Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 164 Gathering in the courtyard on the eve of Sword Ruins

Since that day, Song Mang sealed the main hall and entered a state of seclusion.

Wu Mengqiu met him several times, but without waiting for any response, he called Taoist Wuzun, but he was also rejected.

In response, Wu Zun just shook his head and sighed.

Time flies by like a horse passing by.

Ten years of Spring and Autumn passed by in the blink of an eye.

In recent days, the spiritual energy of the entire three continents has revived and become more than 30% stronger.

It's not that good times have returned, this is just a short-term recovery caused by the changes in the Tianzhan Sect's formation.

Simply put, the Sword Market is about to open.

This day.

It was late autumn, and bluebirds were in pairs, flying high and low over the top of the courtyard.

Wu Meng was standing next to a shallow pool, where lotus leaves were large and small, and toads of various colors were entrenched among them. From time to time, they flicked their tongues and swept away the insects.

quack!

One of the spirit toads was green and translucent, with blood streaks running through its back, and its belly was filled with aura, a state of chaos.

"Don't even think about flicking your tongue."

Wu Meng joked to himself.

This spiritual toad is different from the others. It is contained in his internal organs. It is full of spirituality and majestic. Lying among the frogs, it stands out like a king.

His spiritual toad swallowing technique has reached its peak, reaching the upper limit of his current cultivation level.

If you want to continue cultivating, you have to raise your cultivation level to foundation building.

It's a pity, but that doesn't mean this technique is weak.

Dacheng is Wu Meng's term for easy measurement. According to the jade slip, Lingchan has three states and three gods, with a total of six levels.

After training to the size of an ordinary toad, it has reached the second state. Its power far exceeds the level of Qi training, and it is a foundation-building method.

As for the three gods, the God of Swallowing the Sky, the God of Baoshan and the God of Handling Pearls, he has already mastered them. Not only that, the three gods have also mutated to varying degrees under the contamination of the underworld beast's breath.

This place is mysterious and complex to say the least. Only when you face other monks in the future can you tell the truth from the truth.

In addition, the cultivation of the Wanyou Eclipse Spirit Body has also gone straight towards perfection.

He spread his left hand and twirled his fingers slightly, and saw five drops of Nether Dragon Spiritual Water precipitating and floating from his fingertips, changing erratically.

Zizizi!

The spiritual energy around him was constantly being eroded.

Just a drop of the Nether Dragon Spiritual Water can corrode magic spells, stain magic weapons and spiritual talismans, and turn bones into flesh.

In the first level, this thing can condense no more than nine drops at most.

Wu Meng has now refined seven drops, five drops are sealed in his left palm, and the other two drops are stored in his pupils, turning into ghost tides.

The reason for this is that the Wanyou Corrosion Spiritual Body conflicts with the Heyuan Spiritual Cultivation Method, and the Nether Dragon Spiritual Water refined by it erodes the spiritual power all the time.

If it were stored in the limbs, chest and abdomen like Long Pei's, he might not be able to save even 20% of his spiritual power.

Now it is sealed in the left palm and both pupils are far away from the Dantian, and the spiritual power can be maintained at about 60%, while the Yun Shen Pupil is not affected.

Of course, there is another drawback: his left hand will not be able to perform spells.

Unless the Nether Dragon Spiritual Water is separated out.

This is also unreasonable. Although it is only 60%, his spiritual power cannot be simply compared with monks of the same level.

The concept here is difficult to understand clearly before conducting several practical operations in a down-to-earth manner.

In the final analysis, the improvement brought by Xiaodao Dan was too rapid, and he currently lacks 'practical practice'.

Just when Wu Meng was thinking about what to do with the next two drops of spiritual water, the cave's restrictions were suddenly triggered.

He looked intently.

Skillful!

I don't know what the wind was blowing today, but Wu Zun and Wang Xumeng came to the door at the same time.

Lean slightly.

The two chatted in the courtyard.

Wuzun sniffed: "What's the smell? Were you practicing before?"

Wang Xumeng nodded in agreement: "It's evil."

"It's from the sea." Wu Meng smiled and said nothing, causing the other party to say angrily: "Your boy is mysterious all day long. Every time I see him, he feels different."

Although Wang Xumeng has only been here once, he is not as keen as Wuzun.

In her eyes, the appearance of Junior Brother Wu sitting by the stone table and adding tea was the same as when he joined the sect many years ago.

"Calculating the time, it has been less than half a year since the opening of Sword Market. Today is just the right time. Why don't I call Luo Qingbao too?"

Wu Meng asked.

"That fool? That's fine."

The three of them chatted for half an hour when they saw Luo Qingbao flying over on a paper kite.

"Elder. Senior Sister Wang."

The guy greeted me twice, and then sat down alone by the pond like a dull gourd.

Wang Xumeng's expression didn't change, while Wu Zun was amazed.

Wu Meng opened his mouth to explain: "What I said today is probably related to the Sword Ruins. It would be great to get together before going in."

"Well, since I am the oldest here, I will speak first, no objection, right?" Wu Zun joked with a smile.

Speaking of age, Wu Meng calculated a few days ago that he is exactly ninety this year, thirty years since he joined the sect.

Wu Zun is the foundation built last year. In terms of age, he is not necessarily a few years older than him.

This guy took out a jade slip.

"This is the map of Sword Ruins that Yunyao Sect has accumulated over the years. It is the top secret among top secrets. Each of you will burn a copy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Xumeng also put one out.

"This is what I gathered."

She had been to the periphery of Sword Ruins in her early years. This periphery was not the other periphery, but the edge of the edge, outside the great formation.

Even so, the remaining injuries on the back of his neck were not removed by coincidence until he was beheaded by Meng Haoyi ten years ago.

This is one of the reasons why she can survive.

Wu Meng burned the two jade slips separately and passed them to several people before he concentrated on investigating.

At this glance, the image of Sword Ruins was naturally superimposed on the map of the Three Continents in my mind.

Looking at it this way, Jianxu looks like a head, and the three continents are its jawline, surrounding it.

He frowned, confusion appearing on his face.

The scale of this map doesn't seem right.

The area of ​​the three continents can be said to be vast, but in the picture, it is really just as small as a line.

This is too exaggerated.

As for the scope of the Sword Ruins, more than 90% of it is blank. Only the edge areas are the most detailed, and the outer edges are extremely rough.

Wu Zun seemed to see his doubts: "The sword ruins are huge, there is no doubt about it."

"The Land of Three Continents is like a crack leading into it. Even in terms of straight-line distance, it will take several years to cross the periphery and reach the core, and it will only take ten years for the Sword Ruins to open."

"So if you want to go deep, speed is extremely important."

Wu dreamed of arriving in Songmang.

If Zheng Yu were trapped near the core area and wanted to save people, the time would be extremely tight, not to mention the dangers on the road.

The difficulty is far beyond imagination, so it's no wonder that Master doesn't want to get involved.

However, his trip was headed for the 'Cuiyuan Treasure Tree Base'. If he wanted to touch the place where Zhantian Sect's sutras were stored, it would definitely involve a lot of trouble.

Master, let’s think of a solution at that time.

He was thinking and suddenly asked: "Elder Wu Zun, why did you enter the Sword Ruins?"

"Replenish the foundation."

Wu Zun smiled and said: "The injuries I suffered in the past few years have damaged my foundation and interrupted my path forward. I have to try my luck in the Sword Ruins."

"The foundation is broken..."

Wu Meng was startled for a moment, and a skill suddenly came to his mind.

(End of this chapter)