Second floor, quiet room.

Yang An input his own magic power into the already drawn formation.

As soon as the magic power enters the formation, the complex lines on the ground bulge like expansion, like bubbles.

It's just that the time of counting breaths, the formation originally consisted of blood lines seemed to have turned into flesh and blood.

According to the practice of shell cultivation technique, Yang An threw the prepared materials into the formation one by one.

The material falls into the formation and becomes shattered quickly, and it merges with the formation.

Soon, when the formation and all the materials were combined, it returned to its original appearance on the ground, as if nothing had happened.

A heart-wrenching soreness spread from the top of the head to the soles of the feet. Yang An pulled out the true feathers of the spinal cord from behind and gently placed them in the formation.

He muttered something in his mouth, and recited mantras completely according to the practice method, and could not make any mistakes.

Once a mistake is made, it is very likely to fail and cause a certain degree of backlash to itself.

Fortunately, the process was extremely smooth and there were no mistakes. Soon the formations seemed to have come alive, all attached to the spinal cord true feathers, and as if they were conscious, they penetrated into the spinal cord true feathers.

At this moment, Yang An suddenly felt the flow of mana in the true feathers of the spinal cord. Although it was only a faint trace, it was still changing more and more.

Although the spinal cord is part of his body, as a body part, this thing is still in its infancy and can only be regarded as a strange weapon.

But when you use shell cultivation techniques to train it into your own body, this feeling is completely different.

It's like the true feather of the spinal cord, but now it has low magic power. Once it grows to a sufficient level in the future, it can also do everything the monk can do.

Moreover, don’t forget that the spinal cord feather itself can continue to evolve. Evolution and practice will definitely have great power in the future.

This is not just as simple as having a special part, it is equivalent to at least twice as strong as it is, and it also does not require any price to be borne with Yang An.

The shell cultivation technique is indeed a magic method that comes from the Earthly Magic Monument, and it is indeed extraordinary!

Yang An let go of the hand holding the spinal cord, and now he no longer needs to hold this object to play a role. He only needs consciousness to control it, and even let it play freely, which also liberates one hand.

Swish swish swish—

Countless white feathers kept flying in the air, leaving scratches like white lines in the air, and quickly disappeared.

The original Bai Yu was just extremely sharp, but now it will become even more terrifying with the blessing of magic power.

In addition, since it is one, the spinal cord true feather can also activate any magic mastered by Yang Yan, without any obscureness.

When dark red flames burned on countless white feathers, it was like Yang An's body surrounded by countless fire snakes, which seemed to be much more than the Nine Dragons Nine Fights launched by the Wild Ban.

However, the cultivation aura above the true feather of the spinal cord is still very weak, and Yang An cannot exert all his strength. Many magic tricks cannot be used alone for the time being, and they still need to grow.

After putting the spinal cord feathers into the body, Yang An immediately took out the golden order that the old man named Yu had just given him.

Injecting mana into the Golden Sect, the Golden Sect suddenly collapsed and turned into a thick red mist and quickly turned into an empty place in front of Yang An.

This means that this golden order has been consumed.

Until the red mist condensed into a dark hole in front of Yang An, like a red eyeball opened in nothingness, entering the entrance of the long river of golden threads, Yang An then stepped forward and entered it.

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The light flashed before my eyes, and the scene changed drastically. It was no longer a quiet room in the small attic, but it turned into a deep seabed.

With Yang An's breathing, the water surging into Yang An's mouth and nose, and entered his chest cavity. A scorching pain suddenly came from his chest.

Yang An obviously didn't expect that entering here through the entrance would be like this. He quickly used his magic power to protect himself and entered a breath holding state, which would have no effect.

This place is like a seabed, with extremely deep and darkness, as if capturing all silence and loneliness.

However, in this dim and quiet world, there are countless red lights.

They are like floating in the dark water, flashing with strange red light.

These unique lights seem extremely abrupt in the vast seabed, as if telling the secret hidden deep in the seabed.

At first glance, these lights gathered together and were filled with light, but they still couldn't illuminate the seabed. It seemed like it was always in darkness.

The entrance behind him suddenly disappeared, turned into red mist and gathered on the back of Yang An's hand, leaving a flame mark on the back of his hand.

Yang An immediately understood that as long as he got what he wanted, this mark might send him away from here immediately.

But, looking at so many lights, how should he find it?

Just as Yang An thought arose, he looked at the light closest to him, and the brightness of the fire seemed to emit a special atmosphere.

His body slowly floated up and he was about to get close to him and take a closer look.

At this moment, a pair of huge eyes suddenly lit up in the darkness, like two huge bells. A violent wave suddenly blew up from the bottom of the sea, and countless lights flew in an instant.

The wave made Yang An continue to retreat, retreat several feet before he could barely stabilize his body. However, when he looked in front of him again, his eyes suddenly stopped.

In the deep seabed, a huge creature winds in the darkness, with ferocious and ferocious heads. Two huge eyes were looking towards Yang An, which was only ten feet away from Yang An.

Although it is full of sea water, Yang An can also intuitively feel a cold breath sweeping over her body.

What he looked at was a huge dragon!

The seabed is sparkling, clear but unable to look directly into the depths. It is a giant dragon with a hundred feet long twisting its long body on the bottom of the sea, causing a crazy wave.

Those red lights were actually hanging on its body, tangled by flesh and blood extending from its body, filling the sea floor.

The dragon looked ferocious and ferocious, and there was a golden lamp shining with a dazzling light.

But the light on the lamp was wrapped in a layer of sea water, making it impossible for it to penetrate the sea water completely, and it looked like a huge ball of light emitting golden light.

I never expected that there was a giant dragon in this golden river. This was the first time Yang An saw a real dragon, not a dragon demon.

Just when he didn't know what to do, a majestic voice suddenly came into his ears out of thin air.

The giant dragon slightly raised its huge dragon head, and its only small action also caused a wave on the seabed.

Among the two huge nostrils, a pair of vortexes were formed like a dragon sucking water.

It looks like you are smelling the breath of Yang An.

"Jin Sheng Ling? Are you a disciple of Elder Zhiyu?"

The dragon's voice sounds like a majestic elder.

But when he heard it called Zhiyu the elder and used a respectful title, Yang An knew that the status of this giant dragon was obviously not as good as Zhiyu.

"In Xia Yang An, he was the disciple of Elder Zhiyu who received the Golden Sect from his master. He came to seek the Dharma and met the Dragon Lord."

Yang An answered truthfully, given the pressure of the dragon, he could not judge the cultivation aura emitted by his body, so he respectfully called him Dragon Lord.

"I am the lantern dragon, and I am the guardian of the long river of golden threads and the guide of you."

"Tell me, what do you want?"

When I heard that I was a disciple of the foolish old man, the dragon's tone also eased a little.

Just now, Yang An was still thinking about how to find the magic he wanted in this vast light, but he didn't expect that he would have the guidance of a giant dragon, which was quite magical.

Lantern Dragon?... Lantern? The name complements each other.

"Dare you ask Longjun, is there any forbidden techniques in the long river?"

If you were looking for it yourself, it would be fine, but since it was guided by the Lantern Dragon, Yang An naturally could not directly talk about light-like magic, but instead replaced it with forbidden magic.

After all, in this world, it is not just light-like magic that is forbidden.

"Do you want the forbidden technique? Haha, interesting!"

Hearing Yang An's request, the Denglong seemed to laugh, and the corner of his raised mouth was like a huge gully, and even huge fangs were revealed.

"There is no ban!

But do you know that once you are infected with the forbidden technique, even death will become a luxury?"

"Of course I know, I am really curious about the forbidden technique. I hope the Dragon Lord can let me see it."

Hearing Yang An's answer, Denglong twisted his huge body slightly, but his eyes were always staring at Yang An.

"What kind of forbidden technique do you want?"
Chapter completed!