As the blood came out, Wang Xuan's two eyes slowly appeared.
In his feeling, the eyes seemed to come from the darkness and slowly set in the sockets.
Originally, the eye-catching demon-patterned tiger, who was enjoying a very comfortable soak in the spiritual spring, suddenly felt something was wrong.
Turning to look at Wang Xuan, he naturally saw the whole process of the eyeballs appearing.
After the eyeball reappeared, when he saw Wang Xuan blinking at it, his body couldn't help but shudder.
If you look into its eyes, you will see a flash of fear.
After so many years, I have never seen Wang Xuan in this kind of situation.
Wang Xuan laughed silently and did not provoke the tiger.
After all, he is very strong. If he really makes him unhappy and slaps him, he will be seriously injured.
Maybe it was due to soaking in the spiritual spring, or maybe it was due to the reappearance of the eyes, but the arrogant collision force in the body did not appear again. I have to say that this is good news.
The extreme training in the gravity chamber before had a certain amount of damage to the physical body, and there were some hidden injuries in places that he couldn't sense.
Soaking in the spiritual spring made all the hidden wounds go away, and I felt better than ever.
Now he is at the seventh level of the Spirit Gathering Realm and has reached the requirements for the later stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm.
The trip to Lingquan City has come to an end, and he is not far from Wanjian Sect. After climbing a few mountains, he is almost there.
For Wang Xuan, there are many things that cannot be explained. Perhaps one day, the truth will appear automatically.
The square was still in a mess. Although there were no bodies, the dark red marks, tattered floors, etc. had not been cleaned up.
"Do you want to come with me? The Void Spirit Gate no longer exists."
The eye-catching demon-patterned tiger shook his head, seemingly unwilling.
"There are no people here anymore. This mountain will soon be occupied by people. If you want to live here, you will not be peaceful. Humans will definitely find a way to kill you."
Speaking of killing, the eyes of the dazzling magic-patterned tiger flash with ferocious light.
After a while, Wang Xuan came down the mountain.
This time, he has a companion by his side.
A black-colored kitten squatted on the shoulder, its tail wrapped around its neck, and it seemed to be taking a nap.
This kitten is the tiger with the eye-catching magic pattern. Even after Wang Xuan tried hard to persuade him, he still refused to agree.
Finally, after much thought, he said one sentence. It was this sentence that made the Diao-Eyed Demonic Tiger follow him obediently.
"Follow me from now on, the spirit stones will take care of you."
It turned out that when he was being healed before, this guy had very good teeth, and the extremely hard spirit stone was bitten hard by it a few times, and then swallowed directly into his stomach.
In order to make it easier to call it, Wang Xuan gave it a name, Xiaohu.
If you have breasts, you are a mother. This is what Wang Xuan realized the most after Xiaohu followed him.
The tiger with eye-catching magic patterns in the early stage of the third level was willing to turn into a kitten for the sake of convenience, and he was not opposed to the name Xiaohu.
Fortunately, he gained a lot from his trip to the Void Spirit Sect. He flipped through the storage bag at random and found that there were quite a few spirit stones in it. Otherwise, he might not be able to raise it.
All the way forward, walking slowly.
The reason why this happened was because when he was sorting out his storage bag, he discovered a sword technique called sword drawing.
In terms of quality, this sword-drawing technique is comparable to Gu Yue's sword technique, and both can be considered as low-grade Xuan-level swordsmanship.
But at the very beginning, he noted a sentence that got him thinking.
In the art of drawing a sword, the sword is shocking, and the force is overwhelming. Once you practice it, you can understand the force of the sword perfectly.
In other words, as long as he cultivates this sword technique to perfection, it can help him realize the power of the sword.
I have been trying to figure out the swordsmanship for a long time. I stopped and walked along the way, trying to figure out a thing or two first.
The little tiger couldn't bear to be disturbed, so he ran directly into his backpack and fell asleep.
What Wang Xuan didn't know was that when he left from the Void Spirit Gate, something big happened in the Meteor City that he had visited.
The entire city has become a dead city, and even the city lord Zhao Qingtian has turned into a white skeleton.
And there was only one person who came out of the Falling Star City, a blood-red figure wearing a fiery red mask.
If Wang Xuan were here, he would definitely recognize that this person was none other than Zhao Qixing.
He was filled with evil energy all over his body. Walking in the wilderness, even some weaker spiritual beasts were frightened. They kicked off their legs and were frightened to death.
If we judge based solely on his aura, Zhao Qixing is undoubtedly a strong person in the spiritual transformation realm.
Condensing Qi, gathering spirit, condensing and concentrating spiritual energy, and causing qualitative changes through quantitative changes, is called spiritual change.
Not long after he left, the corners of his mouth turned up and he smiled evilly.
His aura dropped suddenly, and he soon became a master at the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.
If it is not a self-destruction realm, then it is sealing one's own strength.
"Haha, little Wang Xuan, you must have arrived at Wanjian Sect. Don't worry, I will come to find you. I hope you don't die early."
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After his eyes recovered, Wang Xuan no longer chose to wear a hat, changed his clothes, and walked towards the mountain ahead.
Yunluoshan, this is the name of the mountain in front of him.
It is said that at that time, there was a peerless powerful man who lowered his clouds while flying through the sky and rested for a while on the top of the mountain. Hence the name of this mountain: Yunluo Mountain.
The legend is no longer known, but many people still come to Yunluo Mountain every year to hunt for treasures.
You do it knowing that you can't do it, with the hope of impossible luck in your heart, thinking that you are the lucky one.
If you find a few words or a half-move left by the great power, it will be of infinite use.
Purely out of curiosity, Wang Xuan decided to go up the mountain to have a look.
From a distance, the mountain seems to have pierced the sky, and the top of the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist. Perhaps this is the origin of Yunluo Mountain.
Slowly going up the mountain, drawing the sword, swinging the sword, sheathing it, and so on, until he reached the mountainside, there was still not much progress.
It had been so long since he had even mastered the art of sword-drawing, which made him wonder if he was dull in talent.
I have become very proficient in the movements, almost following the instructions in the cheat book, and they can be considered exactly the same.
At the mountainside, he stopped because in front of him, there were four men in Tsing Yi guarding him.
"Stop, this road is blocked, go back the way you came."
"Huh? Who are you? Why are you blocking the way up the mountain?"
"Stop talking nonsense, our young master is going to enjoy the moon at the top of the mountain tonight. No one is allowed to disturb you."
The attitude and strength of the four people show that they have a lot of background at first glance.
The young master they call must be at the third or fourth level of the Soul Gathering Realm, or even higher.
"I've come all the way here, and you want me to go back? Isn't this wasting my time? Get out of the way, or I won't be polite."
"Hey, are you still polite? Do you want to leave? If you don't leave, just stay here."