Enter the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Qi suppressed the unconscious monk casually, and then used the Heart Demon Curse to taint him. Then, relying on the Heart Demon Curse memory, he manipulated his virtual form to retrieve the other party's soul without using mana, and then followed the natural connection between the souls to find the soul power that the other party had separated from the body.

This is the means used by the ancient sect to control disciples, the soul lamp.

Separate a wisp of soul and light the soul lamp. As long as the disciple has a rebellious heart, the sect can use the soul lamp to kill him in the air.

Wang Qi relied on the Heart Demon Curse to go against this connection and eroded the soul lamp of the disciple of the Heavenly Book Tower.

After putting the other party into his pocket for people, Wang Qi put on the robe of the Heavenly Book Tower disciple and took out the tokens, books and other magic tools on the other party. Among these magic tools, tokens are usually symbols of identity, used for enemy identification, etc., while books are representatives of the Heavenly Book Tower, and it is hard to guarantee that there is anything special about them. Wang Qi used the Supreme Heart Demon Mantra to corrode these instruments. In a flash, he understood the entire structure of these instruments and their functions.

"This disciple is called Zhou Zejing..." Wang Qi nodded, then looked around: "An outer disciple of Tianying Academy. Not bad."

Outer disciples mean a certain degree of freedom. They are not like ordinary chores who have to work all the time, and are supervised by supervisors and stewards. They are also not like inner disciples who have some teachers paying attention to them.

Although he looks nothing like Zhou Zejing. However, in this huge Tianshu Building, with hundreds of thousands or millions of people, how can anyone remember the names and appearances of these disciples one by one?

As long as Wang Qi deliberately avoids the areas near Yingtian Academy where identity verification is required, he can walk without hindrance.

What's more, he has just used the Heart Demon Mantra to quietly distort the verification system with the soul lamp as the core. In the eyes of those formations and instruments in Tianshu Building, he is Zhou Zejing.

Wang Qi shook his clothes, then sensed the surroundings a little, and took the initiative to remove all disguises.

He probably sensed the location of the two fusion-stage cultivators in the Tianshu Building. According to the intelligence, there should be another fusion-stage cultivator in the Tianshu Building, but it seems that he should have been pulled out by the Holy Emperor to do an inspection.

He now just needs to spend some time to find out the area where the undercover is located.

Wang Qi walked quickly towards the Bronze Bell Academy, one of the seven academies in the Tianshu Building.

Bronze Bell Academy, "Bronze Bell" sounds similar to "same" and "middle", advocating sameness and moderation. The academy originally had a bronze bell magic weapon as a suppression and inheritance object, but that bell was thrown on the mainland when the Holy Emperor moved to Linghuang Island that year, and is now in the Xianmeng's Xiancheng Guard Room [Museum].

There are many such things. Many magic weapons are not easy to carry. At the end of the ancient and modern war, when the entire ancient magic cultivators evacuated the mainland, they fell into Shenzhou. Then, most of those instruments were not suitable for modern practitioners, so the modern immortals only picked up some with historical and cultural value and collected them.

The current Bronze Bell Academy is only slightly smaller than its old appearance on the mainland. And at its entrance, there is an empty bell stand, as if to remind future generations not to forget the great shame of the sect.

Wang Qi bypassed this historically significant bell stand and walked into the Bronze Bell Academy. After entering, a strange sense of heaviness came over him. The ground of this academy was actually cast in cooked copper and mixed with spiritual iron. The ground here was still trembling slightly, as if there were still voices of saints.

Most of the cultivators here practiced the Gold Element Method. However, the Gold Element Method of the Heavenly Book Building was not like that of other schools, which sought profit and speed, but took the heavy and timeless meaning of metal. Many cultivators held the bamboo slips connected by copper pieces in their hands and recited the spells on them.

The atmosphere of the Heavenly Book Building was relatively open among the ancient methods, and many spells were free. Wang Qi walked naturally into the depths of the Tongzhong Academy, walked to an open bookshelf, and took a scroll of magic.

This is a method of refining treasures that teaches people how to pick up Gengjin tools and turn them into heavy broadswords. It is the entry way for tool cultivation in the ancient method.

Wang Qi glanced at it, memorized its content, and then divided part of his mind to analyze it. Then, he held the scroll and walked slowly.

At this time, the bustling scene in the main hall of Tongzhong Academy attracted his attention.

Countless low-level cultivators were sitting upright in the school. In front of them was a small low table. On the small low table, there was a hard-hair spiritual pen and a black tortoise inkstone. In the inkstone, there was pure black ink. However, there was no paper in front of these disciples. Instead, there was a small square white board that was one inch thick. The disciples of the Tianshu Building gathered their energy, dipped their ink, and then wrote on the white board. Their spiritual power and mental strength were completely integrated with the small brush, outlining many talismans. Then, a whiteboard was quickly filled. The disciples shook the whiteboard, and the words on the whiteboard quickly turned into ink dragons, flew up to the beams, circled the beams three times, and then disappeared.

After watching for a while, Wang Qi saw a little trick. If the ink marks turned into ink dragons and could circle the beams three times, it means that the talisman is qualified. On the contrary, if it collapsed before circling the beams three times, it means that the talisman is not stable enough.

"It's used to train disciples to draw talismans." Zhen Chanzi hummed twice: "The idea is not bad, it can save a lot of spiritual paper and ink. It seems that Tianshulou has also been suppressed by the current method to come up with something."

Drawing symbols is not enough and the graphics are done. The most basic thing is to draw a talisman by constantly sensing the changes in spiritual power in the spiritual ink and solidifying the mechanism of the spell. Therefore, even if you practice drawing talismans, you must consume a lot of spiritual paper and spiritual ink.

In the eyes of Zhen Chanzi, those spiritual inks are just ordinary smoke and ink plus mana that is as solid as substance. The whiteboard is obviously a reusable instrument for drawing symbols.

At first glance, you can tell that this is an invention that was created due to lack of resources.

Wang Qi shook his head: "That's not necessarily the case. Maybe this guy has another purpose."

"I can see it too." Zhen Shanzi sneered: "It's a good idea."

Drawing talismans is also quite energy-consuming. The spiritual consciousness is wrapped around the tip of the pen, and the spirit is always sensing the various changes in the spiritual paper and spiritual ink. A monk in the Qi training stage can only draw a few talismans a day.

Of course, high-level monks can condense countless talismans with just a thought, but even if it is just "a thought", it is "save what you can."

The monk who arranged the whiteboard and the spiritual ink was clearly using these low-level disciples to condense the Dharma Seal script at all times.

"This should be a method used by a monk in the integration stage to break the situation?" Wang Qi guessed: "He needs so many monks' condensed seals. Is he trying to refine a magic weapon?"

A low-level monk can only provide very limited spells in one day. However, there are thousands of low-level monks here, and they are constantly spending their energy to help those who arrange this set of tools condense the seal script.

Even if a single thought of a monk in the integration stage can be worth the labor of thousands of monks in a day, he can't do nothing every day, just condense the magic seals and refining magic weapons. He still needs to practice himself.

"In my time, Tianshu Tower did not have such means." Zhen Chanzi guessed: "Although the Holy Emperor suppressed the development of ancient magic and immortality, from the perspective of magic, practice, and means, Linghuang Island's The ancient monks have improved a lot compared to ten thousand years ago. This feeling was not obvious in the small and marginalized sects of Luochen Sword Palace and Ruyi Dao Sect, but it is obvious to this kind of dog leg who is close to the Emperor's Splitting Heaven. It’s easy to see.”

Wang Qi nodded. He was not very surprised by this technique. For Jinfaxiandao, this kind of work involving multiple people is simply normal.

This method of multiple people refining the same magic weapon is not unusual. The Fantasyland of Ten Thousand Immortals is a typical example. The more people use Ten Thousand Immortals Illusion, the more consonances circulate in Ten Thousand Immortals Illusion, the more terminals there are, and the more powerful Ten Thousand Immortals Illusion itself becomes.

It is the illusion of worshiping and refining Ten Thousand Immortals that has been practiced for hundreds of years in Shenzhou. This thing, which is regarded as the basis of the Immortal Alliance, can change from the original subsidiary function of the Ten Thousand Immortals True Mirror to one covering half of the solar system. Miracle illusion.

Wang Qi's Wanxiang hexagram and the simplified Qiankun hexagram also exist for this purpose.

This is the kind of method that "the more beneficiaries there are, the stronger the law itself will be."

At this time, several more foundation-building monks could no longer hold on. A monk in the Dan-formation stage looked around and showed a gentle smile: "Is there any junior brother who is willing to give it a try?"

Many monks rushed over. Wang Qi guessed that this monk in the alchemy stage was probably a lecturer who publicly taught the method of talisman and seal script. For these monks, the teachings from monks in the alchemy stage are rare. Wang Qi was a little curious. He was very concerned about what talismans those monks were writing, so he squeezed past. However, his attainments in martial arts far exceed anyone here, and he is also extremely proficient in concepts such as space and movement. In just a few steps, he naturally occupied a table. When the monk in the alchemy stage started to explain the talisman seal script, he started to look through the samples of the monks who had drawn the talisman before.

"Two sets of basic Yunzhuan, and then there is one that is unique to Tianshulou... Well, it should be related to the method of innate holy virtue, but it is incomplete. There is also a more complicated one, with traces of originality in the style, which should be The little guy behind the scenes spreads it himself to fill in the gaps in a certain magic weapon or to mediate conflicts between different methods. However, I don’t know what the other party is doing now, so it’s difficult to infer the other party’s real purpose.”

In this regard, Wang Qi is far less professional than Zhen Chanzi. Therefore, he directly handed it over to Zhen Shanzi for identification.

After listening to Zhen Shanzi's judgment, Wang Qi nodded thoughtfully: "Well, that's enough."

In order not to make himself too conspicuous, Wang Qi patiently listened to the monk in the alchemy stage talking about talismans for a long time. (To be continued ~^~)