Next, Yan Jie spent an hour explaining the principle of the formation.

Yesterday, inspired by the old Taoist priest, he decided not to use spirit stones as energy, but to directly use materials on the spot and absorb tribulation thunder for his own use. Yan Jie knew that magnetoelectricity can be reborn. Since the magnetic force of Qingyang Mountain has been used to the extreme, it is time to use electricity next. Although tribulation thunder cannot be avoided, it can be used. Just change the formation slightly to use the power in tribulation thunder, making it the energy source of the entire formation. In this way, Yan Jie can use tribulation thunder to drive the refrigeration formation to maintain an ultra-low temperature environment, and the low temperature environment can ensure the superconducting characteristics of Wujin and ensure the smooth progress of tribulation.

In other words, using the catastrophe thunder to generate electricity is equivalent to obtaining infinite energy. As long as the catastrophe thunder continues, the thunder-controlled magic array will continue to operate until the end of the tribulation.

Yan Jie was about to be excited, but he was suddenly interrupted by the old Taoist priest, "Boy wait a moment! What is the 'control valve' here for? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Yan Jie looked at the master helplessly. I have been talking for a long time, but you don’t even understand the most basic things. What have you been listening to before?

At present, only the master can help him. Even if Yan Jie is helpless, he can only press his temperament and explain in detail: "This 'control valve' is a special formation structure that can realize two states: path and closed circuit. In the path state, the power of thunder is unobstructed and can be introduced into the formation to store it; in the closed circuit state, it is equivalent to blocking the road, and the power of thunder cannot enter the formation, and can only be diverted through superconducting to provide me with the tribulation in a tiered manner."

"Oh, so that's it..." The old Taoist priest nodded and exclaimed: "I really don't know how your brain is. I can actually think of a way to use thunder to overcome tribulation... Using thunder to control thunder seems dangerous, but it is much smarter than rude resistance. This method of using force to make a big move is just in line with the essence of cultivation, and it is indeed worth a try!"

"I also think it is possible to succeed," Yan Jie smiled and said, "It's just that there are too many places where the formation needs to be changed, and no one has used this method before. I am not sure whether it will be successful or not. Therefore, I want to teach the master the method of setting up the array as soon as possible, and I am fully practicing the "Turt Breath True Sutra". If I can merge some alien souls before the thunder tribulation, it may be able to reduce the power of the catastrophe thunder..."

"Well, this is the right way, it should be! Just practice with peace of mind and leave it to me! By the way, you can tell me about the energy transmission system. This is too profound and I don't understand a single word..."

Yan Jie felt a little depressed. He had been talking about this for half an hour, but he didn't understand a single sentence... Then didn't I say it in vain before?

"Well, I will explain the principle of the formation to you again. If you have any questions, you must ask questions immediately. Don't leave it until the end."

The old Taoist priest said impatiently: "I understand! Why do you say so much nonsense? Tell me quickly, why does this energy transmission system use so many runes? It accounts for almost half of the formation!"

"That's right..." Yan Jie didn't expect his master to understand the principles of the formation. After all, this is a knowledge system in two worlds, and it is impossible for the master to fully understand it at once. He now lowered his goal and only talked about the methods and precautions of setting up the formation, so that the master could remember that even if the task was completed. After all, the old Taoist priest is a Jindan monk, and his memory is not covered. It took only half an hour to improve the formation and how to arrange the precautions for each step without saying a word.

"Wouldn't you be done with this? Why should you do that if you have to do it so much? I only care about the method of setting up the array. As for how you designed it, what does it have to do with me?" The old Taoist priest mastered the method of setting up the array and immediately became proud and taught his disciple a lesson with pride.

"It's my disciple who is wrong. You have taught me the right lesson. I'm going to practice now. I'll ask you to set up the formation!" Yan Jie was not in the mood to listen to his master's "teaching". It's the main thing to practice quickly!

"What are you doing in such a hurry? Come back!" The old Taoist priest called Yan Jie and said caringly: "You are going to practice the "Jade Turtle Sutra" soon, but are there any problems?"

"Master, it's not the "Jade Turtle True Sutra", it's the "Guizumi Breath"..." Yan Jie took out a jade slip from his arms and handed it to the old Taoist priest and said, "This "Guizumi Breath" is extremely profound. If it weren't for Yu Zhenzi's interpretation, I wouldn't understand it at all! Not only that, the methods of practicing the true scriptures are also very strange, which is very different from the ordinary methods of cultivation. I am not sure. Master, you just check for me to see if there is any problem with this technique..."

The old Taoist priest disdainedly took the jade slip handed over by Yan Jie and glanced at his disciple. Isn’t it just a skill? No matter how magical it is, it can compare to the "Five Thunder Method" I gave me?

The old Taoist priest put the jade slip on his forehead and calmed down to read it. After reading a few sentences, he couldn't help but scream, and his expression gradually became solemn. After a long time, the old Taoist put down the jade slip and said to Yan Jie: "Boy, you have made a lot of money this time. The "Turt Breath True Sutra" is definitely a priceless treasure! Its cultivation method is indeed very different from that of the human race, and it even goes against the will of the human race! Although the human race's martial arts are different, they basically follow the order of refining essence, refining energy, and refining spirits. Even the "Five Thunder Skills" must follow this order. But the "Turt Breath True Sutra" actually refining spirits as soon as it comes up, and the method of refining spirits is even more amazing. I have never heard of the old Taoist! This technique is secretly hidden, and once it is spread, you will immediately worry about your life!"

Yan Jie sighed in his heart that the bloodline inheritance of this demon clan is indeed extraordinary! A skill can actually shock the master like this.

However, he didn't know that demon clans with talent inheritance are very rare, and each one has a great origin and is definitely not so easy to encounter. Because of this, most of the martial arts inherited by blood are powerful, and it is even rumored that the martial arts inherited by blood inheritance of demon clans are all connected with the great way. Although their cultivation speed is not as fast as that of the human race, they have infinite access.

Yan Jie didn't care about these things now. Seeing that the old Taoist priest highly praised this technique, Yan Jie asked, "According to this, can I practice this technique?"

"This technique is indeed extraordinary, but it is unpredictable to practice it..." The old Taoist priest sighed and said, "Refining God is the supreme magic that only the Nascent Soul cultivators will come into contact with, and it is extremely difficult to practice. You forcefully refining God in the early stage of refining Qi, and it is possible to imagine the dangers of it!"

As long as the skills are useful, what's the harm in taking some risks? Yan Jie nodded secretly and had already made a decision in his heart. Over the years, he has been taking risks almost every day, and he doesn't have to worry about more debts, so he doesn't care about this. The alien soul in his body is the root of the heavenly tribulation. As long as he practices the "Turt Breath True Sutra" to integrate alien souls, it is enough for him. No matter how high the risk is, he has to give it a try.

At night, Yan Jie sat cross-legged in the quiet room, while pursuing his magic power while silently reciting the scriptures of the "Turt Breath True Sutra".

As he recited, silver inscriptions began to appear in the quiet room. These words were mysterious and full of wild and wild aura, which was very different from those of the human race.

Yan Jie changed his handprints, and the magic power in the dantian surged and began to move upwards along the Du meridian. The thunder seed was watered by his magic power, and the dead energy was gone, and he was full of vitality. He introduced all the magic power contained in the vitality into the Niwan Palace. In an instant, the words in the quiet room shone brightly, and the whole house was illuminated, just like daytime.

As the handprints changed, the surrounding text suddenly moved and slowly rotated around Yan Jie. These texts had their own trajectories, did not interfere with each other, and were in order.

When a rune turned to Yan Jie, he suddenly condensed his magic power and popped it up with his fingers. The rune and magic power merged, and it suddenly lit up a little bit, and the rotation speed became faster. Next, Yan Jie began to repeat the blinking movements. Whenever a text rotated, Yan Jie would pop up a finger and pour his magic power into it.

In less than an hour, Yan Jie's dantian was empty. At this time, he pinched out the last handprint, and the runes were as if attracted by magnets, and they gathered in his Niwan Palace. When each rune entered the Niwan Palace, Yan Jie's face turned pale. When hundreds of runes entered the Niwan Palace, his face had already turned pale as paper, and even his lips were covered with blood.

Yan Jie himself did not expect that the "Turt Breath True Sutra" consumed magic power so terrifyingly! His magic power contained thunderous aura, which was comparable to an ordinary monk, but it was exhausted after less than an hour of persistence.

Unbelievable, Yan Jie had to walk out of the room and ask his master for help.

"Boy, aren't you kidding me? This is what you call retreat? It takes less than an hour, so where are you closing the door?!" The old Taoist priest saw his disciple walking out with a pale face. Although he was concerned in his heart, he was merciless in his mouth.

"Master, don't make fun of your disciples anymore. The "Jade Turtle Sutra" is very fierce, and the disciple's magic power is so weak that he can't support it at all. Are you here to ask you for advice?" Yan Jie looked bitter and couldn't help but complain.

"Boy, do you know the importance of Master now?" The old Taoist priest smiled and made a mysterious look. Hey, you kid also beg me!

"Master is joking, I always respect you..." Yan Jie rolled his eyes secretly and said, "I have insufficient magic power at present and cannot continue to practice. Moreover, this magic refining technique is very domineering. I have only practiced for one hour and my qi and blood have already suffered a great loss. I am afraid that before I can merge with the alien soul, I will die first..."

"I have considered this for you a long time ago," the old Taoist priest waved his sleeves, threw out a blue-green thin-necked porcelain bottle, and said to Yan Jie: "Open it and take a look!"

Yan Jie took the porcelain bottle and saw that the bottle body was crystal clear and there was a flowing light. He held it lightly with his hands, and felt the touch was round and delicate, as smooth as jade. This bottle turned out to be a utensil for monks to store elixirs. If it was flown into the mortal world, it would be a priceless treasure! Yan Jie opened the bottle plug and suddenly felt a cold air coming to his face, followed by a faint fragrance, which was intoxicating.

When Yan Jie smelled the fragrance, he was moved and said in a lost voice: "This, this is the Bingxiang Pill!"

"You guy has a good experience!" The old Taoist priest was very satisfied with his disciple's reaction. He smiled and said, "This thing is the Bingxiang Pill. It is made by melting the marrow of the extreme north ice and the winding dragon of the South China Sea. It replenishes blood and invigorates qi, and best restores the magic power of the monks. It is the best among the foundation-building pills! There are 120 bottles, you can only take one at a time. After the medicine is exhausted, you must take the next one. Don't be too greedy!"

"I know, "Qi Dan Lu" once recorded that Bingxiang Pills can not only restore magic power, but also replenish qi and blood. It also has the effect of body refining for a long time. However, this pill is extremely effective and has precious materials. Only core disciples of the sect have the opportunity to obtain it. Ordinary casual cultivators can encounter it but are hard to find it. However, this Bingxiang Pills were originally used by high-level Qi refining or foundation-building cultivators. With the current first-level Qi refining cultivation of disciples, they might explode and die..."

The old Taoist priest said indifferently: "Why are you worried about so much? Your meridians have been tempered by the thunder true qi and the help of Si Chen's bloody prodded, so it is not so easy to explode!"

Yan Jie carefully twisted the plug and asked in confusion: "Master, you are always a Jindan monk, how could you have these ice fragrance pills? And with such a large number, I am afraid that the ancestors of those sects may not be able to take them out!"

Now I know how powerful my master is! The old Taoist priest smiled and shook his head and said, "This pill was won by a bet with a Nascent Soul monk when he was traveling around three years ago! He was originally planning to use these pills to advance his disciples, but he didn't want to meet me! You know, the strong prey of the weak in the cultivation world, and everything is respected by strength! His skills are not as good as humans, so the pills will naturally fall into my hands. Boy, if you enter the cultivation world in the future, you must act low-key. I don't need to say more about the principle of guilt that you have to bear a treasure? This Nascent Soul monk is an example!"

When it comes to the prey of the weak, you are only in the Golden Pill stage, but you are a Nascent Soul cultivator. It seems that the other party is stronger, right? Yan Jie complained in his heart, but he still honestly replied: "Disciple understands."

The old Taoist priest grinned, rubbed his hands while laughing and said, "It's good to know... Okay, go to practice! I also need to prepare for the formation. The workload this time is a bit too high, I guess I'll have to work hard for a while!"

"Master, for some reason, I always feel that your smile is a bit strange." Yan Jie looked at his master and felt terrified.

"Well... I'm talking nonsense, why don't you practice quickly!!"
Chapter completed!