The moonlight was hazy, and this genius training camp, located deep in the mountains and surrounded by countless trees, was like a military fortress and was very quiet in the middle of the night.
In the spacious room, Wang Jin sat cross-legged, facing the bright moonlight that poured into the room from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. He breathed at a strange frequency, and streams of air shot out from his chest like arrows.
Go out and move back and forth in the room.
Under the gauze-like moonlight, there seemed to be silver-white fluorescence emerging on his body surface. The light was like the moonlight shining on him from the outside world, and it was also like the light diffusing from his body. As he moved,
Breathing, one light and one dark, very strange.
During the whole process, Wang Jin's originally empty temperament became more and more dusty, like a piece of crystal clear glass, spotless, as if he wanted to be in harmony with the heaven and earth, with a mysterious and mysterious flavor.
After a long time, Wang Jin slowly opened his eyes. The zhenqi flying in his body slowly calmed down, the fluorescence gradually faded, and the whole person returned to normal.
"This art of asking the mind with clear light is, in all likelihood, not a method of practice at all."
Wang Jin frowned. He had been practicing the Bright Light Questioning Mind Technique for more than half a month, and there was no change in the sense of energy in his body. Wang Jin even thought for a time that he did not have the so-called "immortal root".
However, if we want to say that Wang Jin does not have the so-called "immortal root", the temperament of Wang Jin has changed so much during this period of time, which shows that Wang Jin's practice of the Bright Light Questioning Mind Technique is still very effective, and it is not without any results.
Various signs forced Wang Jin to confirm that the Bright Light Questioning Mind Technique was not a method of cultivation at all, at least it could not strengthen his true energy and allow him to break through the realm.
"The current level of Qi in my body, according to the classification standards in the dream world, should have reached the middle stage of foundation building..."
Although he did not have an accurate understanding of the true energy in his body, Wang Jin could roughly deduce from the information gathered from the large number of memory fragments he had obtained that the true energy in his body should be in the middle stage of foundation building.
the point.
This is the result of the countless zombies he has absorbed over the past few days.
"It's still a little slow. If there is a suitable practice method, maybe my true energy can grow faster."
Since this period of time, Wang Jin has been able to feel the power of true energy, a power that does not exist in the real world.
Being able to produce a combat power value of 1233 with a health value of 9.0 is all due to the powerful increase in true energy.
Moreover, in the memory Wang Jin obtained, Wang Jin was full of expectations for the world-destroying power of moving mountains and filling seas, landslides and tsunamis with the wave of his hand when he had reached the advanced stage of Qi cultivation.
After tidying up a little, Wang Jin lay down on the soft big bed.
As one of the few students with perfect evaluations, Wang Jin enjoys the highest treatment in the training camp. When the accommodation is allocated tonight, Wang Jin has the privilege of choosing the room first.
It was a bastard not to take advantage of it, so Wang Jin naturally chose the best room.
The location is excellent, and through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, you can have an unobstructed view of the entire camp.
The facilities in the house are also very complete, including a refrigerator, a separate bathroom... There is even a special training room in the room, which contains various training equipment.
All I can say is that the arrangements for the training camp are really thoughtful.
The bed was also extremely soft, and the quilt was made of an unknown material. Lying on it, it felt as comfortable as lying on a cloud, and Wang Jin felt sleepy instantly.
"Tonight, it's time to explore Thousand Suns Sect..."
Wang Jin slowly closed his eyes. The zombie in the middle stage of foundation establishment that he killed last time acquired the memory of the other party. The last piece of the puzzle leading to Qianyang Sect in Wang Jin's mind was finally put together.
Entering the dream world this time, he can go straight to Qian Yang Sect and explore what's going on.
"It would be great if I could get a suitable cultivation method... I hope that exploring Qianyang Sect tonight will not disappoint me..."
Drowsiness rushed over him, and Wang Jin quickly fell into sleep.
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In the dream world.
Wang Jin was walking in the gray mist, and countless gray mist spread out from both sides of his body like water.
He was like a strong fish, moving slowly but firmly in a certain direction in this gray ocean.
The fog was thick, and from time to time, one or two scattered zombies would emerge from the fog. They would be attracted by the movement of Wang Jin's walking, dragging their staggering steps and take the initiative to come to the door to die.
Wang Jin's main goal tonight was not to hunt zombies, but to enter Qianyang Sect as soon as possible, so he did not take the initiative to search for these wandering zombies in the gray fog as usual.
But since these zombies took the initiative to deliver food to his door, he didn't mind taking them all. Anyway, these zombies were not very strong. Most of them didn't even feel angry. They could just be dealt with easily in front of Wang Jin.
goods.
After killing more than a dozen zombies along the way, the almost unchanged gray mist in front of Wang Jin's eyes suddenly became thinner.
Such a change made Wang Jin subconsciously increase his vigilance, pay close attention to the front, and deliberately slow down his steps, always paying attention to possible dangers around him.
After walking forward for more than ten minutes, the gray mist suddenly seemed to be waved away by an invisible hand. It became extremely thin. Immediately, a huge silhouette suddenly appeared in Wang Jin's sight.
It was a continuous mountain group, and each peak was extremely huge, as if it were an ancient behemoth lying head-to-head in the gray mist, dormant silently, with an extremely heavy sense of oppression.
A large number of dilapidated buildings spread along the mountain, reaching the top of the mountain. The dilapidated buildings, which also show a lifeless gray color, are like parasites, clinging to the mountain. Looking from a distance, they don’t know why.
, actually gave Wang Jin an inexplicable sense of horror.
Wang Jin stopped, and the endless and huge outline in front of him slowly overlapped with the scenes in the countless memory fragments in his mind.
"This...is Qianyang Sect!"
Wang Jin had a complicated look on his face, looking at the majestic mountains that had been silent in the gray mist for an unknown amount of time.
He had seen in his memory the prosperity of the Thousand Suns Sect before the gray fog came.
Towering and majestic, there are immortal pavilions, shrouded in clouds and mist, and the mountains are covered with spiritual plants. Immortal birds and beasts are playing among them. There are disciples flying with swords, and there are great monks breathing clouds of clouds.
But now, the Qianyang Sect shrouded in gray mist is dilapidated, gray, and without any vitality. The originally majestic and majestic outline now looks gloomy and terrifying, as if there are ghosts in the forest, and there is some great horror hidden in the darkness.
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Destroyed and depressed, this was the most intuitive feeling Wang Jin had about the Qianyang Sect today.
"What exactly happened inside Qianyang Sect back then?"
The doubts in his heart became stronger and stronger, and Wang Jin wanted to know more and more what happened back then to turn the once prosperous Xianjia Dojo into the dead zone it is now.