Just because the elixir has given birth to spiritual wisdom, does not mean that the elixir has turned into a living being. At this time, the situation of the black elixir is more like that of the stone fire warrior and the yellow scarf warrior. It contains spiritual patterns, which can sense the heaven and earth, and thus create life.
As time goes by, if the power of this elixir is no longer enough to support it, the little bit of spirituality will naturally fade away.
According to what Yun'er said, unless they are of the legendary elixir level, they are not qualified to evolve real creatures.
The spiritual intelligence in this black pill should only be the simplest kind. However, the fact that the pill can be transformed into a spirit means that the spiritual power of this 'Hell Rotten Demon Pill' is indeed extraordinary.
After taking the elixir, it dissolved in his belly. Zhuang Wudao felt that masses of fresh air began to penetrate into his limbs and bones. His whole body began to itch uncomfortably, especially the depths of the bones and blood marrow, which made him feel uncomfortable.
People are uncomfortable and intolerable.
At this time, the pores of his seven orifices also spurted out bursts of fragrance, refreshing the spleen and stomach. However, the skin all over his body turned pale and gray again.
This is the remaining death energy of the Hell Rotten Demonic Ginseng in the black elixir, and it begins to spread in the body.
Zhuang Wudao could also instantly feel that his body was a little weak, a large amount of vitality in his body was being consumed, and his internal organs were damaged to varying degrees.
However, it was also accompanied by a torrent of medicinal power, washing away every inch of flesh and blood in his limbs and every acupuncture point.
After Zhuang Wudao began to adapt, he ignored it and fell into meditation quietly.
The medicinal power of this Hell Rotten Demonic Ginseng does not require his deliberate guidance, nor does it require any special skill coordination.
He only needs to relax his body and let the essence that has been cultivated for nearly a thousand years in the Hell Rotten Demonic Ginseng spread evenly and penetrate into every corner of his body without any dead spots. By sitting in meditation like this for forty-nine days, the physical body can be strengthened.
There is still itching in the body, coming from deep inside the internal organs, bone marrow, flesh and blood, making it impossible to scratch even if one wants to.
But compared to the extreme pain he suffered from refining demons with Lihuo Tianlei, it was nothing at all.
Zhuang Wudao didn't care at all. He completely forgot about things and me. His mind gradually drifted between waking and sleeping, completely forgetting the passage of time.
And when he woke up again and opened his eyes, all he could see outside the window of Banyue Tower was a blanket of white snow.
Under the Half Moon Lake, there is an active fire vein. Therefore, the four seasons here are like spring, and there is also the existence of the Half Moon Lake on the top of the mountain.
But at this moment, except for the steaming hot water vapor above the lake, the rest of the place was covered with thick ice and snow.
It was late at night, and the bright moon in the sky was like a disc, especially bright. The cold moonlight shone down, setting off the white snow, and the scenery was extremely beautiful.
The trees and flowers around him had obviously been carefully renovated, and they didn't look like the mess they had before he went into seclusion.
"It turns out that another year has passed——"
Zhuang Wudao has lived in Banyue Tower for nearly two years, and he knows that only at the beginning of the new year, when the winter cold has not yet melted, will ice up to three feet thick form on the top of Banyue Mountain.
He went into retreat at the end of November and meditated for seventy-nine days, which happened to be around the fifteenth and sixteenth day of the first lunar month, around the New Year's Day.
Zhuang Wudao looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky through the window lattice, but for no reason he felt his heart tightening, and an indescribable feeling of loneliness filled the depths of his heart.
The Lantern Festival is also the Lantern Festival, which is a night for ordinary people to enjoy the moon and lanterns and family reunions. For monks, it is meaningless. Zhuang Wudao subconsciously thought of his mother who died young.
In the past, every time during the Shangyuan Festival, Zhuang Wudao could laugh happily when accompanied by brothers like Qin Feng. At this time, he had been in Lichen Sect for two years. Whenever he was alone and desolate, he would always feel uncomfortable.
I couldn't help but think of my own childhood and my mother's pale face in front of me.
Shaking his head, Zhuang Wudao suppressed the sadness in his heart and began to silently check his body. It can be seen that the medicinal power of the Hell Rotten Demonic Ginseng has obviously not been completely absorbed and refined. It is deep in the internal organs and some meridians.
Within the branch veins, Zhuang Wudao could clearly feel that there was a lot of siltation and accumulation of medicinal power.
This is because his cultivation level is insufficient and his physical foundation is shallow, which is not enough to completely melt and absorb this 'Hell Rotten Demonic Ginseng'. He can only use water to polish it afterward, and clean up and refine it step by step, which requires countless hard work.
Don't put it off for too long. Once the power of these medicines is accumulated for too long and mixed with the turbid impurities in the body, it will turn into toxins. In mild cases, it will just block the meridians, and in more serious cases, the internal organs will become rotten.
However, just those parts that have been completely integrated into his body have caused Zhuang Wudao's physical structure to undergo drastic changes. Compared with forty-nine days ago, it is completely different.
His own strength should not have increased much, but his fascia has become stronger, his bones have become more solid, and his meridians and blood vessels have become much tougher.
To what extent it has increased, Zhuang Wudao has never tried it, so it is not clear yet. However, it is only a preliminary estimate, and it can at least increase the palm strength of his 'Big Monument Slammer' by nearly double.
Without getting up, Zhuang Wudao directly punched out, with the force of hitting an ox across a mountain, through a wooden wall, directly towards the outside of Banyue Tower.
Then there was only a 'boom' sound, and a burst of water surged into the sky in the Half Moon Lake outside, rolling up eight or nine feet high. Countless dead fish surged out of the lake.
Zhuang Wudao raised his eyebrows, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
"About thirty-six elephants have the power, but this method of transmitting energy from the void will weaken one layer of power five hundred feet away, and two layers from one thousand feet away. It should be close to forty elephants. After taking this hell rot magic ginseng,
The power of the Five Elephants actually increased——"
The strike he made with one palm at this time was comparable to forty spiritual elephants, and even surpassed a first-level larval dragon.
It should be that he was refining his body every day with the "Infinite Dutian Formation of Positive and Negative Era", which cleared away the impurities in his body and made his physical foundation more solid. And the Hell Rotten Demonic Ginseng was just right.
, replenishing his vitality and greatly increasing his strength.
However, the figure of forty times should be the limit of the foundation-building realm. Even if it is as powerful as the fourth-level high-grade Lingzhen Hell Corruption Demonic Ginseng, it cannot increase his power more.
Zhuang Wudao immediately tried to use the big monument-breaking move again. This time, he didn't dare to attack the Half-Moon Lake. It didn't matter if the fish and shrimps in the lake died, but it would be bad if it triggered the ground fire below.
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Directly facing the void thousands of feet away, he used the most powerful move of the Big Stone Slammer. He collapsed the mountain with eight times the force, causing the entire heaven outside the mountain to shake for an instant.
This punch was completely in the air, but it still caused the clouds to roll up for a moment, and the ice on the top of the mountain was also threatening to collapse. However, there was no specific target reference, and it was impossible to know the exact strength of the punch.
However, Zhuang Wudao never thought about confirming it. Knowing that his basic strength is forty images, the specific strength of this style can be roughly estimated.
What he really wants to test is to what extent his current body has reached and how many times the power it can carry.
"Eight times the strength, but the body doesn't feel any burden, which is unexpected. In the current state, I should be able to use the Great Monument Slammer with all my strength for a whole day."
Usually, even if he only had three times the mana of the Big Stone Slammer, he still felt headaches all over his limbs and body, as if his muscles were about to burst.
But at this moment, Zhuang Wudao was displaying his fist movements with ease and ease, able to lift heavy weights with ease without any hindrance.
The only thing I have to worry about is that the true energy power cannot support it. However, the technique that Zhuang Wudao majors in is the Bull Demon Yuan Hegemon Body. Not only does his recovery ability be amazing, but his Qi Yuan is thick and long enough to rank among the top 100 in the world.
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In addition, he has also practiced many minor skills. In terms of true energy, in the realm of Qi training, only three or five people can compare with him. He can use his full strength to throw the monument for half a day, and
There will be no real energy depletion.
However, just now, it was just the most common fist fight with the Big Stone Smasher, and Zhuang Wudao then continuously activated his spiritual aperture, and used the two mysterious magical powers of the Big Stone Splitting Style and the Big Shattering Cloud Style one after another.
The Big Splitting Stone Pose is twelve times the power, and the Big Shattering Cloud Pose is sixteen times the palm power after accumulating power.
When he used the former, Zhuang Wudao didn't feel anything. He just felt the muscles in his arms were slightly sore. However, when he used the Great Shattering Cloud Style to increase his palm power to sixteen times, Zhuang Wudao was already
It felt like both arms were about to break.
Even with the hidden power of beating a cow across the mountain, Zhuang Wudao couldn't successfully display it. He tried his best to send the sixteen times of palm power out of the Banyue Building. It didn't explode in front of him. Fortunately, he didn't make the Banyue
The building was damaged.
"The maximum limit is only fifteen times?"
Zhuang Wudao didn't feel frustrated, but was inexplicably surprised. The basis of the power of forty elephants, after exerting fifteen times the force, that is to say, at his limit, he could exert the palm power of six hundred elephants.
Even without using the blood ape transformation and adding sword energy, his strength at this moment was far superior to the battle with Xiao Zheng's five people at the bottom of Yang Lake that day.
If they meet again, even if these five people are not separated by his formation and join forces to fight him, Zhuang Wudao is confident that he can crush them.
"Sword Master, don't be too happy too early. Let's sense your longevity——"
Zhuang Wudao raised his brows slightly, and then smiled carelessly: "I've felt it, and the cost of losing twenty years of life is lighter than expected."
Even with the twenty years spent, he is still only forty years old, still in his prime. Compared with this sudden increase in strength, Zhuang Wudao doesn't care at all.
"The sword master is quite open-minded."
Yun'er seemed to have expected it, and said in a calm tone: "Look outside the window again, inside the Half Moon Lake -"
Zhuang Wudao moved to look towards the building, and then he saw that half of the lake in front of the Banyue Building, a lake with a width of 6,000 feet, was filled with a large number of fish corpses. The fish's belly turned white, and the cause of death was unknown.
Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but be stunned. Although the punch he just punched was powerful, it had a force of 320 elephants. But when hit in water, it could shake a hundred feet at most.
But all the fish and shrimp in half of the lake were wiped out——