Although he had been concentrating on reading the scroll, Zhou Baopu still had no idea what Fu Dao was. Because Zhou Baopu has not seen any patterns in these seemingly chaotic Tao, let alone understand the basics of Talisman Tao.
Moreover, what made Zhou Baopu feel a little overwhelmed the most was that the scroll seemed to emit a kind of fluctuation. This kind of fluctuation seemed to challenge his eyes all the time, making him look at it for a long time, and there would be a very strange feeling. Feeling tired and sleepy, I wanted to fall asleep right away.
Whenever this situation occurs, Zhou Baopu gradually becomes confused after thinking about it, and then realizes that this is what Zhu Kuang calls exhaustion of deep thought.
Thinking of this, Zhou Baopu couldn't help but smile.
This laughter was a mockery of himself. He never expected that his mental power would be so unbearable. As a result, his chances of even understanding the scroll became nihilistic and slim.
He reached into his arms and solemnly and carefully took out the small bottle of pregnancy spirit liquid. Zhou Baopu held it in his palm like a treasure, obviously full of expectations for its effect. He has not forgotten the look of deep pain on Zhu Kuang's face when he took out the pregnant spirit liquid.
"If Zhu Kuang hadn't sent the pregnant spirit liquid, I'm afraid it would have been impossible to understand this scroll, let alone three days, even thirty days, right?"
Zhou Baopu looked at the pregnant spirit liquid for a while, his expression slow. Slowly it became brighter, and his lips kept moving, asking himself secretly in his heart.
"However, now that we have the pregnancy spirit liquid, everything is different."
Thinking of this, Zhou Baopu quickly opened the lid of the small bottle, carefully poured out a drop, opened his mouth, and let the drop of pregnancy spirit liquid It fell into the mouth, and then the bottle was corked again, and the baby unusually put it in his arms.
After hiding the pregnancy spirit fluid, Zhou Baopu quickly sat down cross-legged and meditated to run the blood circulation route of his blood skill Monkey Walking in the World.
Bits of blood flowed through Zhou Baopu's meridians. The blood that was already a little stronger than before seemed to have grown stronger.
In addition to feeling the changes in his blood energy, Zhou Baopu felt even more deeply the changes in his mind power.
With the nourishment of the Pregnant Spirit Liquid, his mind that was still muddled just now not only slowly regained its clarity along with the flow of Qi and blood in his body, but this level of clarity made it difficult for Zhou Baopu to decipher the scroll. His gloomy mood suddenly became clear.
When the blood energy in the body circulated for more than three weeks, the feeling of increasing mental power finally slowly subsided.
Zhou Baopu knew that even a treasure like the Pregnancy Spirit Liquid, with such consumption, had finally exhausted every drop of its curative effect.
"Didn't you say that it only takes half an hour to consume it?"
At this time, thinking of Zhu Kuang's introduction to the pregnancy spirit liquid, Zhou Baopu couldn't help but feel a little stunned, because he ran the time of three weeks in the world of monkeys. , only one or twenty minutes, less than half an hour described by Zhu Kuang.
But this is obviously not a problem that bothers Zhou Baopu, because in this way, the shortening of the time for him to refine the pregnancy spirit liquid will undoubtedly free up more time for him to study the contents of the scroll, which is very important for the third party. For Zhou Baopu, who only had three days before the Dao examination, it was definitely the best.
Zhou Baopu understood that what he lacked now was not only an understanding of the Tao of Talisman, but also a limited resource. This decisive resource is time.
Slowly opening his eyes, Zhou Baopu's pupils flashed with purple light. At the same time, without wasting any time, Zhou Baopu started reading the scroll again. Zhou Baopu had put the scroll on his knees before, but in order to save time, he didn't bother to put it away.
The moonlight outside the window was dim. It was because the moon was setting, and the darkest moment before dawn came, but because Zhou Baopu's house was lit with oil lamps. Zhou Baopu didn't notice much about the change in the sky. Because all his thoughts were spent on the scroll.
The darkness outside the window dissipated, that was when the sun went up the mountain, and the darkest part before dawn faded. The golden sun penetrated Zhou Baopu's window and shone on Zhou Baopu's cheeks, as if a golden film had been cast on his appearance.
As if he couldn't feel hunger or the cold, the sun rose in the east and set in the west. Zhou Baopu never even got out of bed. He spent the whole day and half of the night studying scrolls. He seemed reluctant to even get out of bed to go to the toilet. It's like squeezing it out for yourself.
When a person devotes all his energy to a certain thing, due to the firmness of his mental power, he can enter a state of selflessness for a period of time.
In this repetitive cycle, Zhou Baopu's spirit is constantly changing from hazy to clear. The pregnancy spirit fluid in the small bottle is decreasing, but Zhou Baopu's patience seems to have become stronger. The eyes looking at the scroll became much more fiery.
Zhou Baopu opened his eyes again. After taking a drop of pregnant spirit liquid again, his spirit had returned to its best state.
Opening the scroll and looking at it intently, Zhou Baopu suddenly felt happy, because he discovered that in the process of concentrating like this, he suddenly and ecstatically discovered that it turned out that the ink marks on the scrolls were not static, but were changed by spiritual power. After condensing to a certain level, they can actually change again.
This discovery made Zhou Baopu's whole person excited.
Although Zhou Baopu had always maintained a full spirit, his physical and mental fatigue was deeply buried. It's just that now he has been in a state of mental concentration, so he has not noticed the hidden dangers buried in his body.
The scroll that had been puzzling Zhou Baopu for a long time finally revealed a clue. This made Zhou Baopu, who had been exploring hard but had no idea, couldn't help but feel a surge of joy in his heart. However, he did not become complacent because of this, but instead looked more concerned.
As Zhou Baopu's mental concentration increased, Zhou Baopu finally discovered that the chaotic and seemingly ethereal strokes in front of him seemed to have life, and were slowly outlining the familiar and universal language along a mysterious trajectory. Word.
This feeling made Zhou Baopu feel a little excited. It was an exciting feeling.
"The journey of the Talisman Dao is extremely difficult, and only those with great perseverance cannot intervene. The so-called Talisman Dao is a person who uses runes to carry the power of blood and realize many magical powers. The so-called Rune Dao is interconnected with one hundred and eight talisman roots. It is carved. If you want to carve runes, you must learn the roots of the runes; if you want to learn the roots of the runes, you must understand their spirits; if you want to understand their spirits, you must concentrate on your thoughts..." Zhou Baopu felt happy, and his thoughts relaxed because of this
. . At the moment when his mind was relaxed, he found that his originally clear self was automatically dismembered again. Almost after blinking, Zhou Baopu looked at the runes again and was confused again.