Wuhun Lingzhu starting from Douluo

Chapter 215 Three Arts of Mingyue

"this…"

It was difficult to say a word, and in the end I didn't know what to say.

There was only shock on his face, and he looked in all directions with questions in his mind.

The black that originally shrouded the mountaintop had broken down, and the five faint shadows had become faintly visible.

The two qi of black and white were also suppressed and huddled in a room. If the two of them had not completed the foundation building, I am afraid they would have been affected by this change, resulting in the imperfection of the foundation building for a hundred days.

However, with the elders of the sect around, they would intervene if something like this really happened.

A bright moon rose from the weekend body and slowly floated upward.

Seeing this scene, those uncles who thought they understood began to comment again.

"A bright moon! This is the strange sound of heaven and earth. Although it has that cold brilliance, how can this impression be compared to...yours..."

Halfway through his words, he got stuck in his throat, and everyone stared at the bright moon with their mouths open.

It keeps rising and seems like it can't stop.

After overestimating the mountain, I still didn’t stop.

"Does he want to compete with the bright moon?"

The voice of exclamation rang out!

"Competing with the bright moon? He can't be the reincarnation of True Lord Taiyin, right? But...how can he be a man?"

Elder Song also appeared on a roof at this time, looking at this scene with a shocked face. His eyes became slightly fierce at any time, but returned to the original state in the blink of an eye, leaving only shock.

Behind the largest hall, two people also set their sights here.

Looking at the ever-rising bright moon, a man with black and white energy covering his whole body said with a pity: "I don't have enough stamina, so I can't have both moons shining together!"

"Even so, it is still a very high talent." Another one said with a scarlet aura.

At this moment, the rising moon suddenly stopped.

A crisp sound sounded, and the bright moon was covered with circles of cracks, forming circles of crescents.

Then, it fell at an extremely fast speed and returned to the yard where it was during the weekend.

This scene made some people sigh with relief, and some people sighed with regret.

Elder Song took a deep look at the small courtyard where he was on weekends, then turned and returned to the main hall.

In the courtyard, sitting cross-legged on the stone table on weekends, the breath is long and cold, giving people a looming feeling.

In Zhou Xing's body, the magic power has been woven into a moon disk, which has become the foundation and Taoism.

A faint power rose from the moon disk, condensing into a crescent moon, a second crescent moon, a third crescent moon, a fourth crescent moon...

From the crescent moon like silk thread, to the crescent moon like a scimitar, and finally, the full moon like a jade plate.

The twelve crescent moons, combined together, form a three-dimensional bright moon.

This is the small magical power of [Ming Yue Twelve Fantasy], which has the ability to nourish the soul, defend the soul, and assist in cultivation.

Immediately it will rise up into the sky and enter the depths of the mind, forming a protection for the soul.

Just when the bright moon was just rising upwards, a wave of fluctuation appeared deep within the body and in the origin of the body.

A trace of the moon's power suddenly appeared and kept wandering towards the bright moon.

Weekend's mind is focused, it is the power of the moon in the sun, moon and star spirit beads.

After becoming a god, the power of all the spirit beads has been engraved in life. This body is a part of the weekend, so it naturally has this power.

Although it is contained deep in the blood, it will still be triggered at the right time.

This ray of power rushed into the bright moon at an extremely fast speed, and then caused a slight commotion.

The twelve rounds of the moon are absorbing this power, but unfortunately this small magical power does not draw out enough power of the moon.

Finally, it was absorbed by the three moons, and slowly formed strange runes, which were burned on the bright moon.

Then, the bright moon rises and penetrates deep into the soul.

It exudes a faint light and slowly nourishes the powerful soul.

I opened my eyes suddenly on the weekend and suddenly felt that everything in front of me had changed slightly.

Some things that were previously undetectable and easy to ignore appeared before our eyes.

Slightly stimulating the magic power, a faint wave suddenly enveloped the whole body.

"The difference between a Taoist priest and a Taoist boy is really huge!" Zhou Zhou said with a slight sigh.

After the success of the hundred-day foundation building, the Paper Man Technique and the Earth Qi Corpse Training Technique, which originally had a slight sense of oppression on the weekend's body and mana, immediately disappeared without a trace.

Weekend slightly lowered his eyebrows and felt the two techniques.

These two magic techniques can be said to create monsters and then drive them away.

But even if it is the authentic magic of Xuanmen, demons and ghosts are still demons and ghosts!

There is no evil spirit such as resentment, but the evil intention of the other party cannot be eliminated.

Therefore, the creation of these demons and ghosts will cause pressure on Taoist priests' mana and soul.

If the foundation of mana is not strong enough, it is entirely possible for the foundation to be broken by mastering demons and ghosts beyond one's own limits.

The same is true for the soul. If the soul is not strong enough, it may be counterattacked by demons and monsters.

The weekend's soul is naturally not a problem. No matter how powerful the demons and monsters become, they can't successfully attack him.

After all, after being controlled, the initiative rests with Zhou Zhou. He is a god himself, so his soul is naturally extremely powerful, coupled with the blessings of the two worlds.

Only then did I have this confidence over the weekend.

However, the mana foundation is different. Demons and monsters that far exceed one's own strength or are too numerous may very well damage the mana foundation.

There is no such problem with ordinary spells. As long as you have the ability, you can learn 100 spells without any problem.

"Now I should be able to withstand four armored corpses, or two paper figures with the same strength as the golden armored warriors."

Weekend was feeling the feeling in his body, and he roughly estimated that he had no intention of continuing to practice armored corpses or paper figures on Weekend.

It is enough to have these three, they are enough to continue to become stronger with the training.

Now it's time to practice some magic, like magic.

I just thought of this over the weekend, and suddenly I noticed that the bright moon next to the soul was emitting a faint light, and there were waves of fluctuations in the three strange lines.

Feeling the bright moon, my thoughts moved over the weekend, and a message appeared in my heart.

【Moon Thread】

【Curved Blade of the Moon】

【Disk of the Moon】

"Three... abilities similar to spells?" A trace of surprise flashed through Zhou Zhou's eyes as he sensed them carefully.

"An illusory thread can wrap around the soul, and it can also become tough and wrap around objects."

A lot of abilities came to mind during the weekend, and they are all very convenient powers.

Whether it is binding the opponent's soul or using it as a trap, it is a very good ability.

And because it was born from magical power, it is very convenient to use.

Weekend opened his eyes, turned his head, and looked at the big tree next to him.

With a movement in his heart, silk threads flew out and wrapped around the branches.

With a slight exertion, the branch was bent down.

"The toughness is good, and it can be converted into a soul state and bind the soul!" Weekend nodded with a smile.

Then, a crescent moon flew out, like a sharp scimitar, and cut off branches as thick as an arm with a bang.

"There is almost no stoppage, it is sharp enough, and new energy is formed. It can be reorganized if it is broken into pieces!" Weekend thought of this and nodded with satisfaction.

(End of chapter)