Hua Jieyu was stunned for a moment before she said, "Isn't this a bit too exaggerated? Doesn't that mean you can do whatever you want with all the talents in the world? "
Yang Qingxuan formed a spell with one hand and chanted, "Change!"
His body disappeared and turned into a golden fish. He fell to the ground and swung his tail.
Furthermore, this fish was missing a fin. Under the sunlight, its entire body shone with golden light. It even spat out saliva as if it was very uncomfortable.
The golden fish flopped a few times and turned back into Yang Qingxuan.
Yang Qingxuan said in realization, "So this is the secret of my strange transformation. In Yao Kong's monarch blood, there are memories of the Seventy-two Transformations. These memories will occasionally activate. Plus, I have the blood of the demon monkey and the golden fish, so I can suddenly transform and can't control it."
Hua Jieyu was shocked. "How did you feel when you turned into a fish?"
Yang Qingxuan thought for a while and said, "I'm still me, but I really feel like a fish."
He formed another spell and shouted, "Change!"
He immediately turned into a green bull monster. It was more than seven feet tall and had the head of a bull and the body of a human.
The black horns were like scimitars, and the tips were abnormally sharp. Its body was full of muscles with circles of strange runes that contained extremely domineering brute force. Its eyes shone with green light and were abnormally fierce.
Hua Jieyu shouted, "Green Horn Bull!"
Yang Qingxuan formed another spell, and the bull's body changed. Its aura was instantly retracted. It turned into a hairy face with golden brown monkey fur. It was like a big monkey that stretched its head and shrunk its head, scratching its ears and cheeks.
"Gulp." Hua Jieyu's eyes were filled with shock. She swallowed her saliva and said in a daze, "You can still talk like this?"
The big monkey blinked a few times and said, "Of course."
It jumped up and down for a while and turned back into Yang Qingxuan. It held its chin with one hand and fell into deep thought.
After a while, it said, "I understand now! In the past, I had a strange spirit eye divine ability that would appear unconsciously, allowing me to see a thousand miles. Now that I think about it, it's probably because of the divine ability left behind in the Demon Space Emperor's blood. "
He licked his lips as his eyes flashed with excitement. "How great would it be if I could learn that spirit eye ability as well?"
Hua Jieyu was completely speechless. The Seventy-two Transformations had completely exceeded her understanding and subverted everything she knew. She could only remind Ye Futian, "Yao Dikong was a supreme existence that dominated the entire Middle Ages. His strength was probably on par with the Holy Spirits. It's already a great fortune for you to be able to learn one of his divine abilities. You must not be too greedy. "
Yang Qingxuan chuckled a few times. Being able to survive the Four Saint Spirit Diagrams was already heaven-defying luck, and to be able to obtain the Seventy-two Transformations, he was even more content.
"I wonder how Qiyue is doing now. Who was the person who split open the Four Saint Spirit Diagrams in the end?"
Yang Qingxuan was full of worry. He sighed, "Sigh, let's leave this desert first."
With a stomp, he charged into the air and flew off into the distance.
When he fell into the space-time storm, the last thing he saw was the person who had split open the Four Saint Spiritual Diagrams. He was holding a godly axe and his eyes were green, just like Wu Qiyue's green eyes.
Yang Qingxuan guessed that the person was most likely related to Wu Qiyue, so he felt slightly more at ease. However, it was only his guess after all. He did not know the truth, so he was still worried. He was in a hurry to return to the Heaven Consort Academy.
After flying for half a day, it was still empty ground. The entire desert seemed to be boundless.
The wind was filled with a scorching aura, and it was extremely hard as well. It sliced at him like a knife. Even with his late Jade Marrow body, there were many small wounds on his skin.
Yang Qingxuan was forced to circulate his Spiritual Qi to form a layer of protection, covering him like a veil. Only then was he spared from the pain of the wind.
However, the wind was not only scorching hot, but also filled with a faint, oppressive aura. It seemed to have come from the primordial era. Like the passage of time, it wore down the existence of heaven and earth, causing all things to decay.
This force also caused Yang Qingxuan's Spiritual Qi to be rapidly depleted.
After flying for half a day, he finally could not take it anymore. He descended from the sky and stopped to rest in the desert.
Furthermore, Yang Qingxuan discovered something strange. He had already flown for half a day, but the sun in the sky was still in the middle. It did not deviate at all.
"Is … is there no sunset in this damned place?"
Yang Qingxuan was dazed for a while. He asked, "Brother Jieyu, is there a place on the Xuanye Continent where there is no sunset?"
Hua Jieyu said, "The operations of the 33 Heavens are extremely complicated. There are also many mysterious and terrifying spaces that have their own operating rules. It's difficult to generalize them. However, the strands of aura floating in the air remind me of something. "
He pondered for a while and said seriously, "Desolate Qi."
Yang Qingxuan was shocked and said, "The Desolate Qi needed to cultivate the Art of Void and the Desolate Heaven Manual?"
Hua Jieyu nodded and said, "Yes. That little girl only translated about seventy percent of the two translations of the scriptures that you have. And the cultivation rules of the entire manual are in my mind. "
Yang Qingxuan opened his mouth wide and said gloomily, "So you have it. Why didn't you say so earlier? You made Qiyue work so hard for so long." His tone was full of complaints.
Hua Jieyu chuckled and said, "At that time, you were just trash. When I saw the new generation of Azure Dragon Sacred Spirit being trash, I even had thoughts of dying. How would I have the time to teach you the Art of Void? Furthermore, without the help of Desolate Qi, it was impossible to cultivate it successfully. More importantly, the bodies of the Desolate race are different from us humans. They can directly absorb Desolate Qi for cultivation. As for us humans, once we absorb Desolate Qi into our bodies, it will be difficult for us to survive, much less cultivate. "
Yang Qingxuan said in surprise, "So that's the case. No wonder it has changed so much after a few thousand years. If that's the case, no matter how powerful these two manuals are, they are useless to the human race. "
Just as he finished speaking, his body moved and he was suddenly stunned. He stood in the desert in a daze, as if he had thought of something.
Hua Jieyu chuckled at the same time. Her eyes lit up and she looked eager to give it a try.
Instantly, the two of them thought of the same thing.
Yang Qingxuan felt his throat dry up. He swallowed and said, "Even with the 72 Transformations, to become a Desolate race member, one needs to find the blood essence of the Desolate race to refine it. I'm afraid this race has already perished. "
"Haha." Hua Jieyu laughed and said, "The Desolate race was one of the eight strongest races in the Middle Ages. Now, they have only gone into hiding. There must be some descendants left in these thirty-three planes. Furthermore, there is Desolate Qi in this world, so it is uninhabited. However, it is most suitable for the Desolate race to survive. "
Yang Qingxuan also thought of this possibility and his heart burned with passion.
Hua Jieyu said, "The Art of Void is the strongest cultivation technique of the Desolate race. It is very likely that it has been lost among the descendants of the Desolate race."
Yang Qingxuan said in surprise, "Since it is the strongest cultivation technique of the Desolate race, why is it in Tian Cong Academy?"
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