Chapter 204: The Powerful Necromancer (III)

The sound of the zither sounded from the center of the clouds and mist, and the notes were calm and vigorous, with a bit of sadness and grace, and a bit of softness and comfort, and were just waving in the mountains.

Sitting between the clouds and mist was Ye Yinzhu. It was already evening, and the sun was slowly setting from the distance of the west, and darkness was gradually coming.

The waterfall-shaped piano was placed flat on Ye Yinzhu's knees. The orange-yellow piano body burst out with a soft halo, but there was a faint white layer in the deep purple light, which made the original purple light a little light.

It was not a sub-god-level milky white, but a pale color. Every time the dark sound bloomed, it would produce a special feeling of either hollow or fulfilling.

The touch of the soul permeates the sound of the piano. The thick black fog in front of Ye Yinzhu seems to be fluctuating with the rhythm of the piano. Every time it fluctuates, the black fog becomes a little solidified.

Buzz ——As the last sound of the piano ended quietly, Ye Yinzhu did not wipe away the afterglow of the piano with her hands as usual, but let the trembling strings float and whirl in the air. The rich purple light mixed with the pale color gradually dissipated, but the surrounding clouds and mist still formed a different kind of hole and could not float into the range before the piano.

"Okay, a requiem, I really don't know if you should describe you as a genius of piano magic or a genius of undead magic." The low and hoarse voice was filled with indescribable excitement, and the black mist condensed into a ball and floated in front of Ye Yinzhu.

"Teacher, I can already integrate the magic of the undead into every piano piece. Through the integration of mental power and soul, the original function of the piano piece can also be produced between the soul. How do you feel?" Ye Yinzhu looked at the black fog in front of her.

Phil Jackson said with satisfaction: "After all, you are the cultivator who combines piano magic and undead magic. Your understanding is deeper than my understanding. Although there are no other undead here to command you, even my soul will be touched by your piano music. From this we can see that your fusion magic has excellent effect. All you need now is to obtain a real soul. Although I cannot be sure of what level your undead magic has reached, I think it will not be lower than your piano magic level. To be honest, I am a little unwilling to accept it. Judging from your current practice method, undead magic has become a manifestation of your piano magic, or an additional effect in piano magic. The strength of the effect must be changed according to your soul's driving. If you can meet you earlier and you are still a piece of blank paper, I will definitely be confident that you will be the most powerful undead magician in history."

Ye Yinzhu smiled slightly. For more than two months, he had been on the top of the mountain. He reached his current level. Food was no longer a very important thing. Through powerful magic power, he transferred the magic elements in the air into his air through the magic robe of the divine source to supplement his body's consumption, which was enough to maintain his survival needs.

For more than two months, he was practicing undead magic all the time, allowing it to gradually merge with piano magic. He found that undead magic is a deeper manifestation of spiritual magic in a sense, and has a strong influence on the soul through the guidance of his own soul. Although undead magic is extremely powerful, it also has its shortcomings. It is not as good as piano magic as it can act in all situations. Therefore, in the fusion process, as Phil Jackson said, undead magic becomes a part of piano magic.

Until today, eighty-days have passed, and in less than three months, Ye Yinzhu has completed the process of fusion of undead magic and piano magic. At the same time, he has also learned a lot of knowledge about undead magic from Phil Jackson. As for the application, it can only be gradually practiced in the future.

"Teacher. Is my undead magic now considered to be completed?" Ye Yinzhu asked. It has been more than two months here, so he naturally knew that Zi was protecting him below, and at the same time he also passed on the news of his safety back to Qincheng. However, Qincheng has many affairs, and there are still many things that he, the lord, needs to decide. Moreover, the situation in the mainland changes almost every day, and time is extremely important to him.

"No, it's not possible." Phil Jackson said in a deep voice.

Ye Yinzhu's eyes showed a light of confusion, looking at the black fog in front of her.

Phil Jackson said: "I'm not saying that your magical strength is not good. But in terms of application, if you want to become a real undead magician, you have to complete the undead submission. Otherwise, how can you be considered a master?"

"Conquer the undead?" Ye Yinzhu was stunned for a moment, and he felt that with his current strength, even the undead produced by a purple-level strong man after his death, he had the confidence to conquer. Of course, the premise was that the other party's strength could not exceed his own during his lifetime.

Phil Jackson said, "That's right. I had already thought about it when you started practicing undead magic. When you achieve your established cultivation goal like now, it's time to take the last step. Are you very confused and don't know what kind of undead you should subdue? It's very simple."

As he spoke, the black fog in front of Ye Yinzhu condensed into shape, transforming into a big hand, stretched forward with his index finger and pointed it at Ye Yinzhu's heart.

A strong soul wave violently stimulated Ye Yinzhu's heart position. Then, a colorful light mainly dark gold ray suddenly burst out from his heart position. Even Phil Jackson's powerful soul dodged in an instant, not daring to collide with the strong light.

In an instant, Ye Yinzhu felt that the magic power and fighting spirit in his body were rushing towards his heart madly. The energy of his body suddenly contracted and was released instantly. A flash of light, and the strange dragon-shaped guqin had quietly appeared in front of him. I wonder if the aura of this guqin was too strong. The artifact-level guqin waterfall beads that were originally on Ye Yinzhu's knees actually returned to his space ring in an instant.

"Dry Wood Dragon Roar?" Ye Yinzhu looked at the guqin on her knees in surprise. At this time, his spiritual aura was completely connected to the guqin. Although he did not play it, he could still clearly feel his mental power, magic power and fighting energy were consumed rapidly.

"That's right, it's the roar of the dead wood. During the period of sleeping in your body, I carefully explored the power of this super artifact. It is a real super artifact. Among the artifacts you have seen, only the Thunder God Hammer in a complete state can be comparable to it. Since I have helped you use it with the power of the soul, I have a relatively good understanding of its energy intensity. According to my calculations, when you reach the first level of the second god level, you can really use this super artifact to exert its power. Of course, at that time, you will not be able to use it like other guqins like the arm and fingers."

"But the super artifact is a super artifact. Even if it only exerts a certain amount of strength, it is far from comparable to ordinary artifacts. As the lord of Qincheng, there are too many dangers you will face in the future. Especially the threats from the French Blue, so I hope you can use this super artifact as soon as possible to better protect yourself."

Speaking of this, Phil Jackson's tone became a little sad, "Everyone is selfish, and I am no exception. Child, you can say that it is my only hope. Only you can get my soul bead back from Sloan. So, I only hope you become stronger."

"But, what does this have to do with conquering the soul?" Ye Yinzhu asked.

Phil Jackson said: "Your magic power and fighting energy have reached the seventh level of purple level. After more than two months of continuous hard work, the characteristics of undead magic have been added. With your current comprehensive strength, even the ninth level of purple level may not be able to take advantage of you. The balance of fighting energy and magic power is your greatest advantage, which makes your body's ability to withstand much more than that of ordinary magicians. Therefore, you are actually only one line away from using this super artifact. The difference is that you cannot control it and let it come out of your heart for you to use."

Ye Yinzhu looked down at the dead wood Long Yinqin on his legs. He suddenly understood and said in a lost voice: "Teacher, you won't let me conquer that soul."

Phil Jackson smiled and said, "Yes, it's it. Are you scared?"

Ye Yinzhu shook her head and said, "I am not incompatible with it, I am afraid that I will not. But with my current strength, can I really conquer a sub-god-level soul?"

Phil Jackson said: "Of course not. You are still quite apart from subsuming the sub-god soul. After all, it is a major leap from the purple level to the sub-god level. However, the real sub-god level is not. But now, this guy in the Dead Wood Dragon Roaring Piano is still at the sub-god level, but his real strength is no longer the sub-god level. Not to mention that after being trapped by the Dead Wood Dragon Roaring Piano for so long, his soul is weak and can only be used as the piano soul. The weakened souls during his lifetime have made him the weakest sub-god level undead. For you, this is simply a unique condition."
Chapter completed!