"Pu, this … … what is this?" Zuo Mo turned his head, stammering as he asked. He had thought of many different results, but the result in front of him wasn't one of them.
In the [Yin Fire Bead Chapter], there were all kinds of strange methods to use the yin fire bead. Before, because he didn't have the yin fire bead, Zuo Mo hadn't practiced seriously. This time, he decided to study it. Very quickly, he picked a method called [Finger Throwing]. It satisfied Zuo Mo's needs: simple finger movements, decent power.
Coming back, Pu Yao returned to the sea of consciousness and sat back on the gravestone, closing his eyes to rest. Zuo Mo felt that it was most likely that this guy had eaten too much and was slowly digesting it.
The yin bead had brought him great danger last time. From this, he knew that this thing couldn't see the light of day and became even more careful.
It was complicated to describe, but it was just the snap of a finger.
The only thing he could rely on was the Water Drop sword. However, he wasn't at ease just relying on the Water Drop sword.
Pu Yao said with a face full of disdain: "A blind cat found a dead mouse."
There wasn't the violent collision he had imagined, there wasn't any light. There was only a light sound like a bubble bursting.
Zuo Mo definitely wouldn't accept such an irresponsible statement from Pu Yao. He took out another yin bead and put in a thread of consciousness. When the yin bead became a crystal bead again, he threw it out.
He grimaced inside. It wasn't hard to cast [Li Water Burning Heavens], but it was limited by his cultivation. If he wasn't careful, he could be wounded. He decided that when he returned, he would study the matter of a life-saving move.
His eyes landed on the yin fire bead.
Pew, the crystal bead hit the ground. With a flash of light, it disappeared. There wasn't even a hole left in the ground.
After this collision, the crystal bead turned into a transparent ball of light. That astounding black yin spike was melted by this ball of light and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The ball of light that had not yet dissipated shot towards the yin fiend. The yin fiend seemed to be paralyzed, motionless and allowed the ball of light to hit its body.
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"Even in death, I can't forget!"
Last time, he had gone through so much trouble to make a yin fire bead. Naturally, he didn't bear to use it. He had never been clear about the power of the Yin Fire Pearl. Ever since he had gone to Dong Fu to forge so many materials, his control of the Stalagmite fire had gone up another level. Adding on the help of the fire formation, he was confident he could forge a relatively complete yin fire bead. However, he'd utterly never thought of this in the past, and only when he encountered danger during this trip to the sword cave did he deeply feel the importance of a life-saving trump card. If he had one or two trump cards at the critical moment, the outcome would be completely different.
It only took him two hours to master the Finger Throwing Technique. Four hours later, he was already very adept at it.
Pu Yao sat on the gravestone and looked coldly at the distant void.
The moment the ball of light disappeared, Zuo Mo's mind was dazed.
Apart from being dazed for a moment, there was no other reaction. Zuo Mo stood dumbstruck.
The Sword Test Conference was full of climaxes. Young experts that made people's eyes light up appeared one after another. The unique vigor of young experts caused this Sword Test Conference to be filled with excitement. The great majority of the young xiuzhe focused on offense and light on defense. It was common to see sparks fly at the Sword Test Conference.
After standing still, he took out the yin fire bead. The cloud-like patterns on the bead were unusually beautiful.
This was just the preliminary Sword Test Conference. More and more young xiuzhe were hurrying towards Dong Fu.
A true sword xiu would have absolute confidence in their flying sword and sword scriptures, like Wei Sheng Shixiong. But this definitely didn't include Zuo Mo. He had never thought that he was a pure sword xiu. There was no basis for this kind of confidence.
How to use formation disks, what effects each formation disk had, the consciousness stab that he had stolen from the yin fiends, etc. Even though he didn't understand the result of using the yin bead to imitate the yin stab, but he knew that this path could be taken. It was just that there were some things that he didn't understand. Other than this, his biggest discovery was that he found that he lacked life-saving measures. The combination of low level moves could create a pretty good amount of power, but there was a precondition. He needed to make a lot of targeted preparations. But if he suddenly encountered danger, he basically didn't have the time to think about how to combine these spells.
In the corner, Pu Yao looked dazedly at the bead and stab colliding.
Zuo Mo opened his eyes, climbing up from the damp and cold floor. He stretched, feeling that his strength had finally recovered. Looking around, the stone room was cold and quiet. Without realizing it, he didn't need to rely on the ling vein in the stone room. This place had become more of a place for him to make dan. One reason was that it was quiet enough to prevent people from disturbing him. The other was that this ling spring was a very good place to make water.
Zuo Mo came to a mountain valley that was rarely visited. This place was more than a hundred kilometers away from Wu Kong Mountain. The ancient trees in the valley reached the sky, giving him the best cover.
In front of the yin fiend was a yin spike that was as black as ink. Once this yin spike formed, Zuo Mo felt a terrifying and dark presence and instantly shivered. Luckily, the "yin spike" on his hand had also finished at the same time. It was strange. The yin bead still maintained the shape of a bead, but the color had changed from grey to the most perfect crystal, transparent and without any impurities.
Finishing, he crossed his legs and sat down, sinking into thought.
He hadn't thought that the yin energy in the yin bead would be so dense. This thread of consciousness was too weak. Zuo Mo wasn't a person that focused on variations. He quickly split off a few more threads of consciousness, merging them into one before burrowing into the yin bead!
The inky black yin spike moved, howling like a baby crying. The yin wind blew!
The transparent crystal bead drew the most ordinary parabola silently, without the slightest sound or power. That inky black yin spike was extremely intimidating. The yin energy in the surroundings seemed to be pulled. The cold wind blew on Zuo Mo's clothes, and made Zuo Mo's heart feel cold. The howling that covered the sky, the coldness that came from everywhere. People with weak minds, under such a presence, wouldn't even have the thought of resisting.
In his sleep, a warm green light appeared on Zuo Mo's chest, turning into a thin stream that spread into his limbs.
The yin fiend's yin spike was activated at the same time.
He had gained a lot from this trip to the sword cave.
One by one, names that he had never heard of before quickly became familiar.
Even though he had followed the yin fiend to forge it, but Zuo Mo didn't have any confidence. He made up his mind and threw out the transparent crystal bead.
A thread of consciousness, condensed like a needle, burrowed into the yin bead.
Holding the Water Drop sword, Zuo Mo, who had prepared to go all out at the first sign of danger, was also stunned where he stood.
"Don't forget!"
The thread of consciousness that had burrowed into the yin bead had come from him. The feeling that came back clashed with the consciousness of his main body, causing this sudden daze.
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The moment the light ball and the yin fiend disappeared at the same time, behind him, Pu Yao's bloody pupil suddenly shrunk but quickly recovered to normal.
Settling into a stance, Zuo Mo threw all the stray thoughts to the back of his mind, focusing all of his attention on the black yin spike.
Pew!
"It wasn't easy to find a yin fiend of a pretty good quality, but you made it disappear." Pu Yao seemed to be slightly disinterested, throwing out a few jingshi. Zuo Mo felt his vision blur and he was back in the stone room.
He had buried himself in this mountain valley to practice [Finger Throwing].
Looking at the lingdan in the ling spring, he dipped the Water Drop sword into the ling spring to slowly nurture. The effect of this method might not be obvious, but it could fundamentally change the quality of the Water Drop sword.
However, it was precisely this light sound that caused the howling that covered the heavens and the earth to stop abruptly, and the ghastly coldness that drilled into the bones suddenly vanished without a trace.
The yin fiend that was hit by the ball of light didn't make a sound. Like a snowman, it melted at an astounding speed, disappearing along with the ball of light. There wasn't a single trace left.
He was very curious. What kind of power would it have if he used Finger Throwing to control the yin fire bead?
Even though it was the first time he had used his consciousness like this, but Zuo Mo's control of his consciousness was much better than this yin fiend. He hadn't made so many materials for nothing. His consciousness was much stronger than the yin fiend to start with. His control was also stronger, but he didn't know how to use it. Inspecting how the yin fiend in front of him used his consciousness, Zuo Mo felt a window paper was easily poked through.
He had personally experienced the power of the seal soldier. It really was a good thing, but this thing needed time to chant the incantation and cast the spell. If he encountered an emergency, he wouldn't have the time to use it.
This … … what was this?
Only [Li Water Burning Heavens], as long as the Water Drop sword was in his hand, he could use it at any time.
After a while, Zuo Mo refocused and stared dazedly at the empty ground.
Returning to the familiar stone room, Zuo Mo finally felt deathly tired. In a day, his mind had been highly tense, especially the yin fiend he had encountered at the end. His mental energy had been greatly used up. He didn't care about the dampness and coldness of the stone floor in the stone room, falling asleep.
Only now did he find that the move he trusted the most was still [Li Water Burning Heavens]. Pu Yao had said that the yin fire bead was extremely powerful, but he had never used it before. In the process of making that yin fire bead, he had almost given up halfway. Zuo Mo didn't know if its power would be reduced because of that.
Other than that, that seal soldier could only be used once, and it required a long time to activate. That meant it wasn't suited for emergency use.
Was it really a blind cat finding a dead mouse? Zuo Mo didn't quite believe it. Or maybe this thing was only useful against yin fiends?
Feeling it was about right, he stopped practicing.
His consciousness burrowing into the yin bead, Zuo Mo instantly felt an astounding change!
"Ha ha!" Pu Yao roared with laughter.
Seeing such a terrifying presence, Zuo Mo felt even more uncertain. His right hand holding the Water Drop sword, he forced himself to calm down. He decided that if the situation wasn't good, even at the risk of being wounded, he would immediately use Li Water Burning Heavens! Just now, he had reversed the flow of ling energy and his channels were already wounded. If he used Li Water Burning Heavens, his wounds would definitely worsen. However, he didn't have many other choices.
He seemed to be situated in a grey and blurry world. Around his body, it was all extremely thick yin energy. It was cold and slightly strange.
[Finger Throwing] wasn't complex. It was made up of five finger motions. It was just that the circulation of ling energy was slightly complex. Luckily, even though Zuo Mo's cultivation was limited, his control of ling energy was outstanding. This level of difficulty was just a small problem for him.
Zuo Mo's mind was dazed. Only when he felt a hard feeling under his feet did he suddenly wake up!
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