Just like before, the pink paper crane gracefully unfurled towards Zuo Mo.
Only when the sky brightened did the other say, "I'm going to sleep." But at this time, Zuo Mo was half tormented. He felt that answering a letter for a night was much more tiring than making dan for a night.
After a while, Zuo Mo's breathing gradually calmed down and his mind became clear.
Pew!
Very quickly, another pink paper crane flew over.
Not every place needed to be infused with spiritual energy!
"Ah, dan -making! This is fun! I haven't played with it before? I only know how to fold paper cranes! "
The moonlight was like water, pouring down and slightly lighting up the mountain valley. Beside Zuo Mo, the grey beaked goose silently stood on the beam of the roof. Beside Zuo Mo's feet, the black gold worm crawled around. After reaching fourth grade, its intelligence had increased greatly and it constantly circled around Zuo Mo.
This question made him sink into deep thought again. He was very familiar with [Little Art of Cloud and Rain] so he could find where he needed ling energy and where he could conserve ling energy. But he was still very unfamiliar with dan -making. To find a way to conserve ling energy, he first had to familiarize himself with the process of dan -making. But if he wanted to familiarize himself with the process of dan -making, it meant that he had to consume large amounts of materials.
The expressionless Zuo Mo grimaced inside. The problem was once again in trouble.
He faintly felt that he had found the crux of the problem. He didn't dare to slack off and started to think from the beginning. [Little Art of Cloud and Rain] was the spell he was most skilled in and most familiar with. He was very familiar with almost every step. Thinking carefully, [Little Art of Cloud and Rain], from the finger motions, to the gathering of the clouds, to the falling rain, the consumption of ling energy for each process was different. There were some places, like the falling rain stage, that didn't consume ling energy at all. It only needed to be guided.
He had always thought that dan -making was a technical job. He hadn't thought it was a physical job. Just a fasting pill was this hard to make. In the future, if it was those high level ling medicines, wouldn't he die from exhaustion?
If the process of dan -making was like casting spells, then there should be many parts that didn't need to consume ling energy. The more he thought, the more reasonable Zuo Mo felt. He also felt how stupid it was for him to put in ling energy so evenly before.
Suddenly, Zuo Mo felt something fly close. couldn't help raising his head to look at the mouth of the valley.
The sound of the rain was very even and continuous. He subconsciously adjusted his spiritual power. He was too familiar with this spell. He did not need to instill spiritual power in every place.
Calm down, you must calm down!
But he didn't have any more crystals.
A pink Little Thousand Crane, in the night, came in spirals.
His mind was clear and untainted.
The burning smell that rose from the alchemy furnace once again filled the entire room.
On the gravestone shrouded in black clouds, Pu Yao raised his head. The corner of his mouth curled up, cold as a blade.
He scooped up a handful of cold water and washed his face. Then he went to the spiritual field. Unlike other spells, making rain was a necessity almost every day. In a daze, he cast [Little Art of Cloud and Rain]. The patter of water sounded in his ears. His mind was in a trance. [Little Art of Cloud and Rain] was the spell he was most familiar with. Even with his eyes closed, he could cast it.
"Alchemy."
Do you only know how to fold cranes? When Zuo Mo saw this, his face instantly darkened. He raised the brush and replied, "Wrong, you also know how to draw explosive seals."
The more he thought about it, the more excited Zuo Mo became. All drowsiness disappeared.
After thinking it over, Zuo Mo felt that he was still too unfamiliar with dan -making. But, if he really familiarized himself with it over and over again, then how many materials would he need? He didn't know if the ten portions of materials in front of him could last until he was familiar with it. But the mission of five fasting pills at the end of the month most likely wouldn't be completed.
"Ye, did you miss me? Hee hee, I really miss ye. "
Useless words, Zuo Mo gave a very direct evaluation. But he still helplessly raised the brush.
He closed his bloody pupil again, silently entering meditation.
The second time he tried, the experience he got was even deeper than the first time. His previous guess wasn't wrong. He was still too unfamiliar with dan -making. When he put in ling energy, he wasted too much ling energy. If his cultivation was zhuji, this fasting pill naturally wouldn't be a problem. Even if he wasted a bit of ling energy, it would be more than enough. But for a ninth level lianqi, if he wasn't careful, he wouldn't have enough ling energy.
"But I'm very virtuous. Hee hee, I just like fireworks. My goal is one hundred and eight chains! "
Was it really just increasing ling energy? That wasn't very realistic. [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation] was just a scripture used to increase the consciousness.
One night, Zuo Mo didn't have the time to think about dan -making. The pink paper crane was like a nightmare that couldn't be shaken off, making Zuo Mo exhausted.
Fireworks … …
Under the guidance of his consciousness, he focused on making minute adjustments to all kinds of spells. He didn't let go of every thread of ling energy. How to increase the effect, how to save ling energy, how to circulate … …
Zuo Mo's fists cracked, squeezing out a sentence from between his teeth: "Ge will endure!"
Returning to the Little West Wind Yard, he didn't even have the mood to eat dinner. After meditating to recover his ling energy, he climbed onto the roof and continued to think about the path of dan -making.
Dazed on the roof, Zuo Mo suddenly reacted. His head instantly felt numb. What dan -making, it was all thrown out of his mind. There was only one thought in his head, damn it, why did this damned woman come?
"This is the person you chose? You only guessed now. Your eyes are still as bad as before. "
He was like a stonemason, modifying his work bit by bit, experimenting bit by bit. What he didn't know was that in his sea of consciousness, the stars had become unprecedentedly bright, abnormally bright in the void. The dancing red sea of fire was strangely motionless. They didn't move at all. Only the glacial river flowed slowly, unaffected.
Thinking of the direction, then what he needed to do next was to find when he needed to put in ling energy, and when he could save ling energy.
After scolding for fifteen minutes, Zuo Mo's throat was dry, and the anger in his heart lessened slightly. Looking at the pink paper still floating motionlessly in front of him, Zuo Mo, who had just been filled with righteous indignation, instantly became dejected. Helplessly, he grabbed the pink paper and jumped down from the roof. He went into the room to find a brush and dipped it in cinnabar.
This method was extremely effective. Zuo Mo was overjoyed!
Forcefully suppressing the devilish impulse in his heart, Zuo Mo spat out a string of extremely vicious curses, "Damned woman! You won't die a good death! You have nothing to do after eating! You're crazy … … "
According to the jade scroll, the entire process would take ten hours.
"Be a lady. Girls, it's not good to fight and kill."
Reality was really cruel. Under the threat of the other's thirty six chain exploding seal formation, Zuo Mo could only swallow his anger and wave the brush.
Maybe, he should study the use of his consciousness. Zuo Mo felt that this was a breakthrough point.
"Don't treat me like this! I'm very hurt. Ye, what have you been busy with recently? "
Thinking about it, his heart suddenly moved. Consciousness, maybe he could use his consciousness to try. After his consciousness became stronger, the biggest feeling he had was that he had become more sensitive to everything in the surroundings. Like some of the higher level jinzhi. Before, when he walked past them, he wouldn't feel anything. But now he could feel the strong danger and danger contained within them.
Threat, intimidation! This definitely was a threat!
Thinking about it, he wasn't weak in the area of ling energy control. [Little Art of Cloud and Rain] required a strong ability to control ling energy. Even though it was strange that he had broken through to the fourth level, but in the area of ling energy control, theoretically, it shouldn't be a big problem.
The use of the consciousness was a problem he had always been puzzled by. Other than being reflected in [Art of Aged Gold], up until now, he didn't know anything about the use of the consciousness. What [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation] cultivated was the consciousness. Increasing ling energy was just a side effect. Ever since he started practicing [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation], the increase in his consciousness far surpassed the increase in his ling energy.
Zuo Mo panted heavily, sweat like a stream flowing down his face. The second time, he still failed! This time, he persevered for a full six hours, but it was all for naught. Opening the cauldron, looking at the burnt dregs inside, Zuo Mo's mood was terrible. But he was as tired as a dead dog right now and could only stare.
It seemed that he had a mountain of treasures on him but didn't know it! Zuo Mo was extremely frustrated. If he had known earlier that he could use his consciousness, he probably could have broken through to the third level earlier.
But today, he didn't just cast the spell, but proactively used his consciousness to feel the entire process of casting.
"Hee hee, I'm actually not very skilled in explosive seals. What I'm skilled in is the thirty six chain exploding seal formation."
West Wind Valley, paper cranes flew in and out.
Looking at the paper paper floating in front of him, Zuo Mo had a strong impulse to kick it out of Wu Kong Mountain with one foot!
One day's time, Zuo Mo spent it all on the ling fields, casting the five spells again.
When ge is strong, see how I take care of you! Zuo Mo gritted his teeth.
Every step, every change in the circulation of ling energy, under the scan of his consciousness, became unprecedentedly clear. He could even feel how the hair-like ling energy flowed.
Supposedly, when Boss took in a new lackey, he would usually give them a show of strength the first time. Oh, was this his cold-faced master's show of strength?
"What is it?"
Wait!
Throwing the brush to one side, he carelessly folded the paper into a paper crane and threw it out the window. Even after the paper crane disappeared into the horizon, the depression in Zuo Mo's heart still couldn't be dispelled.
He thought about it without any sense of reason.
The dazed Zuo Mo suddenly shook. He realized, he had made a very important discovery.
He really couldn't do anything to the owner of the paper crane. He had never thought that people would be so bored. This bored and crazy woman was much stronger than him. If he was displeased, the other would use force to suppress him.
Ling energy flooded into his hands. There was a strange connection between the cloud and his hands.
In other words, he needed to persist for at least ten hours. Compared to the present six hours, the difference was very large. Even though he had the ling vein in the rock room, but the increase of ling energy was a slow process. It seemed that he could only focus on controlling ling energy.
Zuo Mo's forehead was filled with black lines. His fragile mind was once again brutally destroyed.
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