"Huh!" When the spiritual power no longer poured in, Chen Tian opened his eyes and felt the spiritual power filling his meridians. There was excitement on his face. He clenched his fists and suddenly swung them forward. He could only hear
A sound broke through the air.
After entering the level of a two-star spiritual warrior, Chen Tian's physical strength is much stronger than before. After all, the spiritual power not only warms and nourishes the meridians, but also strengthens the strength of Chen Tian's muscles. Now, even if there are hundreds of ordinary people, I believe that he can easily
Put down.
This is the difference between spiritual practitioners and ordinary people, but compared with the three-star spiritual warriors, Chen Tian, a two-star spiritual warrior, is not good enough.
At the level of a spiritual warrior, for every one star, the spiritual value increases by 100. Before six stars, the more spiritual values, the more powerful you are, but after six stars, in addition to competing for spiritual values, spiritual skills are also very important, and there are advanced spiritual masters.
A spiritual warrior with higher skills can kill a spiritual warrior one star higher than himself.
Withdrawing his fist, Chen Tian smiled casually. Unexpectedly, the recovery speed was much faster than expected. Of course, this must be without the help of those mental powers in the pool, otherwise his mental power would not be able to sustain the high-intensity consumption.
Through this high-intensity training, Chen Tian's mental strength is much stronger than before, which is a gratifying thing.
"Senior Wuming, let's go back." Chen Tian raised his head and looked at the dim sky, then turned to Wuming and said. Then he got up and walked towards the hut.
"Wait a minute, little one." Wuming stopped Chen Tian, then floated to Chen Tian's side and said.
"What's wrong, senior?" Chen Tian was confused in his heart. He didn't know what Wuming was trying to stop him, so he asked.
Hearing this, Wuming smiled indifferently and said, "Little boy, do you want to find a teacher to teach you the art of refining medicine?"
Wuming's indifferent words rippled in the air, but Chen Tian's expression was a little stunned, and he stood there blankly. After a long time, he said with an ecstatic expression: "I do, of course I do."
How could Chen Tian not understand the meaning of Wuming's words, so he replied without even thinking about it.
The alchemist is the most noble profession, and Chen Tianke has been envious of it for a long time, but unfortunately there are no worthy alchemists in this small city of Kalan, and those who are able to do so look down on him.
I had just learned that Wuming was an alchemist, so I wanted to become a disciple, but I was afraid that I would not be able to meet the conditions for an alchemist and would be rejected by Wuming, so I didn't say anything.
But I never thought that Wuming would actually come to the door in person. If you don't agree to such a good thing, wouldn't it be a waste of a great opportunity?
"Unknown senior, my mental strength has reached the standard of an alchemist?" After the excitement, Chen Tian asked how many kilograms he weighed. He knew very well.
"Don't mention your little mental strength. The lowest level pharmacist can be better than you.
But this problem is not a big one. Only hard work is the way to go. Otherwise, no matter how good your talent is and how high your mental strength is, you will still be mediocre." Wuming smiled. After Chen Tian agreed, his tone changed.
He's also much more approachable.
"Thank you, senior, for your teachings." Chen Tian clasped his fists and thanked him. Everything Wuming said made sense. In the past, although Chen Tian had outstanding talents, he would sometimes become inert, wasting his great talents, and finally ended up with all his meridians.
"Senior? We should change our title now," Wuming said with a loud laugh.
"Haha" Chen Tian laughed awkwardly, and immediately took a step forward, about to kneel down. "Huh" A strong force lifted up Chen Tian's knees that were about to touch the ground, and then he heard Wuming's words ringing in his ears.
.
"This ceremony of kneeling down and worshiping can be dispensed with."
Hearing Wuming's words, Chen Tian couldn't hold anything in his heart other than gratitude. If it weren't for Wuming, he would still be a waste that everyone made fun of. He clasped his fists, bowed down, and said: "Disciple Chen Tian, pay homage to the teacher."
"Haha" Wuming laughed, then came to Chen Tian and said: "Since you worship me as your teacher, I won't treat you badly. Now I will teach you the 'Shun Tian Jue'. Just close your eyes."
Hearing this, Chen Tian closed his eyes, and then he felt as if something entered his mind. Suddenly, a majestic voice sounded in his mind: "Shun Tian Jue, a third-level superior skill, can hide the breath after practice. Follow the way of heaven."
..”
When those words fell, Chen Tianchi was shocked. This was actually a third-grade high-grade technique! The Xuanming Kung Fu he practiced was the most powerful technique in the clan, and it was only a second-grade superior technique.
The higher the level of this skill, the faster the training speed. When Chen Tian practiced Xuan Ming Gong, his speed was comparable to that of God. Now how powerful will this third-grade top-level skill, Shuntian Jue, be? In this regard, Chen Tian
There was a hint of expectation in the sky.
In fact, Chen Tian's most important thing is to conceal his aura, which is a good thing! As long as he doesn't take the initiative to expose it, others will never know that he has successfully reshaped his meridians.
After all, this matter is quite difficult. If his family asks about it, Chen Tianke can't find an excuse to evade it, so he can't expose Wuming's identity, right?
Seeing Chen Tian's ecstatic expression, Wuming said with some humor: "This little third-level skill makes you so happy. You are my Wuming disciple after all. This Shuntian Technique is just a basic skill."
"What?" Chen Tian's eyes widened, his expression was dazed, and his facial muscles were beating violently.
Are these third-grade high-grade skills just a foundation? You must know that this technique is related to a person's achievement. In Kalan City, it is difficult to find second-grade techniques, let alone third-grade high-grade ones.
But now Wuming said that this Shuntian Jue was just to lay the foundation. He swallowed hard, took two more deep breaths, and finally returned to normal.
Seeing that Chen Tian had recovered, Wuming said calmly: "Now you just have to practice hard. When your mental power is strong enough, I will teach you the art of alchemy. As for your cultivation, if you are willing to work hard, I believe you can enter the world within a year."
In the realm of the spirit, it is not a problem at all."
"Yes." Chen Tian nodded. Now that he has a third-level superior skill, his cultivation speed must be extremely fast. Plus, he has a good teacher beside him. I believe that according to his talent, he can reach the spirit level within a year. It should not be
question.
When you step into the spiritual level, you will leap over the dragon's gate and soar into the sky. The spiritual level is just to open up the nine meridians and sort out the debris in the meridians. After all the nine meridians are cleared, spiritual power can be introduced into the Dantian.
Among them, cyclones gather.
Of course, this gathering of cyclones is also extremely difficult, and some spiritual practitioners will never be able to cross this threshold in their entire lives, but Chen Tian has no such worries. Now he still has a bead made of compressed spiritual power.
As long as you take that bead, your chances of successfully converging a cyclone will be much greater.
It suddenly felt like a dream. Unexpectedly, in just one day, not only did I successfully reshape my meridians, but I also learned from such an awesome teacher.
The hot wind and waves blew with the smell of earth, and the yellow sand entered his eyes. He felt the stinging pain in his eyes. Only then did Chen Tian believe that this was not a dream, but reality.
He raised his hands to wipe his eyes, then clasped his hands and looked into the distance, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Teacher, let's go," Chen Tian loosened his clenched fists, looked at Wuming, and said.
Wuming didn't reply, and turned into blood mist and penetrated into Chen Tian's mind.
