The Baimai League is such a conference that brings forth the new through the old.
Lu Sheng soon discovered that the inexplicable spells passed down to him by the Great Elder were very similar to the characteristics of many basic spells of the Yuan Demon Sect recorded in the library. If he hadn't read a lot, and his memory had become better due to physical development, he probably wouldn't have discovered it.
While the Great Elder was teaching, he would occasionally take Lu Sheng around the sect. He didn't hesitate to take Lu Sheng to check some hidden places.
He Xiangzi is often by the side, but she doesn't say a word. In fact, she already understood that the teacher had made a choice. So the only thing she did was to silently deal with trivial matters for the teacher and junior.
The three of them spent another two months in this weird atmosphere.
In the past two months, Lu Sheng cooperated with the magic pool, broke through the fifth floor in the first month, entered the sixth floor of Wucaogong, and then quietly broke through the sixth floor at the end of the second month, entered The seventh layer of non-causal power.
At this point, the consumption of Aquarius Qi can't keep up gradually, and when it is promoted to the seventh floor, it consumes about 90% of the Aquarius Qi in an instant.
Lu Sheng reckoned that the eighth level of No-Cause Kung Fu would require more Aquarius Qi. If I don't use Yin Qi to improve, I'm afraid it will hurt the body's origin. And the stimulating strength of the magic energy is not enough.
So his progress also slowed down. And the attention began to shift to exploring the cave of Yuan Mozong.
In some places, the Great Elder took him there, while in other places, he explored slowly by himself.
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The wind was blowing, icy cold.
Between the empty magic pool caves, Lu Sheng walked forward slowly, his eyes kept scanning the magic pool caves of different sizes on both sides.
In the copper basins in front of these magic pools, there are all sticks of incense below the six incense sticks, which means that the concentration is below the level of the six incense sticks.
But that didn't help him. Ever since Lu Sheng knew the way other senior brothers practiced before, he roughly understood how perverted he was.
Although he only practiced in the caves of a small number of magic pools, the concentration of the magic energy attracted by the flesh and blood was far higher than that of other magic pools. As a result, even the five-striped and six-striped magic pools were not as concentrated as he faced.
One must know that at that time, he had pulled all the devilish energy from the river of poisonous mist over, causing the other brothers to have no devilish energy to use. This level is not comparable to ordinary Wuliuxiang and his like.
"According to what the teacher said, then the highest concentration of the Poisonous Mist River Demon Pool in this section should be Qixiang. The level of Qixiang is just this cave..." Lu Sheng quickly found himself purpose.
A cave with seven incense sticks in a copper basin.
Just standing outside the cave, Lu Sheng could feel a strong devilish energy slowly escaping. That kind of concentration is higher than the concentration of magic energy that I bathed my whole body before...
"It's far away..." Lu Sheng sighed expressionlessly. "It feels like it's not as strong as half of the magic energy I bathed in back then. But let's try it first."
This is already the place where the river of poisonous mist is the thickest in this area. If it doesn't work, then it really won't work.
He also has no choice, the previous concentration can no longer meet his current requirements for the progress of secret arts.
The seventh level of the No-Cause Kung Fu requires far more magic energy stimulation than before. If the previous concentration is increased by five or six times, it may be able to barely meet Lu Sheng's needs at this time.
Looking at the entrance of the cave in front of him, Lu Sheng took a deep breath, strode around the copper basin, and stepped into the cave.
call...
There was a rotten smell in the dark cave. There are some messy bone remains scattered on the ground, and it is unknown what creature died here. And it was corroded by the poisonous mist and gave off a stench.
But Lu Sheng didn't care about these, he opened his arms and let his body attract the surrounding devil energy.
He doesn't need any spells to draw him, his own flesh and blood is the best source of attraction. A large amount of dense poisonous mist of magic energy, like a locust that has seen blood, condensed frantically and rushed towards him.
Hiss... ..
A large amount of poisonous fog even formed a wind, because the traction force was too great, and it flowed rapidly, forming a wind of poisonous fog.
They formed vortexes of different sizes, and crazily poured into Lu Sheng's body.
"Well..." Lu Sheng, who had already adapted to this change, only frowned deeply at this moment.
"This concentration is only a little bit stronger than before. It seems that this is the limit of this river of poisonous mist. I need to go to a new section of the river. The magic pool extending there has a higher concentration. It's not suitable for my current progress."
Lu Sheng knew very well that his need for stimulation from devil energy far surpassed that of other disciples.
Other people, such as He Xiangzi, who has the top nine levels of non-causal power, only use five or six incense magic pools. But he was different, his physical body was too strong, so the stimulation he needed was also much stronger.
After standing in the cave for a while, Lu Sheng became impatient. Such a concentration of magic energy is useless to him today.
He slapped it sharply.
puff.
A large wave of demon energy was blown away by the palm wind and was interrupted immediately. Lu Sheng also turned and exited the cave.
After walking out of the cave of the magic pool, he took a last look at the incense in the copper basin, and remembered the locations of other magic pools that the elder had inadvertently mentioned.
"It seems that we can only go there..."
Lu Sheng collected himself, and then walked towards the deeper darkness without hesitation.
The essence of the magic pool is the small holes on the bank of the poisonous mist river. These holes were discovered by the ancestors of the Yuan Demon Sect because of the water mist of the poisonous mist river, and they used these thin poisonous mist to cultivate magic. Secret technique.
This is where the magic pool comes from.
And since these magic pools are just rivers of poisonous mist, steaming water vapor. So how thick and poisonous is the real river of poisonous mist
Lu Sheng wanted to know this very much.
And there is a place in Yuan Mozong's cave, where you can touch the real river of poisonous mist.
Without stopping all the way, he quickly swept forward along the caves of the magic pool, along the winding tunnels, and ran for a distance of about several miles.
Finally, I saw a pitch-black forest of extremely sharp stone pillars in front of me.
The forest of stone pillars is located in a large empty cave, and there is a thick poisonous mist and demonic energy below it, like a sea of clouds, and under the dark sea of clouds, there is the sound of slightly turbulent water.
There was a strong pungent smell in the air.
Lu Sheng didn't look at the stone forest, but searched the stone walls on both sides of the cave. Soon he found his purpose.
Small man-made caves.
There are no signs of copper basins in front of these caves. They are all the caves of the magic pool dug by the great elders when they came to practice.
There is a small amount of water in the river of poisonous mist. Only the top experts in the original school are qualified to practice here.
"It's here... the Bone Burial Stone Forest." Lu Sheng took a breath of air lightly, feeling that even his lungs were burning.
Even in the air here, the concentration of the permeating magic energy is stronger than the concentration he had drawn to practice before.
"It really is a good place." Lu Sheng glanced left and right, and with the help of the light green glowing moss on the ceiling of the cave, the little bit of light allowed him to see the surrounding scenery clearly.
Suddenly, he straightened his body, moved lightly with Ming Xu's stepping skills, and shot out like a cannonball in a blink of an eye.
Snapped.
Using his right foot on a stone pillar, he jumped up again. After leaping for a while, his left foot borrowed the strength of the stone pillar, turned and shot towards a cave in the deepest part of the stone wall.
puff.
Lu Sheng landed lightly in the cave. This small cave was only big enough to hold two or three people. It was pitch black inside, and the ground was covered with pale bones and bone powder, as well as some clothes fragments.
"It should be left behind by the ancestors of the school." Lu Sheng guessed in his heart, feeling the concentration of magic energy in the cave.
It is several times stronger than before, not only can meet his current needs, but even the next few layers, it is probably no problem.
"That's it. It really is a treasure of geomantic omen!" Lu Sheng found a slightly cleaner place, sat down cross-legged, and was about to let go of the resistance of no-caused work, allowing his body to fully accept the stimulation.
Suddenly when he sat down, a hard object hit his buttocks, and he quickly reached out to take a look at the hard object.
With the dim light of the moss, Lu Sheng could barely recognize it as a ring. A very ordinary unremarkable black iron ring.
There are no patterns or decorations on it. It looks like a rough semi-finished product made of a small piece of iron rolled up.
But the moment he got the ring, Lu Sheng was stunned.
"This is...?" He got up again and looked down carefully.
Under him, a dry arm that was almost weathered and hollowed out was lying on the ground. The ring fell from the broken index finger of this arm.
But these are not the fundamental reasons that moved Lu Sheng.
What surprised him was that there was Yin Qi on the ring!
"Although it's not much, it's definitely Yin Qi!" Lu Sheng slowly picked up the ring to observe.
It can be seen that the owner of the ring took good care of this thing during his lifetime. Not only is there no scratch on the surface, but even in today's poisonous fog, it can withstand huge corrosion without breaking. Obviously, some special treatment has been done. .
Lu Sheng repeatedly inspected it several times, and he was sure that it was ordinary black iron. As for why it lasted so long and how it was processed, he was not clear.
"Since this one can find Yin Qi, then we must be able to find other ones." Lu Sheng's heart moved slightly, he simply stood up and began to search in this small hole.
Because of the interference of the poisonous mist, his perception was greatly reduced, and he needed a very close distance to sense the existence of Yin Qi items. That's what the previous ring was like.
So Lu Sheng simply squatted down and reached out to grope on the ground.
After groping for a long time, he really found another thing that contained Yin Qi.
It was a bronze mirror that was only in half.
If there were at least ten units of yin energy in the previous ring, then the content of yin energy in this bronze mirror was even greater. There can be at least dozens of units.
"There are still such gains!" Lu Sheng was overjoyed, "It's really sleepy to give me a pillow. I'm just worried that I can't continue to improve my non-cause skill now. Yin Qi will come to my door soon."
In fact, he can now roughly understand how this Yin Qi was generated.
After making more statistics on the law of its generation, Lu Sheng gradually understood that two conditions are needed for the generation and cohesion of Yin Qi.
First: Yin Qi items need to be extremely obsessed and loved by the owner during his lifetime, and must be beloved.
Second: Before the owner dies, he condenses and pours all his spiritual emotions on the object, and places it on the object.
After these two conditions are met, it is very easy to produce Yin Qi items.
Moreover, the amount of yin energy on the item depends on the strength of the owner and the length of time for the emotional spirit.
"In other words, these two things are the favorite things of the ancestors here." Lu Sheng guessed in his heart.
Today, because he has reached the seventh floor with no cause, he has already developed a certain resistance to the surrounding poisonous fog, so he can control himself not to drag the poisonous fog, so he can sit quietly in the cave.