The Six Paths of Little Technique is a legacy that has been passed down. It is a magical method for descendants to withstand disaster before the golden elixir is completed. The magic has nothing to do with practicing the Dao, but it is extremely important. Among them, the magic soul-searching technique is an important means for Ling Xuan to obtain information in other worlds.
And if it weren't for the Buddhist golden body cultivation method, Ling Xuan wouldn't be able to use the ice origin of the ice soul to cultivate an ice and snow glazed body.
The angel wings of the Shinto, the zombie refining of the ghost, the talisman-making technique of the immortal, the secret refining of the elixir of the demon, Ling Xuan thought of the talisman-making technique. There are only three ways to make paper talismans among the white jade talismans: the Golden Armor Divine Weapon Talisman, the Divine Sky Thunder Talisman, and the Nawu Mustard Seed Talisman.
Talisman paper, placed in the magic world, can actually be regarded as a disposable magic scroll!
If you want to make talisman paper, you must have a certain spiritual strength and a certain amount of mana. You can draw a magic circle on the paper, which can induce natural energy or produce special patterns. In addition, you must also have some basic materials.
The materials for drawing talismans are mostly cinnabar, red saltpeter, and yellow paper, but Ling Xuan does not have any. He asked Meltina to take a few pieces of smooth bark and cut it into thin slices to use as yellow paper. Of course, there is also something that can replace cinnabar, which is boy's eyebrows.
In the art of talismans, Tongzimei actually refers to virgin blood, which contains rich yang energy, which can induce the aura of heaven and earth and deter ghosts and gods. Ling Xuan's Xuanbing spirit body is mainly transformed from pure Yang snow flames, and what it possesses can be regarded as spiritual blood.
Taking a branch, Ling Xuan prepared to draw a talisman. Drawing a talisman actually consumes mana, which is equivalent to predicting part of the combat power and waiting for use in future battles.
The talisman paper has nothing to do with practice. Blindly coveting the power of the talisman paper will cause dependence and will affect your practice.
He only planned to draw a few pictures of the divine sky thunder talisman that caused the thunder to strike. If he drew too many, it would consume too much spiritual consciousness and mana, and he could not recover it in one day. As for the other two types, the Golden Armor Divine Weapon Talisman and the Mustard Seed Talisman for Receiving Objects, they cost more and are not suitable for painting now.
Using branches as pens, bark as paper, and spiritual blood as cinnabar is special enough, but there's nothing I can do about it. In the gray valley, this dark forest is very barren, and all the elven women even wear bark and vines.
In the forest, the only thing that can be called a treasure is the fountain of life, but it will not have any effect on other races except elves.
Only elves after the age of sixteen can become pregnant by drinking the fountain of life!
The Stone of Life soaked in the Fountain of Life is the most precious thing of the dark elves, and it is related to the continuation of the race. Ling Xuan did not ask for the gem, or even asked to take a look. Instead, he put all his attention on the talisman paper.
The branches were dipped in spiritual blood. Ling Xuan used his spiritual consciousness as a guide, poured in his magic power, and concentrated on sketching patterns on the talisman paper.
A real immortal talisman is not that easy to draw. Ling Xuan's movement in drawing the talisman was extremely slow. Honey Dew, who was staring at it from the side, even felt as if he had turned into a statue that could not move.
After more than an hour like this, complex patterns slowly appeared on the bark and were almost completed. Ling Xuan, who was extremely tired, felt relieved. The bark of the tree suddenly lit up with a burst of red light, and with a "peng" sound, it actually exploded.
The branches in Ling Xuan's hands were blown into charcoal.
"Depend on!"
He almost succeeded, but failed in the end. Ling Xuan was immediately annoyed. Although there was no real yellow paper and cinnabar, the bark of the home tree was full of spiritual energy. The spiritual blood was far more useful than cinnabar, and the difficulty of drawing the talisman would be reduced. , I didn’t expect that this would also fail.
Honey Lu held her chin in her hands, her beautiful eyes staring at Ling Xuan's body, her ears red.
This young man saved her. He knew martial arts, spells, and refining magic equipment. He could actually make scrolls—he could make scrolls using only tree bark and blood. Even the great alchemist in the Emerald Forest couldn't do it.
She originally suspected that Ling Xuan was bragging when he made the magic scroll, but now the energy fluctuations when the bark exploded undoubtedly showed that it was an out-and-out magic scroll.
In her heart, this "Brother Ling" is simply omnipotent.
After resting for a while and recovering from the consumption of his spiritual consciousness, Ling Xuan started drawing the talisman again. After a failure, the speed increased a little this time. In an hour, he reached the final stage of "collecting the talisman" with a spell.
Ling Xuan calmed down and secretly recited a spell:
"The thunder from the sky is faint, the sky is booming, the social order is thundering, the thunderbolts are crisscrossing, and the thunder is striking, destroying the demons, obey the orders urgently!"
"Shenxiao Heavenly Thunder Talisman, condense!"
As the spell was recited, a crackling arc suddenly appeared on the talisman paper. The arcs kept jumping on the bark talisman paper and converged together, forming a word "Thunder" that seemed to be an ancient seal script, covering on the bark surface.
The electric light disappeared, and he took the palm-sized "talisman paper" with complex patterns in his hand. Ling Xuan was extremely satisfied. The divine sky thunder talisman can be activated by injecting spiritual consciousness, and the immortal talisman is extremely powerful!
According to the predetermined plan, he drew a total of three Shenxiao Tianlei Talisman, and then he could only sit in meditation and practice. At noon the next day, Meltina, the leader of the dark elves, came to this temporary tree house.
Her eyes fell on the three pieces of bark on the table. The bark had dark red patterns and faint current fluctuations, and she couldn't help but be surprised. There are no precious materials, only bark and blood, and the scroll is actually drawn
What kind of existence is this man who looks like both a human and an elf? Even a magister who specializes in making scrolls might not be able to use such crude materials to make a scroll.
Meltina was filled with deep curiosity, but she did not ask, and just said lightly: "Lord, it's almost time for the Abyss Octopus to accept the sacrifice."
"I see."
Ling Xuan was wearing a black gold robe. He put the three talismans into his robe, stood up, and followed Meltina towards the Amber Lake.
The home tree of the dark elves was located near the Amber Lake, a thousand meters away. The dark elves living in the tree looked at Ling Xuan silently. Decades of tragic experiences have made these elves taciturn, but when they saw Ling Xuan walking towards the lake, some elves still showed some renewed hope in their eyes.
"You guys stop here and I'll come over."
"Brother Ling..."
"Lord, please be careful."
Honeydew's face was full of worry. After all, there was a demon lord-level existence in the lake.
Regardless of the Mana Continent or the Abyss Demon Realm, the demon lord who rules a region is not a small figure. On the continent of Mana, demon lords are at the same level as super-level monsters and ordinary dragons. Sword masters and magisters are also at the same level, but their combat effectiveness is stronger.
The little elf princess has the blood of rainbow elves and can be considered a genius among elves. The leader of the dark elves has reached the level of a great magician in dark magic. However, the demon lord is still a terrifying powerhouse that they cannot fight against.
Ling Xuan sacrificed and refined his natal magic weapon, and gained hundreds of years of extra mana. He also relied on his magic power and ice soul to cultivate an ice and snow glazed body. Otherwise, if he practiced slowly, he wouldn't know how long it would take him to have lord-level strength!
In fact, if the dark elves put all their strength into the clan, they may not be able to kill a demon lord, but the loss to the clan would be too great, especially to the giant octopus of the abyss. With Amber Lake as its home court, once it enters the water, there is no way to pursue it.
Ling Xuan stood by the lake, her heart clenched tightly at the honeydew in the distance. About twenty minutes later, she saw a black tentacle suddenly piercing the lake water and shooting towards Ling Xuan. She couldn't help but He exclaimed "ah".
The tentacles that pierced out of the lake were thirty meters long when exposed to the water. The piercing speed was so fast and powerful that it could pierce the chest of the prey with one blow and then be swept into the water after killing it!
The spiritual consciousness emitted by Ling Xuan clearly felt the approach of the underwater abyss octopus, and even visualized the appearance of the devil: the main body is a flesh ball about four meters in diameter, with hundreds of flesh balls growing, each with a Tentacles fifty meters long.
The body moved back to avoid the tentacles, and at the same time, a sword energy of ice and cold light shot out from the fingers. When the tentacles penetrated deeply into the ground like piercing tofu, the white ice light also shot on the tentacles.
"Bang!"
The sword energy only blasted out a bloody hole and failed to penetrate the tentacle, which was only ten centimeters thick. Ling Xuan's face froze slightly. From this, it could be seen that the strength of the tentacle was already higher than that of the rock.
On the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger of the right hand, Shang Yang Sword, Zhong Chong Sword, and Guan Chong Sword, three rays of ice and cold light sword energy suddenly shot out from the acupuncture points at the top of the fingers. A volley of ice beams shot out, and before it could retract the tentacle in the water, a section of it exploded.
The Amber Lake surged violently, and the water stirred into a large whirlpool. A huge black octopus rose from the whirlpool surrounded by water.
The giant octopus in the abyss, a demon lord-level existence, naturally possesses wisdom. Its fleshy ball-like body has two crystal eyes as big as a washbasin. It stares at Ling Xuan with bloodthirsty murderous intent. Hundreds of tentacles are as random as seaweed. Dance.
"Who are you and why are you attacking me!" The octopus spat out a voice.
"boom!"
A thunder pillar with a thickness of one meter suddenly crashed down from the sky hundreds of meters high. The green thunder pillar was also surrounded by clusters of red fireballs. The descending thunder pillar brought up fierce winds and struck the octopus hard.
The thunder pillar exploded and turned into a lightning field. The fireballs surrounding the thunder pillar exploded in all directions like a torrential rain. At this moment, tens of thousands of cubic meters of lake water were evaporated by lightning and flames. The abyssal octopus was even caught in the lightning surge mixed with flames. Among!
Meltina, who was in the distance, took a deep breath and said with a stern expression: "Even high-level thunder magic, which can cause thunder to fall from the sky, is only as powerful as this..."
The jumping arcs and flames dissipated in the water, revealing the form of the abyss octopus, which had become very miserable. More than ten tentacles were hit by the falling thunder pillars and were directly smashed, and more than twenty tentacles were electrocuted into coke.
The abyss octopus, which was covered in smoke, had a frozen expression. As soon as it came out, it was hit by such a fierce magic bombardment!
Before it could roar in anger, three rays of Ice Soul Sword Qi were like laser blasts, exploding a series of bloody wounds on its fleshy body, and frost spread across the wounds.
A strike of the Divine Sky Thunder Talisman, a volley of three swords from the Six-Pulse Ice Sword, and then Ling Xuan used his spiritual consciousness to activate another talisman. I saw black clouds hundreds of meters high filling the void. Amidst the roar, a thick thunder pillar surrounding the fireball exploded from the clouds.
The tentacles of the abyssal octopus are strong enough to penetrate rocks with explosive force, and powerful enough to crack steel plates, but they are still extremely fragile under the impact of thunder. The electric grid and flames formed after the thunder column exploded, blasting all the tentacles into powder.
"Woo!"
The octopus let out a mournful cry. The abyss octopus has only reached the lord level in recent years. Its strength is not as strong as the Fire Wing Balrog, and its body is relatively weak. Its power lies in the attack of hundreds of tentacles and the ability to cast water magic.
As a water element, it was restrained by the thunder element, and the two divine sky thunder talismans brought huge damage to it.
"Puch!"
It was like a river broke, and huge amounts of water spurted out from the mouth of the abyssal octopus. These were not ordinary water flows, but streams of dark ink mixed with black.
Use the devil's talent of spitting ink and combine it with the high-level water magic "Shui He Tian Chong" to form a waterfall-like black water curtain. The water curtain was dozens of meters high and pressed towards Ling Xuan. It was as if the sky was collapsing. It was extremely terrifying!
Ling Xuan opened his mouth to face the compressed water flow, and blew out a stream of black ice air. The surging white cold current froze everything, and the compressed water curtain quickly froze to a standstill. Amidst the freezing sound of crackling sounds, something rose up from the ground. Black ice peaks stand tall.