Wuling Xianyuan

Chapter 309 Consummate Foundation
Because of the daily aura tide, the creatures here are also very spiritual, and they often calm down when the aura tide gushes out. Even though some monsters cannot absorb the aura, they also know the benefits of immersing their bodies in it, so the whole Chiyue Canyon was extraordinarily quiet at this time.

But today, this tranquility has been broken.

Waves of sound like sea waves roared in the canyon, which could be clearly heard even several miles away, but further outside, the sound diminished sharply, and finally could no longer be heard.

This is the benefit of the tide, no matter how loud Wang Chong's noise is, the sound will be absorbed by the rich spiritual energy, and will not disturb too many powerful existences.

There are similarities between the cultivation of Faxiang True Body and body training, but there are also great differences.

Both can strengthen the physical body of a practitioner, but the real body of the Dharma, as the name suggests, can evolve a Dharma, whose power is not limited to the strength of the physical body, it is an absolutely powerful existence, but the real body of Dacheng is also extremely difficult.

The first thing that needs to be done is to lead the spirit into the body and shape the dharma.

More and more spiritual energy rushed towards Wang Chong, and the spiritual mist quickly disappeared from his body at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye. His body was like a bottomless abyss, swallowing as much as he came.

"It's almost here, it's almost at the limit." Wang Chong secretly felt in his heart. At the same time, more and more mana began to flow into his dantian, and his cultivation was gradually recovering.

In the early stage of Yunling, in the early stage of Yunling, Dzogchen!The middle stage of Yunling, the middle stage of Yunling is Dzogchen!
He was shocked to find that, as if he was cultivating again, the Dzogchen realm that he had never reached before was accumulating little by little at this moment, breaking through barriers one after another. Although he didn't know why, the thick aura in his body was real It is actually accumulating and getting stronger.

When the cultivation base broke through from the great perfection in the late stage of Yunling to the early stage of pulse condensing, Wang Chong couldn't help but let out a long roar. This feeling is really cool!

"If the me at the time and the me now compete, the me now will definitely be able to easily defeat the me at the time. This is the benefit of walking from Dzogchen step by step." Wang Chong laughed loudly, this is something she never thought Yes, this also means that his foundation is much more stable than others. Such accumulation will undergo a qualitative change sooner or later, but Wang Chong himself does not dare to imagine what the result will be. There is no similar record in .

There was a flash of inspiration in the dantian, and five mountain-like spiritual veins suddenly emerged, and the mana that was originally filled in the dantian was swallowed up by the five spiritual veins in an instant.

"Boom!"

The ground in the dantian trembled, and every time it shook, the five spirit veins would increase by one, but the proportion of each in the dantian did not change much. Even so, Wang Chong still knew that the spirit veins had indeed increased , became stronger.

This kind of change will only appear when a monk of Dzogchen Dzogchen hits the alchemy stage, but now, it has happened in his dantian.

Wang Chong's current cultivation is only in the middle stage of congealing his pulse, but he has no intention of stopping at all.

"The Great Perfection in the middle stage of pulse condensing, it hasn't stopped yet, is it going to break through to the late stage of pulse condensing?" Wang Chong was excited, but he calmed down quickly.

I thought about recovering some strength before, and being able to protect myself is already very good, but looking at the current situation, it is more than self-protection, the cultivation level has been restored to the original level again, and it is even worse. The same cultivation level, but the combat power But it is no longer the same.

Not only the improvement of strength, but also the method seems to be one more. Just when Wang Chong's cultivation base broke through from the great perfection in the middle stage of pulse condensing to the late stage of condensing pulse, a terrifying coercion emanated from his body As soon as he rushed out, a huge figure could be faintly seen emerging from the sea of ​​mist and tide.

With icy eyes, wearing hard armor, blue-faced fangs, and a single horn growing on his forehead, he is somewhat similar to the statue found in the cave that day, but somewhat different, with a different breath and temperament. And looming, almost transparent.

The only thing that can confirm its true existence is the blocked spiritual energy tides around it. In a circular area of ​​nearly ten feet, the spiritual mist can't get close at all, and Wang Chong's figure can be clearly seen, wearing a mask on his head. Top bamboo hat.

"Seal the spirit, seal!"

When the word "seal" was spit out, the dense willow leaf curse seal on Wang Chong's body suddenly burned like a fire, turning into countless ashes from his limbs to his neck, and finally his face.

However, when he was about to reach the center of the eyebrows, a talisman with a little ancient aura suddenly emerged out of thin air, and fell into it when the curse seal on Wang Chong's eyebrows was about to burn out. Although he had never seen it before, he was I know that the meaning that that talisman seal represents is a seal.

A tiny fire-colored willow leaf appeared between his eyebrows, twisted twice like a little red bug, and finally stopped.

After doing all this, Wang Chong breathed a sigh of relief.

In just a few minutes of hard work, nearly half of the mana in his body was consumed. If it was an ordinary late-stage pulse condensing cultivator, his dantian would be exhausted in an instant, and it would become like the past six years without a trace of mana, which would be a big loss. up.

"Huh, it's so dangerous. I didn't expect the power of the blood curse to be so terrifying. It would absorb the mana in my body to restore myself. Could it be that the disappearance of the mana in my body in the past six years has something to do with the blood curse?" Chong said with a little fear, but if the blood curse could prevent him from producing any mana for six years, it would be a bit too scary, but how did he know that the so-called blood curse was a cripple that could escape the thunder disaster? Soul, such a terrifying existence, not to mention a pulse condensing stage, even a monk in the alchemy stage can't resist it.

However, although he doesn't know the true identity of the blood curse, Wang Chong knows one thing, that is, the blood curse seems to be very "weak" now, and he needs a lot of mana to recover, which is simply too big for him good news.

"Fortunately, there is an extremely powerful sealing secret technique attached to the training technique of the Faxiang real body, which is not weaker than the spirit sealing technique at all. Otherwise, I would not be able to temporarily seal the blood curse between the eyebrows." Touching the traces of willow leaves between his eyebrows, Wang Chong himself couldn't believe it.

Could the problem that had troubled him for countless days and nights be solved in this way?Did the blood curse finally no longer have the ability to threaten him?

Thinking this way in his heart, Wang Chong's consciousness had already sunk into the five spirit space. After six years, he finally entered the five spirit space again.

A familiar feeling rushed over his face and spread throughout his limbs. The moment he appeared, a familiar but different toad sound came to his ears.

Before he could understand what was going on, Bingchan's voice sounded in his head: "Stinky boy, you still know how to come in, so hurry up and save me!"

I saw a huge ice ball sitting in the water spirit domain of the five spirit space, surrounded by nearly a hundred fist-sized spirit peaks, surrounding the ice ball, and its mouth like pliers was constantly devouring something, one after another The cold air drifted out from the ice puck and was swallowed by these spirit peaks.

The cold air was devoured, and the ice layer outside the ice ball became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, the aura of the water spirit field was endless, and the cold air was sucked away, and new aura was poured in to form a new ice layer. In this way, the two A tug of war started.

(End of this chapter)