A layer of pure white light enveloped his whole body.
Taking a deep breath, he spent half a month practicing the top refining techniques before entering the first level.
The possessed body of Zhuang Wuming has very poor foundation, and it is very difficult for him to achieve higher achievements.
But Zhuang Wuming naturally has a solution. In the past half month, he has figured out the era and region he is in.
His Donglin Dynasty, located in Dongkun Continent, is one of the largest dynasties in Dongkun Continent.
Behind it is the Donglin Sword Sect, the largest sect in Dongkun Continent. There are also various small forces below, but there is no medium force.
The time was the 38th year of Hongyue in the Donglin Dynasty, and it was also the third year before the collapse of the Donglin Dynasty.
At this time, a great master appeared in the Donglin Dynasty who would show his prominence in the great tribulation in the future.
However, what Zhuang Wuming paid attention to was not this great master, but a small person under his command.
This man, nicknamed the Beast-Suppressing Fist, practices an ancient technique that can evolve the techniques of all beasts and is extremely powerful.
He is a descendant of the ancient way of suppressing beasts, and he accidentally acquired this lineage.
Zhuang Wuming is not very interested in this kind of orthodoxy. His path is destined to win over hundreds of schools and integrate the supreme way.
What he cared about was that when this person inherited the Taoist tradition, he had taken a Ten Thousand Beasts Divine Pill.
This magical elixir condenses the essence of all beasts and can change the root bones, allowing ordinary people to directly condense the bodies of all beasts.
After obtaining the body of ten thousand beasts, practicing any Taoist method will get twice the result with half the effort, and you will be directly promoted to the rank of genius.
Moreover, Zhuang Wuming has also seen the orthodox position of this beast-suppressing path in records.
It's in Luofeng City, a hundred miles away from this small town.
Moreover, the Beast Suppressing Fist was obtained from a cold pond on the seventh day of July in the 38th year of Hongyue.
At that time, he was still a low-ranking figure in the world and could not get on the stage.
"The seventh day of July is only five days away. It's time to take this opportunity and train into the body of all beasts."
"Although this person has obtained the orthodoxy of the Way of Suppressing Beasts and follows that big shot, the result is very tragic."
"In just a few months, he died in an internal strife and was listed as one of the most tragic geniuses of this era."
"Originally, with his conditions, he was able to achieve immortality, but unfortunately he followed the wrong master and was treated as an outcast."
This is also the reason why this person was recorded, a typical negative teaching material.
"If God destined you to die, why not leave this opportunity to me."
Zhuang Wuming is very cautious in choosing opportunities.
He cannot change history excessively, because once it affects the general trend of history, it may be directly obliterated by time.
Therefore, he can only choose those opportunities that do not affect the main line history of the world to seize them.
After setting a goal, Zhuang Wuming began to take action.
Three days later, outside Luofeng City.
Zhuang Wuming, who was tired of his travels, came here.
Luofeng City is close to Luofeng Mountain, which is covered with maple trees. In autumn, the mountains and fields are covered with red, which is beautiful.
There is a cold pool at the foot of Luofeng Mountain, which is bitingly cold all year round and has clear spring water.
It is a place that tourists from all walks of life will definitely come to.
Zhuang Wuming has been here for two days and has inspected the place all over.
Today is the seventh day of July. In the evening, he came to the cold pool early.
Surrounded by rugged rocks, lush vegetation, and beautiful scenery.
He glanced around and saw a pavilion, which was obviously built for people to enjoy the beautiful scenery.
This pavilion is on a huge rock platform next to the cold pool, and you can see the cold pool from above.
Hantan is hundreds of square meters in size, and the water is deep and dark. The further you look down, the deeper and darker it becomes.
He was now sitting close to the shadow of the pavilion, his body almost invisible.
It was late at night in a blink of an eye, and there was peace in Luofeng City.
Two figures came to the edge of the cold pool. They were running and fighting.
One person holds a sword, and the other person holds a steel knife.
The light of swords and swords collided, sparks burst out, and looking at their hands, they were all masters in the world, with surging energy and blood.
I saw that the sword master's sword skills were extremely fast, pointing directly at the various acupoints of the sword master.
The knife master had great difficulty in parrying, dodging left and right, and saw that he could no longer hold on.
At this time, the swordsman, who was a master of swordsmanship, was stabbed in the shoulder by the sword.
Poof
There was a muffled sound, and the sword master kicked his chest, and he fell into the cold pool.
Wow!
The master swordsman knocked the opponent into the cold pool with a single blow, his expression showing indifference.
However, he did not jump down. Instead, he stood on top of the cold pool and looked at the knife master who fell into the depths of the cold pool.
"Hmph, it seems you are going to be a drowned ghost. From now on, there will be no Shura Sword in the world."
With a sneer, the sword master turned and left.
He didn't notice that Zhuang Wuming had been watching the fight between the two of them from the shadows.
At this time, he was already sure that the Shura Sword that fell into the cold pool was the future Beast Suppressing Fist.
He jumped out of the pavilion and plunged into the depths of the cold pool.
The water in the pool was freezing cold, and a trace of pure white Yang energy emerged from the whole body to resist the cold air.
He quickly caught up with the sinking Shura Sword, and at this time, the opponent's whole body was filled with a low aura.
His vital signs were low and he looked like he was about to die.
But Zhuang Wuming immediately noticed something was wrong. The other party seemed to be trapped in some kind of Turtle Breathing Technique.
Zhuang Wuming understood clearly, and his heart suddenly moved, "Yes, this person knows that he will not escape."
"So I used this Turtle Breath Technique the moment I fell into the cold pool."
"As long as the people on the shore don't check for a while and don't catch up, when the time comes and the Turtle Breathing Skill is released, this person will still have a chance to escape."
"This level of scheming and calculation is not low."
"But this person missed one point. The deeper the cold pool goes, the colder it becomes. With his Turtle Breathing Skill, he will never be able to wake up."
This would be the case under normal circumstances, but it is not normal here.
In the deepest part of the cold pool, when the Shura knife reached the bottom of the pool, the body lay quietly there.
As time passed by, Zhuang Wuming was relying on his vitality to maintain his life.
His cultivation is enough to last for another hour. After all, he is a monk, not a warrior.
Time passed by minute by minute, and it was midnight in the blink of an eye.
The moon in the sky is big and round, and the moon rises to the highest level in the cold pool.
A bright moonlight went straight into the bottom of the pool and illuminated the position of the Shura Sword.
A faint fluctuation of vitality appeared at the bottom of the pool.
The place at the bottom of the pond where the moonlight shines suddenly becomes illusory and transparent.
The Shura Sword's body seemed to be stuck in a swamp, sinking deeper from the bottom of the illusory pool.
When Zhuang Wuming saw it, he immediately knew what was going on, and he quickly swam towards it.
He grabbed the Shura Sword and sank with him to the bottom of the illusory pool below.