Chapter 715 Magic Space

The terrifying thing about the second soul body is that it is unexpected, ghostly, and extremely fast.

Because the second soul that Xiao Lin cultivated is of thunder attribute, and has the innate thunder escape ability, and Xiao Lin deliberately gave two of the four Qingluan Thunder Swords he refined to the second soul.

In this way, the amazing attack power just now was produced.

Whether it is the small explosion spell or the second soul body, Xiao Lin has only successfully cultivated the first level.

The small explosion spell has three levels. If each level is successfully cultivated, the power will be increased several times.

The second soul body also has three levels, namely the phantom body, the heavy truth, and the thunder evil. The first level of the phantom body is to condense a Dharma body through its own magic power, carrying the second soul, and can drive the magic weapon to attack the enemy.

The second level, the heavy truth, can create a clone that is almost exactly the same as the original body, can perform various secret arts and magical powers, and can even cultivate on its own.

As for the third level of Thunder Evil, there are only a few extremely complicated formulas in the Qingluan Immortal Scripture. As for what kind of magical power it will have after practicing it, even Xiao Lin doesn't know.

After eighteen years of seclusion and hard practice, in addition to refining six Qingluan Ice Swords, he also cultivated the small explosion spell and the second Yuanshen body to the first level.

As for the illusionary space technique, Xiao Lin also gained something. He can already create an illusionary space in the sea of ​​consciousness, and use meditation to refine the seal.

However, Xiao Lin's current divine consciousness, even if he creates an illusionary space, can only last for half an hour. If it exceeds half an hour, the space will be broken due to excessive consumption of divine consciousness, and he will return to reality.

However, although it is only half an hour, the improvement of intermediate spells is obvious. In the nearly ten years of condensing the illusionary space, he only has half an hour every day to refine the seal, but he has made the two intermediate seals more condensed.

According to Xiao Lin's estimation, it would take less than 30 years for him to cultivate these two intermediate spells to perfection.

After practicing these secret arts, Xiao Lin understood the importance of strong mana. In the past, strong mana only allowed him to last longer when fighting with the enemy.

Now, after practicing the small explosion spell and the second soul body, he realized that the strength of mana is crucial. If he had not practiced the Qingluan Shengmie Yuhan Jue, which made his mana at least twice that of an ordinary Yuanying early cultivator.

Then even if he had practiced these two magical arts, he would basically not be able to use them. The small explosion spell, once used, almost took away 20% of his mana, and the second soul body was even more outrageous, directly consuming nearly 40% of his mana.

This also made Xiao Lin understand that with his current mana, he could not use these two secret arts at will, unless it was a last resort.

Now Xiao Lin's realm is completely stable, and after eighteen years of cultivation, his combat power has doubled. The twenty-four intermediate-level Qingluan Ice Swords alone are enough to defeat ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

Eighteen years ago, when he had just advanced to the Nascent Soul, he could easily kill the Blood Talisman Ancestor. Now he has the confidence to kill him in one encounter.

Of course, this is when he uses his secret skills and supernatural powers to the fullest.

The consequence of doing so is that even if he can kill the Blood Talisman Ancestor instantly, his own mana will be consumed.

After advancing to the Nascent Soul, the only thing that makes Xiao Lin depressed is that there is no elixir suitable for him to take, which is definitely not good news for him.

When he was in the Golden Core stage, he also collected some fourth-level spiritual herbs and planted them in the spiritual wood space, but after research, there are only three spiritual herbs that can be used to refine elixirs to improve cultivation.

With his own alchemy skills, it would be good to be able to refine one furnace, and a furnace of spiritual pills can only produce six or seven pills at most, which is completely a drop in the bucket for him.

This made him a little depressed. If he relied on his own qualifications and practiced hard in seclusion, he might not be able to advance to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul even if he practiced for hundreds of years.

But Xiao Lin also knew that the function of the spiritual wood space to accelerate the maturity of spiritual herbs was still amazing.

You should know that a fourth-level spiritual herb needs at least six or seven hundred years of medicinal effect before it can be used to refine spiritual pills, and the three spiritual herbs in his space have already reached the medicinal effect of more than a thousand years.

It can no longer grow. Most of the fourth-level spiritual herbs are born with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. They cannot produce seeds, so they naturally cannot be cultivated and reproduced. Moreover, after a thousand years, the fourth-level spiritual herbs can no longer continue to produce medicinal effects, and they usually wither on their own when they are close to one thousand two or three hundred years old.

Therefore, Xiao Lin had already picked all the fourth-level spiritual herbs that were more than a thousand years old, stored them in a jade box, and sealed them with a spirit-sealing talisman, so that the efficacy of the spiritual herbs could be guaranteed.

"It seems that I still have to go to those large immortal cities and buy some immature fourth-level spiritual herbs to cultivate them." After thinking for a while, Xiao Lin had made a decision in his heart.

He knew that with his spiritual root talent, it was basically a foolish dream to want to improve his realm through seclusion and hard practice. For him, he still wanted to play the role of the spiritual wood space.

After advancing to the Nascent Soul stage, the area of ​​the Spirit Wood Space did not expand further, but the sapling in the Spirit Wood Space actually grew four tender leaves, and the trunk was more than two feet high.

It still occupied a place in the center of the Spirit Wood Space with vitality.

Xiao Lin had studied the sapling countless times, and even searched through all the ancient books taken from Dancao Mountain and Liuli Immortal Mansion, trying to find some records about the sapling.

But the result disappointed him greatly. None of the ancient immortal trees recorded in those ancient books matched the sapling.

In the end, Xiao Lin gave up completely, holding the plan of taking one step at a time. He believed that one day he would be able to know the origin of the sapling.

Xiao Lin looked up at the distant horizon, and the star ring on his hand flashed with a spiritual light, and a silver key appeared in his hand.

It was the key to the Langhuan Secret Realm that he had obtained that year.

He knew that this key was only a part of the way to enter the Langhuan Secret Realm, and the other part was on the body of Qishan Patriarch of Beilan Sect.

In the past, his realm was not enough, and facing Qishan Patriarch was undoubtedly like an egg hitting a rock, but now it was different.

In the Langhuan Immortal Mansion, there was the possibility of subsequent exercises of the Bu Tian Sutra, and the Bu Tian Sutra was of vital importance to Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin, who practiced the Illusionary Law and Dark Space Art, knew the advantage of a cultivator with a strong mind. If he could successfully practice the second level of the Bu Tian Sutra, he would undoubtedly be able to create a more durable illusionary space.

Then the speed of tempering the seal would be much faster.

However, as a member of Beilan Sect, Qishan Patriarch was not like the Blood Talisman Patriarch, who had a shallow foundation. Even if he was killed by himself, no one would avenge him.

And once he killed Qishan Patriarch, Beilan Sect would definitely find trouble with him.

It didn't matter if he relied on his secret skills, but if he implicated Dancao Mountain because of this, it was not what he wanted.

But when he thought of the embarrassing escape from the pursuit of Qishan Patriarch, his eyes suddenly flashed with coldness.

With a wave of his sleeves, a dark green spiritual light suddenly shot up into the sky. After shooting into the sky hundreds of feet high, it slightly folded and disappeared between heaven and earth in a few flashes.