Chapter 136 Success

Galong danced the Nuo dance and came to Wusang, and whispered angrily: "What's going on?"

"Senior Brother Galong, let me handle this matter." Wusang was also frightened by Yuan Ming's behavior and said hurriedly.

"I have seen that man twice. It seems to be the pilgrim who learned to make incense from you, Junior Brother Wusang. He was so disrespectful to Lord Fangshen!" Galong's face was full of anger, but it was covered by the dog-head mask, so others could not see it.

Disrupting the sacrificial ceremony is a great disrespect to Lord Fangshen, and it is a taboo.

And it almost made him lose face in front of so many pilgrims and believers. If he messed up the most important sacrificial ceremony of Jiuli Temple every year, he would be held accountable by the abbot, and he could not afford it.

"Yes, yes, calm down, I will definitely scold him later and give the temple satisfactory compensation. I still need you to take care of this place, so don't affect the ceremony." Wusang said in a low voice.

"I'll settle the score with you later!" The temple keeper of Garong looked at the many pilgrims next to him, and with a slightly slower expression, he gave a low scolding and continued to dance.

Wu Sang apologized in a low voice and chased in the direction where Yuan Ming left.

Yuan Ming on the other side had returned to the wing room and locked the door.

He filled the table with various incense-making materials he had prepared before, took out a few of them, and prepared to start making incense again. The only difference was that this time he had a new material, which was the incense ash he had just caught at the sacrificial ceremony.

"Bang bang bang!"

After a while, there was an urgent knock on the door outside.

"Yuan Xiaoyou, what's wrong with you? Why did you disrupt the sacrificial ceremony of Lord Fangs?" Accompanied by Wu Sang's angry voice.

"My stomach hurts a little, don't bother me. And I left my apology at the door, you can take it to Garong." Yuan Ming suppressed the excitement in his heart and shouted.

"Is the disease serious? Is it serious?" Wu Sang heard the words and was surprised.

"Don't worry, but I need to rest for a while now. Don't disturb me before the evening." Yuan Ming shouted loudly.

After that, he no longer responded.

Wu Sang tried to push the door and found that it was locked. He had to stick to the door and listen for a while. He didn't hear anything. He looked down and saw a small bag under the door.

He leaned over to pick up the small bag, weighed it, and muttered, "Finally I know some rules," and turned to leave.

Inside the house, Yuan Ming was immersed in making incense.

Two hours later, seven or eight long black incense sticks were dried and made, and neatly placed on the table.

Yuan Ming couldn't wait to take out the incense burner, inserted a black incense stick into it, and then lit it.

A wisp of green smoke slowly rose, and an aroma very similar to the original black incense spread. Yuan Ming immediately felt that his vision became blurred and he felt drowsy.

The Tai Chi pattern on the incense burner also lit up a hazy light at this moment.

"It works. It actually works."

The sudden inspiration that came to his mind earlier actually worked.

Yuan Ming was stunned at first, then smiled, and then his smile gradually widened. He was so happy that he almost jumped up. He never thought that the material he had been looking for was the handful of incense ash on the altar?

But this feeling of joy did not last long. He could no longer resist the dizziness and his consciousness sank into darkness.

In a flash, Yuan Ming felt that there was a dazzling light in front of him again, and he subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to block it.

But he suddenly found that he could not control his hands at all. Not only that, he couldn't even close his eyes or swallow his saliva.

He actually lost control of his body?

Yuan Ming's heart trembled, and he was a little dazed for a moment, but he immediately came back to his senses because he saw the surrounding scene clearly.

He was standing in front of a pleasant lake, surrounded by green grass, neatly trimmed flowers and trees. On the other side of the lake was a two-story building built by the water, decorated in a simple and elegant style, tranquil yet solemn.

The next moment, his heart was pounding.

From the corner of his eye, he saw the handsome and tender face of the boy reflected in the lake, which was the young emperor of the Great Jin Kingdom.

The young emperor was not wearing a golden dragon robe, but a bright yellow suit, which looked quite close to his body.

At this moment, he was standing in a horse stance with a solemn face, his right arm raised, an index finger straight up, his left hand tightly clasped at the wrist of his right hand, and he was muttering something.

Just when Yuan Ming was somewhat puzzled about what the young emperor was doing, he stopped chanting and raised his index finger half an inch above the ground. The air slightly fluctuated, and a few sparks appeared out of thin air. Then, with a "sizzle", a red fireball the size of a baby's fist condensed out.

Yuan Ming suddenly felt a distinct burning sensation coming towards him, and the temperature around him also rose steadily.

"Is he practicing the fireball technique?" Yuan Ming's mind moved.

This was not the first time he had seen the fireball technique. Just like his wood thorn technique, it could be regarded as the most basic and common entry-level attack spell among the fire attribute spells. Many Qi Refining cultivators with fire spirit roots could do it, but he did not learn it for some reasons, the most important of which was that he did not have so much time to practice it repeatedly.

Now that he was possessed by the young emperor, although he could not control his actions and speech like last time, he could still clearly feel the flow of mana in his dantian and meridians during the release of the fireball technique, and even heard the spell he chanted clearly.

After the young emperor condensed the fireball at his fingertips, he did not intend to release it, but continued to mobilize the mana in his dantian and inject it into the fireball, causing it to slowly grow larger, and the color also faded from red to light yellow.

"Is this really the fireball technique... Why do I always feel a little weird?" Yuan Ming looked at the fireball and felt that it was a little different from what he had learned before.

Ordinary fireball techniques are basically released directly after condensation, just like the wood thorn technique he performed. He had never heard that it could be made larger by continuously injecting mana.

Just as the young emperor was sweating all over and his forehead was dripping due to the scorching of the fireball, the fireball at his fingertips finally stopped growing.

Yuan Ming, who was in the same perspective as him, understood that this was because the young emperor had run out of mana in his dantian.

And the ball of fire, which was as big as an adult's head, also persisted for two or three breaths, and suddenly shattered into sparks and dissipated into the air.

Before Yuan Ming could think about it, he felt a black in front of his eyes, and then he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he saw the furnishings of the Jiuli Temple's wing room again.

There was a black incense stick in the incense burner in front of him, and the other one next to it had been completely burned out, leaving only the last bit of flame gradually extinguished.

And the light of the Tai Chi pattern on the incense burner had also become dim.

"Just now, I succeeded? And it was on the original little emperor?" Yuan Ming stared at the burnt incense, thinking.

His homemade incense finally realized the soul possession function of the original black incense for the first time, and also felt the magical fireball technique performed by the little emperor, but the time was really short, it seemed that it was only a dozen or twenty breaths before it came back.

But it finally succeeded!

Yuan Ming was excited, raised his fist and waved it vigorously, opened his mouth and roared silently. At this moment, he felt that this hut, this temple, this Tiehu Town, the river, the Dachuan, Nanjiang, Dajin and even the sea in the far east, everything in the world was no longer a shackle.

The second half of the Jiuyuan Jue... and even other better exercises may become possible!

Yuan Ming was excited for a long time before he calmed down. The control brought by the spiritual light gradually faded, and his mind slowly calmed down. He felt that he seemed to have succeeded, but it was not a complete success.

"Although the incense that can be possessed was successfully made, it seems that there are still many problems. Regardless of why the little emperor's actions could not be controlled, the possession time alone is far from the original incense." Yuan Ming thought a little disappointedly.

However, Yuan Ming was a little happy in his heart. After all, being able to successfully realize the soul possession and find the most critical material, the incense ash, was already a huge breakthrough. Inspiration accounted for 99% of the success, and the next thing was the 1% of effort.

He believed that the 1% could not be an obstacle on his road to success.

At present, the materials for the experiment cannot be exactly the same as the original incense, so it is naturally impossible to achieve the original possession time and effect.

As long as we slowly find the right materials in the future, the effect will definitely get better and better.

Yuan Ming pondered secretly and looked at the other black long incense sticks on the table.

The rest of the incense sticks are also made of the same batch of materials mixed together. I think even if they can all help him achieve possession, the effect must be similar.

So we have to continue the experiment, of course, and at the same time, we have to continue to use magic power to help the incense burner recover.

However, the next experiment will be at least seven days later.

In the evening, Yuan Ming walked out of the wing room and saw Wu Sang walking towards him with an unhappy face.

"Little friend Yuan, do you have to give me another explanation for your rude behavior today? Senior Brother Ga Long is still very dissatisfied. He has asked me to expel you from the temple." Wu Sang asked as soon as they met.

Of course, a considerable part of the reason is that after most of the little compensation was distributed to Senior Brother Ga Long, he was severely scolded by Ga Long and even the abbot, and his heart was severely traumatized.

You have to pay more!

However, at this time, Yuan Ming actually didn't care.

He had already mastered the incense-making process, and now he had found the key to making incense. It didn't matter whether he stayed here or not.

"Oh, is that apology still not enough?" Yuan Ming asked back.

"Senior Brother Ga Long is ruthless. If I hadn't intervened, he would have driven you out long ago! You have to show some sincerity today, otherwise I can't explain it here." Wu Sang shouted angrily.

"Compensation is no problem, but you have to do me a little favor." After thinking about it, Yuan Ming replied with a smile on his face.