Strange World: My Systematic Practice Life

a month later.

Waterside Villa.

The icy cold water hit her face hard.

The cold touch makes people feel excited.

The egret stretched out her hand to pinch the center of her brow, and there were wisps of light white mist dispersing from the copper incense burner by the window not far away.

It makes people feel calm and the fatigue from many days of retreat quickly subsides.

"Huh, the effect of this concentration incense is really good, no wonder it is worth a lot of money..."

After glancing at the incense burner, the egret withdrew his gaze and looked at the white rice paper on the table in front of him.

At this time, there is a strange half-moon-shaped pattern of a broken body painted on the rice paper. It seems very simple, but if you look closely, it seems to be quite different.

"Sure enough, the rules are not so easy to control. Fortunately, there are predecessors who have given guidance. Otherwise, I would not have gained anything at all in 10 or 8 years by myself."

After exhaling, the egret showed emotion on its face.

He learned a lot from the conversation with Wan Chenggang that day.

In the following time, he would go to him from time to time to express his doubts one by one.

Many of them are doubts about the power of rules.

However, Wan Chenggang seems to have a good understanding of this aspect. Regarding Egret's questions, it can be said that he answers all questions. This also makes Egret's understanding of the power of rules gradually improve from the original blind man who couldn't understand the elephant. Enlightenment.

At this time, Bailu held his breath, picked up the brush, and began to write the incomplete runes on the rice paper again.

His movements were quite slow, and it took him as long as a stick of incense to finish writing the uncomplicated runes.

But this time, the ordinary runes on the rice paper had an inexplicable charm in Egret's eyes, as if the incomplete runes were not dead but living things. In his eyes, the runes on the rice paper seemed to begin to appear. Moved.

Seeing this scene, the egret was stunned for a moment, but soon showed a look of surprise.

"This is... a success!!"

This thought flashed through his mind, but before he could take a closer look, the runes on the rice paper in front of him quickly dimmed like bubbles.

But in the blink of an eye, the rice paper in front of him was empty, and the original black runes had disappeared, as if they had never existed.

Seeing this, the egret frowned slightly, but soon relaxed.

"Is it because you are too unfamiliar?"

For more than ten days, in addition to practicing the Golden Body of Ultimate Intention, he spent most of his time basically focusing on the rules of the Seven Evil Buddha Body.

But what happened just now was the first time he really gained something.

Although the strange rune just disappeared quickly, Bailu really felt a faint sense of familiarity from it. That was when he faced the power of rules when he branded the body of the Seven Evils. There is a sense of familiarity. Of course, it is not an exaggeration to say that the gap between the two is as different as clouds and mud.

But this is much better than his previous attempts.

Thinking of this, the egret didn't hesitate at all and immediately started writing again.

But this time, the pattern on the rice paper no longer had the same feeling as before. It was obviously a failure.

The egret did not hesitate, but directly tore off the rice paper and continued to write.

In this way, after writing five or six times in a row, I finally succeeded in writing the strange runes again, just like before.

"Sure enough, with the first success, the next one will be easier."

Looking at the runes on the rice paper, Egret smiled.

But the next moment, the runes on the rice paper had disappeared like water ripples.

Seeing this, the egret frowned.

Immediately following the feeling of previous success, I immediately started writing again.

In just one afternoon, Egret successfully wrote out the runes that contained a trace of the power of rules five or six times, but the result was that they could not be saved on rice paper at all.

It will disappear in less than two or three breaths.

Only then did Bailu realize that the problem was not his own methods.

He rubbed his chin, lost in thought, but soon came up with some ideas.

"Basically, only the Celestial Immortal realm can use the power of rules at all, and the prerequisite for becoming a Celestial Immortal is to fully tap into one's own potential, which means that the power of rules requires one's own strength to be strong enough..."

Thinking of this, Bailu already had some guesses in his mind.

"The strength of oneself does not only refer to physical strength. After all, Taoist cultivation and sword cultivation are absolutely incomparable with physical cultivation, and physical cultivation is slower than the two to enter the realm of immortals. From this point of view, This potential should refer to one's own energy intensity..."

"If that's the case, then everything makes sense."

After thinking about it, Egret couldn't help but plan to try it again.

Although he spent a lot of concentration and energy on writing many times, it can be said that he was already quite tired.

However, in order to verify his conjecture, Bailu decided to try it again.

This time he did not write on the rice paper, but stretched out his left hand and slowly started writing with the energy in his body.

I didn't feel any difference between the movements.

Egret was not in a hurry, and kept moving his hands until the last stroke of the incomplete rune was touched.

The half-moon pattern on the palm of the left palm seemed to come alive and began to change rapidly, making it difficult to catch.

"It's done!!"

Seeing this, the egret's face lit up with joy.

This time the egret could clearly feel the indescribable power of rules on it.

Compared with the lines written on rice paper before, they are much more active and real.

Obviously his guess was right.

Egret began to carefully sense the regular runes on his palm.

After all, Wan Chenggang had learned from Wan Chenggang that there were many types of power of rules, and he was indeed quite curious as to what kind of rules this rule rune corresponded to.

This was the first time that he had so clearly sensed the flow of rules in his body.

Even when I was branding the body of the Seven Shas Buddha, I didn't have such a real feeling.

After all, he didn't know the operation of the power of rules at that time, and after communicating with Wan Chenggang during this period, his understanding of the power of rules was much better than before.

As his consciousness began to come into contact with purpose, an extremely violent feeling continued to flow in, and it instantly shattered the ray of his mind and will.

The egret immediately took a few steps back, its face turned pale, and even a trace of blood flowed from its mouth.

"Cough cough cough..."

He coughed violently several times, but his eyes were still blank, his pupils dilated, and his whole person seemed like a stone sculpture without a soul.

It wasn't until the concentration incense in the copper stove in the room burned out that the egret's eyes regained some focus.

The stone-carved body took stiff steps and opened the iron box on the table, revealing a blue lotus.

With a touch of faint light gushing out.

The focus of the egret's eyes has just been basically restored.

At this moment, a look of fear that could not be suppressed appeared on his face.

"It's so dangerous...the power of this rule has become so violent!"

Just now, he mobilized his mind to sense the rule runes imprinted in his palm.

He just didn't expect that the power of rules in his rule runes would almost make him lose his mind.

You must know that even if he is physically strong, once his mind and spirit are destroyed, he will only become a confused walking zombie.

It is no exaggeration to say that such a result means death of body and soul.

And this was the result of him only mobilizing a trace of the power of his mind. When he felt the violent and fierce impact of the power, he decisively separated the connection of this power of mind, but even so, his mind suffered a lot. impact.

That is, the priceless incense of concentration was lit in his room, plus the Yinji Baolian.

Otherwise, he doesn't know how long it will take to wake up.

His eyes fell on the blue lotus in front of him.

At this time, twelve of the original thirteen petals on the blue lotus have withered, and the last remaining one has become much darker.

I guess I can't even manage to use it once.

You must know that when he broke through the third evil barrier, there were still three petals left on it.

Just when he woke up, the aftertaste of the Yinji Baolian was basically exhausted.

This extremely precious spiritual creature of heaven and earth has very little value left now.

It may take a long time to recover.

The egret looked away, not feeling pity at all.

After all, if he can wake up, he is worthy of its value.

Just thinking of the violent power of rules, he was still a little undecided.

"This seems to be a little different from what Master said. The risk factor is much higher... Could it be..."

The possibility that Wan Chenggang did it intentionally flashed in his mind, but he quickly shook his head and dismissed the idea.

He has been studying with the other party for some time, and he has some understanding of him. It can be seen that he is definitely not such a person.

But he still couldn't figure out why this was the result and what went wrong.

However, there is no attempt to contact the power of rules for the time being.

I just glanced at the palm of my left hand. At this time, the original lines on the palm of my left hand had faded a bit, and it was estimated that they would slowly dissipate over time.

Don't dwell too much on this.

At this time, the power of the rules was like an extremely unstable explosive barrel in his eyes. It would explode if he was not careful. Therefore, he was not prepared to touch the power of the rules rashly before he was absolutely sure.

After thinking about it, he flipped his wrist and a small black flag appeared in his palm.

The small flag seemed to be woven from some kind of silk fabric material. It was delicate to the touch, just like an ordinary decoration. It was full of cracks and was obviously on the verge of breaking.

But the egret can clearly feel the familiar atmosphere contained in it.

It's not Yin Qi or something.

This little black flag was the only trophy he got from the extraterrestrial demon who died in his hands.

Feeling the Yin Qi surging above the black flag, the egret did not choose to absorb it.

It's not that Xiaoqi doesn't have a lot of Yin Qi, on the contrary, he thinks that the Yin Qi contained in this news can be converted into two to three thousand energy points at least.

This kind of harvest is already quite good.

The reason why it is not absorbed is because this object is the isolation formation mentioned by the devil that day.

It is able to isolate the beings at the level of immortals from the perception of the aura of the demon to a certain extent.

As his status in the Golden Body Sect increased, he learned more and more information.

In particular, he also specially collected information about extraterrestrial demons.

And got a rather tricky message from it.

That is the scope of the Yingning Domain. No, it should be said that most of the entire Eastern Wasteland is covered by a joint formation.

It is said that this formation was jointly set up by the two top forces in the Eastern Wasteland, Tianluo Que and Moji Mountain.

The purpose is to detect the aura of the devil within the range of the formation.

Of course, the main target of its detection is the tyrannical demon at the level of an immortal.

After all, this level of demon is already capable of causing considerable losses to Donghuang.

As for the heavenly demons at the earthly immortal level, they will be within the detection range of the formation, but they are much smaller than the heavenly demons at the heavenly immortal level. Once they rashly expose too much aura, they will be locked and warned by the formation, and will be alerted immediately. Notify nearby immortal-level forces to clean up.

It is precisely because of the existence of this formation that some demons who enter rashly are doomed once they are locked by the formation without knowing it.

The demon has always been cunning, so the demon also has certain evasive methods.

From the mouth of Tian Tian Mo, he already knew that the small flag in his hand was the treasure of the isolation formation and the powerful induction of the immortals.

"It's just a pity that it can only be used once more."

Looking at this little flag, the egret couldn't help but feel a little pity.

Having this little flag is equivalent to him having an opportunity to use his main body.

With his own power, he is not afraid of anyone except for the powerful beings at the level of immortals.

He has also studied Xiaoqi's structure these days, but he has never been able to find a way.

Then he gave up the plan of wasting time on it.

Putting away the small flag, the egret's eyes fell on the panel.

Through the last harvest, the energy value on the panel has once again exceeded the [-] mark.

As for the Tao cultivation technique that I have been trying to get started with, after the initial sluggishness, it is now practiced much faster. It should be one month before I can successfully get started.

At that time, you can push it up directly, which should be enough to push it to the peak of Tongyou.

If there is something gained, it is not impossible to promote it to the realm of Earthly Immortal.

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the other side.

Ying Ning Territory, a land in the northwest, in a continuous mountain range.

Deep in the mountains, there is a low, pitch-black mountain that is inconspicuous among the surrounding tall peaks. The only thing that stands out is the billowing black mist that continues to spread over the pitch-black mountain.

The black mist that was originally moving very slowly now began to surge rapidly as if it had been stimulated by some kind of stimulus.

Large streams of turbulent black mist spewed out from the mountain.

The black mist entangled each other as if they were going crazy.

At this time, a crack suddenly appeared on the mountain. After the crack appeared, it began to slowly expand.

The speed is not fast, it can even be described as quite slow.

Two black skeletal hands suddenly poked out of the crack, grabbed both sides of the crack and began to tear apart wildly.

And the speed of the crack's expansion was obviously much faster.

As the cracks widened, streams of extremely powerful black mist emerged from the cracks.