People in Doupo: Unparalleled Talents Actually Bring a System

Xiao Ling murmured softly while feeling the constantly changing rune fluctuations in front of him.

After he finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes. His mind moved slightly, and his consciousness came to the front of Niwan Palace quietly like a light smoke.

At this moment, the Niwan Palace was like a tiny but bright light, floating slowly in the air, continuously emitting vast and majestic spiritual power fluctuations.

You know, the method of seal condensation is the most critical and necessary step to embark on the path of a talisman master.

After all, only by truly condensing one's own spiritual power into a natal talisman can one truly be worthy of the title of "Talisman Master".

Now, what Xiao Ling has to do is to condense the crucial talisman of his life.

Once these natal seals are successfully condensed, one's ability to control mental power will be greatly enhanced. At the same time, one can also use this process to temper mental power, making it more solid and stable.

Moreover, if the natal talisman is not inherited from the same lineage, the talisman condensed will often be different. Naturally, the strength of the power contained in it will also be different.

However, for Xiao Ling, who had the assistance of the ancestral stone and had prepared the materials needed to condense his natal talisman, the natal talisman he condensed must be the strongest after the ancestral talisman.

Since he had made thorough preparations long ago, Xiao Ling knew very well how to condense his own natal talisman. Therefore, he did not hesitate at all and immediately began to condense his natal talisman.

When Xiao Ling's mind moved slightly, an invisible storm seemed to start in the Niwan Palace in an instant. The majestic and vast spiritual power seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force and began to spin rapidly, and the speed of rotation became faster and faster, as if it was about to break through all shackles.

At the same time, a strange and ethereal voice echoed in Xiao Ling's mind. The voice seemed to be far away in the sky, yet seemed to be close to his ears, with an indescribable mysterious charm.

At this moment, Xiao Ling's face was calm and composed, without any panic. Although it was the first time for him to condense his life seal, he was absolutely confident in his mental power.

After all, Xiao Ling's soul power has reached the realm of spiritual perfection. You know, in this vast Douqi continent, this level of soul power is at the top level. Looking at the entire continent, there are very few people who can surpass Xiao Ling in soul power.

Now it is only the first stage on the road of a talisman master, which is to condense the natal talisman. Although the situation itself is somewhat special and there may be some other situations, if he cannot even pass this level, it would be a great shame for Xiao Ling. It would be better for him to just find a piece of tofu and die than to be so embarrassed.

At this moment, Xiao Ling was fully focused and immersed in the crucial process of condensing his natal talisman.

Inside the Niwan Palace, the spiritual power under his control was like a well-trained army, rotating and converging in an orderly manner along a predetermined trajectory. Every bit of power seemed to be endowed with spirituality, blending with each other without interfering with each other. The entire space was filled with the majestic and pure light of spiritual power.

At this moment, the rune floating in front of Xiao Ling seemed to be summoned by some unknown force and slowly floated into Xiao Ling's mind.

The rune was flickering with a dreamy glow, and every ray of light seemed to contain the ultimate secrets of heaven and earth. As it approached Xiao Ling's mind, the rune trembled slightly, as if it was having a silent conversation with Xiao Ling's mental power.

As it continued to go deeper, the air around it seemed to become heavier, and the mysterious power carried by the rune began to intertwine and collide with the spiritual power in Xiao Ling's Niwan Palace.

For a moment, Xiao Ling felt as if there were bursts of electric currents passing through his mind, which brought a bit of pain, but also an indescribable wonderful feeling, as if his own mental power was working with the power of this rune, preparing to jointly give birth to the crucial natal rune.

On the path of cultivation of talisman masters, most ordinary talisman masters can rely on their own mental strength to condense their own natal talismans, and do not need to use external objects for assistance. This is also the case when condensing some natal spiritual talismans.

They only need to rely on their own profound spiritual foundation and follow the orthodox methods passed down, so that they can guide their spiritual power to gather and condense step by step and finally achieve their natal talisman.

However, the natal talisman that Xiao Ling wanted to condense was completely different. Its birth was destined to go through some different means and the assistance of some external objects.

The condensation process must be assisted by many other special factors. Only in this way can it be possible to successfully condense this destiny talisman. This is also the reason why the ancestor stone had to spend a lot of time preparing many matters.

If the ancestral stone was simply allowed to create a method of condensation, and then directly handed it over to Xiao Ling, allowing him to rely on his own strength to condense it, although it seems to be fine from a process point of view, the actual effect would be disappointing.

The natal talisman condensed in that way, whether in terms of the effect of amplifying mental power or the strength of the mysterious power contained in it, is far inferior to the powerful natal talisman that Xiao Ling is carefully condensing at this moment.

At this moment, as the rune continued to float towards Xiao Ling's mind and constantly blended and collided with his mental power, those auxiliary factors prepared in advance also began to take effect.

Strands of strange energy threads gathered from all directions, entwining the runes and Xiao Ling's mental power more tightly, making the fusion of the two more stable and profound, and turning into a vortex, and began to constantly intertwine with each other.

In the Niwan Palace, the vortex formed by the gathering of spiritual power was continuously rotating in this peculiar and slightly strange rhythm. The entire space seemed to be pulled by this mysterious force, immersed in a mysterious atmosphere.

At this moment, Xiao Ling frowned slightly. He vaguely felt that suddenly a strange and special mental power was emanating from the rune that slowly floated into his mind.

After noticing the emergence of this strange and special mental power, Xiao Ling already understood in his mind. With his previous detailed understanding of the entire condensation process, he knew that this was the most critical moment to condense the natal talisman.

At that moment, Xiao Ling's eyes suddenly focused, and a hint of determination flashed in his deep eyes for an instant. All his energy and spirit were highly concentrated at this moment.

Then, he suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Congeal!"

This short and powerful word, as if carrying a tremendous force, exploded in his Niwan Palace.

With this low shout, the vortex of mental power, which was already spinning at high speed and intertwined with the special mental power of the rune, instantly increased its speed a bit, and its power became even more powerful and turbulent.

In the vortex, the light was brighter, and Xiao Ling's own mental power and the special mental power emanating from the runes began to merge in a more close and orderly way.

At the same moment when Xiao Ling uttered the word "condense", a mental wave that was far more powerful and domineering than before suddenly spread wildly from his mind like a surging tide.

The power contained in that spiritual fluctuation was so strong that it seemed to break through all obstacles and wreak havoc in this spiritual world.

And inside the Niwan Palace, the spiritual vortex that was originally spinning at high speed and shining with light suddenly emitted a heart-wrenching wailing sound.

Then, there was a loud "bang". The spiritual vortex could not withstand such tremendous pressure and suddenly exploded. The bright light instantly turned into countless tiny spots of light, splashing in all directions. The entire Niwan Palace fell into chaos and turmoil for a while.

This kind of noise was simply a storm of mental power raging here. Even Xiao Ling's long hair began to flutter wildly and rustle without wind.

And the spiritual power that was originally in the Niwan Palace began to show signs of rioting. They surged and collided wantonly, and even Xiao Ling found it difficult to fully control the manic power for a moment.

In this out-of-control situation, part of the soul power spread out of the body uncontrollably.

In an instant, a strange scene appeared around Xiao Ling. Circles of soul power halos that seemed to have substance were centered around him, rippling out like water waves, and directly formed a soul force field around Xiao Ling.

Even the surrounding space seemed to be distorted, appearing extremely mysterious and strange.

Such a sudden movement instantly broke the original tranquility here.

The few people who had been quietly observing Xiao Ling's every move naturally noticed this unusual situation at the first moment.

In an instant, the expressions of several people changed significantly, and the original atmosphere of relaxation or expectation disappeared without a trace.

Even Yao Chen, who was always calm and composed and never panicked, couldn't help but show a trace of worry on his face. His two handsome eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, a hint of doubt flashed across his eyes, and his gaze was fixed on where Xiao Ling was.

Zi Yan wrinkled her nose slightly, and her bright eyes were now filled with anxiety and confusion. She quickly cast her gaze towards Xiao Diao beside Yao Chen, and spoke in a tone of urgency, "Diao, what is the situation with Xiao Ling now? Look at this scene, it's too outrageous, it's completely different from what is recorded in the ancient books, could something have gone wrong?"

As Zi Yan finished speaking, the others all turned their eyes to the direction of Xiao Diao as if they had a telepathic connection. During this period of time, everyone knew that although Xiao Diao was not a talisman master, he had a wide range of knowledge in many areas related to talisman masters.

Compared to these beginners who were still in the initial stage of learning to be a talisman master, Xiao Diao knew much more. So when faced with Xiao Ling's distressing emergency, everyone subconsciously placed their hopes on Xiao Diao, hoping that it could give a reasonable explanation based on its own knowledge.

Faced with the eyes of the crowd, all of which were filled with anxiety and concern, and seeing the truly horrifying movements from Xiao Ling's side, Xiao Diao couldn't help but panic at first, and stood there for a moment, at a loss as to what to do.

After all, he was very concerned about Xiao Ling's safety, and this was the first time he had seen such a situation, so he couldn't come to any conclusion for a while.

Fortunately, after a moment, it received a message from the ancestral stone to clear up its confusion. The panic on its face gradually faded away, and it slowly came back to its senses.

"Everyone, when a talisman master condenses his natal talisman, breaking the Niwan Palace is a crucial process for the transformation of his spiritual power. During this process, the spiritual power that erupts should not be underestimated."

Xiao Diao calmed himself down for a moment, then turned his gaze towards the others, cleared his throat, and began to explain:

"As for Xiao Ling, his own soul power is beyond imagination. With such a strong foundation, if his Niwan Palace is opened now, the amount of spiritual power that will be released at once will be so huge that it is difficult to estimate. It is normal that there will be a lot of noise."

Medusa was already extremely worried about Xiao Ling's situation. After listening to Xiao Diao's introduction, she felt even more uneasy. She was extremely upset for a moment. Her eyebrows were raised, and her eyes were full of anxiety and worry. She shouted in a stern voice:

"Don't beat around the bush. Just tell me directly. Is Xiao Ling in danger?"

Seeing Medusa's anxious and slightly inappropriate reaction, several people felt a little confused.

After all, Medusa usually looks cool and calm, and rarely shows such emotions.

However, the situation was extremely urgent at the moment, and Xiao Ling's condition did not allow anyone to be distracted at all. Everyone's minds were all focused on whether Xiao Ling could safely get through this difficult time, so even if they felt a little strange in their hearts, they didn't care to pay any more attention to Medusa's unusual reaction.

"To be honest, there is indeed a little risk. You know, other people who practice the way of the talisman master will begin to condense their natal talisman after their mental power reaches the standard, and they will not wait until they have a strong foundation like Xiao Ling. Generally speaking, the deeper the foundation, the more difficult the challenge will be once the mental power explodes during this critical process of condensing the natal talisman."

Xiao Diao's expression straightened slightly, not paying any attention to Medusa's anxious and stern tone, and spoke solemnly.

As soon as Xiao Diao said this, everyone's faces instantly became even uglier.

However, before everyone had time to react, Xiao Diao immediately spoke:

"However, don't worry too much. Although this situation would be extremely dangerous if it happened to anyone else, who is he? He is Xiao Ling. There is nothing he can't do. Whether you believe it or not, I believe from the bottom of my heart that Xiao Ling will definitely get through this safely..."

Chapter 505: The Container of the Ancestral Talisman

In the Niwan Palace, mental power was surging and crashing wildly like a wild horse. The violent force caused the entire space to fall into extreme chaos and turbulence. The soul power halo around Xiao Ling continued to ripple outwards, and even the surrounding space was faintly distorted.

However, Xiao Ling did not lose consciousness for too long. He quickly took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and then began to concentrate on trying to control the disordered mental power.

In fact, when he started to condense his natal talisman, he had vaguely anticipated in his heart that with his strong spiritual foundation, breaking the Niwan Palace for the first time would inevitably cause quite a stir. However, he did not expect that the noise would be so huge that it was beyond his expectations.

There was a gleam in Xiao Ling's eyes. He concentrated on mobilizing his consciousness, trying to gather the mental power that was running around.

He first carefully released tiny but extremely condensed strands of mental power, like scattered thin threads, slowly entangling the turbulent mental forces, trying to pull them little by little onto the trajectory he had set.

With Xiao Ling's continuous efforts, the originally violent mental forces seemed to gradually feel his will and began to show signs of obedience, no longer colliding without any order like before.

The overflowing soul power halo gradually converged and no longer spread around as wildly as before, and the sense of spatial distortion also slowly weakened.

But this process was still extremely difficult. Every time Xiao Ling gathered a bit of mental power, it seemed as if he had to exhaust a lot of his energy. Beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, but the determination in his eyes never faded.

He knew very well that if he could not successfully control these mental powers, not only would all his efforts to condense his natal talisman be in vain, but he might even suffer unpredictable backlash. Therefore, no matter what, he had to grit his teeth and persevere to get this chaotic situation back on track.

Yao Chen and others who were watching all this quietly on the side, their hearts were always in their throats. They stared at Xiao Ling's every move, their hands unconsciously clenched into fists. For a moment, no one spoke, they just hoped that Xiao Ling could stabilize the situation as soon as possible and successfully get through this extremely dangerous stage.

Under Xiao Ling's best efforts to control, the originally chaotic mental power gradually became docile and began to flow slowly according to his wishes. The initial out-of-control situation had been curbed, and as time went on, his condition was getting better and better.

In the originally chaotic Niwan Palace, a strange sense of order was quietly growing.

The soul power halo that was overflowing before seemed to be attracted by something at this moment, and gathered in the direction of Xiao Ling in an orderly manner. The distortion of space became increasingly slight until it returned to normal, with only traces of spiritual power light remaining flickering, as if paving the way for the upcoming critical moment.

Seeing that the situation was stable, Xiao Ling did not dare to slack off at all, and immediately prepared to formally condense his natal talisman.

The rune that had previously floated into his mind began to shine brighter and brighter under Xiao Ling's urging. Mysterious rune powers emanated from it, blending with Xiao Ling's mental power and beginning to play a vital role.

Xiao Ling held his breath and concentrated, guiding his mental power to continuously converge towards the rune. They rotated around the rune in an orderly manner, and continued to condense and compress with the rhythm of the rotation.

Each compression seemed to remove the impurities in the mental power, making it more pure and condensed. The majestic mental power seemed to be kneaded into an invisible vortex, becoming more and more compact.

And the rune, which had been carefully prepared and blessed by the ancestral stone, was like a greedy absorber, continuously absorbing the spiritual power gathered by Xiao Ling. The light became more and more dazzling, as if it would illuminate this spiritual world as bright as day.

With the continuous infusion of mental power, the rune, which originally seemed not completely solid, became more and more substantial. Its outline became clearer, and the light emanating from it became thicker and thicker, appearing extraordinary and mysterious.

Above the rune, mysterious and complex lines seemed to be given life, and began to flow and flicker slowly, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story. Each line seemed to contain the purest power of rules between heaven and earth, which perfectly matched with the mental power that Xiao Ling poured in, intertwining and penetrating each other, and together pushed the rune to transform into a more complete form.

The runes kept interweaving, endlessly absorbing the spiritual power in Xiao Ling's Niwan Palace. Every bit of spiritual power that flowed in made its own form more complete, and the originally slightly illusory and fuzzy parts gradually became clear and discernible, and the lines of those runes became more and more smooth and natural.

As his mental power was drained away in large quantities, Xiao Ling felt that the speed at which his mental power was dissipating was faster than he could have imagined. An indescribable feeling of fatigue began to spread from the depths of his soul.

He was secretly amazed in his heart that it was so difficult to condense a natal talisman of this level. It was indeed not something that ordinary people could achieve. The degree of consumption alone was enough to discourage most talisman masters.

Fortunately, Xiao Ling had a very strong foundation and had overcome some difficulties in opening up the Niwan Palace. Naturally, the subsequent steps would not be any trouble.

Although this natal talisman is of extremely high quality, for Xiao Ling, relying on his own strong foundation, it is not a difficult task to condense it.

After nearly half an hour, the rune that had been greedily devouring Xiao Ling's spiritual power in the Niwan Palace finally seemed to be full and slowly stopped absorbing spiritual power.

The light around it was no longer flashing and surging as wildly as before, but gradually became stable. The bright light became soft and restrained, as if it had perfectly integrated and digested all the spiritual power it absorbed.

At this moment, Xiao Ling finally showed a gratified smile on his face. He knew that he had successfully condensed this natal talisman, which meant that he had taken an extremely solid and crucial step on the path of becoming a talisman master.

"I have finally condensed this life seal. This feeling is really amazing."