Chapter 350: Bone Banner

Wang Yu naturally did not know everything that happened in 'Uncle-Master Li's' secret room, but he had no intention of going back on this deal.

After returning to his cave dwelling, he immediately released Little White and Big Green, threw them both into the spiritual pool of the cave dwelling, and crushed more than a dozen pills that nourished Qi and blood, letting the two soak in the pool water.

He returned to the cultivation secret room of the cave dwelling, sat cross-legged on a futon, placed the newly obtained Origin Returning Technique jade slip on his forehead, his eyes flashed with crystal light, opened the overclocking mode, and concentrated on comprehending it.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Yu's eyes converged, he took the jade slip off his forehead, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

Sure enough, this Origin Returning Technique had many restrictions as he had expected, and it was not a technique that could be used at will.

First, this secret technique can only be used on second-rank spiritual beasts that have signed a spiritual contract; first-rank spiritual beasts cannot withstand the power of this technique. Otherwise, if one is not careful, it will absorb all the magic power in the spiritual beast's body, causing the spiritual beast to be severely injured and its foundation to be ruined.

Second, if one wants to successfully cast this Origin Returning Technique, it is best for the spiritual beast and the caster to be at the same level. If there is a disparity in cultivation between the two, there is a not-small probability of failure, and the greater the disparity in realm, the greater the possibility of failure.

Third, borrowed magic power is after all an external thing. To ensure that the borrowed magic power can successfully enter the body, one must first use a second-rank talisman called "Same-Breath Talisman" to bless both the caster and the spiritual beast before casting the spell, so that the two breaths are synchronized, which can then allow the borrowed magic power to merge into the body.

Fourth, to ensure that the caster is not backlashed by magic power, the magic power that can be borrowed at one time cannot exceed one-third of one's own magic power; otherwise, it may be counterproductive and cause the body to explode and die.

The last point is that the casting of this Origin Returning Technique actually requires condensing three different magic pattern diagrams in the divine sense sea one after another. Each magic pattern diagram has more than twenty spiritual pattern symbols. Only after the caster condenses these three magic pattern diagrams one after another can this secret technique be completed.

Although for a Foundation Establishment cultivator, a magic pattern diagram with more than twenty spiritual patterns is not too difficult to master, but wanting to condense three in a row is also extremely testing of one's spell talent. At least for an ordinary early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, it is definitely not a simple matter.

Wang Yu was a bit speechless.

So many restrictive conditions made the use of this secret technique greatly discounted, and it seemed that the remaining greatest value was to activate Little White's hidden ability.

But he could not be sure whether everything this 'Uncle-Master Li' said earlier was entirely true.

After all, using lifespan to exchange for a great increase in cultivation sounds really incredible.

And the only evidence was just a late-stage Qi Refinement demon python with its lifespan about to be exhausted that the other party showed!

Everything else was just 'Uncle-Master Li' talking to himself.

But wanting to prove this matter was not too difficult.

Just catch a demon snake and do an experiment yourself using Little White's essence blood.

But even if everything was true, he did not intend to activate this ability in Little White.

After all, Little White's current cultivation progress had already made him somewhat dumbfounded.

In these ten-plus years, it had broken through a minor realm almost every few years, and now it had even reached late-stage Qi Refinement, and could already start to advance to the second rank.

Under these circumstances, how could he let Little White sacrifice its lifespan to exchange for some increased cultivation?

Wang Yu pondered like this, and his gaze could not help but flash several times.

Compared to the Origin Returning Technique, he valued the spiritual bones and tens of thousands of spiritual stones in this deal more.

Thinking of this, Wang Yu flipped his hand, and a crystal-clear white bone blade appeared in his hand, its surface covered in cyan light, but inside there were threads of fire flickering incessantly.

He grabbed the bone blade with one hand and slashed into the void in front of him.

Nine bright red inscriptions appeared on the surface of the bone blade, several threads of fire as thick as fingers curled out, and then nine pale cyan spiritual pattern phantoms appeared, echoing the previous nine red inscriptions.

This was actually a second-rank low-grade artifact!

The bone blade trembled slightly, and a gale rose suddenly nearby. The flames on the blade grew wildly in the wind, turning into rolling fire clouds and sweeping toward the front.

The momentum was very astonishing!

Wang Yu just flicked his wrist, and the eighteen cyan-red inscription phantoms on the surface of the bone blade rolled simultaneously. The originally rushing fire clouds actually rolled back, rushing back into the bone blade like ten thousand rivers returning to the sea.

In the blink of an eye, the secret room returned to normal.

This wind-fire attribute second-rank artifact was something he had personally refined several years ago after spending ten thousand spiritual stones to exchange for a second-rank demon beast leg bone at a market outside.

Although the wind-fire inscriptions on it were not too suitable for the spiritual bone material, and the power of the refined artifact was ordinary, he did not refine this artifact to fight the enemy, but had another purpose.

Wang Yu looked at the second-rank artifact in his hand, flipped his hand, and the bone blade disappeared. Following this, he muttered in his mouth: "Enter login interface."

The next moment, white light rolled before his eyes, and he appeared in a sea of mist rolling with black Qi.

In the sea of mist, there were gusts of gloomy wind, dense ghost shadows, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling was endless.

"I haven't logged in for only a few days, why is the Yin Qi heavy again!"

Wang Yu muttered, formed a seal with one hand, seemingly communicating with something, and the black mist nearby dissipated and retreated rapidly, and everything nearby became clearly visible.

Only to see that all around were white bone piles of various sizes, all about five or six zhang high, and one after another, there were as many as thirty or forty piles. On the ground, as far as the eye could see, there were also scattered crystal-clear white bones.

But in places further away, one could still see walls of black mist, surrounding this area of white bones tightly.

Threads of black Qi emerged from these bone piles, constantly drifting toward a bone altar a zhang high in the center.

On this altar was inserted a banner a zhang high, with a crystal-clear bone pole and a pitch-black shining banner surface. On the surface, some white patterns were vaguely printed, but looking at them hazily, it was impossible to see clearly.

The black Qi emerging from the bone piles around was constantly pouring into the black banner surface, endless, and it was unknown how long it had lasted.

Wang Yu saw this scene, not surprised at all, just raised his hand and beckoned to the altar.

With a 'whoosh' sound.

The bone banner a zhang high shot into the sky from the altar, circled, shrank rapidly, turned into a black light, and shot over, landing steadily in his hand.

Wang Yu examined the object in his hand; it was only half a foot long, and where his fingers touched, it was cold to the bone, as if he were grabbing a piece of cold ice.

He grabbed the banner pole with one hand and brushed his five fingers over the banner surface with the other.

"Rumble!"

Those dozens of giant bone piles collapsed and scattered simultaneously, and giant white bone skeletons two zhang high stood up from them one after another. ===== CHAPTER 351 =====