Chu Tian sat cross-legged and stared carefully at the holy monument without any trace.
After a few dozen breaths, Chu Tian shook his head, retracted his eyes, took a short rest, snorted coldly, instantly released his spiritual thoughts, and began to explore the traceless monument.
Completely different from the previous holy monuments, after his spiritual thoughts touched the Traceless Monument, they were not bounced away. Instead, they easily entered the monument.
"Nothing?"
The moment his spiritual thoughts entered the monument, Chu Tian frowned.
The interior of the Traceless Monument, just like the surface, is completely empty and empty.
At this time, Chu Tian was completely confused.
He really couldn't figure out why the Iron-Blooded Dragon Church placed such a sacred monument without any traces here for the disciples of the sect to contemplate and understand. Could it be to create some kind of confusion?
In an instant, Chu Tian withdrew his spiritual thoughts, and a look of contemplation appeared on his face.
As the largest force in the Panlong Empire, the Iron-Blooded Dragon Cult cannot possibly have nothing to do when they are full, so they would place such a completely useless stone monument here for people to understand!
In other words, the reason why Chu Tian did not discover the mystery in the stone tablet was probably because he had not yet found a suitable method or method!
"What methods can be used to decipher the mystery within the stone tablet?"
Chu Tian frowned, and various thoughts flashed through his mind.
He has already tried the method of spiritual thought, but it is basically useless. Just observing it with the naked eye is also useless.
As for taking action decisively and splitting the traceless stone tablet on the opposite side with one knife, Chu Tian only dared to think about this idea after careful study.
A quarter of an hour later, Chu Tian tried almost every method he could think of, but unfortunately none of them had any obvious use, and there was still no change in the traceless holy monument.
"Right!"
Just when Chu Tian was about to give up decisively and get up to comprehend the fire-attribute martial arts energy on the seventh holy monument, suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.
Whoosh!
Chu Tian, who had just stood up, quickly sat down again.
However, he did not look at the Wuhen Holy Monument opposite. Instead, he closed his eyes tightly, made continuous seals with his hands, ran the "Mysterious Scripture of Heavenly Yun", and began to contact his other clone.
At the same time, in a mountain forest hundreds of thousands of miles away.
Chu Tian, who was dressed in black robe, was sitting cross-legged under a towering ancient tree, with his eyes closed, adjusting his breath and meditating. Suddenly, his body's breath fluctuated, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
"Well...I am trying to contact me!"
After the black-robed Chutian opened his eyes, a bright light immediately flashed in his eyes and he opened his mouth to whisper.
After such a long period of time and continuous hard work, the black-robed Chutian's cultivation level has been elevated to the level of the initial stage of the Spiritual Whirlpool Realm.
A few feet away, the black and white guest who was also sitting cross-legged heard the low voice of the black-robed Chu Tian and immediately turned his head to look over.
During these days following the black-robed Chutian, although it was definitely not as good as entering the Iron-Blooded Dragon Sect to practice, but by practicing everywhere and collecting luck, his cultivation level had successfully broken through to the peak of the Spiritual Whirlpool Realm!
The black-robed Chutian and the real Chutian had the same mind. Almost instantly, the black-robed Chutian understood the true thoughts of the real Chutian.
"Black and white guest, protect me!"
Suddenly, the black-robed Chutian shouted lowly, and at the same time, he made a fist with both hands!
After hearing the instruction, Black and White Guest immediately nodded, stood up in a flash, holding a spear in his hand, and stood near the black-robed Chu Tian, looking around cautiously.
"The Mysterious Scripture of Heaven's Fortune, teleportation through the air...go!"
After the black-robed Chutian made continuous seals with his hands, the aura on his body immediately began to boil, spiraling upward continuously. When it reached a peak, a cold drink suddenly came from his mouth!
Wow!
Immediately, a stream of invisible force of destiny soared into the sky from the black-robed Chutian, suddenly breaking through the void and rushing toward the true self, Chutian, who was hundreds of thousands of miles away!
Normally, across such a long distance, it is impossible to transfer luck through the air, but after all, Chutian's true form and clone were originally one body.
The distance between the two is very far in space, but the connection in soul and cause and effect is extremely close, which creates favorable conditions for the transmission of luck!
In the Yuanshi Palace.
Chu Tian continued to make seals with his hands, countless sweat rolled down his face, and the spiritual energy in his body was consumed at an accelerated rate, patiently waiting for luck to arrive from across the sky!
In a room deep in the hall.
Fatty Huo and Mr. Jiu were both leaning against their chairs at the moment, falling into a state of meditation with their eyes closed. The difference was that one was smiling and the other was looking sad.
Neither of them had the slightest interest in paying attention to what Chu Tian was doing now!
boom!
Suddenly, the void above Chu Tian's head trembled slightly, and then an invisible force of strong luck fell from the sky and entered Chu Tian's body.
"go!"
As soon as the power of luck entered his body, Chu Tian snorted coldly and immediately started running the Heavenly Luck Mysterious Sutra. At the same time, he raised his palm and waved it violently!
Wow!
Immediately, streaks of luck flew out at extremely high speeds and penetrated into the traceless holy monument.
The traceless holy monument, which originally had no trace or any movement, actually shook very slightly.
"There's a show!"
Feeling the slight shaking of the Wuhen Holy Monument, Chu Tian's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly increased the infusion of the power of luck.
Since the power of luck exerted by Chu Tian had no shape at all and could not be seen by the naked eye, and the other three people were all concentrating on meditating, so no one noticed what Chu Tian was doing.
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"Not enough, not enough, not enough!"
With the continuous pouring of the power of luck, Chu Tian obviously noticed that the Wuhen Holy Monument, which had been dormant for countless years, was slowly reviving. He hurriedly extracted more power of luck from the air and penetrated it into the holy monument.
Among the monuments.
Hundreds of thousands of miles away.
As the power of luck continues to be transported away through the air, Chutian's cultivation level in black robe is slowly declining.
The Spiritual Whirlpool Realm is first formed!
The pinnacle of the spiritual realm!
Great achievement in spiritual realm!
…
In just a quarter of an hour, the black-robed Chu Tian's cultivation level dropped to the level of the first level of the Spiritual Yun Realm.
The black and white guests who were guarding the nearby area turned around and saw this scene, and couldn't help but show a hint of shock.
In all his life, he has never heard of anyone whose cultivation level could drop so much in such a short period of time!
Immediately, the black and white guest gave another helpless smile.
After so much effort, the black-robed Chutian's cultivation level was finally raised to the level of the Spiritual Whirlpool Realm, only to suddenly return to his original state!
In Yuanshi Palace.
Whoosh!
Chu Tian raised his hand and injected a large force of luck into the Markless Holy Monument. Immediately, the entire Markless Holy Monument trembled slightly, and a gray vortex actually appeared on the surface.
When Chu Tian saw the gray vortex, he immediately felt happy and immediately stopped extracting his luck. At the same time, he stared at the gray vortex carefully, trying to figure out what was going on.
Unfortunately, even after staring at it for several breaths, he still couldn't see any obvious mystery. The gray vortex was slowly disappearing, and it looked like it would disappear soon.
Chu Tian felt anxious and hurriedly released his spiritual thoughts, rushing towards the gray vortex on the Wuhen Holy Monument that was about to disappear.
Whoosh!
After a breath, Chutian's spiritual thoughts just touched the gray vortex, and his entire consciousness was immediately drawn into it.
As for the outside world, Chu Tian's true self is still sitting cross-legged in front of the Wuhen Holy Monument, motionless, and seems to be studying the Holy Monument seriously.
On the holy monument, the gray vortex completely disappeared and returned to its previous primitive and traceless normal state.
After Chu Tian's entire consciousness was sucked into the gray vortex, he immediately felt the world spinning, as if countless shining lights were flying past his eyes at high speed.
Chu Tian closed his eyes subconsciously.
"Haha, I really didn't expect that after thousands of years, there are still people trying to practice the way of luck, but it's a pity that they are just starting out!"
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly a loud laugh came into Chu Tian’s ears.
"Um?"
Chu Tian frowned and hurriedly opened his eyes. After seeing the scene in front of him, he was suddenly shocked.
At this moment, he was actually sitting cross-legged in front of a chessboard. On the chessboard, there were many black and white stones sparsely placed.
On the other side of the chessboard, there sat an energetic old man in blood-clothed clothes.
The old man had thick hair and a light beard. His eyes were long and narrow, and his eyes were as calm as water. He looked up and down at Chu Tian.
"Disciple Chu Tian, I have met your senior, who are you?"
Chu Tian asked subconsciously.
The old man in blood clothes smiled lightly and said, "You can call me Liexue."
"What, fierce blood!"
After Chu Tian heard this, he was immediately startled and hurriedly knelt down on one knee with a look of respect and enthusiasm on his face.
The name Liexue is really thunderous to a disciple of the Iron Blood Dragon Sect like Chu Tian!
The founder of the Iron-Blooded Dragon Sect was none other than True Blood. He was said to be a powerful saint, but he disappeared later.
"Chu Tian, a peripheral disciple of the Iron-Blooded Dragon Sect, has met Grandmaster Liexue!"
Chu Tian bowed and saluted again.
Facing the legendary big man Liexue Zhenren, if Chu Tian was not excited and frightened, that would definitely be a lie!
"Okay, get up. Could it be that the Qi Luck technique you practice is the Heavenly Luck Mysterious Sutra left by the old man Huang Tu?"
Master Liexue smiled softly, raised his right hand, and Chu Tian immediately stood up again automatically.
Chu Tian was secretly shocked and nodded hurriedly: "The founder has really good vision. Yes, the disciple is practicing the Tianyun Xuan Sutra of the old man Huang Tu!"
"Good luck, Old Man Huang Tu's Heavenly Luck Mysterious Sutra is a top-notch Qi Luck flow technique. If you can get this technique, it shows that your Qi luck is also extremely strong!"
Liexue Zhenren said in admiration, and at the same time, his eyes signaled Chu Tian to sit opposite him again.
Chu Tian had no choice but to smile bitterly and could only sit down where he had just been.
"Okay, let's play chess with me now!"
When Master Liexue saw Chu Tian sitting down again, he immediately said with a smile.
"Playing chess?"
When Chu Tian heard this, he suddenly felt a little stupid.
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