Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yang Qingxuan made seals on his hands and chanted incantations in his mouth, both of which were the method of degradation and refinement taught by Zhong Qiuzi.

Yang Qingxuan didn't want to use this method if it had to be a last resort, this jar could hold the world, it was a treasure left over from the Dao era, and it was extremely rare.

But now I don’t care about it a lot.

Seals and spells spread in the void, spreading a little, filling the entire space.

On the body of the jar, golden runes began to flash, arranged in rows, and appeared in front of Yang Qingxuan at the same time.

This is the rule and method contained in the Tiantian jar itself, and it all appears in the form of words and light at this moment.

Yang Qingxuan forcibly memorized these words and branded all the rules he sensed in the sea of ​​knowledge.

Not only is it beneficial for him to refine and fill the sky cans, if there is a corresponding opportunity in the long future, he can also refine the level of this can.

As Yang Qingxuan's seal and spell continued, those words flashed for a long time.

Suddenly one of them burst open, turning into a pure golden halo, and then dispersed little by little.

In the rest of the text, fragments began to appear one after another.

Yang Qingxuan frowned, and the Jue Yin quickly changed, and one after another his seal entered the void.

Sounds of despair sounded in the whole world, and every syllable was filled with magnificent power, shaking Yang Qing's profound knowledge, causing blood to roll.

Before long, Yang Qingxuan's face flushed, cold sweat permeated his whole body.

He turned the Dao body to the extreme, calmed down, and was not affected by the sound of this sound, and kept the spiritual platform clean.

A few months later.

The energy in the space seemed to become stable, running in a certain pattern.

But these majestic energies are far above Yang Qingxuan's controllable, and they cannot be refined or dispelled. They can only be kept in the sky tank, which is also of great benefit to Yang Qingxuan.

In the past few months, the breath of Yass and the ghost store had completely disappeared, and even the breath of the heavy infant had disappeared, which made Yang Qingxuan extremely worried, and wondered if the two were still alive.

Yang Qingxuan discarded distracting thoughts and waved his hands, bursts of peak power burst out, stirring up the entire rule in the sky jar.

At this time, the tank vibrated and burst into golden light, shooting in and out.

Yang Qingxuan kept moving, and continued to use the Jue Seal, blasting into the void.

This is degrading the sky can, allowing it to repair itself with its own strength, and then it will fall into the level.

Countless golden energies flow on the "boundary", rushing to the crack, forming a vast golden ocean.

During this process, Yang Qingxuan's spiritual thoughts were always attached to the sky can.

One day, Yang Qingxuan opened his eyes in surprise, and the same golden light flashed on his Taoist body. He raised his hand and the golden light gathered in his palm, condensing a word.

His heart shook violently. This golden font was exactly the gold lettering printed on the chest of the monster. It was seen on the ancient barrier. According to legend, it was the Dao writing expressing the original meaning of the Dao. There were only 3,000 in total.

The golden font swayed in his palm, opaque and very vague.

But the power that came out of it was indeed the power of the Great Dao, which made him extremely happy.

Yang Qingxuan held his five fingers, and the text immediately sank into his body and became one with the Taoist body.

Then the perception of the jar became clearer. The structure, rules, energy, etc. within it appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness little by little and decomposed into the smallest matrix.

Several years have passed.

Suddenly one day, Yang Qingxuan heard a tremor from within the sea, as if the world collapsed and the universe burst.

He was full of energy and blood, and he convulsed.

It was the energy contained in the sky tank that collapsed and was directly downgraded, and the crack was completely repaired under this terrifying power.

Now the whole tank is extremely unstable and the energy is starting to be disordered.

Yang Qingxuan hurriedly pinched the formula, played various runes, burned into the void one by one, calming down the violent fluctuations.

And he had some thoughts, taking advantage of this energy chaotic moment, to sacrifice the shape of the sky can. When he wants to come, he can't meet the enemy by himself, take out a jar, always feel that something is wrong.

Therefore, it is the best time to change the sky cans when explaining the disorder.

After a long time, maybe a few years, maybe a dozen years.

Yang Qingxuan sat cross-legged in the void, and the seal did not move. It would only change slightly in a few months.

On this day, in the infinite space, dazzling brilliance burst out in an instant.

Yang Qingxuan quickly pinched the tactic, and the great rune appeared in his hands again.

The heaven and the earth changed, everything disappeared, and a huge magical artifact appeared in the place where he was a hundred meters wide, covering his whole body.

The magic weapon exudes vigorous power, and there are waves of heart-palpiting waves.

Yang Qingxuan was overjoyed, with the tactics in his hands and shouted: "Come!"

The magic weapon swayed, and all of them were collected on Yang Qingxuan's body. It was actually a battle suit with golden runes and brilliance flowing on it.

Yang Qingxuan's heart was surging, extremely excited, and he could clearly sense the energy in the battle suit, the kind of vigorous defense, I was afraid that even half a step Supreme could not penetrate.

Moreover, the supreme powers of Mid-Autumn and that monster are also mixed in the space of the battle suit, enough to feel and refine for a thousand years, and even enough to advance to the half-step supreme with this battle suit.

He put the suit into his body and gradually became one with himself.

This feeling is much worse than that of the eternal romantic dance, after all, the halberd was created by himself.

Yang Qingxuan thought, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and countless storage devices appeared out of thin air and fell in front of him.

There are more than forty.

It was owned by Wu Xiu in the canister, and some of them even belonged to the supreme boss.

As soon as Yang Qingxuan's eyes lit up, he erased all the restrictions on these storage elements, and then swept through the divine consciousness one by one.

Among the rings of the supreme boss, a large number of treasures were obtained, and the various materials, spiritual fruits, and exercises were endless. It was no longer piled up into mountains, but into seas.

Yang Qingxuan couldn't clean up so many things for a while, so he directly selected some pills and spirit fruits, and after identifying them, he swallowed some to replenish his physical energy.

Then they put away these materials first, and then slowly sort them out when they are free in the future.

After these hundreds of years of hard work, he realized that his realm has once again improved a lot, as if he was about to oppress the pinnacle of the thousand realms at any time, but it was so bad.

He wasn't anxious at all, just relying on the rules and strength in that suit, as long as he continued to refine his perception, it was only a matter of time before he broke through to the half-step supreme.

He thought for a while, and muttered to himself: "Since it has become another magic weapon, it can't be called the Tiantian pot anymore. You have to change your name."

He pondered for a while, and smiled: "It's a bit weird to pretend to be a battle suit of heaven, just call you a battle suit of heaven."

The jersey seemed to have a feeling, a faint breath, not knowing whether it was joy or sorrow.

At this time, his heart suddenly became extremely clear, and a feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, as if a white light passed in the sea of ​​knowledge.

"Hey!" Yang Qingxuan was shocked, full of panic and nervousness.

The white light was actually the halberd light from the eternal romantic dance of the sky, and felt him.

"Huh, are you still there?"

A voice also came with the halberd light: "Interesting and interesting, something seems to have happened to this kid, and it feels like my weapon."