Big brother is as beautiful as scum [Transmigration Book]

The deeper you go into the gray mist, the more you can feel a kind of coercion, oppressing your nerves.

This space is not as big as Jing Li imagined. Along the way, he didn't see anything except the mist. Jing Li looked around, and finally set his gaze not far ahead.

There, there is a faint outline, shrouded in mist.

Jing Li walked over slowly, and when he got closer, he realized that it was a towering stone monument.

The stone tablet is about ten feet high, and the surface of the tablet is simple and full of vicissitudes. At first glance, there is nothing strange about it.

Jing Li stared at the stone tablet in front of him, hesitated for a while, then stretched out his hand, and lightly touched the surface of the tablet with his fingertips.

"!—"

The moment his fingertips touched the stele, Jing Li suddenly felt a subtle mental wave.

A faint blue ripple appeared from under the fingertips, and spread out in a circle, covering the entire stone tablet in a short time.

Jing Li's gaze closely followed these ripples. When the whole stone tablet was dyed blue, something seemed to explode in his mind at the same time, brilliant like fireworks. Immediately, the humming sound continued in the sea of ​​consciousness. , cannot be blocked.

The palm that was hanging by the side suddenly covered the center of the eyebrows, but the ripples on the stone tablet seemed to be imprinted on the bottom of the eyes. Even though the eyes were closed, the lines were clearly visible.

And the spread didn't stop.

The blue lines stretched out tirelessly, without knowing where it would end.

The buzzing sound in the sea of ​​consciousness reached a critical point, and finally exploded directly, and returned to silence.

Jing Li opened his eyes and removed the hand covering his forehead.

The stone tablet in front of him is still there, but in mid-air, there is a large piece of mysterious trajectory. Among those trajectory, there are many golden runes, which seem to be some kind of cultivation technique.

"...the secrets of the primordial spirit attack."

Jing Li stared blankly at those floating golden characters, his eyes could not restrain the color of joy.

Although it was a bit regretful not to see Jiuyou Minghuo, all the regrets completely disappeared after seeing this soul attack secret book.

For a monk, the most vulnerable part of his body is not his body, but his soul.

If the physical body is damaged, in the realm of comprehension, a bottle of elixir can often be used to restore it; but if the soul is damaged, unless there are some specific rare elixir, otherwise, it is wishful thinking to recover , will suffer from it forever.

The subtlety of Yuanshen's attack is that as long as the attacking person's Yuanshen is strong enough, even if the opponent's cultivation level is much higher than his own, he can succeed.That is to say, Yuanshen attack ignores the limit of realm, as long as your Yuanshen is strong enough.

Jing Li didn't dare to say how powerful his primordial spirit was, but if he learned this, it would definitely be a good move to save his life in the future, not to mention that after this secret attack technique, there is also a method of nourishing the primordial spirit.

For Jing Li, it couldn't be more practical - he's only at the late stage of foundation establishment, and if he looks at the cultivation world, it's not enough for him at all.

Yuan mysterious book is rare, but this secret book, just by looking at it, it is not a big deal.

Jing Li opened his eyes wide, and after memorizing all the runes in mid-air without missing a word, he sat cross-legged on the spot, and began to comprehend and consolidate the contents of the secret book.

……

Jing Li's expression was focused, several gusts of wind rose from the ground, and the long hair that fell loose was slightly raised upwards, and there was a hazy halo between the ends of the hair, which flowed slowly.

I don't know how long it took, Jing Li made seals with both hands, and moved his fingers together. In just a short moment, he pinched out countless hand formulas, stretched out his fingers from the center of his eyebrows, and pulled out a thin silk thread, which turned into a small silk thread in front of him. Group of light blue light group.

Jing Li grabbed it in his palm and opened his eyes.

"...After spending so much effort, I can only condense such a small ball now."

Jing Li pondered for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at the runes that were still floating in mid-air, and when he raised his hand, several faint blue trails wrapped in golden runes flew down, half of them entered the center of his eyebrows, and half of them fell on the light in front of him. in the group.

The light group was restrained by those tracks and struggled violently. After a while, it gradually calmed down and stopped trembling.

Since there is only such a small group of primordial spirits that can be pulled out so far, how to maximize its effect made Jing Li very distressed.

After thinking about it, it was finally refined into a two-inch long and short needle.

This is also the inspiration I found from what I have read before, but when it comes to mental attacks and the like, it is usually some kind of thorn or some kind of shuttle, but his light group is too small, so I can only make do with refining a needle .

Even though this needle is not big, the effect will definitely not be that bad. If one is pricked like this without any precautions, it will be a tragedy for the Jindan cultivator.

After refining this fine needle, Jing Li's face was almost as white as his hair.

After finally refining it, the spiritual power in his body is running out.

At the same time, the runes in mid-air also gradually dimmed, and finally, returned to the stone tablet, and there was no more movement.

Just as Jing Li was about to stand up, he suddenly heard a sound of collapse in his ears, raised his head, and saw this gray space began to shatter and collapse like an eggshell.

Not long after, the stone tablet was submerged, Jing Li only felt a blackness in front of his eyes, a sense of dizziness, and a lightness under his feet.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already on a lawn.

Jing Li was stunned, wondering where he was teleported this time, when he suddenly heard a sound of breaking through the air above his head, subconsciously raised his face and looked up to the sky, a streak of golden light passed quickly, leaving only a streak of light in the air. Long silhouette.

Obviously, it was a certain monk passing by with his sword.

...This is, it came out?

Jing Li stood in the same place, and for a while, he couldn't recover, and came out of the place of inheritance like this?

Apart from not knowing why here, what Jing Li is worried about now is where should he go to find Cang Qi, or in other words, whether Cang Qi has come out of the inheritance now.

He struggled with bitterness and hatred for a long time, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered the sign, and hurriedly took it out to have a look, but the square sign turned into a pair of powder the moment it came into contact with the sun. Jing Li slipped between his fingers.

Jing Li: "..."

What a hatred, do you want to be so environmentally friendly, will you die if you stay a little longer...

Although he felt that the possibility of two people being teleported to the same place by this kind of random teleportation was very slim, Jing Li still waited in place for a day.

Within a day, except for the monk who passed by at the beginning, Jing Li didn't see anyone else. Finally, Jing Li gave up and decided to go to the surrounding area to find out where he was.

In the depths of the earth, hot magma slowly flows, and from time to time, bubbles emerge from the surface of the magma, and after a while, they burst with a crackling sound.

In the crypt, magma burst out from time to time, and the fiery red magma fell to the surface with a hissing sound, scalding white smoke.

A black figure stood out in the red magma. The surrounding heat made him feel hot all over. His whole body was already wet with sweat, and soon evaporated by the high temperature, causing his body to burn. The material of the clothes is tightly attached to the skin, which is quite uncomfortable.

The sharp eyes seemed to be real, fixedly staring at the depths of the constantly tumbling magma, a dark light flashed in the dark eyes, as if penetrating through the churning hot magma, and saw the secret hidden under this crimson sea .

The originally magnetic voice was hoarse due to lack of water, and he laughed lowly.

"So it's here... Nine Nether Fires..."

Standing in front of the city gate, Jing Li looked at the three powerful characters of Jiangling City on the gate, and suddenly a hundred grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart.

The Nightmare Forest is located in the north of Qiyang City, which is located on the border of the Western Regions of Tangling Prefecture, and the location of Jiangling City is already close to the central part of Dongling Prefecture.

In other words, when he came out of the inheritance, he directly crossed half of Dongling State.

The journey back to Jiuhuazong was artificially shortened by half.

After getting the inheritance, it is inevitable that the heirs will be besieged by other people and deliberately set up to randomly teleport the people inside out of the place of inheritance. To be honest, it is indeed very considerate and thoughtful.

But Jing Li said that he was not happy at all, he came out directly to the central part of Dongling Prefecture, if Cang Qi came out in the south or east, wouldn't it be a complete tragedy for him!

Wrestling, ever since he came to the world of comprehension, he felt that he was running wildly on the road of negative character value...

"Huh? Brother Jing?"

A surprised voice came from behind.

Jing Li's white hair was very eye-catching, and Shang Lu recognized it from the crowd at a glance, and subconsciously said hello, and when the other party turned his face, he saw a Cannian face.

Shang Lu: "...What happened to Senior Brother Jing?" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he saw Jing Li alone, and asked subconsciously, "Why didn't you see Senior Brother?"

After finishing speaking, he found that the delicate face was filled with more and more remnants.

Shang Lu: "..." He seemed to understand why Senior Brother Jing was in a bad mood at the moment.

Inside the hotel——

Jing Li rested his chin in one hand and looked downstairs with a sullen expression on his face.

It would be great if it was in the game, just send a secret chat to Cang Qi, and you can get in touch in an instant, but it is just this cultivation world where there is no secret chat or mobile phone, it is really troublesome to find someone.

Shang Lu lowered his head and fiddled with the messenger talisman in his hand, and after a while, raised his head and said. "Senior brother Jing, don't worry, I have already sent a message to the senior brother, telling the senior brother that we are in Jiangling City, if the senior brother sees it, he will definitely come over."

Jing Li turned his face away when he heard the words, and stared at the communication talisman in Shang Lu's hand, with a strange expression on his face. "Messaging talisman?" He almost forgot that there is actually a "chat" tool in the realm of comprehension.

Shanglu nodded, "Yes." After a pause, he said a little embarrassedly, "However, my cultivation base is not enough. If the elder brother is too far away, I'm afraid I won't be able to receive it so soon..."

Using the communication talisman to communicate, as long as the two parties enter each other's breath in a pair of jade cards, the communication distance depends on the cultivation of both parties, but Jing Li's attention is not on Shanglu's cultivation level at all at the moment, "...why you Will there be his messenger?"

Shang Lu paused with a smile on his face, "...En?" Why can't he have...

Jing Li frowned, a gloomy look flashed across his face, "I don't even have..." Why does Shanglu have Cangqi's messenger talisman, but his fellow disciple doesn't?

"...Brother Jing, you and senior brother are together all day, so it's useless to ask for this."