Chapter 97: All Paid Back (Monthly Ticket Requested)

Yuan Ming immediately realized that something was wrong. With another thought, his soul flew towards the house, trying to return to his body.

But at this moment, a gust of night wind hit again, and Yuan Ming's soul was blown away again.

This time, his soul floated farther, and it was already seven or eight feet away. The piercing coldness became stronger, and Yuan Ming's fear became even worse.

He wanted to return to his body again, but this time he was horrified to find that the connection between his thoughts and his body became extremely weak, and his soul could not go back.

After discovering this, Yuan Ming was shocked and frantically paddled his hands in the void, trying to go back.

However, this action did not promote the soul in the slightest, just like a drowning person trying his best to save himself but unable to do so.

A breeze blew by, causing his soul to drift further away again.

Something even more frightening happened to Yuan Ming. He suddenly found that as the connection between him and his body became weaker, his soul was fading little by little, and his spirit was actually disintegrating.

At this moment, a gentle force suddenly surged from the direction of the house, enveloping his soul, and the disintegration was stagnant.

The next moment, he felt his soul being pulled by this force, and after his vision was spinning, he instantly returned to his body.

Yuan Ming suddenly opened his eyes, gasped violently, hugged his shoulders with both hands, and shivered. He only felt that the feeling of coldness was still lingering.

"It seems that your soul can only leave your body for seven feet at most. If it is farther, it will lose control and be in danger of dissipating." The voice of the silver cat sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness, without any emotional fluctuations.

"I almost lost my soul just now, and you just wanted to test the distance of my soul from my body?" Yuan Ming was a little annoyed for a moment.

"Understanding the state of your own soul is the most basic accomplishment of a soul cultivator." The silver cat didn't care at all.

Yuan Ming had no time to argue with the other party at this moment. He closed his eyes, regulated his breathing, and practiced the Dark Moon Technique to meditate for a while. The feeling of cold finally disappeared.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that the silver cat was still squatting on the table. Not only did it not leave, but even its shape and posture did not change at all.

"You... have something else to ask me?" Yuan Ming had calmed down and asked.

The silver cat did not move. Suddenly, a silver light flashed in front of it, and a brown animal skin emerged, then flew up and landed in front of Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming picked it up and saw a line of Central Plains characters on it, with several names written on it: "Ghost Face Grass, Purple Core Pollen, Black Scale Fruit, Yin Marrow Fluid."

He was familiar with the ghost face grass and purple core flower. He had seen them in "Bai Cao Ji" before, and even picked some ghost face flowers and sold them to Zhao Tong. He had never seen the latter two, but they should be some kind of spiritual materials.

"What is this?" Yuan Ming frowned and asked.

"I'll tell you when you collect them." Silver Cat said, and without waiting for Yuan Ming to speak, he turned around and disappeared into the dim night.

Yuan Ming opened his mouth, speechless about Silver Cat's character, but helpless, full of doubts and complaints, he could only suppress them at this moment.

After a short rest, he practiced the "Underworld Moon Art" again and tried the feeling of his soul leaving his body.

But this time he learned his lesson and did not fly his soul out of the house again, but stayed in his house, never stepped out of the limit of seven feet, and carefully felt this special experience.

In other words, it seems... very important to understand the limit of his soul leaving his body.

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On the second day, Yuan Ming still came to the Fire Workshop to refine embryos early.

Fang Ge stood aside and began to teach him more embryo refining techniques and how to hammer out the right shape of the tool.

He now likes this junior brother who he thought was not talented enough to achieve results, but made rapid progress in learning.

Yuan Ming lived up to his expectations and became more and more proficient in refining embryos.

In the afternoon, after having lunch in the dining hall, Yuan Ming left the Fire Refining Hall and went straight to the Guizang Pavilion.

During this period of time, in addition to practicing the "Mingyue Jue", he has also made considerable progress in mastering the art of taming beasts. Now he only lacks an opportunity to practice in actual combat.

Usually, the disciples of the Beast Taming Hall are in the sect, and they are tested in actual combat by taming the spirit beasts raised in the beast garden. As a disciple of the Fire Refining Hall, Yuan Ming naturally does not have this opportunity.

Of course, if he is willing to spend money to buy spirit beasts, he can also buy already tamed spirit beasts from the Beast Taming Hall. Such spirit beasts only need to be controlled by the beast taming talisman stone, and they can be easily controlled.

But Yuan Ming did not want to spend the money, and secondly, he wanted to master the art of taming beasts himself, so he naturally would not buy it.

His plan was to catch a spirit beast in the wild and tame it himself.

The so-called spiritual beasts and fierce beasts are only one word apart, but they are actually the same in essence, except that spiritual beasts cover a wider range. Fierce beasts that have been captured and tamed are also a kind of spiritual beasts.

Capturing spiritual beasts and hunting fierce beasts seem to be similar, but the actual difficulty is very different. For this reason, Yuan Ming plans to go to Guizang Pavilion to learn one or two spells to increase the chance of success.

The night before, he asked about the spell of hiding the breath of the silver cat, which was actually for this purpose.

Capturing spiritual beasts, especially if you want to capture spiritual beasts alive, if you can hide your body, the convenience brought can be imagined.

Arriving at Guizang Pavilion, Yuan Ming went straight to the second floor.

After seeing the middle-aged deacon, Yuan Ming asked directly: "Elder, I want to borrow a spell that can hide my body. Can you recommend one or two?"

"Oh, it's you..." The middle-aged deacon raised his eyebrows slightly after seeing Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming had come to borrow "The Art of Exorcism" before, and he had some impression of Yuan Ming.

It was not because of his handsome appearance that was more like that of a Central Plains person, but because he had three hours to borrow it, but he only read it for half an hour and left.

Since he became the deacon of the second floor of Guizang Pavilion, he has never seen a disciple who treats money as money.

"Do you know me?" Yuan Ming looked surprised.

"Well, it's nothing. You want to borrow a spell that can hide your body. At present, there are only two kinds of concealment spells suitable for Qi Refining cultivators in our Guizang Pavilion, namely the Water Love Spell and the Wood Hidden Spell. Which one do you want to borrow?" The middle-aged deacon coughed lightly and waved his hand.

"What's the difference?" Yuan Ming asked.

"The Water-Loving Technique is a water-attributed technique. It is most effective in environments with abundant water vapor, especially waterfalls, rivers, lakes, etc. The Wood-Hiding Technique is naturally most effective in the forest. It depends on your spiritual root attributes and your own needs." The middle-aged deacon explained.

"Wood-Hiding Technique." Yuan Ming took off his badge without hesitation and put it on the table.

"Ten contribution points." The middle-aged deacon glanced at him.

"No hurry, I also heard that there is a wood-attributed technique that Qi Refining disciples can learn, called "Wood Prison Technique", and I also want to exchange it." Yuan Ming said.

"Yes, fifteen contribution points." The middle-aged deacon nodded.

"I want both, thank you." Yuan Ming said.

"You want to exchange two techniques at the same time?" The middle-aged deacon was surprised.

Most disciples only exchange one technique at most at a time. They cannot remember all of them at once, so they will remember them in multiple times. He has never seen anyone exchange two techniques at once. After all, memorizing and comprehending a technique is very mentally exhausting. How can he remember two techniques in a row?

"That's right." Yuan Ming nodded and said.

"Wait a minute." The middle-aged deacon frowned, but didn't say anything else. He just picked up the waist badge, stood up, pushed open the door of the room behind him, and walked in.

After a while, he came back with two thin green books.

"You can only borrow books within the second floor and cannot take them out. For two books... the time limit is six hours." The middle-aged deacon put the waist badge and the books on the table and gave the same instructions as last time.

After thanking him, Yuan Ming took the waist badge, picked up the two books "Wood Prison Technique" and "Wood Hiding Technique" and left, found a secluded place to sit down, and began to concentrate on reading.

He still followed his own pace, flipping through one by one, neither fast nor slow.

The whole formula of the Wood Hiding Technique is not much, the difficulty of the technique does not seem to be very great, and the limitation of the effect of casting is also obvious.

It can only be cast in places with trees. The more lush the forest is, the more spiritual energy can be borrowed, and the better the hiding effect is, which really meets Yuan Ming's needs.

The "Nine Yuan Jue" he practiced was a wood-attributed technique, which gave him an innate advantage in learning the Wood Hidden Technique.

About half an hour later, Yuan Ming put down the "Wood Hidden Technique", closed his eyes and savored it for a while, then picked up the "Wood Prison Technique" and read it carefully.

The middle-aged deacon couldn't help but look at him from time to time.

After about half an hour, Yuan Ming got up and returned to the deacon's table.

"You want to return the books?" The middle-aged deacon asked suspiciously.

"Yes." Yuan Ming nodded.

As he said that, he put the two books on the table at the same time.

It took at most an hour and a half, but they were all returned at once?

"My friend, don't blame me for being nosy. It's not easy to accumulate contribution points for the sect, and the opportunity to learn techniques is even more rare. You must cherish it." The middle-aged deacon persuaded earnestly.

"Thank you for your kindness, elder. I have finished reading it. In addition, I would like to ask again, in addition to the books on spiritual medicines and spiritual materials on the first floor, is there any other information on this aspect on the second floor? I would like to check it out." Yuan Ming arched his hands to the other party and asked again.

The middle-aged deacon heard this, thought for a while, and said: "There are also some elders' notes. If you need them, you only need about three contribution points for each volume to check them out."

"Thank you." Yuan Ming nodded quickly.

"In that case, I suggest you check the second cave master's herbal medicine notes. The content is the richest, and it only needs five contribution points." The middle-aged deacon suggested.

Yuan Ming did not hesitate and handed over the waist card again.

(Dear Taoist friends, the prequel has been updated four times. It writes about some experiences before the protagonist lost his memory. When you go to read it, don't forget to vote for the immortal^^)