In the small building, Lu Ye was reading by candlelight.
Hua Ci walked over with a clay pot and knelt beside Lu Ye. She took out a bowl and scooped out some milky white soup from the pot.
An alluring aroma immediately filled the room.
"Drink the soup."
Hua Ci's voice was as gentle as water. She was like a virtuous wife as she placed the bowl filled with milky white soup in front of Lu Ye.
Lu Ye put down the book in his hand and looked at the strange thing that looked like a scorpion tail in the bowl. The corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch.
Ever since Hua Ci arrived, his health had been improving day by day. It had to be said that with a true medical practitioner by his side, his recovery was much faster than if he had done it himself. A few days ago, his body had recovered greatly and his strength had long since been restored.
And all of this was thanks to the medicinal soup that Hua Ci carefully simmered every day …
Not only was this medicinal soup very nutritious, but it also tasted very good. If it weren't for the fact that a large amount of gray smoke rose from Lu Ye's talent tree every time he drank it, Lu Ye might really think that it was simmered with some precious medicinal ingredients.
But in reality, the ingredients for this medicinal soup were all found by Hua Ci in the Forest of a Thousand Poisons.
There were poisonous creatures everywhere in the Forest of a Thousand Poisons. Spiders, toads, scorpions, poisonous snakes, centipedes, and the like … all of them had appeared in the clay pot used to simmer the soup.
The ingredients used to simmer the soup were indeed a little novel, but the effect was really good.
According to Hua Ci, since Lu Ye was immune to poison, she should naturally take care of him with all her abilities.
Lu Ye suspected that this woman was taking revenge on him and wanted to see him make a fool of himself.
Taking the bowl Hua Ci handed over, Lu Ye drank slowly. Hua Ci also filled a bowl for herself and enjoyed it with him.
Suddenly, she turned to look at Hu Po. "Want some?"
Hu Po, who was glaring at them with his tiger eyes, didn't even think about it. He quickly jumped up and jumped out of the window.
Hu Po wasn't afraid of anything. Recently, he had been avoiding Hua Ci whenever he saw her.
"Right, this is for you." Lu Ye suddenly remembered something and took out a bracelet from his storage bag and handed it to Hua Ci.
Hua Ci's beautiful eyes narrowed. "What is it? A token of love? "
"Our Lu family's heirloom has always been passed down to the eldest daughter-in-law!"
Hua Ci took it and put it on her hand. She tried it on for a while and figured out its function. She took it off and handed it back. "You need it more than I do."
This bracelet had the function of concealing one's body and aura. It was the Vanishing Bracelet that Madam Yun had given to Lu Ye.
Lu Ye activated the Concealment Spirit Tattoo in front of her to enhance herself.
Only then did Hua Ci put the Disappearance Bracelet back on her wrist. Recently, she had been constantly hunting Myriad Devil Ridge cultivators, so this thing was indeed useful.
When she killed her enemies, she relied on secretly poisoning them. With the special environment of the Ten Thousand Poison Forest, people would not even know why they died. If she had the Disappearance Bracelet, it would be like adding wings to a tiger.
As for Lu Ye's claim that it was the Lu family's heirloom and had always been passed down to the eldest daughter-in-law, Hua Ci only treated it as a fart.
The two of them quickly finished the pot of medicinal soup. Hua Ci tidied up and left the wooden house. She found a place nearby to cultivate in peace.
As she inhaled and exhaled, the surrounding dark green poisonous fog was absorbed into her body.
Ever since she had completely inherited Ying Shan's inheritance, Hua Ci's cultivation method had become different from ordinary people. Now, she wanted to quickly increase her strength. She did not need much spirit energy, but she needed a lot of poison.
Simply put, the more potent the poison, the more it could increase her strength.
The Ten Thousand Poison Forest was a forbidden area for cultivators, but to Hua Ci, there was no better cultivation environment in the entire Spirit Stream Battlefield.
On the third floor of the small building, Lu Ye flipped open a page and saw a new spirit tattoo. He carefully examined it. His originally indifferent expression immediately became focused, and even his body sat up straight.
The spirit tattoo he had mastered now came from two sources. One was naturally the spirit tattoo on the leaves of the Talent Tree. He could use this type of spirit tattoo as he wished without worrying about the risk of failure. In fact, until now, he had not failed to construct a spirit tattoo. Even for the fire phoenix, he had successfully constructed it on his first try, but the consequences were somewhat serious.
The other source was what he had learned from books.
Compared to the former, the spirit tattoo from this source had a considerable risk of failure. The more complex the spirit tattoo, the greater the risk of failure.
Therefore, when Lu Ye fought with others, he only used the spirit tattoo he had obtained from the Talent Tree. He did not dare to use the spirit tattoo he had learned from books, because any mistake in battle could lead to eternal damnation. He could not bear the consequences of failing to construct a spirit tattoo.
However, the spirit tattoo he had learned was also very useful. For example, he could set it up in a formation and make it work.
Different spirit tattoos had different degrees of complexity. Depending on the number of Yin and Yang required to construct a spirit tattoo, one could actually divide the spirit tattoo into different grades.
However, no one had done so all this time, because no matter what kind of spirit tattoo it was, if used well, it could have a miraculous effect.
Lu Ye himself divided the spirit tattoo into different grades according to the degree of difficulty in his heart.
If there were more than a hundred Yin and Yang Yang required to construct a spirit tattoo, it would be a level one spirit tattoo.
If there were more than two hundred, it would be a level two spirit tattoo …
And so on.
As for the level of the Fire Phoenix spirit rune, it had already exceeded the standard that Lu Ye had planned. This was because there were about a hundred thousand Yin and Yang elements to construct this spirit rune. This was a very terrifying number.
The spiritual tattoos that Lu Ye had mastered so far basically only needed a few hundred Yin and Yang Dual Elements. There were also a few that only needed one or two hundred. However, other than the Fire Phoenix, none of the spiritual tattoos had exceeded a thousand.
Until now, he had seen one in a book.
The construction of this spiritual pattern required close to 3,000 Yin and Yang elements. Without a doubt, it was very difficult to construct this spiritual pattern.
However, Lu Ye's interest was piqued by the book's introduction to the spiritual inscriptions and their various functions.
This spiritual inscription was undoubtedly an extremely powerful spiritual inscription. Although it was useless in battle, if it was used at the right time and place, the effect it could produce was absolutely incredible.
Lu Ye immediately calmed down and began to dismantle the spiritual inscriptions according to Madam Yun's previous teachings.
This was an indispensable process. If one wanted to successfully construct a spiritual inscription, he had to be familiar with its structure first. He had to know how much Yin and Yang elements were needed and how to fit and connect them. If any small detail went wrong, it would be difficult to construct a spiritual inscription.
It was precisely because of this that there were few spiritual tattooists, and most of them only specialized in one field of spiritual inscriptions. For example, the spiritual inscriptions that the formation practitioners usually practiced were suitable for setting up formations. The spiritual inscriptions that the weapon refiners usually practiced were suitable for refining weapons. The spiritual inscriptions that the battle tattooists practiced were suitable for fighting.
It was not that they didn't want to practice more spiritual inscriptions, but that they didn't have the energy and ability to do so.
Perhaps with the improvement of their cultivation and the continuous accumulation of their own knowledge, these spiritual tattooists who specialized in one field could master more spiritual inscriptions. However, the way of spiritual inscriptions was so broad and profound that no one dared to say that he was omnipotent.
Lu Ye was working hard in this direction. It was not that he was arrogant, but that he had a unique condition that no one else had. That was, the Talent Tree.
It took Lu Ye a whole day to dismantle the entire spiritual inscription and familiarize himself with its structure.
The next thing to do was to try to construct it. He took out a jade tablet from his storage bag and urged his spiritual power to construct the spiritual inscription on the jade tablet.
Using the jade tablet to construct the spiritual inscription could make it easier to observe and summarize. At the same time, it could also make the spiritual inscription more stable. In addition, if the construction failed, it would not cause any damage to the body. These were all the benefits that Madam Yun had taught him before.
If he didn't use the jade tablet, once the construction failed, his spiritual power would explode, which would easily pose a threat to him.
Time flew by, and the days passed.
The Forest of a Thousand Poisons was calm. The cultivators of the Myriad Demon Ridge were still surrounding the forest, unwilling to leave easily. No one knew if Lu Yiye would escape this time, there would not be such a good opportunity in the future. Therefore, no matter how impatient the Myriad Demon Ridge was, they could only wait like this.
In the wooden house in the forest, Lu Ye did not forget his own cultivation while familiarizing himself with the spiritual inscription. He took a lot of spiritual pills and opened his spiritual apertures one after another.
When he entered the Forest of a Thousand Poisons, his spiritual apertures had only opened 248 apertures, which was only eight more than when he set off from the Blue Blood Sect's station.
Now that he had been trapped in the Forest of a Thousand Poisons for a month, his spiritual apertures had opened 275 apertures, which was almost one aperture per day.
This speed was enough to leave all the Spirit Stream Realm cultivators in the Nine Provinces in the dust. He had an abundance of spiritual pills and fuel for his Innate Skill Tree. Apart from resting for six to eight hours every day, Lu Ye was almost always in a state of cultivation and reading.
From the looks of it, being trapped in the Forest of a Thousand Poisons was not necessarily a bad thing for him.
Especially after Hua Ci's arrival, Lu Ye had set up a Spirit Gathering Formation in the wooden house and constructed spiritual inscriptions in his spiritual apertures, greatly increasing his cultivation efficiency.
He had not done this before because he was worried that the flow of spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth would put too much of a burden on the formation. If the formation was damaged, Yiyi and Hu Po would definitely be poisoned.
However, with Hua Ci, he did not need to worry about this. Even if the formation was damaged, Hua Ci would be able to cure the poison.
This was the core region, so the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth was still very dense. It was just that without the support of the Pillar of Heaven's Secrets, it was not that exaggerated.
He was only 25 apertures away from reaching the Celestial Eight Realm. Originally, he had planned to kill his way out of the Forest of a Thousand Poisons after reaching the Celestial Eight Realm. However, ever since he saw the spiritual inscription in the book, he had more ideas. Whether he could use it or not would depend on how he operated it.
Lu Ye could now construct the complicated spiritual inscription in the book, but he could not guarantee the success rate for the time being. This kind of thing required continuous practice, so it could not be rushed.
Several days passed quickly. In the wooden house, Lu Ye looked at Hua Ci in shock as she walked in with a jar in her hand. He focused on her spiritual aperture and confirmed that he was not seeing things.
"It's already the seventh day?"
"En, I just broke through today," Hua Ci answered as she passed a bowl of medicinal soup to Lu Ye.
Lu Ye did not dare to believe it.
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