The ultimate plug-in king

Chapter 111 Strength Improvement
Hearing Wu Zhi's words, the expressions of Meng Ao and the others changed suddenly, knowing that the matter was urgent, they hurriedly led Wu Zhi towards the direction of Lingyan.

Wu Zhi's eyes were fixed on the small map, and he found that the Zhou family's children behind were not only not being thrown away, but they were getting closer to them.

"It won't work like this, if they catch up sooner or later, how far is it?" Wu Zhi asked the two of them.

The two roughly determined their position, "It's not far away, it looks like 1000 meters away."

This is not far?Wu Zhi wanted to scold his mother directly, but when they ran to Lingyan, they happened to be blocked by these people.

He looked at the surrounding environment, suddenly became cruel, and made a fist with both hands, the vitality in his body began to surge, and his pupils turned strangely.

"Illusionism!"

Wu Zhi muttered three words in his mouth, and then spread his hands suddenly, and the invisible wave extended to the surroundings, quietly changing everything around him, and a super-large illusion technique enveloped a distance of 500 meters around him.

Wu Zhi staggered, and his face instantly turned pale as paper. Such a large-scale illusion technique was a huge consumption for him.

"Brother, are you alright?" Meng Ao and the two quickly stepped forward to help Wu Zhi up.

Wu Zhi stood up with great effort, took out a few small red pills from the stored essence, and stuffed them directly into his mouth. The majestic vitality poured into his body, replenishing the consumption of vitality, and his face gradually turned rosy. .

"The scope of this illusion is too large. I'm afraid it won't last long. Let's speed up." Wu Zhi urged twice without taking a break.

The two also sensed the urgency of the situation, so they used their agility to the limit, and led Wu Zhi to quickly run towards the location of the spiritual eye.

When Wu Zhi found out that the disciples of the Zhou family had entered the illusion and began to spin around in circles, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. This meant that his illusion technique had begun to work.

After a while, Wu Zhi's vitality recovered a bit, he simply pulled one person with one hand, performed the Treading Snow Wuhen movement technique, and flew towards the direction Meng Ao pointed at.

"That's right here!" The three of them stopped in a patch of grass, and Wu Zhi could see the simple camouflage they had set up, and his heart began to get excited.

The two stepped forward to remove all the camouflage on the surface, and a small puddle appeared in front of Wu Zhi.

The puddle was only the size of a washbasin, but it was filled with emerald green liquid, and wisps of white mist rose up. In the center of the puddle, a small spring was slowly emitting white gas.

This is the spiritual eye. When Wu Zhi first saw the puddle, he was filled with disappointment.

"This is the spiritual eye?" Wu Zhi looked at Min Yang suspiciously, the spiritual eye is just a small puddle, can you stop being so nonsensical?
Min Yang nodded affirmatively, "This is the spiritual eye, but it is only the most basic spiritual eye."

Well, Wu Zhi forced himself to accept this fact, forced himself to regard the puddle as a spiritual eye, but there was always a strange feeling in his heart.

"Since it's spiritual eyes, don't waste time and practice quickly!" Wu Zhi shouted at the two people who were in a daze.

"But..." The two were a little dazed.

The terrain here is empty, and if they practice again, aren't they telling others that there are spiritual eyes here?

"Illusionism!"

Wu Zhi made a tactic with both hands, and used an illusion technique to cover up his spiritual eyes. If someone passed by, they would only find that this is the most ordinary grassland, no different from the surrounding grasslands.

"It's done, let's practice!" Wu Zhi was very satisfied with his masterpiece, and then he sat cross-legged next to the spiritual eye and began to practice.

The various essences of the Shadow Killing Technique reverberated in his mind. He operated the technique, inhaled the spiritual spring into his body, and then transformed it into the purest vitality, and the seven strands of vitality in his body quickly became full.

Turn on the plug-in, adjust the acceleration of the game to the maximum level that can be tolerated, and then hook up "The Art of Regret" on the computer. This spiritual eye is full of vitality. It is not only a treasure for martial arts, but also a temple for spiritual cultivation.

With the operation of the exercises, wisps of white mist of vitality poured into Wu Zhi's body, and the "Shadow Killing Technique" and "The Art of Regret" were run at the same time, quickly transforming the white mist into vitality and spirit energy, His cultivation base is improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Meng Ao and the two looked at each other, without saying a word, they also quickly activated their respective exercises and began to practice.

Since the boss is so relieved, there must be no problem, why should the younger brother worry?
The three absorbed the spiritual spring in the puddle to their heart's content, and their cultivation bases were improving rapidly. Meng Ao's cultivation bases were low, and they each raised a level in a short while, which surprised them endlessly.

But Wu Zhi was going to be much slower, the more he reached the back of the realm, the slower he would enter. Although there were a lot of spiritual springs for him to absorb, he was still a little short of condensing the eighth strand of vitality.

As for spiritual cultivation, his aptitude is too low. Even if he has a spiritual spring, he cannot advance in a short time.

The three of them practiced concentratingly, their strength was improving every minute and every second, and the spirit spring in the puddle was also decreasing little by little.

In the distance, Wu Zhi's super-large illusion technique finally dissipated completely due to the exhaustion of vitality, and the five Zhou family disciples finally escaped from the illusion.

"Huh? We seem to have been going around in circles." None of the disciples who could be selected to participate in the trial were stupid, and soon someone found out that something was wrong.

"We have entered someone else's illusion. Fortunately, the other party is not proficient in mastering this illusion, otherwise we don't know how long we will be trapped."

"Who is going to trap us? What's the purpose?"

Everyone became puzzled, and then they couldn't help but think of the purpose of the countertop here, the spiritual eye.

Someone is preventing the table from approaching the spiritual eye!

"It seems that the news of the spiritual eye has been completely leaked, and this illusion may not be specifically aimed at us. We must speed up, otherwise, I'm afraid we won't even be able to drink soup."

The speed of the five people suddenly increased. When they passed by the spiritual eyes, they didn't notice Wu Zhi's illusion technique at all. One of the Zhou family's disciples even entered into the illusion, as if crossing a grass field, and soon passed through again. .

Soon, the distance between the five members of the Zhou family and the spiritual eyes became farther and farther.

But Wu Zhi and the other three who were currently cultivating didn't pay any attention to all this.

At a certain moment, Wu Zhi suddenly opened his eyes, unable to hide the excitement in his heart, his strength has finally advanced to the eighth level of the mortal rank.

In his body, there were eight strands of slender vitality, like eight swimming dragons, moving happily. He only felt that his whole body was full of vitality, and he had inexhaustible strength.

"Very good, strive to advance to the ninth level of the mortal rank." Wu Zhi said vigorously in his heart, and then began to practice again.

In the twinkling of an eye, two days passed, Wu Zhi and the others were immersed in cultivation, Meng Ao and Meng Ao were low in level, after two days of training, they have all entered the fifth level of the mortal rank, which can be said to be the best .

As for Wu Zhi's spiritual cultivation, after two days of uninterrupted hang-ups, he finally lived up to his expectations and reached the third level of the mortal rank. After condensing the third strand of spiritual energy, his mental power greatly increased, and his control over the cheats also became stronger. Follow up.

It can be said that during these two days of training, Wu Zhi's strength has improved qualitatively.

In the past two days, some students passed by here one after another, and even entered the illusion, but none of them found the existence of the illusion. From this, it can be seen how much Wu Zhi has mastered the illusion technique.

"Hmm, why is the transformation of vitality so slow?" Wu Zhi woke up from his cultivation and looked at the puddle. The puddle, which was originally full, had bottomed out at this moment.

In the center, a small spiritual eye was bubbling white air, and then condensed into a spiritual spring and fell into the puddle.

"It seems that I can't be promoted to the ninth level of the mortal rank." Wu Zhi stopped his cultivation, but just hung up the "Spell of Regret" and accompanied Meng Ao to practice.

The cultivation bases of the two were low, and this spiritual eye was of great help to them.

There were students passing by from time to time, but they all left in a hurry. In the Valley of Yuan, every minute and every second is very precious. If he hadn't encountered this spiritual eye, Wu Zhi would not be willing to stop to practice.

"I heard that a few desolate people found a ruins, and the children of the major clans are attacking the ruins, so we can fish in troubled waters."

"That's right, there are a lot of good things in the ruins of the Lingwu Trial, and it's just for those elites of the family to lead the battle for us."

Two students passed by, and Wu Zhi just heard what they said completely, his eyes suddenly stared at the boss, and his breath burst out.

(End of this chapter)