What disappoints Ye Man and the others is that Wang Teng has not left the Xiaochi sect in the past month and has been practicing day and night. Ye Man will soon participate in the selection competition for entry-level disciples, so he sent several Taoist priests.
The second-level cultivators monitored Wang Teng and went to retreat to practice.
His talent is pretty good among the outer disciples. He is at the third level of Daoji. He has six root bones and can absorb thirty spiritual coins of spiritual power every day. He thinks that he is a thousand times better than Wang Teng, but he doesn't know that now
Wang Teng absorbs thirty-five or even more spiritual coins of spiritual power every day.
Moreover, Wang Teng's physical body has become very strange because it has been transformed by the power of mysterious ancient books, and its strength can continue to increase. As for Ye Man, the strength of his physical body has already reached its limit, with more than 500 kilograms of strength.
Refining the physical body only makes it stronger.
"Hmph! That useless Wang Teng, don't tell me that he has no hope of being promoted to the third level of Daoji and qualifying for the trial. Even if he does participate, I can kill him with one punch. The trial does not allow the use of powerful talismans, and there is no talisman.
He is just a piece of shit." While practicing, Ye Man also focused on Wang Teng.
Time passed, and twenty days passed quickly. During this period, Wang Teng absorbed all the power of the other five foundation-building pills and stored them in the blue divine light, and more than 800 spiritual coins,
Xiao Hong also killed more than 700 people, leaving less than a hundred.
Wang Teng's strength soared to 850 kilograms, which was stronger than he imagined. Moreover, he felt that he was only one step away from breaking through the last layer of membrane and entering the third level of Daoji.
At that time, quantitative changes will turn into qualitative changes, and his strength in all aspects will increase again.
Old Man Feng has been recuperating these days, but he will show up from time to time to guide Wang Teng in practicing some boxing techniques. In addition to the Wind-breaking Fist, Wind-cutting Sword Technique, and the Diamond Shield Technique, Wang Teng also learned a Heaven-Suppressing Technique.
Palm.
Seeing that Wang Teng's qualifications are getting better and better, and it only took less than twenty days to learn the Heaven-Suppressing Palm and he was already proficient in it, Old Man Feng was also very pleased.
"Master, this is all thanks to the Foundation Building Pills you refined. Since taking them, I feel that my cultivation speed has been much faster." On this day, Wang Teng went to the grove to practice his palm skills as usual, and Old Man Feng was quiet.
Standing aside quietly, looking at him kindly.
"Xiao Wang, come here and let me see how far your realm has reached. There are still ten days left. I wonder if you can make it to the entry-level disciple selection competition." Old Man Feng said with a slight smile.
The old man felt very gratified when he thought of Wang Teng's progress. Now Wang Teng can lift a stone of 600 kilograms in front of him, which is stronger than many Taoist third-level cultivators. As long as he can participate in the trials,
There is a high chance of getting into the top ten.
As for winning the first place, the old man did not dare to hope for it. He knew very well that some outer disciples were extremely powerful and were personally trained by the entry disciples. No matter how strong Wang Teng was, he would hardly be their opponent.
Wang Teng walked up to the old man obediently and felt that a strange power had penetrated into his body and flowed through the major meridians.
"What a powerful qi and blood. You really have a special bloodline. It's unbelievable. In just over twenty days, your body has already reached the edge of the third level of Daoji. In ten days, I don't think you will be able to step into it in just ten days."
The third level of Daoji." Old Man Feng's expression became extremely excited.
"This is Tao power. It can detect the current status of the physical body of cultivators below the third level of Taoism. But my master doesn't know that I can hide part of my power in my Dantian." Wang Teng secretly laughed in his heart.
He didn't want to hide Old Man Feng, but he was afraid that he would become suspicious after knowing his true strength. The physical strength he was showing now was already unacceptable to Old Man Feng.
Moreover, if Wang Teng hadn't been too strong in physical form and the spiritual power required for transformation was several times more than that of an ordinary person, he would have successfully advanced to the third level of Daoji.
There are many cultivators who have successfully broken into the third level of Daoji by absorbing the spiritual power of one or two hundred spiritual coins at the second level of Daoji. As for Wang Teng, he has now consumed about a thousand spiritual coins, which is comparable to a piece of spiritual power.
It’s a lower-grade spiritual stone.
However, he is still one step away from improving.
"To break through the cultivation level, it is important to do it in one go. Don't be disturbed by others. Master will protect you in the past few days." Old Man Feng put away his Taoist power and smiled at Wang Teng.
Wang Teng nodded, clenched his fists, and after entering the room, he took out all the remaining spiritual coins. He sat cross-legged on the wooden bed. At this moment, he used the body refining technique to the extreme. A powerful spiritual power,
Emitted from the spirit coins, injected into Wang Teng's body, flowing freely through thousands of meridians.
Slowly, Wang Teng suddenly felt a burst of heat in his body, and the blood in his meridians seemed to be boiling. Deep in his Dantian, a mysterious gas floated out and gradually condensed into shape.
This is a sign of improvement in cultivation. Wang Teng had already felt it when he entered the second level of Daoji.
The root bone is condensed from this mysterious gas. It is recorded in some Taoist books that this mysterious gas comes from the depths of the Dantian and is transformed from the potential energy that humans are born with. A cultivator's potential
The bigger it is, the more mysterious gas is produced each time it reaches a higher level. The more bones it condenses into, the more powerful it becomes.
As soon as the mysterious gas appeared at this time, Wang Teng knew that his savings had finally reached its peak, breaking through the barrier of the second level of Daoji, and officially entered the third level of Daoji. In the Dantian, the mysterious gas continued to condense into a ball, and gradually transformed into a mountain range
The shape stands in the center of Dantian.
A new root bone was born.
After the mysterious gas shaped the seventh root bone, it did not disappear. Instead, it condensed and formed again, turning into the eighth root bone. Originally, with Wang Teng's qualifications, he could add two more roots every time he advanced to a higher level.
Bones, that's already the limit. After all, qualifications are innate and cannot be changed.
Before Wang Teng got the mysterious book, he only had three more bones in two realms, which was not as many as some peerless geniuses in one realm.
However, just when Wang Teng thought that the mysterious gas would be completely consumed after shaping the eighth root bone, an unimaginable scene happened. There was actually a ball of mysterious gas left, although it was not enough to shape a complete bone.
He has no bones, but he condensed his rudimentary form.
"Three Bones, could it be that my talent has been changed by that mysterious book?" Wang Teng was so excited that he was speechless.
"Papa papa!" Just when he was excited and confused, bursts of severe pain suddenly came from his physical body, and the sound of bones colliding kept coming. This was the physical transformation that occurred due to promotion.
Wang Teng has experienced this kind of pain twice, but the pain from the first two times combined was not one-tenth of the pain this time.
The bones seemed to be torn apart by a strong force, and then healed up again. The meridians seemed to be torn apart by wild beasts, bursting open, and then returned to normal. The internal organs felt like being cut by knives and stabbed by swords.
, Wang Teng almost fainted from the pain.
This kind of pain lasted for half an hour before it began to weaken. Wang Teng's face was pale, his forehead was already covered with sweat, and he felt that his body was about to collapse. A stench spread from his skin.
It's so disgusting to hear.
It was emitted by a kind of black impurities. These impurities were originally hidden in Wang Teng's body and meridians, hindering the normal operation of Wang Teng's body. Now that they were all forced out, Wang Teng's body completed a perfect transformation.
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He felt that his meridians had more than doubled in size than before, which meant that the speed at which he could absorb spiritual power had also been greatly increased. Moreover, Wang Teng gently held his fist, and felt a force that could destroy the world.
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His strength has already exceeded eight hundred kilograms, reached one thousand kilograms, or even more.
Now, if he returns to the secular world, he can easily kill a cow with one punch. On the battlefield, he is invincible and it is not difficult to defeat one against a hundred.
"Although the physical strength has increased a lot, it is still far behind those cultivators who have derived true energy." Wang Teng quickly put away his complacent thoughts. He learned from some Taoist techniques.
It is seen in the classics that those strong men who have perfected their Dao foundation, have broken through to the realm of Qi training, and derived true energy, can easily lift objects weighing ten thousand kilograms by using their true energy at will.
The physical body was no longer very important at that time, unless one had the ability to forge it to be as indestructible as a spiritual weapon.
But now Wang Teng is absolutely confident to dominate among the third level Daoji disciples of the Xiaochi Sect. He doesn't know about other sects, but for a small sect like the Xiaochi Sect that relies on second-grade spiritual veins, he is definitely an outer disciple.
The most perverted among them.
Just when Wang Teng felt exhausted and wanted to rest for a while, another change occurred in his Dantian.
The power of the Foundation Building Pill and Qi Replenishing Pill that were originally stored in the blue divine light seemed to feel the incomplete ninth spiritual root at this moment, so it began to turn into emerald light rain, continuously hitting the ninth root.
On the bone, the ninth root bone, which was originally only half the size of the other root bones, is growing continuously.
That way, it's like the seeds of spring, which began to grow vigorously after being moistened by the drizzle in March.
When all the medicinal power was used up, the ninth root bone had only grown by half. Logically speaking, with so much medicinal power, half of the root bone could have been grown before, but now the effect is not that obvious.
This seems to be explaining to Wang Teng that the later the root bones are derived, the more medicinal power will be needed to shape them perfectly. However, Wang Teng also feels satisfied with this. At the third level of Daoji, he has a little more than eight.
With a strong foundation, he can be considered a figure among those giant sects.
Giant sects like Yuhuangmen have gathered all kinds of cultivation geniuses from the vast land of Tianzhou and even other vast areas. There are also some third-level Taoist sects with nine bones. They are far beyond the comparison of small sects like Xiaochi sect.
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In the final analysis, he is just a subsidiary sect that relies on Yuhuang Sect for survival.
Opening the door, Wang Teng came to Old Man Feng with a smile on his face and said excitedly: "Master, I have made a breakthrough."