Shen Luo sat there, stunned and speechless.
The image of the star field he had seen before began to circle in his mind, and that strange light mark began to jump on the star map in his mind.
After just a few breaths, the trace of light and the entire star field picture began to become blurred until they disappeared completely. Even when Shen Luo deliberately tried to recall the appearance of the star map, there was no corresponding image in his sea of consciousness.
After a moment, Shen Luo rubbed his aching temple and stopped thinking about it.
He glanced at the jade pillow lying quietly in front of him, raised his hand and put it away. He had no intention of touching the mysterious projection of the Heavenly Book for the time being.
He stood up and walked to the window, pushed it open, and took a look at the dark night. Not feeling sleepy at all, he closed the window again, sat cross-legged again, and began to meditate and regulate his breathing.
After opening up multiple magical meridians with the Xuanyin Kaimai Jue, his aptitude for cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds. Even the "Huangting Sutra" that he had been unable to practice before seemed to have made some progress.
So, Shen Luo changed the hand gestures in his hands and began to practice the "Huangting Sutra" technique. Soon his body was covered with a thin layer of yellow light.
According to the experience of practicing in the dream, he guided the circulation of magic power in his body, trying to speed up the practice of Huangting Jing Gongfa. However, no matter how hard he tried, his progress was not great.
More than an hour later, Shen Luo finally opened his eyes again, with a look of disappointment and helplessness in his eyes.
Ever since the bottleneck in his practice of the Huangting Sutra was slightly loosened, he has been trying hard to improve the results of his practice in this area, but the results have not been good. He has only slightly strengthened his physique, and there has not been such obvious changes as in the dream.
Shen Luo couldn't help but secretly doubt: "Could it be that my aptitude is still too poor?"
As soon as he thought of this, he raised his hand and wiped the Qiankun bag on his waist, and called out the ghost general Zhao Feiji again.
"Master." Zhao Feiji knelt on one knee and clasped his fists.
"I need your help with something..." Shen Luo asked.
"Is the master going to practice again?" Zhao Feiji and Shen Luo had already understood each other's intentions and guessed their master's intentions immediately.
"Yes, I need to borrow your Yin Energy." Shen Luo nodded.
The ghost general didn't say anything, and immediately sat cross-legged opposite Shen Luo, slowly closing his eyes.
Shen Luo thanked him, then focused his eyes slightly, put his fingers together, and began to carve on his abdomen to chest area through his clothes. After a while, he had drawn a blood-red array with dense patterns.
Then, he put his fingers together, made a gesture, and raised his hand to tap the ghost general's forehead.
As he pointed his finger and pulled back suddenly, a thick and pure black evil energy leaped out from between his brows, drew a black mist line in the air, and began to rush towards the rune on his lower abdomen.
There was a flash of light on the rune there, and a familiar feeling of intense pain like being bitten by ants came over him again. Shen Luo had long been accustomed to this, and he began to carefully perform the Xuanyin Meridian Opening Technique.
About half an hour later, Shen Luo saw a light blue magic vein passing through his chest from his abdomen to his shoulders and neck, and it was about to condense. Wisps of evil spirits were still doing the final finishing work, but the spiritual energy between the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to have sensed it and began to gather here little by little.