Chapter 354 Fragments

In the Stealing Heaven Cauldron, Yuan Ming felt that the will power from the woman had increased a lot, and there was also a lot of will power from the middle-aged man and the dog boy, and he smiled with satisfaction.

He withdrew his consciousness and approached another believer.

This believer was an elderly mortal in Chensha City named Xu Daniu. According to his prayer statement, Xu Daniu had lived in Chensha City for decades and had married a wife and had children. However, his wife and children had unfortunately passed away. He was left alone to live.

Xu Daniu prayed that his wife and children would be resurrected and that the family would live a disease-free and disaster-free life.

Yuan Ming did not have the ability to resurrect the dead and could not meet this requirement, so he had to cast a calming spell to calm his mind.

A ray of white light shot out from the tablet of Ming Yue God and merged into Xu Daniu's body.

Although the Calming Mantra is a small spell, with Yuan Ming's current cultivation level in the pill formation stage, and the other party is a mortal, the effect is extremely good.

Xu Daniu felt a warm current rippling through his body. All the fatigue, sadness, loss and other negative emotions disappeared. His mind was calmer than ever before, and he was stunned.

He knew that his prayer could not be fulfilled, so he appealed to Lord Ming Yue God and poured out his inner anguish. Unexpectedly, Lord Ming Yue God actually responded to him.

"Lord Ming Yue God..." The old man knelt down in fear and gratitude, becoming more pious than before!

Yuan Ming withdrew his spiritual consciousness and responded to the appeals of several believers. Basically, he received positive feedback, and the desire power generated by those people increased significantly.

It's just that the power of wishes that mortals can generate is limited after all. After responding to a few believers, he began to look for believers who were cultivators of immortality.

According to his observations, the more a believer generates aspiration, the brighter the golden light representing aspiration around the white lotus platform becomes. Yuan Ming mobilizes his consciousness and explores the brightest golden light.

A young man's figure appeared in the field of vision, sitting in the shade of a tall sand dune to rest, reciting the name of the God of the Dark Moon devoutly, but it was Xu Che.

Yuan Ming was stunned for a moment, then regained his composure.

Among his many followers, Xu Che's cultivation is indeed the highest. Unfortunately, Huazhi and King Kong are spiritual pets and have independent thoughts. Although they call themselves masters, it is more of a special cooperative relationship and they do not mean it from the bottom of their hearts. identify with or believe in him.

Otherwise, with the strength of the two, they should be able to generate quite a lot of willpower.

Perhaps one day, the relationship between himself and Huazhi King Kong will change, but there is no need to think about it in the short term.

Yuan Ming circulated his consciousness, carefully examined Xu Che, and nodded slightly.

Compared with the last time they met, Xu Che's cultivation level has improved a lot, and he should be not far from the middle stage of foundation building.

The stronger Xu Che is, the more will power he will generate, which will also help to recruit more followers of the Moon God.

An idea suddenly came to Yuan Ming's mind. The Tiantian Cauldron could transmit spells, and maybe it could also transmit items?

With this in mind, he took out a few bottles of mid-stage foundation-building elixirs and placed them on the altar.

The golden magic circle on the altar was buzzing, and a golden light enveloped several bottles of elixirs, which were also mixed with many silver runes, and were sent towards Xu Che.

When Yuan Ming saw this scene, he was filled with surprises.

If items can be teleported, then the Tiantian Cauldron will be even more useful.

However, at this moment, the silver runes in the golden light suddenly disappeared, the golden magic circle suddenly ceased, and several bottles of pills flew back and landed next to Yuan Ming.

Almost at the same time, there was a sudden "click" sound in front of the white jade lotus platform, and the top of the altar suddenly cracked, revealing a circular area several feet in size, with golden array patterns engraved on it, forming a complex and abnormal mysterious array. .

The array diagram is very similar to the golden array around the altar. They should be integrated. In addition to the array pattern, there are many grooves in the array diagram. There are hundreds of them densely packed with more than a hundred fist-sized and colorful crystal stones.

Yuan Ming saw a series of changes in front of him, and it took him a while to react. He hurriedly carefully observed the array diagram in front of him and the crystals in it.

This formation diagram is too mysterious, and he cannot understand it with his current formation skills. However, he can barely make out some features of the crystal stones.

These crystal stones are somewhat similar to spiritual stones, but the fluctuations of spiritual power they emit are very obscure.

"It seems that these crystals support the operation of the Heaven Stealing Cauldron's restrictions." Yuan Ming secretly guessed.

Although the aura fluctuations of these crystals are obscure, the attributes can still be distinguished. They are basically the attributes of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, with the exception of six crystals.

These six crystal stones are one silver, one gray, two black, and two white.

Yuan Ming looked at the silver crystal. The object had become translucent, and it was obvious that the spiritual power inside had been used up.

A thoughtful look flashed across his face.

The failure to deliver the elixir just now was caused by the sudden disappearance of the silver runes. The smell of those silver runes was exactly the same as the silver crystal in front of him.

Tracing back to the source, the failure to transmit the elixir may be due to the exhaustion of the spiritual energy in this silver crystal.

Yuan Ming thought of this, stretched out his hand to hold the silver crystal, and applied a little force.

Just hearing a soft sound, the crystal was pulled out.

He carefully sensed the crystal and firmly remembered the remaining aura fluctuations in it.

If he guessed correctly, as long as he got a brand new silver spar, the Thiefian Cauldron would be able to transfer items.

"Hey!" Yuan Ming suddenly moved his eyes and waved his hand, sending out a burst of green light and rolling something out from the gap at the edge of the array.

This is a fragment of a sword blade. It is completely black and half a foot long. One end is the tip of the sword, which is sharp and sharp, but the other end is damaged. The fracture is uneven, as if it was broken by a heavy object.

Yuan Ming looked at the object in his hand curiously. The fragment of the sword blade was hidden in the circular array diagram. It must not be an ordinary object.

He used his spiritual sense to sense it. There was no breath left on the fragment. It seemed to be completely destroyed. There was no reaction when the mana was injected.

Yuan Ming could not help but feel a little disappointed, but he did not give up and continued to explore in other ways.

After a moment, his face suddenly changed. He took the fragment of the sword blade in front of him and looked at the inside of the fragment.

This black sword blade fragment has a transparent texture, and three runes can be vaguely seen engraved inside.

These three runes have many strokes, which are ten times more than the most complex runes he has come into contact with so far. However, these dense lines do not feel messy, but give people a sense of beauty that is difficult to describe in words.

Although he did not activate its power, he was sure that the effect of these three runes was absolutely beyond imagination.

For a weapon refiner, a magical rune is inestimable.

Yuan Ming used his mana again to inject the fragment of the sword blade, this time going straight to a rune.

The rune did not react at first, but after a few breaths, it suddenly lit up a ray of light, but immediately dimmed again.

Yuan Ming was delighted to see this. It seemed that the fragment of the sword blade had not been completely damaged, and the three runes still retained a trace of spiritual power.

This was undoubtedly good news for him. As long as the rune was not completely damaged, he could study the method of drawing the rune, engrave it on other magic weapons, and reproduce its power.

Yuan Ming carefully put away the fragment of the sword blade and continued to sense the situation on Xu Che's side.

At this moment, a flash of light passed by the lotus platform, and a little more bright golden light appeared. A strong wish was transmitted, which was obviously generated by the immortal cultivator.

Yuan Ming's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise, and his consciousness extended over, and a picture emerged.

This was a place similar to a woman's boudoir. There was a white gum bed against the wall, a set of coffee tables and chairs next to it, and a mahogany dressing table on the other side.

A girl in yellow was lying on the gum bed, flipping through a book with relish, but it was "Mr. Sheng's Journey to the South" written by Yuan Ming.

"It's her." Yuan Ming's eyebrows moved.

The yellow-clothed girl reading the book was no one else, but Yan Sijing, whom he met by chance when he rented the cave before.

Yuan Ming moved his spiritual power and looked at the surrounding situation. He quickly determined that Yan Sijing was still in Lingfeng City, and was in a cave in the middle area of ​​Lingfeng City.

In another room of the cave, Yan Siyun sat cross-legged on the bed, practicing with his eyes closed.

"No wonder." Yuan Ming said to himself.

He asked Zuo Qinghui to go out to do things before he broke through the Jindan stage in seclusion, so that he could first find out the situation in Lingfeng City and try to develop the Mingyue Sect. At the same time, he cooperated with the bookstores in the city to sell "Mr. Sheng's Journey to the South" and collect more willpower.

After breaking through the fifth level of the Mingyue Jue, it became more and more difficult to improve, and the demand for willpower increased greatly. The first soul also needed to be improved. The previous willpower was no longer enough.

Yuan Ming showed a contemplative look on his face, and then used all his spiritual power, projected it all down, and enveloped Yan Sijing's body.

In the cave of Lingfeng City, Yan Sijing flipped through the travel notes in her hand. The descriptions of the scenery of southern Xinjiang, the strange customs, and the various ethnic groups between the lines captured her mind and aroused her strong curiosity about southern Xinjiang.

"It's great. There is only sand in the Black Wind Desert, which makes people feel depressed. If I can go to southern Xinjiang, it would be great to have a good time in the beautiful mountains and rivers." Yan Sijing's eyes were bright and she murmured to herself.

Although she was the owner of Baidanfang, she was responsible for refining pills and greeting guests on weekdays. The real troubles in the workshop were all handled by Yan Siyun. She was still childish and had a girlish mind.

However, now Baidanfang has suffered an unprecedented disaster. Ancestor Lei Ming has found out the cause of Yu Hong's death and sent people to destroy Baidanfang.

Fortunately, Yan Siyun was well prepared and escaped in time with most of the resources and came all the way to Lingfeng City.

Ancestor Lei Ming's people were chasing the Yan sisters everywhere. They didn't even dare to leave Lingfeng City now, let alone go to southern Xinjiang.

"That old pervert, Lei Ming Patriarch, has dozens of grandchildren, but he killed one of them. It's not enough to destroy Bai Dan Fang, but he must kill them all! When I succeed in my cultivation in the future, I will definitely let you know how powerful I am!" Yan Sijing clenched her fists and cursed.

At this moment, there was a "boom" in the air, and an incomparable soul pressure fell from the sky.

This pressure was as big as the sky and as heavy as Hou Tu. Yan Sijing was paralyzed on the bed without any resistance, and she couldn't move a finger.

"Oh no, could it be that Lei Ming Patriarch is here!" Yan Sijing widened her eyes, and the bold words she had just said had long been forgotten, leaving only the fear that penetrated deep into her bones.

"Are you Yan Sijing from Bai Dan Fang?" A loud voice sounded in Yan Sijing's mind, almost crushing her soul.