Chapter 110 The Secret of the Four True Spirits, One Year of Practice
Breathe in
In the dark palace, a small figure sat cross-legged, holding a seal in his hand and pointing his palm toward the sky.
Beside him, the platinum sea of suffering manifested, creating waves and ripples, stars shining brightly, and the Big Dipper gathering together.
"The sun and the moon rotate, the yin and yang are in harmony..."
Wang Teng slowly opened his eyes, and saw the faint sun and silver moon flashing by. His expression was calm. After receiving Xuanwu Essence and Blood, his understanding of the Sun and Moon Reincarnation Seal became more profound.
If the realm catches up in the future, it might be possible for the sun and the moon to fall together and reverse the yin and yang.
He stood up, and the golden-red sacred bridge above the Sea of Bitterness became more and more dazzling, approaching perfection.
"There seems to be some kind of echo and increase between these four true spirit forms. After the Xuanwu form was condensed, my foundation became deeper and deeper, but the time it took to practice also increased."
Wang Teng thought for a moment, originally thinking that he could build the divine bridge to the other side within ten days, but after the Xuanwu divine form was condensed, it complemented the real dragon and white tiger.
He was tempering his physical foundation all the time, making his divine power more powerful, but what followed was that he had to spend more time practicing.
If the sea of suffering is bigger than others, the spring of life will naturally be wider than others, and the sacred bridge will be longer.
"The realm of wheel and sea is perfect..."
He concentrated, opened his mouth and spit out a ball of platinum divine fire, refining the marrow liquid and precious medicine that was sent to him.
A large amount of pure medicinal power poured into the body, very hot and surging.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The heart beats like a drum, Wang Teng's body is incomparably strong, and stars are dancing and sublimating.
Outside the dark hall, an old green wolf stood, his vitality and blood not declining, still at its peak.
Its eyes are as bright as the bright moon in the sky, cold and aloof.
After burning the incense, the sound inside gradually faded away, and Qing Lang slowly walked into the palace.
"Teng'er, come with me."
Wang Teng raised his head and looked up, only to see the senior Qinglang of the clan looking at him, and just now he was talking to him through the sound transmission of his spiritual mind.
He didn't delay, stood up directly, and followed Qing Lang.
One person and one wolf meandered back and forth among the clusters of pavilions, and came to a remote and ancient palace.
"Go in, the ancestor is waiting for you."
The green wolf's spiritual thoughts swept over and signaled Wang Teng to enter the ancient palace. It was the ancestor Wang Lie who wanted to see him.
Buzz~
As if sensing the arrival of the two men, the door of the ancient palace opened spontaneously, revealing the deep interior.
Wang Teng nodded and walked straight in. He didn't know what the ancestor Wang Lie wanted to do with him.
Ta, da, da
Slight footsteps echoed. This ancient palace is very spacious, but also very dilapidated and full of traces of time.
It seems that many past events have been buried.
"Hmm..."
In the center of the palace, the old man with little hair raised his eyebrows slightly and looked in the direction of Wang Teng.
"Ancestor."
Wang Teng stepped forward and bowed. The person in front of him was the strongest man of the Wang family, the king of the Three Immortals.
"Is the Holy Bridge almost complete? It seems that the North Plains Youth Conference ten years from now will be your stage."
Ancestor Wang Lie nodded slightly and looked at the child in front of him carefully. His energy and blood were very strong, and he was not as strong as a human being. It seemed that only those with special physiques and divine bodies could compare.
"Teng'er, you are still young and have enough time. You can spend more energy studying. Perfect practice in a secret realm will bring many benefits."
He opened his mouth and told Wang Teng the unique features of each secret realm.
Like himself, his talent was limited and it was difficult to see the hope of becoming a saint; but Wang Teng was different. He had great potential and had the appearance of an ancient emperor, which was worthy of his efforts to cultivate.
"In this way, you can cultivate with me for a year, which can be regarded as polishing your mind. By then, the crane will come to find you."
Ancestor Wang Lie pondered for a moment, planning to take Wang Teng with him and teach him carefully for a year, so that he could teach him some magical powers and secret techniques.
After all, he is a descendant of the Wang family, so he can't even know the Wang family's signature magical powers.
"good."
Wang Teng nodded in agreement, it would be great to have a king of the Immortal Three Ways to guide him in his practice.
Outside the ancient palace, in the Wang family's meeting pavilion
Wang Chengkun was staring at a fragment in his hand and thinking secretly, feeling a little confused.
Suddenly, a vast spiritual consciousness swept past and talked to him.
"Would you like to practice with the ancestor for one year? I understand."
He looked suddenly confused. No wonder he saw Qing Lang walking out of the ancient palace early this morning. It turned out that he was looking for Wang Teng.
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one year later
Phew!
Between the clouds, a crane fluttered its wings, its white feathers as sharp as a sword, cutting through the sky and arriving over the ancestral land of the Wang family.
"Well, go ahead."
In the ancient palace, Ancestor Wang Lie smiled slightly, waved his hand to Wang Teng, and motioned for him to leave.
Wang Teng took a deep breath, and his body turned into a platinum rainbow rising into the sky, as if a thunderbolt flashed past, and appeared outside the ancient palace.
"He Lao."
He smiled and waved to say hello to the crane.
"When you reach the other side of Shenqiao, well, you have laid a very solid foundation."
Xianhe nodded slightly, knowing clearly the progress of Wang Teng's practice. Someone in the clan should have given him guidance and helped him re-solidify his foundation. In this way, he can go further in the future.
With a burst of wings, its soft divine power enveloped Wang Teng, carried it on its back, and turned into a ray of fairy light that disappeared into the sky and disappeared away.
Under the sky, in the Wang family pavilion
"He's gone again."
Brothers Wang Chengyun and Wang Chengfeng were a little emotional. They just felt that their nephew was busier than them. Maybe you emperors have been extraordinary since you were young?
"The crane is here again, taking the young emperor of our clan away to practice!"
In the Wang family's martial arts hall, a sharp-eyed young man spoke and caught a glimpse of the figure in the sky.
"As expected of the young emperor of our clan, are you going to become the successor of Luan Gu?"
A girl exclaimed, her autumn-like eyes blooming with splendor.
"Hahaha. My cousin Wang Teng has the appearance of an ancient emperor!"
There are also young people who hold their heads high and their chests high, looking proud.
In the middle of the martial arts hall, the Thirteenth Master smiled bitterly and shook his head. A strange trend seemed to be spreading in the clan.
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Between the clouds, a crane fluttered its wings, carrying a boy on its back.
"Mr. He, can I open the underground palace with my current cultivation level?"
Starlight bloomed on Wang Teng's body, and he easily withstood the roaring wind. After he unified his seven methods to achieve the Purple Heavenly Art, his body and soul were transformed.
He gave birth to the Essence of Star Dou and the Soul of Ziwei, which brought his combat prowess to a higher level again.
"You are still a little behind now. Don't be impatient. Follow me to practice for a year before opening the inheritance underground palace. After that, you still need to walk to the Ancient Emperor Mountain. The emperor left some things there, which are real treasures.
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Xianhe said calmly that he had his own arrangements for Wang Teng's cultivation path; there was no shortage of good fortune in the ancient Gobi.
Deep in it, there is a dragon's blood pool, which breeds creation and has great opportunities. According to legend, there is a dragon dormant in it.