Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 90 The Wind Rises and Stations Outside Fengxi

Bridge means communication.

Although the Divine Bridge is difficult to fathom, it obviously serves the purpose of connecting at the spiritual level.

This made Wu dream about the ephemera.

The last step of the mayfly body requires the use of essence and blood to refine the small derivative spirit insect. It is said to be refining, but the name of this step is actually called Dian Shen.

Refining the body requires some spirit.

Before this, Wu Meng had never imagined it.

Beating the physical body, refining the muscles, bones and skin until essence and blood are produced, this is the image of body refining in his mind.

But if you think about it carefully, the body of a mayfly is transformed into a mayfly. The body refining only refines the form, but it does not possess the spirit. Perhaps this is the meaning of the spirit.

The last step of refining the Xiaoyan Spirit Insect is essentially a blending of blood essence, spiritual consciousness and the body refining object.

It is also a leap from the physical body to a new texture.

Wu Meng is not a mayfly, so the integration is slow and difficult.

This made him think of Shenqiao for the first time.

He opened his palm, and there were three drops of blood floating in it, and there seemed to be countless mayflies flying in the blood.

A small pinhead-sized spirit insect emerged from it.

Wu Meng's spiritual consciousness left the body and landed on the spirit insect. In a flash of thought, a rainbow appeared, rising from his spiritual consciousness and landing on the spiritual insect.

A huge, complex yet clear idea came into my mind from across the bridge.

In an instant, he seemed to turn into a small spiritual insect wandering between heaven and earth. He understood the spirit insect itself and the world in its eyes.

When he came back to his senses again, he saw that the spirit insects were activating the essence and blood, and the two merged.

The progress that was originally stuck for a year was completed in a few breaths.

Not long after, three drops of essence and blood bloomed with golden light, turning into three golden mayflies and burrowing into Wu Meng's body. Dense lines of mayflies flickered between the skin and blood.

Wu Meng's whole body was glowing.

He stretched out his hand to feel the breeze, and with just a movement of his mind, he was already ten feet away.

This feeling is like the Light Body Technique plus the Wind Control Technique, but the effect is several times stronger, and it arises at any time, without the need for spiritual power.

Not only that, Wu Meng quietly disappeared as his mind turned.

The courtyard suddenly became empty, except for the occasional flickering of light and shadow in a few rays of morning light.

Leaning slightly, Wu Meng, who had had enough fun, showed his figure.

In addition to extreme speed and weak sense of presence, there are also the additional effects of small derivative spirit insects...

His resistance to the Five Elements spells has been improved, and he has the ability to slightly swallow spiritual energy.

The additional abilities are not eye-catching and cannot bring much improvement for the time being. However, the speed of absorbing spiritual energy is about half a percent faster, which is better than nothing.

At this point, the body of the mayfly is complete.

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Not long after the second year, the sect sent an urging order in advance.

One early morning in March.

The three members of the team gathered at the head of Sanjiang Peak.

There are seventy or eighty people here, presumably all of whom were called here in advance.

What surprised Wu Meng was that the leader of the mission he was leading and even the other mid-term team were all people he knew.

The leader was none other than Senior Brother Zhang, whom he had met several times.

Danfeng's nominal senior brother is also the 'most dangerous' person in Luo Qingbao's mouth.

The other team is led by Liu Qingxi, an old acquaintance...

When this guy saw Wu Meng, he went up to chat with her for a few words. His conversation was gentle and moderate, and the aura of the sixth level of Qi training was inadvertently revealed.

Wu Meng also smiled slightly and responded with a polite greeting.

But as he glanced at the silent Senior Brother Zhang, what he was thinking was that this garrison trip would be more interesting than he imagined.

The time has come.

There was a bell ringing, rumbling like thunder, but it gave people a sense of stability and calm.

Taoist Wuzun came through the clouds and talked to the leaders present one by one, seeming to be making arrangements.

Leaning slightly, we reached the head of Wu Meng's team.

His eyes swept over everyone in the team and finally landed on Senior Brother Zhang.

"Xian Zhang Qixian, there is good news. Within the garrison range of your team, no foundation-building monks will easily pass by." He smiled with his eyes narrowed, the fat on his cheeks trembling slightly, and his expression looked a little subtle.

After saying that, Wu Zun didn't care how the people in the team reacted, he patted Zhang Qixian's shoulder and walked to the next team.

Luo Qingbao, who was originally as silent as a cicada, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this: "You made the right choice!!"

"If there are no foundation-building monks, we will at least be safe by relying on my family!"

Wu Meng looked at Wu Zun's expression, but felt that there was something in the other person's words, but I'm afraid it wasn't as simple as it sounded.

He put aside this thought and asked curiously: "There are no foundation-building monks in the Luo family?"

"The only foundation-building elder passed away a few years ago, and now he relies on several uncles who have no hope of foundation-building to support him. They are all in a state of perfect Qi training."

Wu Meng nodded and said no more.

Luo Qingbao once mentioned that there was strife in the family, his father's memorial tablet was removed from the mourning hall, and his mother was summoned and humiliated. Calculating the time, it should be during this period.

It's time for another stick of incense.

Wu Zun returned to the square, put away the smile on his face, showed a rare serious look, and immediately said goodbye.

Things changed all of a sudden.

Above the head, a foggy bell appeared, with ancient spiritual writing flashing on it, causing spiritual beasts to raise their heads and blue birds to sing in unison.

clang! !

Wu Zun's voice echoed throughout the world along with the bell: "Everyone, the road is dangerous. See you on the road ahead."

"Take care of yourself!"

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There are more than ten places where hundreds of millions of human races gather in Fengxizhou, and they are controlled by all the major immortal sects.

Among them, there are two countries under the control of Yunyao Sect.

Further down are the next-level countries such as Huaqu Country.

Although these countries may not be rich in spiritual energy and their resources are not as good as some mountains and rivers, they continue to provide a steady stream of disciples with cultivation qualifications.

In terms of importance, it can be regarded as the root that determines the rise and fall of the sect.

Under the Yunyao clan, Luyu Kingdom.

In early spring, the peach blossoms are blooming in the capital. After a light rain, the petals fall and spread across the city along with the water flow.

At this time, in a Peach Blossom Pier twenty miles away from the capital, two people with a long history of travel came one after another.

"What did the heads of the five sects say? Did Bichao Palace and Luofeng Valley come up with a decent explanation?"

Wu Zun narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile, his words full of sarcasm.

At this time, it had been more than two months since he left the sect that day.

Song Mang rarely lost his temper, but seemed a little silent.

"What? Is there really something hidden?"

Song Mang snorted coldly: "The meaning of those two sects is that they only had the intention of discussing with each other at that time..."

"Fart!" Wu Zun sneered: "Two foundation-building monks are sparring around each other, Fellow Taoist Lingyun?"

Song Mang did not refute and continued: "The two sects said that someone with ulterior motives was instigating the situation, and the situation just got out of control..."

"A person with ulterior motives? Who is it?"

"A disciple of Qianjin Mountain..."

"..."

Wu Zun's eyes flashed, and his expression changed slightly: "Disciple... the one who was on the Young Immortal Picture? It is said that he is a descendant of the Tianzhan Sect?"

Song Mang hummed: "The person can no longer be found."

The two fell silent for a while.

After a long time, Song Mang spoke: "With Wang Xumeng's foundation building in sight, the four Fengxi sects naturally can't sit still. Some methods are normal... but once the fire starts, it can't be stopped at will."

"It's good if you can't stop! It's just the right time to have a show! I still owe Lingyun Daoyou a few pots of Immortal Tea, so I have to pay her back!"

Song Mang smiled happily: "Go to the underworld to return?"

"You have to pay back whether you go to the underworld or not."

Song Mang touched his palm and said, "Okay! Just proceed as planned."

　I saved a thousand words for this chapter last night. As a result, there was something busy at work during the day, so I didn’t finish it until now... and said it would be updated today...

　　

　

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