In the library, Yi Shuyuan slowly opened his eyes. He could feel the interior scenery and the alchemy furnace burning with alchemy fire, and he could also feel what the alchemy energy finally gave birth to.

"This is the magic power of immortality!"

Come as soon as you call, and your thoughts will move you thousands of times!

Yi Shuyuan used his own spiritual energy to cast spells before, and he was already very proficient.

But after experiencing the real magical power of immortality, Yi Shuyuan realized how crude his previous methods were.

Mana, mana, the power to control law.

The so-called immortal method must have absolute control over the method it casts, so it can be called "control".

However, it can generate magic and cast magic simply driven by spiritual energy, but it cannot be called true "control".

Even flying in the wind, which Yi Shuyuan is proud of, can only be called "climbing the wind". It is more like catching a gust of wind and hitching a ride without wearing a seat belt.

A slightly more powerful immortal cultivator, one who can use the true art of wind control, could throw Yi Shuyuan out of the car, and maybe he could be thrown to death directly...

Of course, Yi Shuyuan's own aura is very special, which also makes his spells more controllable.

If an ordinary immortal cultivator does not have magic power, using spiritual energy alone is the same as trying to directly cast spells by borrowing spiritual energy from the outside world. It will be very difficult if you are not at a certain level.

Thinking about it now, Yi Shuyuan felt that his previous self was quite cute like a child who thought he was great.

"Hahahahahahahaha..."
Chapter completed!