Chapter 432 Lost Contact

Yuan Ming took a deep breath, dissipated the power of the Demon Elephant Prison Technique, and his body recovered as usual.

At this time, the fluctuation of his mana was much stronger than before. In the past three months, he has been practicing the Demon Elephant Prison Technique and has not relaxed the practice of the Nine Yuan Jue.

Many cultivators died in the Shura Palace this time, leaving behind a large number of Jindan stage elixirs. For him, there will be no shortage of elixirs in the next two or three years.

With the supply of a large number of elixirs and the assistance of the rich wood-attributed spiritual energy in the medicine garden, Yuan Ming's mana has improved a lot, but there is still a distance from the middle stage of Jindan.

In terms of soul cultivation, as Xu Che began to increase his efforts to recruit believers of immortal cultivators, more and more willpower was gathered, which made Yuan Ming's soul stronger and steadily improved towards the late stage of love witch.

Yuan Ming sat cross-legged on the spot, took out the Demon Elephant Prison Technique jade slip, and frowned slightly.

As long as sufficient qi and blood can be provided, the first level of the Demon Elephant Prison Technique can be completed quickly, but the second level is not possible.

The second level of physical cultivation is the iron-boned body, which requires the whole body's bones to be trained. This process is the most important foundation training for physical cultivation. It is not advisable to advance vigorously, but to proceed steadily.

The same is true for the Demon Elephant Prison-Suppressing Technique. It is clearly recorded on the jade plate that the second level cannot be quickly broken through by borrowing the power of qi and blood. It is necessary to practice a set of "Fragrant Elephant Bone-Tempering Technique" for three years to lay a solid foundation before continuing to absorb the power of qi and blood to improve.

Yuan Ming didn't care. He was not in a hurry to use physical cultivation magic to fight the enemy. He read the Fragrant Elephant Bone-Tempering Technique several times, remembered it in his heart, and began to practice.

"Fragrant Elephant Steps on the Sky!"

"Fragrant Elephant Spits Water!"

"Fragrant Elephant Crosses the Sea!"

...

Yuan Ming gestured with his fists and feet one by one, and moved his limbs.

Every bone in his body was affected. After a set of Fragrant Elephant Bone-Tempering Technique was hit, the bones of his whole body seemed to be cracked, and he could not use any strength, and the whole person lay on the ground.

Yuan Ming had expected this. He lay down to rest for a while, reluctantly sat down, and operated the Nine Yuan Jue to recover.

After a day and a night, Yuan Ming opened his eyes.

His body had recovered, and his bones no longer ached, but instead exuded a sense of warmth.

Yuan Ming nodded, knowing that his practice was not wrong.

However, he did not continue to practice. The Xiangxiang bone forging technique could not be mastered overnight. He had been in Shura Palace for a long time, and it was time to leave.

Shura Palace was hidden underground and was safe, so there was no need to worry about being discovered.

Yuan Ming raised the Shura Stone Tablet, adjusted the Shura Palace restrictions to the minimum, and closed all the forbidden areas in the palace. His figure disappeared in a flash.

…

One day two months later.

At night, Yuan Ming sat cross-legged in front of the window of an inn, and the moonlight outside the window poured in like water.

This is Linyuan City. After leaving Shura Palace, he did not return to Dajin immediately, but came to Linyuan City to try to understand the reaction of the major forces in the Black Wind Desert after the Shura Palace incident.

After he moved Shura Palace from the Soul Burial Abyss, several major forces in the Black Wind Desert searched for it, but to no avail, so they could only let it go. Shura Palace has now become a topic of conversation among the monks here.

Yuan Ming was bathed in the bright moonlight, shrouded in a hazy light, and the "Underworld Moon Art" technique was running its own cycle.

Above the dark sky, it seemed that there were pious whispers in the ethereal place, and strands of willpower gathered here and were refined and absorbed by Yuan Ming bit by bit.

Xu Che has recently developed more than a dozen immortal cultivators, plus many mortal believers, and his willpower is much stronger than before. Now he is urging the Heaven Stealing Cauldron to practice as if he is wrapped in warm spring water, and his body and mind are in an indescribable comfort.

Yuan Ming closed his eyes slightly and stretched his brows, carefully feeling the willpower that is constantly gathering.

With the increasing number of believers of the Dark Moon God, his understanding of willpower has also been further strengthened.

Generally speaking, most of these wishes are devout beliefs and sincere support for him. Although they are more or less mixed with the private thoughts of each believer, they are too small and drowned in the torrent of faith, and are not known to Yuan Ming.

Only when individual thoughts are particularly strong, almost obsessive, will Yuan Ming separate them from the complex wishes and carefully investigate them.

In this case, it is often when a believer is in trouble or even desperate and is unable to solve it, that he will burst out with a strong wish to ask the Dark Moon God to help him out of the predicament, with a clear purpose.

This kind of wish is often much stronger than ordinary beliefs, or wishes for good weather, family safety and health, etc., and will naturally bring more soul power to Yuan Ming.

The most important thing is that if this kind of wish is responded to, or when it is really helped out of the predicament, its wish will become more pure.

However, Yuan Ming's time and energy are limited after all, and it is difficult to respond to every request. He can only pick some things to do, and more things are handled by contacting Xu Che.

If there are more devout and loyal monks like Xu Che joining in the future, he can naturally let them become his agents to respond to the demands of the believers.

The root of all this is the investment of resources, or in other words, a steady supply of spiritual stones. Now that he has passed through the Shura Palace, he is finally qualified to do it.

Yuan Ming was immersed in the comfort of the concentration of his will, and his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly emptied, and then his eyes suddenly lit up with colorful lights, and pink mist spread in the surrounding void.

"Hey, what is this?" Yuan Ming was surprised.

But before he could check it carefully, he could smell a sweet fragrance in his nose, and then there were bursts of laughter from women with charming smiles all around.

This sound came from far away, and soon became high and low, accompanied by shameful panting.

At the same time, shadows began to appear in the pink mist.

When Yuan Ming looked at it intently, his face froze and he felt a little dry in his mouth.

In the mist, there appeared a series of naked female figures, each with skin as white as cream and a charming figure, posing in the mist in various charming postures that made people's ears burn.

At the same time, a series of tempting calls rang out, asking Yuan Ming to stand up and join them. No matter how the soul was divided, it had no effect.

"Am I... possessed?"

Although Yuan Ming was a little agitated, as a soul cultivator, this level of temptation could not affect him too much, and his mind was not lost, so he reflected on it immediately.

He immediately restrained his consciousness, stopped practicing, and tried to break free from this illusion.

However, when he stopped practicing the Dark Moon Art, he found that the illusions around him did not stop. The pictures that aroused people's desires not only did not disappear, but became more rampant.

Yuan Ming looked at the phantom lustful woman who was getting closer and closer, and his brows could not help but frowned slightly.

The next moment, he suddenly shouted in a low voice, and the power of his soul vibrated out, turning into an invisible torrent and crashing in all directions.

Under the waves of soul power, the surrounding pink mist quickly disappeared, and the figure of the enchanting woman also dissipated like bubbles, and all the sounds disappeared immediately.

Yuan Ming looked around, and he was still sitting cross-legged in front of the window in the house.

He frowned and pondered in silence, carefully recalling the content of the Dark Moon Technique and the key points of cultivation that Xiying had told him, and did not find any content related to the strange phenomenon just now.

"There is no problem with the Dark Moon Technique, and there is no problem with my cultivation. It seems that the problem is mostly with the willpower..." After thinking for a long time, Yuan Ming came to this conclusion in his heart.

He had also heard from Xiying before that the Wuyue Sect had used its own evil magic to confuse people's hearts, creating various evil gods for believers to support and collect distorted willpower.

This kind of evil god often makes believers sink into it by magnifying the negative emotions of believers such as anger, resentment, and lust, and then controls them.

Although the willpower obtained in this way is distorted, it is often stronger than the willpower brought by normal beliefs.

But what Yuan Ming didn't understand was that these were all means used by soul cultivators to control believers. He was a god to a certain extent, so how could he be affected?

"Is there something wrong with one of the believers?" Yuan Ming's heart moved.

He immediately took the Stealing Heaven Cauldron in his hand to absorb and refine the willpower again, and those charming women appeared again.

While resisting the influence of these illusions, Yuan Ming explored the source of the change. After searching for a long time, he still found nothing.

Although he did not find any results, Yuan Ming's intuition told him that there was something wrong with the believer.

With a thought, he entered the Heaven Stealing Cauldron and began to try to locate Xu Che.

After a while, Yuan Ming slowly opened his eyes, but his brows could not help but frowned slightly.

Xu Che was gone.

As usual, Xu Che would pray at this time of night in preparation for Yuan Ming's divine consciousness to descend at any time, but this time he did not.

Yuan Ming gradually had a bad feeling in his heart.

He no longer hesitated, and once again sank his divine consciousness into the Heaven Stealing Cauldron and carefully sensed it.

Soon, he found a believer in Wuyun City.

When he contacted Xu Che not long ago, Xu Che was in Wuyun City.

Yuan Ming immediately moved his mind, and in an instant, his divine consciousness used this believer as an anchor, ignored the distance and crossed over, and descended in Wuyun City.

In Wuyun City, this old man with dark skin and knife-like wrinkles on his face was kneeling in front of a young man's statue, muttering something and praying devoutly.

He himself had no idea, but a majestic divine consciousness had already spread out in all directions with him as the base point, covering almost the entire Wuyun City.

Yuan Ming's divine consciousness was floating in the vast void at this moment, as if he was flying over Wuyun City, looking down at the entire city, looking at the lights of thousands of houses below, and constantly searching for Xu Che's traces.

However, after a thorough inspection, he still found nothing.

Xu Che did not seem to be in Wuyun City.