Longevity begins with the sword of ignorance

Chapter 91 Take Flame Heart Potion and Complement the Five Elements

God is sorry, Zhong Cang has been affected by his weak mana since he traveled through time.

Whether it is fighting against Yan Lingdie and Yan Lingwei, or competing with other Tianjiao in the first round of auditions, Zhong Cang's cultivation is the lowest kind.

This kind of lowness is not just a low level of cultivation.

Because the level of Qi Jue is not high, the quality of his mana is far inferior to other Tianjiao.

It can be said that the previous him was completely honed with the sword heart of [Wuming Xinyi Sword], and he was dragging himself forward with a low cultivation level.

This kind of attacking the strong with the weak sounds beautiful, but it is completely dancing on the blade, Zhong Cang really doesn't want to experience it again.

He wants to 'maintain the strong to bully the weak' and 'use force to overwhelm others'.

In the past, because he didn't have good exercises, he could only think about such a beautiful thing, but now, the opportunity has come!

"Absolutely choose a powerful exercise, absolutely!"

……

"Om..."

With a wave of the suzerain's hand, a shining portal appeared in front of everyone.

"Zhou Cang, you are the first to enter."

"Yue Qianqian, the second one."

"Zhang Yanghao, No.3..."

Following the shout of the deacon, one by one, Tianjiao stepped into the radiant gate and entered the radiant cave.

When Zhong Cang was called, he was so excited that he almost rushed into the door.

"Om..."

Entering the cave from the portal, Zhong Cang's head was dizzy for an instant, and it took a full breath before he recovered from the dizziness.

And when the dizziness ended, rows of stone tablets appeared in front of his eyes.

With his keen five senses, Zhong Cang saw the names of the exercises on these stone tablets from a very long distance.

[Hunyuan Palm] [Aura Big Mudra] [Xuanyang Finger] [Daqian Luoshou] [Dragon Transformation] [Yimu Qinglong Jue]...

The steles are big and small, stretching beyond the horizon. According to Zhong Cang's estimate, there are tens of thousands of skills and spells inside.

So many exercises and spells also made Zhong Cang's heart beat faster.

At this moment, although he has not found it yet, Zhong Cang is sure that there is definitely a suitable technique for him.

Thinking of this, Zhong Cang, who clenched his fists tightly, didn't rush into the group of steles immediately, looking for the exercises he wanted.

Instead, he got up and walked towards the secret training room arranged in Liuguang Cave.

In an area to the left, he saw an earth-level low-grade training room where he could live.

Everyone was excitedly looking for exercises, only Zhong Cang walked towards the secret room alone.

This behavior has attracted some people's attention.

Most people are puzzled by Zhong Cang's behavior and don't understand his reason for doing so.

Only a few people thought of something.

A 'weak' young man holding a folding fan looked at Zhong Cang and muttered to himself:

"Cultivation techniques and secret skills, this is nothing to the children of my family. But it is what you humble monks are looking forward to the most. With such a treasure right in front of you, how can you resist the temptation... This guy, can't you come from Did you come out of a drug rehab prison?"

……

Zhong Cang didn't know about the latter evaluation, nor did he care.

The reason why he didn't choose the exercise right away was because he didn't want his excitement to affect his choice of exercise.

"The time for this assessment is very long, a full 30 days ([-] vs. [-]). With such a long time, it is meaningless to compete for a short time. Instead, the choice of exercises is more important."

"My current mood is not suitable for choosing exercises."

"Although Jianxin can force me to calm down, the superimposed Jianxin will make my choice of martial arts biased towards the way of the sword, which is not appropriate."

Zhong Cang likes swordsmanship very much, and swordsmanship is also very strong, but he is not going to tie himself to the road of swordsmanship completely.

And heaven rewards diligence and a permanent certificate also allows Zhong Cang to have other choices.

Therefore, he was going to wait for his mood to calm down before choosing the most suitable exercises for him.

In order to calm down completely, Zhong Cang planned to spend more time in the secret training room.

Of course, he will not sit idle.

Zhong Cang was going to take this time to take the Yanxin potion.

If the heart is still not calm, he is going to swallow some more gold, stone and jade powder, and practice for a while.

……

"Om..."

After opening the secret room, Zhong Cang found that there was a light mask at the door of the secret room.

This layer of light covered everything in the room, and therefore, Zhong Cang outside did not feel any magic.

But as Zhong Cang stepped into the mask, instantly, a strong spiritual energy rushed towards his body.

It was too rich, causing the aura in Zhong Cang's room to be atomized.

In this case, he took a breath, a hundred breaths compared to the usual time.

Moreover, every breath of spiritual energy here is pure and fresh, and Zhong Cang hardly needs to bother too much to refine them into his own.

With such an exaggerated cultivation environment, Zhong Cang couldn't help thinking of two words - luxury.

But soon, he discovered that he still knew too little.

He even underestimated the sect's efforts to cultivate Tianjiao.

As he sat cross-legged on the bed in the secret room, a coolness passed from Zhong Cang's lower body to his mind, making him clear.

At this time, he discovered that this bed was not ordinary, it was made of thousand-year-old ice and some special spiritual objects, which had the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind.

On the coffee table beside the bed, there are three fresh tea leaves.

Next to it is a label with the words Wudaoshu Tea (Three Generations) written on it.

"Aerosolized spiritual energy, a thousand-year-old bed of ice, and tea leaves from the tree of enlightenment, how much support does the sect have for its disciples?"

Such an idea was rejected by Zhong Cang as soon as it appeared in Zhong Cang's mind.

"No, no, not everyone can enjoy it. I was No.15 in the first round of auditions, and that's how I can enjoy such preferential treatment. After me, the conditions for cultivators should gradually decrease."

"If we are outside the top [-], there is probably only one benefit of strong aura... we have to continue to work hard. Obviously, the better our performance, the better conditions the sect will give us."

"If I can maintain No.15...No.10 at the end of the third round of assessment, I may even have the opportunity to enjoy the cultivation conditions in front of me."

It is extremely difficult to win the tenth place among the seven Qi training levels, and there is no weak person in those Qi training levels.

However, for future treatment, Zhong Cang is ready to fight.

The new goal made Zhong Cang feel excited, but he didn't restrain his emotions.

Taking advantage of this fiery mood, Zhong Cang took out the Yanxin potion and swallowed it in one gulp.

"boom……"

When this medicine entered his stomach, Zhong Cang only felt a bomb explode in his body.

The bursting effect of the medicine made Zhong Cang's body hot, his blood flowed at a high speed, his skin was flushed, and his heart seemed to be on fire.

This fire is burning Zhong Cang's heart, and it is even more healing.

Zhong Cang could feel that his heart became stronger and stronger during the process of burning and healing.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...

The beating sound of the heart beating like a drum made Zhong Cang's chest feel like a giant beast's heart was stuffed.

The beating heart also gave Zhong Cang infinite motivation.

Now he only feels that his strength is infinite, as if he can move a mountain.

Of course, Zhong Cang knew that this sense of endless power was false.

However, although he didn't have the strength to move mountains, Zhong Cang's strength had indeed risen.

"Oh!"

As Zhong Cang's palm was clenched tightly, the air burst from his grip.

This majestic power made Zhong Cang obsessed.

And as the heart metamorphosed to a certain extent, with a "roar", a phantom of an exploding ape appeared around Zhong Cang and roared angrily.

The appearance of this phantom also means that the awakening of the last innate spell of Wushou Yunshenjue has begun.

(End of this chapter)