Chapter 142 Smallpox condensed the storm (thanks to the silent and quiet
An Jing's heart moved and he asked: "Senior, do you know how to transform this thousand-year-old black anaconda into a dragon?"
If the thousand-year-old black anaconda transforms into a dragon, you don't have to be afraid when you meet Mr. Jiang. You can go anywhere in the world.
"I know some ways."
Lou Xiangzhen thought for a while and said: "I heard you say that you are planning to go to Yujing City this time. It will take less than a month to travel this way with the footsteps of a thousand-year black anaconda. But if you want to be stronger,
Strength, I’m afraid it will take a while.”
When An Jing heard this, he was silent for a long time and said, "I'm very anxious."
On the one hand, he now wants to improve his strength, and on the other hand, he crazily wants to see Zhao Qingmei.
If he must make a choice, meeting Zhao Qingmei is more important.
"You know about the Five Poison Gates, right?"
Lou Xiangzhen asked.
"Know."
An Ding nodded.
Not only did he know about the Five Poison Sect, but he also killed Tian Cansou, one of the five branches of the Five Poison Sect, and had already formed a grudge with the Five Poison Sect.
Lou Xiangzhen said slowly: "There is a thunder pool inside the Five Poison Gates. There are flashes of lightning in it, and it contains vigorous energy. It is the best place to temper the body, and there are even strange beasts in the depths.
The beast is an existence that even the masters and masters will be wary of if they go deep into it. If the thousand-year-old black anaconda can enter, it might be able to transform into a dragon with the help of its lightning."
"Many half-step masters will use this thunder pond to temper their golden bones and reach the realm of masters."
When An Jing heard this, he frowned and said, "Can I just borrow it?"
He has a grudge against Wudu Sect. It is a blessing that Wudu Sect does not spread the wanted notice. How could he lend this thunder pool to him?
Lou Xiangzhen glanced at An Jing and said: "Yes, that Thunder Pond is where the Five Poison Sect's mountain gate is. As long as someone enters the Thunder Pond, something will happen, and the masters of the Five Poison Sect will also know about it. Unless you can kill the Five Poison Sect
Door."
"I advise you not to have such thoughts. Mr. Five Poisons has made many friends in the world. Now you are wanted by the Zhenyi Sect. If you provoke Mr. Wu again, you will offend almost half of the world.
By then it will be difficult to move forward in Dayan, and the Five Poison Sect is not the Seven Evils Sect."
Among the seven major sects of Dayan, the strength of the Zhenyi Sect has long surpassed the other six major sects. Under this towering tree, the root system has already begun to fester. In the past decades, the Zhenyi Sect has been overbearing and overwhelming, and it has long been
It caused a lot of complaints in the world.
If the six major sects can be brought together to fight against the True One Sect, this is a feasible way.
An Jing waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about this later."
"That's fine, you can refine the golden pill first." Lou Xiangzhen saw that An Jing didn't want to say more, so he didn't say anything more.
An Jing took out another white jade statue.
"boom!"
As the internal energy poured in, the white jade cracked open, and a golden light emerged from the broken pieces.
Kanemaru!
It was a pill the size of a thumb. Because it was sealed with white jade, not much of its medicinal power had been lost. There seemed to be a hint of charm in it.
An Jing grabbed the golden elixir and placed it in the palm of his hand.
Lou Xiangzhen also took a look at the golden pill and said: "It's a pity. If this golden pill had just been released, it would have allowed people to gather three flowers at the same time and directly reach the realm of grandmaster from half-step master."
An Jing chuckled lightly, "It doesn't matter, it's not bad to be able to reach the realm of smallpox. After all, you have to do it step by step."
You must know that it has only been a few months since he reached the Earth Flower Realm. Now that he can reach the Small Pox Realm, he has made rapid progress.
"You are open-minded."
Lou Xiangzhen suddenly thought of something, "I don't know how old you are now. If you are around thirty, you might have a chance to reach the realm of a master."
The ghost swordsman in front of him has always been wearing a black robe and a mask on his face. As for his specific face, Lou Xiangzhen has never seen him before. Moreover, this person speaks with abdominal sounds, so it is impossible to hear his exact age clearly.
An Jing smiled and said, "Senior, I plan to swallow this golden pill now, and I also ask senior to protect me."
"good."
Lou Xiangzhen stood on the top of the tree, his figure was slim, his clothes swaying with the breeze, as if he was gradually becoming one with the world.
An Jing took a deep breath, jumped up, and fell into the lake next to him. Then he sat cross-legged and swallowed the golden pill directly into his belly.
Suddenly a warm feeling came to my heart.
After taking the golden pill, I closed my eyes slightly, and the Daluo mind method and the Guigu mind method started to work at the same time.
Seeing this, Lou Xiangzhen frowned slightly.
"This ghost swordsman's qualifications are really rare. Why is he still only at the Earth Flower realm?"
Others may not know it clearly, but Lou Xiangzhen, who is from the Guigu sect, naturally knows that it is not a very easy thing for the Da Luo mind method and the Guigu mind method to operate at the same time. This is enough to show that the qualifications of the ghost swordsman are among the best in the world.
Logically speaking, with such qualifications, as long as there are no accidents, it is not difficult to reach the level of half-step master. Why is it still just a land flower now?
From the beginning to the end, Lou Xiangzhen never thought that An Jing's bone age was only about 21 years old.
As An Jing entered the state of cultivation, tiny bubbles suddenly rose up on the surface of the lake. After a while, the bubbles surged more and more violently.
At this moment, the lake water seemed to be boiling.
The next moment, the golden pill turned into a majestic mass of essence and merged into An Jing's body.
Because the influx of pure essence was so huge, Anjing even noticed that his skin was swollen and painful. However, the influx of pure essence did not stop because of his feelings, but moved at an even more ferocious speed.
Overflowing.
In the end, streams of pure essence were directly integrated into the limbs.
In less than half a stick of incense, the limbs and limbs in Anjing's body were filled with the huge essence, and the essence in his abdomen was still surging, as if it were endless.
next moment.
A burning pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow quickly spread out, and finally spread to every corner of the body.
Clenching her teeth, An Jing's body sitting cross-legged in the lake could not help but tremble slightly. A strange redness appeared on her skin. Cold sweat covered her forehead, and finally it fell down her face like light rain.
Down.
Like being in a furnace, this is how An Jing felt at this moment, and the fire was still rising from his bones. The pain made An Jing's teeth tremble.
Lou Xiangzhen stood on top of the tree, took out the wine gourd at his waist and took a sip.
Among the three flowers, smallpox is the flower of God.
Reaching this state will not only increase the strength of the physical body, but it is also a process of condensing the flower of God.
A burning pain that was more than ten times more intense than before suddenly spread from the meridians, bones, blood, etc. in the body for a while.
An Jing's whole body felt as if he had been thrown into a raging fire. The blazing flames seemed to want to burn his body bones into ashes, releasing increasingly hotter temperatures mercilessly.
"Gudong!" "Gudong!"
The lake water seemed to be boiling more and more, and it kept making sounds.
With the boiling essence, Anjing's entire body became flushed as he immersed himself in the lake water, and wisps of white mist seeped out from the top of his head.
At the same time, the human flowers and ground flowers behind Anjing emerged. The two flowers seemed to have completely solidified, and then a looming ceiling flower also appeared.
A kind of torture gradually passed through extremely slow time, and An Jing also felt uncomfortable for a while. In the end, An Jing had completely fallen into a trance that seemed to be awake and sleeping.
The burning pain in the body, like a raging fire, has faded away for some time. After a long time, the burning pain finally faded away quietly. As the burning pain disappeared, An Jing's trance-like spirit suddenly regained consciousness. come over.
boom!
A low muffled sound resounded within his body, and An Jing watched in silence as the huge amount of essence suddenly surged out from every corner of his body and rushed into his Dantian.
The ceiling behind Anjing became more and more solid, emitting a strange light that made people tremble.
"It's almost done."
When Lou Xiangzhen saw this, his eyes narrowed slightly.
In fact, when breaking through to the realm of smallpox, there are also failures, and there are quite a lot of them. It does not mean that you will succeed when you reach the next realm. Some people who are not mentally determined enough may not be able to reach the realm of smallpox even if they get the golden pill. territory.
In the meridians, after the last stream of essence has completed its operation, it also flows through the meridians, and finally pours into the dantian like the shining sun.
Buzz! Buzz!
With the infusion of the last essence, Dantian instilled all the essence into the body.
Click! Click! Click!
Quietly, a subtle and extremely rhythmic sound sounded behind An Jing. If you listen carefully, you will find that the extremely regular sound is like the beating of a heart, which is extremely mysterious.
And as this rhythmic sound sounded, the looming ceiling became more and more solid, until it was no different from the human flower or the ground flower.
At the same time, An Jing's eyes slowly opened, suddenly like a stream of light in the darkness.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The next moment, the surrounding lake water began to boil with excitement, and the surging energy turned into waves that spread toward both sides, making a deafening sound.
The realm of smallpox!
Now that the three flowers of the first rank have been condensed, the next step is for the three flowers to blend and the three flowers to gather in the cauldron to reach the true state of a master.
And An Jing also felt that his cultivation level had been greatly improved, and the internal energy in his body was as powerful as the sea, endlessly growing.
That feeling has never happened before.
Moreover, his vision, hearing, and reaction speed have all been greatly improved. At this moment, when he looked at the lake below, he had a different feeling.
“Is this the realm of smallpox?”
An Jing touched his palm, and then took a breath.
He knew that his strength was not enough. Master Jiang's strength was definitely not that of an ordinary grandmaster, and Xiao Qianqiu of the Zhenyi Sect was the number one person in the world of Dayan. He still had a long way to go before they were there.
The moon was sparse and it was already late at night, and An Jing started to sing about the empty city strategy in his heart.
"then!"
At this time, there was a sound of the building shaking.
An Jing took the roast chicken he threw over, then tore off a chicken leg and ate it, "Leo Qianbei (Senior Lou), Guo Quduo saved (how long has it been)?"
"It won't be long, just two days and one night."
Lou Xiangzhen said calmly: "Who can persist for such a difficult breakthrough for a long time?"
An Jing nodded upon hearing this. The feeling he had just broken through was completely torture.
Cultivation takes perseverance, but breakthroughs happen overnight.
But this technique that can be practiced overnight requires decades of practice.
Lou Xiangzhen squatted on a branch, took a sip of wine, and looked into the distance with his cloudy eyes: "Eat quickly, we have to go north after eating, and I will meet an old friend by the way."
"Old friend?"
When An Jing heard this, he was also a little curious.
Lou Xiangzhen is an old monster who has been famous for fifty or sixty years. His friend is not an ordinary person. Anyway, he is on his way, so he might as well go and see him.
.........
Two days later, Qisha Sect, Nanhua Mountain.
At this moment, the Qisha Sect is in great chaos. All the worshipers and leaders died overnight. If it weren't for the great elder's powerful ability to calm the situation, the Qisha Sect itself might have become chaotic.
Although the Seven Evils Sect strictly blocked the news, the death of these two people still spread like wildfire and spread throughout the world.
At this delicate moment, there was an uproar.
At this time, on the top of Nanhua Mountain, several figures fell under the main hall.
There was a man as short as a dwarf, with a frown on his face, and a palm-sized black-haired mouse crawling in his palm.
The mouse's eyes were bright, its mouth was sharp, and its nose kept moving forward, as if it was sniffing something.
This person is none other than Master Moyun of Tianku Mountain.
Although the Qingfengtang of Zhenyi Sect is not as good as intelligence organizations such as Demon Sect Renzong and Tianluo Diwang, it is still one step ahead in the world.
They found out that there was a huge black anaconda on Nanhua Mountain, and they immediately knew that this person was the ghost swordsman who disappeared recently, but they did not expect that the ghost swordsman would quietly leave Jiangnan Road.
You must know that the ghost swordsman never left Jiangnan Road a few times before.
Ling Yuanjing and Master Yuhuai were standing aside, waiting for news from Master Moyun.
After a while, the spirit-seeking rat circled back and forth toward the north, making constant "chichi" sounds.
Seeing this, Master Moyun showed a smile, "This little baby of mine has memorized the Ghost Swordsman's Qi, now we just need to follow him."
"North?"
Ling Yuanjing looked towards the north and raised his brows slightly.
To the north, close to Yujing City, the Zhenyi Sect has relatively few activities.
Master Moyun nodded and said: "Yes, it seems that he has been away for a while. Let's catch up quickly."
His main mission is to find the Ghost Swordsman. As long as he finds the person, it has nothing to do with him.
"That's fine."
Ling Yuanjing looked at the Great Master Yuhuai and said in a serious voice: "Junior Brother Yuhuai, please send a letter to Junior Brother Yuzhen, Yulin and Yujiu now and ask them to come down the mountain quickly."
"yes."
Master Yuhuai nodded after hearing this and prepared to leave.
"etc!"
Suddenly, Ling Yuanjing stopped Master Yuhuai, "Let Senior Brother He Chen come down the mountain too."
"I see."
Master Yuhuai was shocked and said.
After saying that, he left quickly.
Master Moyun on the side had a look of surprise in his eyes.
Who is He Chen?
That was a peak master like Ling Yuanjing, a top master of Zhenyi Sect, whose cultivation level was still higher than his own.
The Four Great Immortals and the Two Great Peak Masters, the last time the Zhenyi Sect was so aggressive was the Demon Sect.
And today, the Shinichi Sect actually dispatched so many masters for this ghost swordsman.
How could Master Moyun not be surprised?
How not to shake!
Who is this ghost swordsman?
If this matter spreads to the world, how big of a wave will it cause?
Master Moyun couldn't help but secretly thought: It seems that the world is not peaceful anymore!