Wang Bin only felt that the acupoints and meridians all over his body were opening up. At this moment, a circulatory system was finally completed, allowing his spiritual power to run smoothly and endlessly.
All the spiritual power was slowly gathering towards his Dantian.
In just a moment, a small purple-gold bead appeared, and gradually grew stronger wrapped in spiritual power.
This is a step that a samurai must go through when he becomes a martial artist, which is to plant the seeds of spiritual power.
For Wang Bin, who practices the top skill "Longfei Powu", this is called Naling, which means absorbing the purest and most powerful spiritual power in the world and planting it into the Dantian.
Originally, this process was extremely slow, but at this moment, the thunder spirit power raging in Wang Bin's body has undoubtedly become his most powerful boost.
Soon, a golden spiritual seed with a diameter as thick as a thumb was generated in Wang Bin's Dantian.
Originally, this was the last step, just waiting for time to settle. But Wang Bin's heart moved, and he suddenly put pressure on the purple-gold spiritual power seeds.
Over the past month, he has more or less figured out some common sense about cultivation.
It is good for the spiritual power seeds to be strong, but if they can be properly compressed when planting the spiritual power seeds, it will be of great benefit to the warrior's strength and future cultivation path.
What Wang Bin needs to do now is to compress the spiritual power seeds.
"Shrink down!"
Wang Bin gave a low drink, his charred face turned an exaggerated blood red color, and his facial features were distorted into something unnatural.
Obviously, the difficulty and pain of compressing spiritual power seeds is not something that ordinary people can bear.
But he did not give in. Little by little, he pressed the spiritual power seeds smaller and smaller.
The spiritual power seed, which was originally about the size of a thumb, has been compressed into half the size of a thumb through Wang Bin's efforts.
But Wang Bin is not satisfied yet. He wants to keep improving or do his best. If he doesn't fight to the last step, how can he be willing to do so?
He let out a low roar and continued to compress. Finally, under his efforts to compress, the spiritual power seeds shrank in another circle. When he felt that he could no longer compress, he relaxed.
At this moment, a small purple-gold bead, only the size of a broad bean, floated quietly in Wang Bin's Dantian. What was different from others was:
There are traces of jumping arcs on the surface of the small bead, like a small thunder source, or like a bottomless deep black hole...
If people knew this, they would probably think that Wang Bin was a monster. He actually had such weird and strange spiritual power seeds. Is he still a human being?
"Bang!"
Wang Bin punched out, feeling the power now, his face suddenly blossomed.
"It's so cool. It seems like it's a bit dangerous here, but there are so many opportunities!"
Wang Bin thought about the ghost electricity just now. Since three appeared at the same time, he would not be surprised if more appeared in the future.
Although these ghost electricity are powerful, it doesn't seem to be stressful when he encounters a thunder dragon entering his body.
"This is my paradise!"
Wang Bin was in a very relaxed mood. At this moment, he no longer wanted to be a prey. He wanted to turn around and become a hunter, killing all the ghosts and electricity here.
If you don't absorb the thunder, I really feel sorry for myself who is so blessed.
He chose a direction and started his journey. However, he did not notice that a golden light was hiding not far away and secretly observing him.
"Well, is it really the prophesied Taixu Thunder Dragon Soul? Why do I feel familiar with it?"
The light emits a crisp female voice, like a melodious oriole's cry, which makes people feel comfortable. It's a pity that Wang Bin didn't hear it, otherwise he would have thought it was a delicate woman.
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Wang Bin went all the way west, and more than ten days passed without him noticing.
"I wonder if the girls will miss me?"
Wang Bin thought of the girls he had a relationship with. Alas, they can never be forgotten. For this reason, he could only try his best to find a way to leave this land.
Helpless, he couldn't get out of the way after more than ten days. This place was really too empty, so empty that there seemed to be no human beings living there...
"Hey, is the delicious prey here again?"
Wang Bin's mouth curved, and a golden flash of light emitted from his hand, and he grabbed the ghost electricity that was about to attack him.
"Ouch...let...me..."
In just an instant, there was no trace of the ghost electricity, and he could not even speak a complete sentence.
Wang Bin sniffed, "There's only one, and it's getting less and less. If it's like this, it won't be able to satisfy my appetite at all!"
In fact, Wang Bin has absorbed a lot of ghost electricity in these days. It may be an exaggeration to say hundreds, but dozens of them are indispensable.
Although most of the spiritual power was absorbed by the thunder dragon, only a tiny part was fed back to Wang Bin, but it still gave Wang Bin enough sweetness.
Now, he has reached a higher level and has become a second-level martial artist. The spiritual power that he was unable to use proficiently a few days ago has now been mastered by him with great proficiency.
"Thunder Dragon and "Longfei Powu" are indeed good things. They not only give me strength, but also help me temper my body. The strength of the second-level martial artist now is much stronger than when the warrior was at his peak."
His heart moved, and the next moment a thin layer of spiritual energy gauze visible to the naked eye appeared on his body. Then his heart moved, the spiritual energy gauze was put away, and all the spiritual energy gathered on his clenched fist.
"I wonder if, with my current level of cultivation as a second-level martial artist, I can compete with a great martial artist?"
The outward release of spiritual energy to form a gauze garment is what distinguishes a great martial artist from a martial artist. However, Wang Bin can now do this with his martial arts skills, which has broken the common understanding of ordinary people.
It can be seen that if every stage is practiced according to the highest requirements of "Longfei Soul Martial Arts", the gap between Wang Bin and ordinary warriors of the same level will only become wider and wider.
Just when Wang Bin was feeling complacent, a disdainful voice sounded in his ears.
"What a shameless guy. With the help of the Thunder Dragon, he only has so little strength... Why don't you just give the Thunder Dragon to me!"
Wang Bin's expression was stagnant, and he shook his head and looked for the source of the sound. However, the surroundings were empty, not even a ghost...
"Ghosting...are you also a ghost? Are you not afraid of me?"
Wang Bin was a little puzzled. His reputation has been very famous recently. He guessed that there must be rumors of his greatness in the ghost industry. Otherwise, why would some ghosts run away when they see him these days?
However, this ghost is a female ghost. Seeing that he is not afraid and wants his thunder dragon, she is really cowardly.
Wang Bin had to be a little more serious. At least he couldn't find the source of the sound. It seemed that this female ghost was a real "ghost" with high artistic skills and courage!
"Hmph, how can it be so easy to find your aunt and grandma?"
The female ghost seemed to be interested and started teasing Wang Bin. "Call me auntie. Maybe I will give you a few nudges when I feel happy!"