Chapter 140 The Fourth Ability

Yuan Ming saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly retreated to avoid it, but he still failed to completely avoid it and was directly blown away by a scorching air wave.

When he rubbed his chest and climbed up from the ground with a dusty face, he saw that the fire pit he built with stones had turned into a three-foot square charred pit, with wisps of white smoke coming out of it.

The trees within three feet around had been beaten to pieces and were in tatters. The trunks were charred and flames could be seen burning.

This scene in front of him made Yuan Ming a little stunned.

This was not the first time he had seen the fireball spell. Chen Wan had previously released this most basic fire-attribute attack spell, and the power of this explosion spell was not comparable to that of ten fireball spells.

I am afraid that the inner disciples who have a higher cultivation level than him, or even the cultivators in the early stage of foundation building, cannot face this attack directly!

After the surprise, there was more intense shock and surprise.

"I have to practice hard. Only by gathering more mana can I increase the power of this technique." Yuan Ming thought to himself. If he had this technique, as long as he used it properly and supplemented it with spirit stones, he would not have to worry about being besieged by Kuntu and others again.

"Boom"

At this moment, a huge black shadow fell from in front of Yuan Ming, and the loud noise scared him.

The tree house he spent a day building fell to pieces in front of him along with the broken tree trunk.

"Alas, it seems I have to move to another place."

...

Time passed in a flash, and several months passed.

In the dense forest in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

On the top of a towering ancient tree, there was an artificial wooden platform, and a figure sat cross-legged on it, bathing in the bright moonlight.

He held a green incense burner in his arms, and a faint halo emanated from his body.

At this moment, the halo surrounding him suddenly shrank and returned to his body.

However, there was a light on his forehead. A raven with a pure black color and a tuft of white hair on its forehead emerged from the dim light and flew away high in the east.

Following closely, another black soul crow flew out and flew away to the west.

Then the third one, and finally the fourth one.

The four soul crows flew towards the four directions of southeast, northwest, and northeast respectively. Then four different directions of images appeared in Yuan Ming's sea of ​​consciousness, which were seen through the perspectives of the four soul crows.

Just now, his Dark Moon Art finally cultivated the second level of the skills, and the power of the soul increased greatly, condensing the fourth soul crow.

The four soul crows kept flying far away. The speed was not very fast, only comparable to that of ordinary crows, but the distance they flew this time was greatly increased.

Each of them was twenty miles away, and the connection with Yuan Ming began to weaken, and the picture in the field of vision became blurred.

Yuan Ming's mind moved, and he summoned the four soul crows to fly back again.

After some experience, he realized that the soul power fluctuations of the four soul crows were much stronger than before, which meant that if he launched the soul collision ability again, the power would be even stronger than before.

The cultivators with the same level of cultivation as him could not withstand his soul collision attack at all.

During this period of time, Yuan Ming intensified his practice of the Nine Yuan Jue during the day and practiced the Dark Moon Jue at night. Not only did his soul cultivation technique make great progress, but his Nine Yuan Jue technique has also been cultivated to the ninth level.

At present, Yuan Ming's cultivation is already the ninth level of Qi Refining.

The increase in mana cultivation has made him more advanced in the cultivation of techniques such as Wood Thorn Technique and Wood Prison Technique, and the speed and power of the techniques have also increased a bit.

The four soul crows flew back one after another and re-entered Yuan Ming's sea of ​​consciousness.

Yuan Ming slowly opened his eyes, with a look of joy on his face.

At this time, a silver figure slowly walked down from an ancient tree in the moonlight and came to Yuan Ming's side.

"Such a stupid person can condense the fourth soul crow, which is beyond my expectation." The familiar voice of the silver cat Xiying sounded in Yuan Ming's sea of ​​consciousness.

The silver cat Xiying really appeared. He could feel that this silver cat had been around during his retreat.

He immediately looked at it and said, "Xiying, I have mastered a new ability."

"What ability?"

Xiying's tone was obviously surprised.

"Control corpses." Yuan Ming said with a smile.

"How is this possible? Generally, if a soul cultivator wants to master the ability to control corpses, he must at least practice to the foundation-building stage, otherwise the strength of his soul is not enough to support him to control corpses." The silver cat suddenly felt a little unbelievable.

Yuan Ming's soul strength and the speed of soul growth far exceeded that of ordinary people. The silver cat knew this, but he never thought it would be so outrageous.

"Whether it can work or not, we have to try it to know." Yuan Ming said.

"I want to see if you can really do it." The voice of the silver cat immediately sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Yuan Ming nodded, and immediately made a seal with both hands, closed his eyes and performed the soul secret technique.

After a while, a soul crow struggled to fly out from his forehead, flew into the sky, circled for a while, and then flew in one direction.

After flying seventy or eighty feet away, the soul crow suddenly plunged towards the ground.

In the forest below, in a pit covered with dead branches and leaves, a corpse with a highly rotten body and clothes turned into mud was lying on its back.

His chest and abdomen were penetrated by the wooden spikes at the bottom of the pit, but the fatal injury was the collapsed skull. It looked as if he had been struck to death by a vicious beast like a bear.

The black raven flew to the corpse, hesitated for a moment, and slammed into its half-collapsed head.

The next moment, there seemed to be a will-o'-the-wisp rising in the corpse's eyes, and two groups of green light lit up.

In the forest on the other side, the expression on Yuan Ming's face was distorted. He still maintained the vision of Soul Crow in his sea of ​​consciousness, but the perspective became a little strange.

At this moment, he felt that an extra pair of eyes had grown outside his own eyes, and the world he saw through these eyes was shrouded in a light green gloom.

"How's it going? Tell me quickly." Silver Cat Xiying's voice sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"It should be...successful." Yuan Ming was a little unsure.

"I don't see that you have some talent." Silver Cat Xiying's experience echoed in Yuan Ming's sea of ​​consciousness at the right time. "If the soul crow enters the corpse and can see external objects through the corpse's perspective, then half the battle is won. You can try to control the corpse."

He tried it immediately.

Moving his hand, Yuan Ming had a thought in his mind, and the arm of the corpse dozens of feet away slowly and stiffly lifted up. But almost at the same time, the main body meditating here also involuntarily raised its arm.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Ming quickly put down his arm, but the corpse on the other side also put down his hand.

He frowned slightly and tried to control the corpse to move its legs again, and then his body's legs moved involuntarily.

Yuan Ming immediately pressed down his leg with one hand and once again used his mind to control the movement of the corpse on the other side.

This time, his own legs did not cause trouble again under the forced external force, but this was obviously not a long-term solution.

One of them and the other dead, to a certain extent, they became a pair of conjoined twins.

"I want to control the movements of the corpse, but when my thoughts are conveyed, it will inevitably affect the body. When the corpse moves, I will also follow suit." After several attempts, Yuan Ming said with a distressed look on his face.

After waiting for a moment, Xiying's voice sounded in his mind:

"For a soul cultivator who is controlling a corpse for the first time, this situation is completely normal. To control a corpse is to branch out a spiritual mind to control another body. It is naturally more difficult than simply branching out a spiritual mind to observe the outside world. Ten times more.”

"Then what should I do to be as comfortable as you?" Yuan Ming asked.

"There is no good way, just keep practicing. Do you think you are a genius like me?" Xiying did not give any opportunistic method, and also hit Yuan Ming by the way.

When Yuan Ming heard this, he immediately stopped being distracted and began to immerse himself in his mind, trying his best to control the corpse.

But at this moment, Xiying kept sending messages to him as if on purpose, disrupting his rhythm: "The longer the corpse has been dead, the less water and muscle activity it retains in the body, and the stiffer the corpse's movements will be. The harder it is to control it. On the other hand, if the corpse has just died and still has spiritual energy left in it, it can even exert its fighting instincts as long as it is properly controlled."

Yuan Ming listened to these words in his heart and still did not stop controlling the corpse.

Until dawn the next day, the mountain forest was filled with mist. A highly decomposed black corpse staggered out of the mist and walked stiffly in front of Yuan Ming.

The next moment, the corpse slumped to the ground, and a black soul crow flew out from the center of his eyebrows and penetrated into Yuan Ming's sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, Yuan Ming also looked tired, but there was unconcealable joy in his eyes.

After a night of repeated practice and almost exhausting all the power of the four soul crows, he finally mastered the trick of controlling the corpse, and finally cut off the conjoined twin-like sensory interference between himself and the corpse.

"You do have some talent in soul cultivation. It only takes such a short time to be able to master corpse control to this level. It is already very difficult. It is close to one-tenth of my ability back then." Silver Cat Xiying Said, she also stayed with Yuan Ming all night.

"Can you tell me your story back then?" Yuan Ming asked very curiously.

There was no reply, Silver Cat Xiying had already left.

After Yuan Ming thanked the silver cat Xiying as he left, he bathed in the morning light and continued to meditate and cultivate his soul.

However, just as he was immersed in it, there was a "bang" in his mind, like a heavenly bell being struck.

Immediately afterwards, one picture fragment after another emerged from my mind, flowing over like a tide.

Yuan Ming felt a sharp pain in his head. He couldn't help but hold his head with both hands in pain and fell to the side.

After a long time, he stopped struggling with cold sweat on his head and slowly raised his head.

His eyes were slightly focused, clear, and seemed unchanged, but also seemed different from before.