National Cultivation of Immortals: Prove the Tao and become sanctified

Chapter 97 Combined Spells
On the ground, Yang Ming ran fast, jumped up from time to time, swooped in the air, and climbed over the mountain.

Zheng Yang, who was flying with clouds in the sky, looked increasingly ugly.

He has been flying for two days and two nights.

Already very tired.

After all, the technique of erecting clouds still consumes more energy.

Being able to persist for two days and two nights is already his limit.

But the boy below was still running wildly, running tirelessly.

And the running speed is getting faster and faster.

Even in terms of speed, it was almost on par with his cloud-stretching technique.

In other words, the boy's running speed has reached 20 miles per day.

Zhengyang also sensed Yang Ming's state with his spiritual sense.

There is no aura, no magic spells, no real energy fluctuations.

It seemed that this young man was running wildly with the strength of his flesh and blood.

This strengthened Zhengyang's conjecture that this kid was an ancient alien species.

In the Zongmen's classics and records, there are records of ancient alien species.

The so-called ancient alien species are some powerful bloodlines left over from ancient times.

It may be the blood of beasts, or it may be the blood of ancient people.

This kind of heterogeneity has a common feature, that is, the physical body is extremely powerful, and it is born with extraordinary power.

There is also a kind of heterogeneity, which is naturally raised.

It belongs to the alien species born from the doomsday.

No matter what kind, it is not accessible at the level of Zhengyang.

Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he knew that there was no exaggeration in Yi Zhi.

I found a hill and fell down.

Zhengyang sat cross-legged on the ground exhaustedly, and began to adjust his breath.

Yang Ming followed suit.

Looking at Zhengyang who was adjusting his breath, he smiled slightly.

After running for two days and two nights in a row, he didn't take a breath, and his whole body was as refreshing as a spring breeze.

Zhengyang used his spiritual sense to probe him, and he naturally sensed it.

When I reached level 20, the inheritance of folk magic also increased.

No one can feel the change of spiritual power when using the Wind Summoning Technique.

At least, Zhengyang can't feel it at this level.

And in two days, Yang Ming comprehended a wind-like spell.

Stack spells and folk spells together.

The speed is catching up to 20 miles per day.

Finally got tired and got down on this disciple of the Saint Xu Sect.

Yang Ming smiled calmly.

Then he started to meditate.

Zhengyang meditated, so he naturally had to meditate.

Be the same as your brother.

During the month of development in the Immortal Dao Continent, not only his strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

The harvested resources are even more numerous.

There are so many things that I haven't had time to digest.

Now there is no leaderboard battle.

He doesn't need to worry anymore.

You can digest and integrate what you have learned with peace of mind.

The first thing to sort out is spells.

Having experience in merging martial arts, he believes that spells can also be fused.

of course.

This is just his idea.

Once tried successfully.

He can create a powerful spell.

A powerful spell that would hollow him out in one go.

Only such a spell can be called a real killer.

of course.

Shengxuzong must have many such spells.

You can learn when you go.

But Yang Ming prefers to comprehend by himself.

Because spells and spells are an extremely profound knowledge.

Only by thoroughly mastering this kind of knowledge can he go further in the immortal journey.

It is normal for ordinary players to learn spells specially developed by predecessors.

But for Yang Ming, it was a bit of a waste of time.

Meditate cross-legged.

Yang Ming started to try.

He gathered sixteen fireball spells in his body.

Immediately, a large amount of spiritual energy in the body poured into these spells.

Obviously, this is the characteristic of the holy body's ten times attack at work.

Yang Ming ignored it, but combined the sixteen spells little by little to form a 'ring of fire'.

This is a 16-fold fireball.

But this is not enough.

Yang Ming gathered another sixteen fireball charms.

Continue to combine.

He wants to turn the 'ring of fire' into a 'ball of fire'.

Soon, the ring of fire became a hemisphere.

But extremely unstable.

While maintaining it, Yang Ming gathered more spells, wanting to continue combining them.

But soon, the entire 'fireball' completely collapsed before it formed.

A sense of powerlessness arises.

"It seems that my mind can't maintain so many spells."

This was as early as Yang Ming expected.

So he wasn't surprised at all.

Because he already has a solution in his mind.

That is the sword intent of Jinyuedie.

The strength of the sword intent has a very strong dominance power.

When Jinyuedie displayed his sword intent, he could clearly feel that Jinyuedie instantly condensed all his actions into a tiny awn that was invisible to the naked eye.

Yang Ming can't do this kind of thing even if he has reached the realm of harmony between heart and energy.

Only sword intent can.

Once he comprehends the sword intent, he will naturally be able to do it.

thinking.

Yang Ming began to gather his mind and will.

If you have a sword intent, you naturally have a sword intent, and you can also have a fist intent.

This is the power gathered by a certain kind of thought and will, reaching the extreme.

is a powerful belief.

Yang Ming recalled his own cultivation process.

In the previous month, his biggest change was his mentality.

Strong strength, strong understanding, and strong confidence breed a strong self-confidence that cannot be questioned by others.

Those who questioned him and dared to slander him would naturally be beaten to death.

Nothing to discuss.

This is Yang Ming's mentality.

Of all the hundreds of millions of beings, no one is indispensable.

Ants fight, causing countless deaths and injuries. People will only watch it with gusto, and no one will think about how sad it is for the ants to be killed.

There is no difference between a man and an ant.

Just like in some system wars, the fundamental purpose is to digest internal contradictions and consume some internal wastes to make the system more healthy and prosperous.

The legendary power to destroy hundreds of millions of creatures at will is a good thing from another point of view.

The purpose of the great prosperity of the human race is similar.

This is also Yang Ming's belief.

It is most appropriate to use this kind of belief to gather the 'sword intent'.

As Yang Ming kept purifying his thoughts.

Gather your mind.

Soon, a strong and pure will was born in his heart.

This will is very simple, that is, "I want to kill you, it is a matter of course, it is the destiny, the destiny makes it so."You'd better not resist, otherwise you will only die worse. '

Once this will was born, it instantly unified everything in Yang Ming's body.

Especially the Dao Xingzhen Qi in Yang Ming's body began to concentrate violently, changing from a gaseous state to a liquid state.

It turned into a ball of liquid the size of a thumb.

"Hint: Your true energy has improved."

"Hint: Your true energy has improved."

"Hint: Your true energy has reached the third grade."

Including the aura in Yang Ming's body, drastic changes have also taken place.

The spirit energy that was originally invisible and matterless was directly condensed into a gaseous state, and the body became filled with mist.

"Sword intent is indeed powerful."

Yang Ming moved his will.

A hundred years of Taoism instantly turned into a tiny ray of light.

Now he can too.

"Another powerful ability has been mastered."

Yang Ming was in high spirits.

Gathered the fireball spell again.

This time it's easy.

He gathered 64 spells in an instant.

Under the unity of will (sword intent), these spells are 'honest' and very stable.

Soon combined into a 'fireball'.

"64 heavy fireballs."

Yang Ming is in a good mood.

The power of this fireball technique alone is unimaginably powerful.

But it was still too far away from his request to be hollowed out in an instant.

After all, he is a great god-level player with ten thousand years of Taoism.

and so.

In the next step, Yang Ming planned to combine the wood spells with the 64 heavy fireball spells.

wood fire.

This is the simplest principle of mutual generation and restraint of the five elements.

Once successful, the combination spell was born.

"You also know how to practice?"

A voice rang in Yang Ming's ear.

Yang Ming opened his eyes.

I saw that Zhengyang was looking at him with raised eyebrows, his eyes seemed to say: You country bumpkin also knows how to practice?

"Yes, I'm cultivating." Yang Ming smiled calmly.

"Oh, what are you cultivating?" Zheng Yang said indifferently: "Tell me, and I will guide you."

Zheng Yang knew that the young man in front of him was an ancient alien species, so he was extremely unconvinced.

What about ancient alien species?
What else is there besides a strong destiny?

Immortal cultivation relies on wisdom and understanding.

Without these two points, no matter how strong the ancient alien species is, it is just an animal raised by the sect.

"Guide me? Then I would like to thank senior brother first." Yang Ming immediately became interested, and he was full of desire to talk: "I secretly learned a fireball technique and a fire summoning technique from a hairy god, and I also practiced these two skills. Spell."

"Fireball, it's just a small spell. Call fire, it's not on the table." Zhengyang said lightly.

"It's easy for senior brother, but it's too difficult for me. Now I can only stack the fireball technique to 64 times." Yang Ming sighed with admiration.

"64 weights? What do you mean?" Zhengyang frowned, a little strangely.

He has practiced for nearly 200 years, and he has never heard of any superposition spells.

Yang Ming is also a little strange, doesn't this guy know that spells can be combined and superimposed?
No way.

This is a level 50 disciple of the Saint Market Sect, how could he not even know this?

Don't know any better.

Yang Ming came to his senses, and immediately explained: "What I fooled was to make two fireball spells, and then find a matching point between the two, so that the two spells can be combined."

"I'll call it 2, then a third, a fourth, and that's it, that's it, that's it, up to 64."

Yang Ming said with gestures.

He spoke with gusto.

But Zhengyang became more and more confused as he listened: "Can it be done like this? Show me how to do it."

"Okay, then I'll make a fool of myself!"

Yang Ming smiled.

Immediately facing the sky, cast a 64 heavy fireball technique.

Zheng Yang's face immediately became extremely horrified.

Because a giant fireball with a diameter of ten meters appeared in the sky. Like the sun, this fireball released powerful and unparalleled heat.

And there is a circle of violently tumbling white smoke around the fireball, making the fireball spin fiercely.

It seems that as long as it finds a target, it can be ejected immediately.

What kind of fairy magic is this?
Even if separated by kilometers distance.

Zhengyang could also feel that suffocating and terrifying heat wave.

He had no doubt that if he was hit head-on by this bombardment, his peak foundation establishment would also be beheaded.

Yang Ming scattered 64 heavy fireballs: "I think the folk magic is more powerful, I will show my brother."

talking.

He held out his hand for a moment.

moment.

In the sky with a radius of a hundred miles, endless flames were burning, like a natural disaster.

Hundred miles of magic area.

Is this folk magic?

Zheng Yang's eyes widened, completely dumbfounded.

After all, even the alchemy cultivators in the Zongmen can't do such a large-scale spell.

Yang Ming waved again.

The hundred miles of flames instantly disappeared without a trace.

"Senior brother, how are you? Hurry up and point me out!" Yang Ming said eagerly.

"..."

Zheng Yang's face was dull.

"I've only been practicing for more than a month, and I don't understand a lot of things. Brother, you must teach me well."

Zhengyang: "..."

(End of this chapter)