming began to teach Tu Junfang how to refine the Gan Wencui spell.

Tu Junfang learned quickly and was able to refine it on his own in no time. He then taught Zhou Ming some theories about the Three Corpses.

Time just passes like this, day by day.

Practice, study, and suppress your impulsive emotions.

"Crack!"

Zhou Ming, with a look of anger on his face, threw the materials in his hands to the ground.

"Fuck, failed again."

He grabbed his hair tightly and pulled it hard. The pain spread to his brain and his restless mood was slightly relieved.

Gasping for breath, Zhou Ming calmed himself down, quickly sat down cross-legged, and forced himself to calm down.

"The three corpses are becoming more and more obvious, but there is still no progress in the research..." Zhou Ming opened his eyes and frowned tightly.

I tried to comprehend the information in the light ball again, but I had no new clues or inspirations.

"Should I change my thinking? There are differences in the worlds? Different!" Zhou Ming suddenly opened his eyes.

A flash of enlightenment passed by.

"Localization. After all, I am cultivating the abilities of this world in this world. The extraordinary knowledge from other worlds can only be used as a reference. It must be localized instead of looking for new tricks in the systems of other worlds."

Zhou Ming thought of what Tu Junfang said. Unfortunately, there was no response from the gods and the world anymore. This kind of witchcraft was no longer suitable for this era.

"Gods, heaven and earth!" Zhou Ming's heart moved, and two magic weapons evolved from the life of the immortal boy floated in front of Zhou Ming.

With a slight smile on his lips, Zhou Ming immediately started a new round of refining.

Outside the window, Tu Junfang appeared here at some point and was watching the experiments in the house.

A green light lit up in the small boiler, and two magic weapons floated above the boiler.

Under normal circumstances, a fairy boy will develop the fate of an immortal and should be able to replace a god.

Zhou Ming's evolution is quite special. It is the innate sacred information and world energy of righteousness and black energy, which is definitely enough to replace it.

The whole process was unusually smooth. Even at the final stage, there was no burst of light as usual.

It just seemed a little bland in the end, and the green medicine no longer glowed.

"Failure?... No, it should be said that it was not successful!" A smile appeared on Zhou Ming's face.

"The whole process went smoothly, but I didn't succeed in refining the spell in the end. It was because of my steps and my own operation. This spell is feasible."

Tu Junfang stood outside the window, a smile on his face. "Amazing wisdom, using the life of the fairy boy to replace the spirit to respond and participate in the last step of refining, there is a real possibility of success, but it's a pity that he is not a spirit after all."

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Tu Junfang thought of an old friend, an old friend who could help him.

Standing up and walking away, Tu Junfang took out his cell phone and dialed a number. After a long beep, an old voice sounded impatiently.

"What?"

"Mr. Xia, I have a research project I want to do..."

A few days later!
An old man came to the courtyard and immediately said when he saw Tu Junfang: "You are not fooling me, are you? That antique that is older than my craftsmanship really still exists."

"Of course it's true." Tu Junfang nodded and said.

The old man in front of him is Xia Liuqing, who is also a Quan Xing person like Tu Junfang.

His specialty is the divine mask, a technique evolved from witchcraft and a very ancient heritage.

"Follow me." After Tu Jun finished speaking, he came to Zhou Ming's window, and Xia Liuqing followed him.

Then I saw a slovenly, seemingly insane boy cooking something in a small boiler.

A faint green light emanated, and two magic weapons floated.

"Magic weapon? No... the life of the immortal boy!" Xia Liuqing exclaimed in a low voice, but Zhou Ming seemed not to hear it and continued to conduct the experiment with concentration.

"Mr. Xia has good eyesight." Tu Junfang said flatteringly.

"Just because you haven't seen this kind of rare stuff doesn't mean that I, an old man, haven't seen it." Xia Liuqing chuckled, but the next moment, the scene in front of him left him stunned.

"Hmm? The gods responded? The fairy boy's order?"

"Mr. Xia has also noticed it, and he must have guessed why I asked you to come here?" Tu Junfang said as he looked at the medicine in the room.

As expected, it failed again, but Tu Junfang didn't notice that there was something wrong in Xia Liuqing's eyes.

Xia Liuqing's gaze turned to Zhou Ming, his eyes flickered slightly, and then returned to normal.

Afterwards, the two went to the side to conduct their experiments, using the Godhead Mask as a response from the gods.

Inside the room, Zhou Ming looked at another pot of soup in front of him and rubbed his temples.

"It's not enough. The degree of localization is not enough." Zhou Ming said in his heart.

Recall the entire spell again, sort it out again, and adjust it according to the Three Corpses Theory and the Qi Gathering Method.

Time passed in this process, and Zhou Ming seemed to fall into a state of confusion.

His mind was very active and nothing could disturb his concentration. Only a quarrel broke out next door which made Zhou Ming frown.

Apart from that, there is no rest except for the needs of survival.

A wood fire heated a small boiler, and the green soup swirled constantly under a stone stick.

Zhou Ming suddenly used the method of gathering Qi. A stream of Qi in the medicine underwent miraculous changes with the response of the two magic weapons.

The power of the spell began to take shape. Zhou Ming was very happy, but he still controlled his emotions and took the last step, which was also the most dangerous one.

Actively stimulate the evil energy of the Three Corpses and let it integrate into this spell.

A black aura burst out from Zhou Ming, and his pupils glowed red, but the green magic spell immediately formed a vortex and began to devour the evil energy.

Magical changes took place, and the demonic energy and spell merged.

Gradually, a ball of light formed, a purple-black ball of light.

Four big characters were suspended in it like runes: Ganwen Cuishan.

Three of them are very real, only the last one is extremely vague and has not yet been completely solidified.

The ball of light merged into Zhou Ming's body. At that moment, Zhou Ming's heart calmed down completely after a long time.

(End of this chapter)