He held Yu Jian with one hand, and instantly copied all the incision scene he had just seen into Yujian.
After finishing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Even with Yan Yun's amazing memory, it is not easy to remember so many complex and fine light patterns at one time.
Yan Yun's heart was slightly fixed, and immediately began to realize the lightning pattern.
When he saw these lightning patterns, he was seventeen and 80 % in his heart, knowing that they were the key to forming a thunderwood.
Yan Yun's sitting was one day and one night, and the whole person motionless like a wood carving.
Suddenly, his eyelids moved slightly, his hands suddenly played, and he suddenly made a sound.
The golden arc ejected from the fingertips, and then it was broken and turned into countless slender electric wires.
Yanyun's words in the mouth of Yanyun, and kept pointers in the void with both hands.
When the wire was meal, it suddenly condensed towards the middle, and then intertwined in the void, forming a strange pattern, which was exactly the same as a lightning pattern in the memory of Yanyun.
Seeing that the pattern was about to take shape, when it was condensed into a special existence like a golden cloth, suddenly a "噗" sounded, the whole cloth burst instantly, and disappeared in the sound of thunder.
Yan Yun took a deep breath, but instead of disappointing expression on his face, his eyes were faintly excited.
At the moment of golden lightning, he sensitively noticed an indescribable force.
However, while he was trying to explore in depth, the interweaving of a wire appeared in a difference, making the previous efforts put them into east.
Yan Yun took a deep breath, rubbed his hands quickly, and a thick golden arc jumped out again, accompanied by a low roar.
The same broken phenomenon occurred again, and countless golden electric wires have sprung up like rain. The number is far exceeding the previous time, showing a spectacular and dense scene.
Driven by Yan Yun's powerful divine thoughts, the electric wire in the air is accurately arranged according to the structure of the thunderwood, and a thunder pattern is gradually formed.
However, this process is extremely difficult. Even with the outstanding consciousness of Yanyun and the fine control of the Ming and Qing dynasties, it has failed many times, and each time is accompanied by explosion.
After trying it seven or eight times, a golden "Jin Pa" finally appeared, suspended in the air, and restlessly.
This slap -sized Jin Pa has an unusually eye -catching lightning pattern in the center, flashing with mysterious glory.
When Jinpa was formed, Yan Yun's face showed a surprise.
As soon as he beckoned lightly, Jin Pa fell down and was caught firmly by him.
Jinpa's touch is soft, the surface is smooth and delicate, and even exceeds the real silk.
Even if it does not rely on Ming and Qingling's eyes, it is difficult to detect any flaws.
Yan Yun studied a brocade carefully, and then his eyes condensed, suddenly throwing it into the air, and at the same time made a decision.
Jinpa turned into a golden light, rising to his head, and after turning around, he emitted a low thunder.
Then, Jinpa began to break, and a sloppy light pattern appeared from the fragments, showing pale golden and transparent.
At the same time, a powerful aura erupted from the lightning lines, and rushed straight into the clouds.
In a mysterious space, Yanyun felt a strong energy fluctuation.
He stared at the mysterious symbols that emerged in the air, full of excitement and expectations.
Although he has not fully stimulated this power, he has felt the strength of his spiritual power, far exceeding the thunderbolt he used to use the evil spirits.
Yan Yun took a deep breath and raised his hand to the air, accompanied by a deafening thunder, those symbols flickered, re -condensed into a brocade, fell into his hands.
Subsequently, he spit out the golden arc again, and used the power of wicked the thunderbolt to start trying to consolidate the second lightning object.
After some efforts, another lightning thing finally appeared. This time, it was no longer a Jinpa, but a golden ball bead with a light lightning light.
Yan Yun carefully compared the differences between the two, and suddenly he realized that a silver flame was sprayed with his mouth.
His hands quickly clamped the tactics, aimed at the flame a little, and suddenly the flames made a crisp sound, and then the "bang" exploded, and countless silver sparks were scattered and splashed.
During the casting process, Yanyun gathered silver sparks and deformed into slender fire through the control of divine thoughts.
However, when the fire was intertwined halfway, they suddenly burst and re -formed a silver fireball.
This phenomenon caused Yanyun's deep thought, and then he transformed the fireball into a firebird, flew back and integrated into his body.
Then, Yan Yun tried to condense the cyan spirit with his own mana, but the result was similar to the previous spiritual fire, and he disappeared when he was halfway through the spell.
In the face of this situation, Yan Yun did not continue to try, but fell into thought.
He observed that although the mysterious power contained in the two pieces of lightning originated from the same source, there was a significant difference in details.
The thunder in Jinpa is stable and pure, while the thunder in the golden beads looks restless, with potential danger.
After some thoughts, Yan Yun speculated that these lightning patterns may be naturally formed. Each pattern has unique functions, similar to the existence of Xianjia truewen.
Mastering the mystery of lightning lines is not a matter of time, it takes a long time to study and practice.
Yan Yun knew this, so he carefully collected two treasures containing lightning in the jade box, and pasted several banned runes to ensure safety.
Then put them in the storage bracelet with an important jade slips.
In the rest of the time, Yanyun chose to keep his eyes closed and adjust his state.
In the early morning of the three days, he opened his eyes, lifted the restraint of the quiet room, and pushed the stone gate out of the outdoors.
According to his habits, as soon as he came out of the stone room, he released the thoughts of God, and instantly swept through the entire temple.
At this time, a harsh man laughed into his ears, and the voice was strange and unpleasant, like breaking gongs.
Yan Yun frowned slightly, but did not stop, but walked directly to the hall.
Before he walked out of the passage, he heard the man's crazy laugh:
"Xu Xianzi, willing to bet, you failed to complete the agreement. Yes, should you promise the little apprentice to ask for a relative."
Yan Yun walked out of the channel calmly, and looked at the situation in the hall with a glance.
I saw four people standing in the lobby, and they seemed to be in a certain confrontation.
In that slightly mysterious scene, a female surnamed Xu stood side by side with Biyan Han Zhuo.
At this moment, the girl named Xu Xiu was pale as paper, and Zhuo Chong's face was extremely ugly.
Opposite them, two people in black robes were standing.
One of the old men with thin faces and triangular eyes, wearing Qingmingjia, showing an extraordinary breath.
The other was short, with sparse yellow hair, and his face was full of numbness, which was a middle -aged dwarf.
At this time, the old man of the triangle was laughing, and the laughter echoed in the space.
"Senior Yan!" As the figure of Yan Yun appeared in the hall, the Big Big man saw him at a glance.
At first, if I got amnesty, I hurried forward and rushed forward and respectfully.
At first sight, the female surnamed Xu appeared at the first sight, and the original pale face suddenly showed a surprise look.
Yan Yun's footsteps were paid, and his thoughts in his heart were full of thoughts, but his face was still calm.
"You're a new swallow friend!"
The old laugch stopped abruptly, and a slight unexpected color was exposed, and his eyes began to look at Yan Yun carefully.
At the same time, Yan Yun quietly released the scanning of God's thoughts, and found that the old man was a monk in the middle of God.
Its realm is one more layer higher than itself, and he can't help raising his eyebrows slightly.
Yan Yun's eyes were slightly cold, and asked the two:
"Who is the two Taoist friends? Why is it noisy here?"
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
Yan Yun's behavior caused the old -fashioned old -eye veteran. Although the other party was not as good as himself, it was unbearable to treat himself with such an attitude.
However, when the old man thought of the identity of the monk of Yan Yun, his anger was instantly suppressed. He introduced himself with a smile:
"The old man Huang Bao is the leader of the 27th team. This time visiting Xu Xianzi, but there are some things to say, Taoist is best not to intervene."
The female surnamed Xu bit her teeth slightly and said coldly:
"I have nothing to say, this matter seems to only have something to do with the expensive apprentice. Suddenly the predecessors have intervened in the matter, don't you feel that it is not fair?"
The old -eyed old man snorted, and the poisonous snake -like eyes stared at the woman.
"How, do Xu Xianzi want to lose contract to the little apprentice? The fairy did not say in advance, the little apprentice could not ask others for help."
"If Daoyou has the ability, he can ask for people as much as possible. Otherwise, don't recruit disasters for your family."
The female surnamed Xu could not help but show up the anger.
An entanglement around the gambling contract quietly.
There is such a past between Xu Xianzi and the dwarf.
The dwarf once asked Xu Xianzi to relatives, and Xu Xianzi had promised himself by virtue of the coldness of his ice crystal sword. If the dwarf can make the magic weapon hard to pick up the ice crystal sword and not be frozen, he is willing to get off this family affairs.
Later, the dwarf did this, but the fairy seemed to regret it, hiding here.
At this time, an old man mentioned in interest that the Xu family Manchu witnessed Xu Xianzi and others gambled.
The intention of words is that someone is unwilling to keep a contract now, and naturally find these witnesses theory.
Xu Xianzi heard this that his complexion became pale, and his eyes turned involuntarily to Yanyun. Although he did not speak, the meaning of pleasure revealed in the eyes was clearly visible.
The green big man on the side also showed helplessness.
Yan Yun frowned slightly, touched his nose, and asked lightly about the so -called gambling contract.
He knew in his heart that if he hadn't thought that the woman surnamed Xu was the descendant of the Bingxiao Fairy, he would not easily ask about it.
After all, in his status, asking about this, to some extent, it means to intervene in the intention.
Seeing this triangular eye, the complexion changed slightly, and then the dwarf eyes turned.
Hey smiled and said in detail the gambling contract with Xu Xianzi.
After hearing it, Yan Yun confirmed to the woman of Xu again.
Xu Xianzi confessed the fact that the magic weapon was passive, otherwise a monk could not take her hit. Although the old man was not spoken, there was a hint of pride in the eyes of the triangle.
The dwarf laughed and pointed out that the ice crystal sword could not seal the reality of the green wave blade, and the woman named Xu was speechless.
Yan Yun asked them to show re -demonstration.
Otherwise, ask them to leave this place, because this is the station of the 56th team.
In the face of Yan Yun's stern tone, the old man agreed, because he was afraid of Yan Yun's monk's identity, and he did not want to really complain when it was not necessary.
The dwarf quickly spit out a green flying knife, hovering in front of him, and a smile on his face. The lighting knife was dazzling, and the light flickered, which seemed extremely extraordinary.
Yan Yun narrowed his eyes, and the blue mang flashed in his pupils, and a sword completely cut off the flying knife.
This green wave blade contains two very different spiritual power, one is weak, and the other is extremely powerful.
Under the gaze of many eyes, although the woman named Xu was so embarrassed, she could only shake her sleeves.
Suddenly, a white light shot out. After circling in the air, it turned into a crystal clear flying sword and suspended above her head.
This flying sword is the magic weapon she has worked hard -Bingjingjian.
In fact, this woman is full of helplessness at this moment.
Even if the green wave blade was secretly handled, as long as she gave her some time.
After incorporating the newly found Wannian Xuanyu into this ice crystal sword, after his power increased greatly, there was no chance to completely froze the green wave blade.
At this time, although the woman named Xu had released a flying sword, she did not dare to act rashly.
Immediately beheaded the green flying knife. She looked at Yan Yun slightly, and her eyes revealed a hint of hesitation.
Yan Yun's gaze slowly swept over the ice crystal sword and the green flying knife. Suddenly, he grabbed the flying sword in the void with one hand.
The woman surnamed Xu only felt that her destiny magic weapon shook sharply, and then she immediately broke away from her control and was taken into the hands of Yanyun.
Yan Yun held his horn tightly with one hand, and the fingers of the other hand gently bounced on the sword body, and immediately sent a long groaning like Fengming.
The sound was pleasant, like the sound of naturalness, echoing in this silent space.
Old triangular eyes witnessed this scene, first froze, and then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
When the monk's cultivation reaches a certain state, it can indeed be able to strengthen the power of its magic weapon with the help of merit.
However, it is not easy to want to enhance the power of the magic weapon of others out of thin air.
Many of them involve the adaptation of spiritual power and the coordination between exercises, which are often difficult to perfectly integrate different forces.
Even if a senior has a strong power for his apprentice's destiny this time.
It was also a coincidence that it was a well -obtained symbol, and it took half a month to harden for half a month to succeed.
The Yan Yun in front of him was just an early monk.
The old man was determined that he would never believe that the other party could bless the special force to the flying sword. (End of this chapter)