Chapter 351

One of the paintings depicts a towering mountain peak surrounded by strong air currents, such as a matchless sword, tearing the sky apart, and the sea of stars flowing out, forming a huge eye of the starry sky.

The other picture shows the vast desert. Under the influence of sandstorm, a small figure is rolling up in the sand and dust, fighting to the last breath of life.

There are also several paintings, which depict bloody and cruel battlefield, misty mountains, dark bottomless canyon.

There are two more paintings, light and shadow crisscross, colorful, like accidentally overturning the ink, simply can not see what the painting is.

All the paintings contain extremely powerful power of spirit. Li Yao was deeply attracted by the sight, like nine whirlpools, absorbing his spirit.

Suddenly, he appeared on the mountain, climbing in the wind and rushing to the stars.

Suddenly he appeared in the depth of the desert, with hundreds of millions of tons of gravel on his head. He clenched his teeth, tensed his flesh and blood, and fought desperately.

Suddenly appear in the misty Valley, clear streams, small bamboo rafts, drift with the tide, mind melting in the mountains, happy, natural and comfortable, no desire.

Even completely melt in the two gorgeous ink, in the ethereal selfless, experience that kind of mysterious and mysterious artistic conception.

But

He gazed at the ninth scroll for the longest time.

This painting is totally different from the previous eight, but with the most detailed brushwork, it depicts an ordinary and common vegetable market.

It's the kind of vegetable market full of noisy people, sewage, and green vegetables, scallions, fresh fish, ribs, and beef.

Li Yao's spirit entered the painting, smelling the freshness of vegetables, the sweetness of fruits and the strong fishiness; I heard the sound of bargaining and quarreling, the sound of "Dong Dong Dong" chopping meat, and the laughter of chatting in the neighborhood; More see a shining, satisfied smile.

Li Yao did not know why the strong man's understanding of "building foundation" turned out to be a vegetable market everywhere.

He just felt that this picture resonated with his heart.

The picture gradually blurred, and people's smiling faces turned into other smoky faces.

Those are the people who have been fighting with him in Honglian city in the past ten days.

Among them are Youzi, a veteran who has been in the army for more than ten or twenty years; There are also rookies who joined the army half a year ago, just finished the recruit training, and don't know their farts.

There is a golden elixir who can blow up a building with a wave; There are also low-level practitioners who just wake up Linggen, look at him with respectful eyes and call him "elder martial brother".

Face after face, whether ordinary people, soldiers or practitioners, crisscrossed together, narrowed their eyes, raised the corners of their mouth, showed their white teeth, and laughed brilliantly together.

"Poop! Poop! Poop

Li Yao's heart beat faster and faster, and the speed of blood circulation suddenly increased ten times.

Linggen is also driven by some mysterious force, beating like a heart!

Absorb! Absorb! All the auras contained in the flesh and blood are absorbed by the spirit root, and there is no residue.

"Ah

Li dazzle's eyes burst, and there were two channels of blood flowing down the corners of his eyes. He only felt that the root of his spirit was expanding and gradually occupied the whole brain.

The invisible psionic tentacles slowly wound around the neural and vascular networks, forming an inseparable system with the body.

"Click!"

When he couldn't bear it any longer, he thought that the tianlinggai would be pushed open by the Linggen. Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt in his brain. The Linggen began to contract violently, and all the Lingqi contained in it was squeezed into a liquid state, just like Qiongjiang Yulu, flowing along the invisible power tentacles to the four limbs.

It's like ten thousand flood rivers rushing through the body, crushing every cluster of nerve endings and every cell.

However, the vitality contained in the deep rivers reorganizes the crushed cells and nerve clusters in an instant, becoming more powerful and full of hope.

Nine pieces of "Zhuji atlas" are floating in front of his eyes like lanterns, while "broken time" bombards his nerves again and again, and the memory of more than 20 years rushes into his brain in an instant, forming a magnificent and towering building in a three-dimensional way.

Each bundle of nerve endings is filled to the extreme by the river of liquefied psionic power. Li Yao floats in the air, forks his hands and feet, presenting a "big" character. There is a series of "crackling" sounds in the joints, but the roar comes from the blood vessels. The rhythm of the heart and the spiritual root gradually coordinates to the same beat, resonating with an unprecedented strong sound!

I don't know how long it took.

"Hoo..."

Li Yao wakes up from the strange scenes in his body and finds himself lying on the ground, his limbs as thin as firewood, and his skin covered with dark mud.

It's just metabolized waste.

He has been reborn and has taken a big step on the road of evolution!

In perception, time seems to have passed for a year and a half.

But looking up at Lingzi's wall clock, it was only half an hour after he entered the cultivation room.

"It's a success!"

"All the auras in my body have been transformed into liquid state, which circulates slowly in the newly formed spiritual pulse, and the spiritual root has also evolved, which can continuously transform auras into spiritual liquid!"

Li Yao wanted to laugh, but he didn't even have the strength to affect the corners of his mouth.

"Zizi!"

From the holes in all directions of the cultivation room, a dark blue viscous liquid suddenly flowed out. It was a super high energy nutrient liquid specially prepared for the practitioners who had just built the foundation.

For a while, Li Yao was suspended in the dark blue nutrient solution. If a starving ghost was born, all his pores were opened, and the wind swept away the clouds and devoured his psionic powers.

With him as the center, a whirlpool slowly rotates in the cultivation room.

At the same time, Li Yao's spirit flies into the memory, and can't wait to sweep away the tree of Ou Yezi's memory.

Sure enough!

As he ascended to the foundation period, the tree of ouyezi's memory was further unlocked.

Now the crown of the whole tree of memory is a piece of golden light, shining brilliantly in the depth of his sea of knowledge.

"The huge memory of Ou Yezi after he was promoted to the foundation period can also be swallowed up by me!"

Li Yao is extremely excited.

In the decades when ou Yezi was promoted to the foundation period of bailianzong 40000 years ago, many great things happened.

First of all, Ou Yezi is finally qualified to enter the second layer of the heaven refining tower to practice more advanced weapon refining techniques!

Second, the invasion of the evil way led to a series of bloody battles. Ou Yezi deduced "108 hand Cape random hammer method" to 189 hands. He made a brilliant show on the battlefield and killed 24 practitioners in the foundation period.

Third, ouyezi was accepted as a disciple by the elder of bailianzong and became the core disciple of bailianzong!

This is a memory of Ou Yezi's coming into contact with the core secrets of bailianzong.

Now it's all owned by Li Yao and can be devoured by him.

"Great!"

"As long as you devour all the memory fragments of ouyezi's founding period, you can master the real core secret of bailianzong, and refine a powerful weapon!"

"More able to practice the fierce and unparalleled way of killing and cutting in the battlefield where the evil way invaded 40000 years ago!"

"At that time, even in the face of the demon king, it is not without the power to fight back!"

The glittering memory fragments make Li Yao salivate. He would like to start the research of forgetting to eat and sleep now.

But he knows it's not the right time.

Reluctantly quit the memory fragments of Ou Yezi, and his spirit returns to reality. The thick and incomparable dark blue nutrient solution has become clear, transparent and tasteless.

It contains psychic power, which is inhaled by Li Yao.

Lee's body is once again full and full, full of life like a newborn baby.

The waste water was quickly drained through the water hole at the bottom of the training room. After a "buzz", the air became extremely dry.

Ten round boxing targets suddenly fell from the ceiling. Driven by the dynamic Rune array, they skillfully shuttle in midair, dribbling around.

Li Yaowei smiles.

This is his pre-set test link, just to see how much his strength can be improved after the foundation is built.

"The speed is still not fast enough, increase... Three times more!"

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

Ten boxing targets rotate at a high speed of 30 laps per second, while flying irregularly in mid air.

Each fist target has the size of a watermelon, but there is only a fist size power sensing area on it. Only by hitting this power sensing area directly and impartially, can it be regarded as a "hit" and the power of the fist be recorded. Otherwise, it will be a failure.

It is not easy to accurately hit the power perception area on the target with 30 turns per second.

Li Yao took a deep breath, his legs bent slightly, and his whole body suddenly burst out a dense momentum!

At first glance, it is more introverted and contracted than that in the gas refining period, with a kind of taste that does not show mountains and dew.

However, it is more solid, rich and continuous, without any flaws or omissions.

In a flash, Li Yao turned into a streamer. The small training room was filled with hundreds of shadows of him. A series of numbers were displayed on the light screen around him. A moment later, the sound of "Pa Pa Pa Pa" came from the target.

Half a minute later, all the shadows gathered in the center of the training room to form Li Yao's body. Ten fist targets were shivering and shaking on his head.

Li Yao's forehead exuded a crystal clear sweat.

He looked contentedly at the circular light curtain around him.

On the first light screen, the numbers are all 111.11kg.

On the second light screen, the figures are 222.22 kg.

And so on, until the tenth light screen, it was 1111.111 kg.

In half a minute, he shot 100 punches with the same strength on each target. According to the serial number of the target, he gradually increased without any confusion.

This is the strength of the friars who built the foundation!