Back at the hotel, Dongfang Tianzheng took out a ring and said, "Qian Ling, try to wrap it with the power you gained through cultivation."
Mu Qianling took the ring and did as he was told. Dongfang Tianzheng used his Yuan consciousness to sense that this kind of power was different from Yuanli, but it was somewhat similar.
Dongfang Tianzheng said again: "You use your spirit to sense it and try to imprint your spiritual power into it."
Regarding Mu Qianling's spiritual power, Dongfang Tianzheng didn't know how to describe it, so he just used the simplest "mental power".
As Mu Qianling's consciousness activated, Dongfang Tianzheng's consciousness felt that there was a very weak spiritual energy emitting from Mu Qianling, leaving the body, entering the air, wrapping Najie, and trying to enter it.
However, not everything went smoothly. Mu Qianling's spiritual power wanted to be imprinted into the Najie, but he encountered a resistance. That was the resistance from the Najie itself. Although the resistance was not great, because Mu Qianling had no experience,
Unable to break through it.
Before he could get frustrated, Mu Qianling heard Dongfang Tianzheng's voice in his ears: "Stupid! Where is your energy? Use your energy to help your mental strength. What do you need energy for?"
After hearing this, Mu Qianling remembered that he had indeed cultivated a special power, and Dongfang Tianzheng had previously let his energy wrap the Najie in advance to assist in the refining.
Soon, with Dongfang Tianzheng's guidance and his own powerful talent, Mu Qianling successfully refined a Na Ring.
This kind of Najie is not cheap. Like the ones Dongfang Tian is searching for in Qingling Mountain, it can be refined with Yuan Power alone. This kind also requires the use of mental power and the setting of a spiritual mark.
"Master!" Mu Qianling was very happy and called out sweetly, then she kissed Dongfang Tianzheng on the face. The latter did not refuse and he was too lazy to move.
Seeing Mu Qianling collecting and releasing things in the room, having fun, Dongfang Tianzheng smiled softly, this is the so-called fairy dream in the minds of ordinary people.
"Qian Ling, hit me."
After Mu Qianling's interest subsided, Dongfang Tianzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly said this.
"Huh?" Mu Qianling thought she heard wrongly and wondered.
Dongfang Tianzheng said again: "Use the power you gained to attack me."
Mu Qianling didn't act coy, she raised her hand and gave it a palm!
She even used Yuan Technique in this palm, one of the Yuan Techniques taught to her by Dongfang Tianzheng.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and both of them were startled. Dongfang Tianzheng stretched his Tai Chi skills and left the collapsed bed. He looked at Mu Qianling in a daze and chuckled: "Qian Ling, I didn't expect that your strength is no less than that of others."
Xiaohong has reached the level."
Mu Qianling's face turned red and she was a little embarrassed. She had not expected that she had such strong power that even Dongfang Tianzheng was not able to block it. She could not completely block it. The bed collapsed under her was the best proof.
"Sir, do you think my strength has reached Xiaohong's level?" Mu Qianling said excitedly.
Dongfang Tianzheng shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just strength. You lack actual combat experience. Compared with the real Xiaohong, you are still inferior."
Although Dongfang Tianzheng said so, it was enough to make Mu Qianling excited. That was Xiaohong. Without the blood fruit of the black and red lord, he could only evolve into an ordinary red-skinned blood warrior.
It takes years to evolve to Xiaohong.
Mu Qianling has only been practicing for a few days, but she is already as strong as Xiao Hong. How can this not make her excited?
"Practice hard." Dongfang Tianzheng interrupted Mu Qianling's self-pleasure and said, "You are still very early."
Mu Qianling went to practice obediently, and Dongfang Tianzheng continued to deduce his own method.
A pyramid must be high and good, and laying a solid foundation is the key. Dongfang Tianzheng wants to create a method that transcends the sun and the lunar, so it is necessary to lay a solid foundation.
Dongfang Tianzheng decided to use the ten training realms mainly to create spells and sharpen his mental state, and perhaps also practice combat skills.
The two major techniques of "Sun" and "Taiyin" are extensive and profound, and each can be called a perfect pyramid. What Dongfang Tianzheng has to do is to analyze and master the cornerstones that make up them piece by piece, and then inlay them on his own pyramid.
Without corresponding exercises, monks cannot continue to practice. The breathing method modified by Dongfang Tianzheng based on the two major exercises as a template has only been deduced to the level of Yuanzong, and it is not yet complete.
In other words, if Dongfang Tianzheng does not continue to deduce, he will not be able to break through to the perfect level of the Yuanzong realm.
Therefore, whether it is for the creation of new methods or for the current stage of cultivation, Dongfang Tianzheng must continue to deduce.
"We have to find a good seedling first and lay a stronger foundation, otherwise we won't be able to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth..."
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The second day.
Mu Qianling was still very excited and active, dragging Dongfang around the city. Dongfang Tianzheng was also happy to do so. If he wanted to lay out a killing array with enough power, he would have to find enough earth veins to use the "magnetic energy" contained in them.
"Domain" power against the enemy.
The middle-aged fat director did not come. Dongfang Tianzheng said three to five days. To be on the safe side, the director decided to come back on the fifth day to give Dongfang Tianzheng more time to think. This matter cannot be taken carelessly.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the brightness of the fluorescent stone above the underground city was almost the strongest, and the temperature was also the highest. Dongfang Tianzheng and his wife were drinking cold drinks in a beverage shop.
Dongfang Tianzheng felt something in his heart and looked out the window. Not far away, there was a little boy, a little dirty, looking at the cold drink in Dongfang Tianzheng's hand with longing in his eyes.
The outside environment was not good, but the little boy was exposed to the light. The almost white light showed that the temperature was very high, but he had no intention of entering the drink shop to cool down. It was not that he had no intention at all, but that he did not dare.
The brainwashing technique of the Mysterious Dungeon has almost controlled the minds of humans here, making them regularize and recognize the gap between high-level people and low-level people.
Like a dirty little boy, he is a standard low-class person and is not worthy of entering a high-level place. This concept has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the humans in the Lost City dare not go beyond it.
Dongfang Tianzheng watched quietly. He didn't move at all, observing the dirty little boy.
This situation no longer exists in other dungeons. At what point has mankind reached? In this kind of crisis, if we don't unite and have friendship, it will really be over.
Even if they are like the Eight Kings, their arrogance is only relative, and in some dungeons, the Eight Kings' majesty is very high.
The so-called beggars and vagrants do not exist in major underground cities at all. Even if they do exist, the major chaebol groups will let them live a normal life in order to express themselves.
But in the confusing dungeon, this situation is too normal, and no one provides assistance, because in the concepts they have received for more than 20 years, there is no such thing as giving, charity, etc. There are obvious levels among various groups.
Very regular.
The dirty little boy has longing in his eyes, but he is also scrupulous. Due to his deep-rooted thoughts, he believes that he is not worthy and others will not agree.