"The journey of cultivation is an act of defiance! It is full of all kinds of problems and accidents! How dare you say that you are not a waste if you can't even bear this little pressure!"
"If you can't bear it! Then hit the wall! Go jump off the cliff! Anyway, no one will care if you die, you loser!"
…
…
In the dead darkness, the merciless curses of the old dragon echoed. The old curses were harsher and harsher than each sentence, ruthlessly tearing open the newly scabbed wounds in the young man's heart!
However, it was this kind of curse and the bloody wound that woke up the lost boy like a blow to the head, pulling the almost crazy Leng Yi back from the edge of collapse...
When a man is desperate, fists and curses are more effective than comfort and comfort, and can inspire the fighting spirit and fierceness deep in a man's soul!
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The young man who had regained his composure collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily, but secretly thinking in his heart that it was really dangerous!
No matter how precocious his mind is, he is still a twelve-year-old boy who has not experienced many vicissitudes of life...
"what on earth is it?"
Leng Yi stared blankly at the dusty and cobweb-covered beams of the ruined temple, and asked in a gloomy and hoarse voice:
He thought that the entire cultivation process was extremely safe and every step was extremely standard. Except for the slow speed due to lack of proficiency in the first cultivation, it was almost flawless;
However, the nothingness in his Dantian was as motionless as a rock!
All common sense and common sense have been completely subverted by him...
"the reason is simple;"
Old Long no longer cursed angrily, but slowly said a reason in a low voice that made Leng Yi unbelievable, but he breathed a sigh of relief:
"The power of blending is not strong enough nor lasting enough, so it is impossible to open up the Zang Sea;"
"Is it that simple?" Leng Yi frowned slightly, and his dim eyes gained a glimmer of light;
fine……
As long as the fundamental problem is not that I am a waste, then...
"That's right, it's that simple;" Old Long sighed and said in a solemn tone:
"The power of your bloodline is endless, and it has not yet reached the limit of development, but the problem lies in the supply of vitality. If there are more spiritual stones, or more pure vitality, we can open up the Tibetan Sea day and night;
"
"More spirit stones... vitality?" Leng Yi frowned even more tightly, and a bad feeling surged up again...
"Yes! In other words -" Old Long paused slightly, and then said in a more solemn tone:
"If you want to open up the Tibetan Sea, you will need five times more spiritual stones than ordinary people!"
Five times!
Leng Yi couldn't help but glazed over, and his brain instantly calculated a terrifying result:
Just opening up the Tibetan Sea requires five times the amount of spiritual stones. As your cultivation level increases in the future, won’t the amount of spiritual stones you need increase exponentially?
Even though this is a world with abundant resources for cultivation, spiritual stones are not just stones on the roadside!
Such a huge consumption...
Doesn’t this still mean “difficult to practice”?
Leng Yi once again froze on the spot like a stone sculpture. In the past three months, he had experienced so much ups and downs and bitterness, but...
"It seems that the plan is going to change slightly;" Old Long sighed slowly, and his tone became a little solemn:
"I really need to find out your bloodline, what kind of bloodline it is..."
It has no grade, no attributes, and is difficult to cultivate, but it is capable of enlightenment, sharp ears and eyes, and is born with divine power! Why does such a low-quality bloodline have such excellent external performance?
"The Devouring Technique" obviously can only take away the power of the bloodline, but it also takes away all the power of fighting spirit; why can such a low-quality bloodline be so tolerant?
It is obvious that the limit of the body can only reach the second level of the body quenching realm, but it can actually reach the third level of the body quenching without falling behind; this is obviously beyond the critical point of a mortal body;
And today, it is obviously just the simplest way to open up the Tibetan Sea, but it requires five times more spiritual stones than ordinary people...
Such an extreme performance, such a huge difference, and such a bloodline that subverts common sense cannot be explained by "coincidence" and "superior quality";
After a series of accidents, Lao Long finally began to face up to Leng Yi's bloodline problem;
What kind of bloodline is this?
In the dead of night, with the bonfire curling up, one person and one dragon spent a sleepless night without saying a word;
"Okay! It's daybreak! Why are you so stupid? Get out of here!"
At dawn, Lao Long's always stern and sharp voice rang out again, awakening Leng Yi from a night of confusion;
"What are you going out for..." The young man stood up numbly and walked out of the ruined temple, looking up at the still hazy sky and thick dark clouds...
"Take off your clothes! Within an hour, run twenty miles up the mountain and do four hundred push-ups! Go!" Old Long shouted in the same impatient tone;
"You damn old man! This is only thirty-nine days! Even if you pee, you could freeze into a stick..." Leng Yi's cheek twitched and he retorted with a secret curse;
"Stop talking nonsense! Are you going to run?"
"...Run!" Leng Yi gritted his teeth, took a deep breath and began to take off his clothes quickly. Although he hated the old dragon in his heart, he also breathed a deep sigh of relief...
The wind is biting and the dripping water turns to ice;
In the snow-covered wilderness, a young man wearing only a pair of underpants ran hard through the rugged mountains, letting the howling cold wind blow against his delicate skin like a knife;
As the journey got farther and farther, Leng Yi's feet, which were cut to pieces by hard ice and sharp rocks, gradually left a bright red footprint in the white snow field...
Mountain running is not an ordinary long-distance training. It involves leaving aside the mountain road and running wherever it is rugged or steep. During this process, it is necessary to use both hands and feet to climb and jump. Every mile forward, the physical strength consumed is several times that of a flat road;
However, only in various complex terrains can the muscles and bones throughout the body be effectively exercised, even some small muscle tissues hidden deep in the large muscle groups;
This is an essential training item in mortal martial arts, but now...
However, it can be seen that Leng Yi's training volume is several times that of ordinary adults, and it far exceeds the physical endurance limit of adults!
An hour later, Leng Yi, who was covered in heat, dragged his lead-like legs back to the ruined temple. In just one hour, he had exhausted all his energy, and he didn't even have the desire to bake a bun...
"Sure enough, despite such a large amount of training, the energy and blood are still surging and powerful. This bloodline is indeed very mysterious." Old Long's voice echoed in his mind, and it seemed meaningful. Leng Yi couldn't help but feel a little in his heart;
According to his experience, once Old Long uses this tone, it means...
"Okay! Hurry up and boil some hot water and eat something! I will teach you a method of breathing and meditation. Recover your strength before noon! Then-" Old Long continued;
"Go to Huangyang City for a good meal at noon! Then buy all the ropes, animal sinews, daggers, cloaks, spare flints, three kilograms of salt, five kilograms of soju, as well as leggings and sleeve ties..."
"What are you doing? Are you going on a long trip!" Leng Yi couldn't help but be stunned after hearing so many things. Sure enough...
"That's right!" Old Long confirmed slowly, and then said gloomily: "From tomorrow onwards, leave here and continue to the west -"
"Still going west? Since I need more cultivation resources, shouldn't I go to the east where the energy of heaven and earth is more abundant?" Leng Yi said with a gloomy face, "Further west is the border!
Where can we go?”
"West, big, wasteland!"
"What?! Western Wilderness!" Leng Yi was shocked and lost his voice;
"That's right!"
Old Long said slowly word by word:
"I'm looking forward to it very much——"
"What surprises can your bloodline bring to me?"
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Thank you to the helmsman of Ling Fei Soaring!
In addition, I would like to thank Bing Hailiu Da Da, Baicao He Da Da, 777 Da Da, Jupiter Da Da, Elmm Da Da and Xiaozhu Da Da for the rewards!