Chapter 47: Flame-Splitting Art

If he didn't guess wrong, the Spirit Seed in his body was transforming into a Spirit Root. He only felt the Spirit Seed getting bigger and bigger, and the magic power in his body was also restless because of it.

After an incense stick of time passed, with a "Puff" in his body, the Spirit Seed seemed to be broken by something, and a cold feeling filled his whole body, but it disappeared instantly.

This is the end?

The Spirit Root was successfully condensed?

But it seems like nothing was felt.

Wang Yu hesitated for a moment, and subconsciously operated the technique again to breathe in spiritual Qi.

"Huff."

The spiritual Qi in a radius of several feet rolled back like a giant whale inhaling, and was swallowed into his body instantly.

This breathing efficiency!

Wang Yu was startled.

No, it should also have something to do with him already being at the third level of Qi Refinement.

Wang Yu closed his eyes and began to check the situation in his body with his divine sense.

The Spirit Seed had disappeared, and the magic power had returned to calm, but the magic power had increased by more than two-thirds compared to the second level of Qi Refinement, and the upper limit of his divine sense had also increased somewhat.

But where is the Spirit Root?

Wang Yu used his divine sense to carefully sense the situation in his body, but did not find any abnormalities at all.

Wang Yu was surprised in his heart and tried to run the third level formula of the Yin Water Art again, but the sparse spiritual Qi around him only allowed him to inhale a little spiritual power into his body, and his brows couldn't help but wrinkle.

No wonder all the cultivators he met said that after the third level of Qi Refinement, only by going to spiritual regions with spiritual veins can one continue to cultivate.

The sparse spiritual Qi in this environment, relative to the already greatly increased breathing efficiency, was indeed unable to satisfy normal cultivation.

And even if the spiritual Qi was sufficient, wanting to cultivate to the bottleneck of the third level of Qi Refinement, it is estimated that it would take at least three or four years, and it is necessary to find auxiliary cultivation medicine.

It seems that Tongzhou City cannot continue to stay. He needs to go to the Guangyuan Market to see it, and by the way, he can test his Spirit Root attributes there, and then go to the Yin family to see.

After all, according to Yin Linglong's statement, there are special magic tools for testing Spirit Roots in the Guangyuan Market.

Wang Yu pondered, but after rummaging in his bosom for a while, he took out a gray bag, which was the storage bag left by City Lord Huang after his death.

When he was at the second level of Qi Refinement, he could only open half of it. Now at the third level of Qi Refinement, he should be able to truly open this thing.

He held the bag with one hand and slowly injected magic power into it.

The originally tightly tied bag mouth slowly loosened, and after a burst of white light, the bag mouth was finally opened completely.

Wang Yu was overjoyed and probed his divine sense into it, finally figuring out the internal size of this storage bag, which was about two meters of space, enough to put some personal items.

He turned the bag mouth upside down and aimed it at the ground.

White light flashed at the bag mouth, and a small pile of spirit stones, two green wooden boxes, and a book with a fiery red cover sprayed out from it.

Wang Yu counted, and there were about thirty spirit stones in that small pile.

He opened the two wooden boxes separately, and inside were two branches that were green and dripping.

Wang Yu curiously picked up a branch with his hand.

"Bang."

As soon as his finger touched it, the branch actually shattered like porcelain, turned into a pool of green clear water in the wooden box, and disappeared rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wang Yu was a bit confused, picked up the finger that had just touched the branch and sniffed it, and smelled a thick medicinal fragrance.

This thing looks very unusual, it should be worth a lot of spirit stones, right?

He muttered in his heart, vaguely feeling some heartache, and dared not touch the other green branch again, closed the remaining wooden box, and picked up the book with the fiery red cover.

"Flame-Splitting Art."

This was actually a spell book.

"Tai Yuan, enter overclocking synchronization mode."

Wang Yu was overjoyed, crystal light flashed in his eyes, and he flipped through it rapidly to read.

This book was quite thick. It was a secret technique summarized by a loose cultivator at the late stage of Qi Refinement who called himself 'Yu Ming' through his many years of spell-casting experience, which could split fire spells.

The front part of the book was all about this cultivator boasting about how amazing he was, what adventures he had experienced, and what strong enemies he had killed. Only the middle few pages truly recorded the spell-casting method of the "Flame-Splitting Art" and a spell pattern diagram composed of three spirit patterns. The last part recorded some actual combat insights and experiences of this person when fighting with other cultivators.

After Wang Yu finished reading, he checked his limited mental power and began to comprehend this spell with the assistance of the Tai Yuan system.

This so-called "Flame-Splitting Art" is a clever spell-casting technique that forcibly splits "spell marks," testing the caster's control over their own divine sense and spell marks.

Wang Yu only read the relevant records in the book with the help of super-thinking, and easily understood the essence of this technique, and soon immersed himself in the comprehension of the spell spirit patterns of the "Flame-Splitting Art."

Two days later.

Wang Yu stood in front of the house and pointed a finger at the void in front.

"Puff."

A flame appeared at his fingertip, which was exactly "Firefly."

After half a year of practice, he had basically guaranteed that condensing this spell mark would not easily fail.

He then chanted words in his mouth, pinched the formula with one hand, and a vague spell mark appeared on the "Firefly Spell Mark" in his divine sense sea, and then covered the entire Firefly mark.

The Firefly spell mark twisted and directly split into two smaller "spell marks," and between the two, a red light thread was vaguely connected.

"Puff."

The flame outside, after a blur, also split into two thinner small flames.

Wang Yu looked at the split flames in front of him, and a look of joy vaguely appeared on his face.

"Go."

He flicked his finger at the two flames twice.

"Boom," "Boom."

The two flames shot out, accurately falling onto two small trees nearby, turning into two rolling fire pillars, instantly turning the two small trees into blue smoke.

Seeing this, Wang Yu was surprised in his heart.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but why did he feel that the power of Firefly was better than before after condensing the Spirit Root?

When he comprehended the spirit patterns of the "Flame-Splitting Art" these two days, he had already confirmed that this kind of spell spirit pattern recorded in the spell book was indeed easier to comprehend than the original spell, which was why it only took such a short time to easily master the "Flame-Splitting Art."

He had discovered this kind of comprehension gap when he comprehended the "Qi Observation Art" on the "Iron Arrow," but now he confirmed it even more.

Now, he continued to chant words in his mouth, "Firefly" appeared in front of him again, and he flicked his finger in the void twice. After three consecutive light sounds, four smaller mini flames appeared, but they all shook and blurred, as if they could be extinguished at any time.

With his current magic power and divine sense, it is estimated that this is the limit.

He flicked his sleeve, and the four mini flames disappeared at the same time.

A few days later in the afternoon, in the same open space outside the house.

Wang Yu, who had just finished practicing the Four Styles of Tiger Pounce, was naked and covered in hot sweat, but his hands pinched the formula, the spell sound started in his mouth, and one hand grabbed at the void above again. After a burst of blue light, a water group the size of a fist condensed out of thin air above his head, fell down, and turned into a large piece of clear water to wash away most of the sweat on his upper body.

After Wang Yu's spirit was slightly refreshed, the spell formula in his hand changed, the spell sound started in his mouth again, and he stretched out another palm and closed his five fingers.

"Zzz."

A point of electric light appeared on the surface of his fist, and the electric light elongated, turning into a thin electric wire that appeared and disappeared on his fist, but after flashing a few times, it disappeared with a "Zzz."

The two were exactly the "Water Gathering" and "Electric Light" spells he had learned in the past half year.

It's just that these two tricks were different from Firefly. They were more difficult to comprehend and harder to master. Moreover, one only condensed a group of clear water out of thin air, and the other only stimulated a weak electric spark.

The former solved the problem of carrying water bags when traveling far in the future, but the power of the latter was really weak and pitiful. Except for making the person in contact feel a bit numb, it had no destructive power at all, which was worlds apart from "Firefly," and it was consistent with the power of the tricks described in "Spell Introduction."

As original spells, why is the power of "Firefly" so astonishing?

Wang Yu was still a bit puzzled in his heart. ===== CHAPTER 48 =====