Chapter 676
He looked at Mo Ling, waiting for the other party to continue speaking.
“The way of the spirit pattern, the third-rank profound master has just really started, why do you say that? Because the third-rank profound master will open up the profound palace, transform the invisible spiritual power into tangible soul power, and condense the soul seal with the profound palace.”
Mo Ling’s clear and sweet voice, like the cold spring water of a mountain stream, whispered.
Lin Yun pondered for a moment and pointed out the key, “What does this have to do with my drawing of the fire feather pattern.”
“Drawing a third-rank spirit pattern, you can think of it as a ritual, a ritual that converts spiritual power into soul power. This ritual is like breaking a cocoon into a butterfly, rebirth from the fire. It’s just that the process is quite painful, and it’s slightly different. Shen will die in the cocoon. In Tianfu Academy, there are quite a lot of second-ranked profound masters, but third-ranked profound masters are few and pitiful. That’s why.”
After a pause, Mo Ling whispered: “Generally speaking, the simpler third-rank spirit patterns are chosen to complete this ritual.”
Lin Yun looked up, and muttered: “Choose different levels of third-rank spirit patterns and condensed soul marks. I’m afraid they are of different qualities. Just like cultivation, different levels of cultivation methods, promotion to the purple palace, there must be strengths and weaknesses. Minute.”
Mo Ling raised his brows. It was the first time he heard this statement. He smiled and said, “You think so, although it’s not all right, it’s not much different. You take a day off, how to make a decision, and I will come to you tomorrow.”
“Sister, let me try again.”
Lin Yun looked calm and looked at Mo Ling.
“Are you sure? There are only three opportunities to be promoted to a third-ranked profound master. Once all of them fail, you will not be able to be promoted to a third-ranked profound master for life.”
Mo Ling looked at him solemnly, not agreeing.
Lin Yun nodded and said: “I’m sure.”
Mo Ling, who had always been decisive, saw the look in Lin Yun’s eyes, and he hesitated for a while.
After a while, he promised to give him a try after all.
I don’t know why, or in Mo Ling’s opinion, Lin Yun can indeed perform miracles. Because of him, there are indeed many disciples in the academy, but none of them are confident or tenacious.
After half an hour, Lin Yun, who had finished adjusting his breath, opened his eyes.
His face was quite rosy, and the loss of energy and spirit had recovered seven or eight, not as pale and scary as before.
Breathing out a long white breath, Lin Yun slowly got up and started writing again.
His expression was rather solemn. Although he had failed for the first time, he was extremely confident in drawing the third-rank spiritual pattern this time.
After his mind calmed down, the spirit pattern pen in Lin Yun’s hand slowly moved.
Hum!
The majestic mental energy accumulated in his mind slowly moved, and his eyes flickered. The pain he experienced before showed up again, Lin Yun gritted his teeth and persisted calmly.
The spirit pattern pen in his hand kept drawing the spirit pattern.
With the appearance of the fire feather pattern a little bit, the mental power in the mind gradually gathered together in a scattered state.
After a while, these floating mental powers condensed into a whirlpool.
boom!
When the vortex condensed and formed, Lin Yun shuddered all over, and the pain spread to his limbs and limbs, and the pain seemed to be not his own.
Breaking the cocoon into a butterfly, I am afraid that it will be a real butterfly breaking out of the cocoon, which is a hundred times more painful than this.
There was joy in Lin Yun’s eyes, and his spiritual power converged into a whirlpool. This was an experience he had never had before.
In other words, he has improved a lot from the first time, and he has cheered up and continued to support him.
Prototype of Xuan Gong?
Mo Ling, who was not far away, suddenly flashed a look of surprise in his eyes, and he made rapid progress.
The speed of the whirlpool’s rotation, fast and slow, is very strange. But in the seemingly weird rotation, there are still rules to follow, and there is a very mysterious rhythm faintly.
boom!
Suddenly, Lin Yun’s eyes went dark, and the fire feather patterns he drew under the spirit patterns in the scroll became blurred little by little.
Lin Yun only felt that the world was spinning, and his consciousness gradually became a little fuzzy, and the pain caused by the rotation of the spiritual vortex was really beyond imagination.
Damn it, are you going to fail?
The hand holding the spirit pattern pen trembled and the traces of the pen dazzled.
Puff!
The veins of the fire feather pattern were a little messy, and then they gradually fell apart, and Lin Yun vomited a bit of blood, sprinkling it all on the blank scroll.
“It’s going to go away, Lin Yun, stop quickly!”
Looking at the unformed fire feather pattern in the picture scroll, it gradually loosened, Mo Ling’s expression mutinous, and quickly shouted.
While speaking, the silver iron fan in his hand turned into a flash of light, flew towards Lin Yun’s spirit pattern pen, wanting to forcibly interrupt it.
“Condensation!”
But just when the silver iron fan was about to fly, Lin Yun’s eyes opened in anger, blood seeping out, and he manipulated the spirit pattern pen in his hand to make a fierce shout.
The mental vortex condensed in his mind was continuously compressed for a while, and it was faintly condensed to the limit he could bear. A wave of tyrannical mental fluctuations radiated from Lin Yun’s body, and the air vibrated for a while, spreading out like ripples.
clang!
The silver iron fan that flew was instantly bounced back, and Mo Ling beckoned to hold the silver fan tightly. Looking at Lin Yun, whose face was pale and the corners of his eyes were stained with blood, he whispered softly, “This guy is too cruel…”
His heart was deeply shocked, and for a while he forgot to continue to stop him.
The silver iron fan that flew out did not have any effect on Lin Yun, and his pale face was more solemn than ever.
He had reached the most critical moment of opening up the profound palace and promoting the third rank profound master, and he could no longer stop.
The blood stains overflowing from the corners of his eyes and nostrils made this young man look very embarrassed, but his dark eyes were shining with a hot light, insisting on persisting.
Hum! Hum!
The majestic mental power has been compressed to its limit, and the whole mind is buzzing, like a sword. The ears were also buzzing, almost unable to hear any sound, and the whole body trembled constantly.
Only succeed, not fail!
“Condensation!”
Another burst of shout came from Lin Yun’s slightly purplish lips, and waves of forceful mental fluctuations radiated from his mind.
Rumble!
Those fluctuations caused this small courtyard to tremble.
“How can this guy’s accumulated mental power be so huge…”
Looking at the sky vision, Mo Ling’s expression on the side changed slightly, and the movement was no less than the vision when she was promoted to the third rank profound master.
Don’t underestimate it, it’s just on par with Mo Ling.
You must know that Mo Ling spends almost all of her time on spiritual pattern attainments, and now her spiritual pattern attainments. Looking at the entire Tianfu Academy, except for a few elders, no one is better than her.
His natural talent, peeing began to accumulate, but it was not comparable to a swordsman like Lin Yun who was a monk.
However, this vision in front of him actually appeared, and the shock in Mo Ling’s heart could be imagined.
Along with the violent fluctuations of the whole body’s mental power, Lin Yun’s bloodshot eyes were warm and moist as jade at this moment, especially bright.
The young man was holding the spirit pattern pen and staring at the blank scroll before him, stroke by stroke, like an old pine and cypress, falling steadily.
Shi Cai, some loose lines, reunited little by little.