Dragon Prince Yuan

Zhou Yuan's eyes stared fiercely at the mother of the wind spiritual pattern, which emitted an extremely ancient breath. It took some time before it gradually calmed down. Then his soul sent a request fluctuation against the spotted god. After all, the mother of the wind spiritual pattern existed above the god grind. Without the permission of the god grind, his soul would be crushed if it dared to approach.

Accepting the request of the Zhou Yuan, Divine Mill did not refuse, as long as it did not touch upon the question of principle, it would not generally refuse the request of the Zhou Yuan, because it was an order left behind when the heavens created it.

In a sense, anyone who has cultivated the Chaos God sharpening idea may manipulate it, although the current circumference is too small to do so at all.

When the divine grind allowed, Zhou Yuantong sat down and the power of the divine soul dissipated, gradually approaching the speckle to rebut the divine grind.

And as the power of the divine soul approaches, the circumferential side can feel the horrific oppression of divine grinding. Even if the divine grinding deliberately converges on the oppression, that kind of oppression still causes the power of the circumferential divine soul to fluctuate dramatically, as if it were about to collapse.

But good for Zhou Yuan to forcibly resist that kind of oppression, the power of the divine soul approached the mother of the wind spiritual pattern.

With the power of the divine soul, he circled outside the mother of the wind spiritual pattern and realized that subtle breath fluctuations.

This fluctuation is slightly similar to the source marks of the wind's spiritual pattern, but it needs to appear even more expansive.

Zhou Yuan's divine soul power rested on the mother of the wind spiritual pattern, constantly familiarizing himself with its breath and running traces, so close to half a column of incense, he finally withdrew the divine soul power.

Zhou Yuan revealed his contemplative color, stretching out his fingers in front of him in the void, countless source marks emerged, gradually formed a complex and obscure source pattern. It was precisely the source pattern structure that he took several days to deduce, but due to the lack of core objects, this source pattern was not fluctuating and the death was heavy.

Zhou Yuan's soul waved, the power of the soul gathered quickly in front of him, and he began to copy the breath of the mother of the Spiritual Print.

At the beginning, the copies were constantly failing, but as the number of failures increased, the copies of the Zhou Yuan became more and more proficient. After all, the body was right in front of him, and he could always change the errors in the copies.

After so many failures, at a certain moment, a subtle breath with a divine soul finally appeared in front of the Zhou Yuan.

When the smell appeared in front of him, Zhou Yuan distinctly saw that the mother body of the wind and spiritual pattern on the speckle grinding revealed a slight light.

“Got it!”

Zhou Yuan Daxi, but his heart remained calm and focused, and then he read his mind. The subtle breath in front of him was drifting towards the source-grained housing, and finally went directly to the most central position, discarded, and then flowed.

Buzz!

The moment it flows, this deathly sought-after time bursts into light, as if it were resurrected.

Zhou Yuan spirited, slowly compressed the source pattern, and finally formed the clap size. He quickly removed a blank jade brief and engraved this clap size source pattern on it.

At this moment, the new pattern he made finally took shape!

“Has it finally succeeded...” Zhou Yuan's eyes burst with excitement, his soul rolled up Jade Jane, pierced the wind layer and quickly fell back into the body.

“Try the effect! ”

Zhou Yuan spent half a day in the golden sack and finally found a pathetic treasure coin in the corner with a dark face, not knowing when it was the missed fish.

“Already so poor?” Zhou Yuan muttered, took it out, and burned quickly.

As this last home coin was sacrificed, a blue wind burst into the sky.

Zhou Yuan quickly smashed that jade Jane, only to see the light surge, a source print appeared in her chest, not like a trapped mesh, but like a small vortex...

The heavenly wind swept over her body like a blade.

Circumferential condensation sensing.

A ray of wind crosses the body, and the circumference can even sense some of the source marks in the wind.

And just when they come into contact with the body, there seems to be some sort of fluctuation coming out of the sourced whirlpool at the chest.

The next moment, Zhou Yuan felt clearly, it seemed that the wind that passed through his body was slightly delayed for a moment, and then he opened his eyes and saw that the traces of the source, like a slight light point, were coming out of the wind, like a bird throwing into the forest, directly and automatically into the source whirlpool.

Half a day later, when the winds of the heavens were scattered, Zhou Yuan's eyes were still staring.

“This efficiency, more than usual, is nearly 50% higher!” Zhou Yuan is a bit of a shock, you know, the efficiency of the trace enhancement is about 20%, and his source print can actually have a 50% effect?!

If there is 10% of the source marks contained in the wind, then every time the flesh does not rely on foreign objects, it is basically only 40%. With traces, this number can reach 60%. But at present, his source marks can increase efficiency to 90%!

Don't underestimate the higher 30%, if it accumulates over the years, it's definitely a small scale.

This effect is astonishing to Zhou Yuan.

“Is this the gap between passivity and initiative?” Zhou Yuan's impatient tongue, he had previously guessed that the smell of the mother of wind spirits as the core of the source of wind spirits may have a significant effect on the source of wind spirits, but at present, he still underestimated the attractiveness of the mother's smell to the source of wind spirits.

“Fifty percent of the effect is too high, which should be why I am copying the Spirit Pattern Mother too perfect, then if you want to make a lot of this source print, then you don't have to do it so perfectly, otherwise you waste too much energy and time. ”

Zhou Yuan's eyes flashed, the effect of tracing marks was 20%. He thought it would be good to sell the effect of suppressing his source trace to 40%. As for the 50% effect, it could be used exclusively for some trustworthy people, such as Ye Bingling, Yichiu Shui, Yao Zhixuan, they...

But finally, it worked.

Zhou Yuan's face revealed a heavily relieved divine color, and then he sat down again, and his soul broke out, crossing the wind layer, to reach the place of divine grinding.

He needs a lot of making up for tomorrow.

So, for the rest of the night, the circumference was constantly replicating the scent of the mother of the Spiritual Print, and a new source-print jade Jane was made.

As soon as he felt the next morning, more than 200 jade jeans were floating in front of him.

Zhou Yuan's soul stretched out his hand and grabbed a jade Jane. He looked at the engraved source pattern, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“I haven't given it a name yet...”

“Just call it, Wind Mother. ”