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Zhang Yan told Qin Shiyan all the materials needed for the strength spirit pattern and explained in detail how to use each and every material. After Qin Shiyan heard all the materials, she asked in disbelief, "Such a high level spirit pattern, and such a small amount? And it's even some ordinary materials? "

"He can inscribe spirit tattoos without using materials?" "You must be bragging," Qin Shiyan said in disbelief.

After returning to his residence, Zhang Yan took out the materials and carefully sorted them out, and then he carefully mixed them one by one. During this process, Zhang Yan could not be more careful, he did not even dare to breathe too loudly, he could not even shake his hand. When all of these materials were combined together to make the spirit pattern liquid, Zhang Yan finally let out a sigh of relief.

After Zhang Yan mixed the spirit pattern liquid, he took out the tree branches and began to practice on the ground once more. From his stiff initial movements to his smooth movements, Zhang Yan practiced for no less than a thousand times, and this time, the spirit pattern was much harder than last time. However, because Zhang Yan had experienced success in the last time, his practice this time was much easier, but he still practiced easily many times.

Zhang Yan picked up the spirit pattern pen and carefully inscribed this time's spirit inscription on the spirit rune paper — — Gain spirit patterns, Gain spirit prints belonged to the extremely high level, and their effect was to amplify a spirit pill or medicine, but normally, an amplification spirit pattern could only be amplified by one or two levels, and Zhang Yan's spirit pattern was clearly recorded. The memory of the supreme elder was very clear, this Gain spirit pattern was also personally modified by him, and it could increase its effect by one fold, which meant that a Cloud Spirit Grass could be treated as two stalks.

This time around, Zhang Yan's inscription technique was very successful. Although compared to last time, it took more effort and soul power, this time Zhang Yan had succeeded. Moreover, he had completed all ten of the spirit pattern papers, so his success rate had reached one hundred percent.

This time, the consumption was even greater than last time. Zhang Yan felt that his head was so swollen and painful that it was about to explode, and Zhang Yan wanted to immediately fall asleep on his bed, but he just wanted to try the effect of increasing the amount of spirit tattoos. Zhang Yan had just finished carving, so he took out ten Cloud Spirit Grass and placed it on the wooden basin. When the spirit tattoos were stuck on the basin, the water in the basin turned a light green, and Zhang Yan could feel the rich and pure spirit energy contained within it.

Zhang Yan stripped naked and sat in the basin. He closed his eyes and started to rapidly practice the Asura Transformation.

As time passed, the green liquid in the basin gradually began to emit a faint air current. The air current was just like a thick fog, but a tinge of green within, slowly rising, and finally, following Zhang Yan's breathing, it entered into Zhang Yan's body.

As the Qi flowed into his body, Zhang Yan's originally handsome face seemed to instantly emit a lustre similar to that of a warm jade. The frown that had been etched deep into his brows due to the headache suddenly disappeared.

Seemingly aware of the magical effects of the spirit pattern talisman and the miraculous effects of the Cloud Spirit Grass Bath, Zhang Yan's face brimmed with a faint smile of gratification.

Knowing the miraculous effects of the Cloud Spirit Grass' medicinal liquid plus the spiritual imprints, how could Zhang Yan miss such a good opportunity to cultivate? Zhang Yan closed his eyes and maintained his best cultivation state, greedily absorbing the gentle spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth from the medicinal liquid.

The green spirit liquid stained Zhang Yan's skin, trickling down his skin and pores, seeping into Zhang Yan's body. With the circulation of the Asura Transformation, the spirit liquid flowed through Zhang Yan's body, nourishing his bones and cleansing his meridians …

Under Zhang Yan's endless demand, more and more air currents were absorbed by Zhang Yan into his body, and more air currents also came out from the medicinal liquid under his body, forming a fog of spiritual energy that completely covered Zhang Yan's body. From the outside, Zhang Yan could only faintly see a shadow inside.

Zhang Yan continued to cultivate like this, forgetting to eat and sleep, and time slowly passed …

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yan, who had his eyes tightly closed, blinked. When the last bit of spiritual energy in the spiritual liquid was absorbed by Zhang Yan, a huge change happened in Zhang Yan's dantian; his originally calm dantian was already overturned, and the eighth spiritual energy cyclone also completely formed at this moment. Not only did it form, the excess spiritual energy also solidified Zhang Yan's cultivation, and a moment later, his pitch-black eyes suddenly opened, and a red light flashed across his eyes.

Slowly exhaling the turbid air from his chest, Zhang Yan blinked, and immediately covered his nose with his hands, as a foul stench assaulted him once again. Zhang Yan was just too familiar with this smell, and when he lowered his head and saw that the water in the basin had already turned as black as ink, Zhang Yan abruptly stood up and jumped out of the basin, quickly wiping his body clean, and stretched lazily at this time, feeling the rich spiritual energy in his body and the great strength of his physical body, he smiled and muttered to himself: "Training becomes harder, and requires more spiritual energy, and my body and spiritual roots also needs a large amount of spiritual energy.

Ever since he started cultivating, Zhang Yan had been in his room for an entire month. In this one month, besides eating, drinking, and other necessary things, he had almost never stepped out of his room.

Although the days of cultivation were boring and ordinary people couldn't train for such a long period of time, to Zhang Yan who had experienced so much mockery, this was nothing more than a small matter.

The taunts and supercilious looks he had received from the Refinement Stage allowed Zhang Yan to understand the importance of strength in this world.