The Lord of Void and Real

Chapter 77: Chapter 76: Self-regulation of Water Control

The joy in Shen Luo’s eyes deepened, as his mind resolved, his palm slightly turned.

The suspended stream of water immediately shattered with a “pop,” and seven or eight long heads peeked out from the water splash. After twisting left and right a few times, they came rushing out with their bodies.

Those were seven or eight crystal-clear steeds, the size of hunting dogs. Their four hooves began to run side by side in the void.

The steeds circled around Shen Luo, colliding and merging with each other. The resulting splashes of water didn’t fall back into the water but instead fused to form a larger, fulsome figure. Ultimately, they combined to become a mature steed.

The steed was robust, with visible mane patterns on its neck. Inside, it was crystalline and transparent, with traces of the water liquid flowing as if sculpted from crystal, exquisitely unmatched.

However, right after that, Shen Luo’s mind stirred again. The galloping pony suddenly created a splash under its hooves. The whole body seemingly plunged into the water and gradually sank.

But its head gradually elongated, no longer having a mane and erect ears. It gradually turned into a crystal-clear water python. After its head went down, it didn’t sink into the water, but skidded left and right along the water surface.

The python’s movements were startlingly like a live one.

Shen Luo, with a single hand, flicked upwards, and the water python twisted its body, snaking upwards. Suddenly, two water waves rose on its back, gradually forming two crystal-clear water curtains that looked like wings.

The python’s body grew smaller, and the head became sharper until it eventually transformed into a large peng with outstretched wings, soaring into the sky.

The peng’s claws bent like silver hooks, with every feather on his body detailed and distinct. It was transparent crystal-clear, yet vibrant and realistic.

However, its flying height was quite limited, just over ten feet high before it fell straight down as if exhausted, ultimately hitting the water surface, causing ripples and then calming down.

“Strange… it’s so easy?” Shen Luo, who consumed a considerable amount of mana, stopped chanting his magic spell but was brimming with amazement.

This was his first attempt in water control after cultivating the Nameless Cultivation Technique. How come it was so successful? n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Water is known for its fickle nature, most prone to—the yet hardest for—transformation. To guide the water flow according to one’s will is not hard in water control technique; still, to transform its form requires long-term practice.

Earlier, Shen Luo casually controlled the water flow to change and create many transformations, which is not easy in itself. Moreover, his transformations were lifelike, even embodying some of the original animal charm.

He suspected that an ordinary person would likely need millions of practice attempts to achieve this level.

“Could it be that I have some unique talents for water-type techniques? Or does my physique have some special characteristics that naturally resonate with Water Spirit Qi?” Shen Luo marveled privately.

However, with a little thought, he doubted it. If he truly were of extraordinary gifts, it should have manifested earlier, instead of always lagging behind. He even took a full two years to cultivate the Small Transformation Yang Skill.

Most likely, it has something to do with the cold stream that was injected into his body by the skull earlier.

With these thoughts, he strolled back to the shore, found a larger smooth round stone, and closed his eyes while sitting.

After resting for a while, Shen Luo reached into his bosom and fumbled around. He took out a fork about a foot long. It was the grey-white Talisman Fork that he had obtained from Lu Huaming.

The day he got it, he had tried to activate it but ended up failing. Today, he wanted to try again.

This time, he placed the talisman fork flat on his open palm. After making a hand seal, he turned his inner mana and channeled it into the talisman fork.

The talisman on the fork handle lit up slightly, and a layer of grey-white light immediately spread out, covering the entire talisman fork.

Shen Luo did not rush to stimulate his mana to let the talisman fork fly, like last time. Instead, he carefully controlled his mana to keep it in a stable state and poured it into the talisman fork.

As wisps of mana continuously flowed into the fork, the white light on it became brighter, and it began to hover slightly, floating leisurely in the air about three inches above his palm.

Simultaneously, the fork’s light flashed again, and suddenly it became three times larger, just like when Lu Huaming had activated it.

Shen Luo’s spirits lifted, and he immediately shouted, “Rise.”

The light on the talisman fork flashed, and it shot forward immediately, soaring up from the ground, quickly flying higher than the large rocks on both sides of the shallow pond.

As Shen Luo looked up and was a little distracted, the talisman fork began to sway, and it seemed about to fall stubbornly.

His heart tightened, and he hurriedly steadied his senses, carefully using his mana to draw the talisman fork.

It wasn’t difficult to make the talisman fork rise. However, controlling its movements was not so simple. Although Shen Luo was consciously guiding it to fly forward, the talisman fork did not obey at all and rushed straight into the sky.

As the talisman fork rose to around two Zhang high, the connection between it and Shen Luo started to gradually weaken. The white light on it also became somewhat unstable, flashing on and off.

When it rose to about three Zhang high, its light flashed more rapidly and all at once it lost control, fell straight down into the not very distant stream.

Seeing this, Shen Luo rushed forward, still holding onto his magic spell, poured all his mental energy into the talisman fork and shouted, “Rise!”

The talisman fork, just before it was about to fall into the water, the white light on the surface steadied again and it suspended in mid-air over the water.

Shen Luo wiped off his forehead sweat, his hand slowly lifting the talisman fork. It gradually rose from the water surface moving slowly towards the shore.

However, as soon as the talisman fork had left the water surface, the light on its surface began to tremble again.

This time, its light suddenly decreased, and with a “plop,” it fell on the ground.

Simultaneously, Shen Luo also felt that his Dantian became emptier as his mana was used up more than half.

He walked over to the talisman fork, picked it up sat on the ground, his back soaked with sweat.

“Who would have thought that controlling a talismanic instrument would consume so much? Bai Xiaotian seemed so relaxed that time when he was fighting with Ding Yuan. Being an Inner Sect Disciple, he sure has some skills,” Shen Luo murmured as he caught his breath.

At this moment, he recalled Lu Huaming’s Sword Flight scene, increasingly drawn toward it.

After resting for a short awhile, Shen Luo started to practice with the talisman fork again.

About half an hour later, a sharp sound of “clank” suddenly echoed in the valley.

The talisman fork was seen shooting from the void, about three Zhang high, crashing down onto a boulder, scraping up a string of golden sparks before sticking diagonally into a rock crevice.