The so-called underworld dream is strange and extraordinary. This is a divine channel method that consumes one's own vitality and the power of the source that can only be generated after reaching the star realm to pull people into dreams!
Although this method can also be used against the enemy, it is more often used by powerful people to teach their direct successors and pass on the practice. After all, the time in dreams is different from the real world and can be changed. At the same time, it is useful in passing on the practice.
, it can also directly imprint the soul and integrate it, so that all bottlenecks in practice will be erased. Although this method cannot directly transfer cultivation and make people become strong instantly, after a practitioner reaches a certain level, what is important is no longer
It’s not just about the depth of cultivation, but more about the understanding of the laws and the source of the Tao.
And this method of dreaming can do this perfectly!
At the same time, this method also has many side effects, such as healing injuries, which can slow down the onset of all serious injuries in dreams, so that to a certain extent, there is enough time to recover.
However... this kind of strange and extraordinary Taoist method consumes too much money on the caster, so it is only used as a last resort. Very few people use it. In the Underworld Sect, it is considered a semi-taboo technique.
After carefully examining the dream method, Wang Baole had a look of thought in his eyes. After a long time, he closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he looked around and remained silent.
After a full stick of incense had passed, Wang Baole took a deep breath, continued to close his eyes in the Wanfa Pavilion, and began to practice the soul-inducing technique.
Although it is difficult to truly practice the soul-inducing technique to perfection before the elixir is formed, but with the advance practice and the blessing of the ghost energy by the soul-inducing technique, the ghost fire in Wang Baole's body has gradually accumulated.
As I practiced, time also passed slowly, and three months passed quickly.
In the past three months, Wang Baole spent almost all his energy on superimposing the Hell Fire, and finally made his Hell Fire reach the seventy-eighth level, which is not far away from the so-called ultimate eighty-oneth level.
At the same time, some bottlenecks that should have existed, but for some reason, have never appeared in Wang Baole, as if his qualifications are extremely suitable for this underworld method.
This also made Wang Baole's eyes show deeper contemplation and hesitation, which made him feel a little confused. After a long while, he pressed it down and was about to continue practicing, but as the jade slips in the storage bag
Shocked, Wang Baole couldn't help but sigh after taking out the jade slip.
There was a hint of complexity, regret and confusion in this sigh.
"Junior brother, I have been out for a while to practice. There are some things that I need to think about carefully. You... take care. I will come back when I think about it!"
From the sound transmission jade slip, only this sentence came out, and the person who said this sentence was none other than his senior brother Chen Qing!
During the three months of seclusion and cultivation, although Wang Baole spent most of his time meditating, he still had some understanding of what happened within the sect, such as... what happened to his senior brother Chen Qing!
What this astonishingly talented senior brother secretly told him that day with pride and longing was that his Taoist companion in the next life would be the daughter of the emperor of the Weiyang clan!
Before the arrival of the emperor of the Weiyang clan, Chen Qing did not know the identity and background of the soul he painted with the corpse's face. He only knew that this soul would be his Taoist companion after reincarnation. This was the way of heaven.
Arrangement, this is the guidance of fate.
So he was very happy, and even secretly painted the woman's soul when he was painting the corpse's face, making it more beautiful and more in line with his own aesthetics, and he was full of expectations in his heart.
It’s just that... the blow of reality came too fast. With the arrival of the emperor of the Weiyang clan, and the start of the shocking battle, when he saw with his own eyes that the soul of his wife in the next life was pulled out and collapsed, he
Everyone was silent.
Although he was destined to the next life of that soul, although there was no actual contact between the two, and everything was over before it started, he was still at a loss. He was not heartbroken for the woman's soul, but for the soul.
I was shaken by my own way.
He didn't know whose fault it was, the emperor of the Weiyang clan or the Ming Sect, but he knew one thing, the fault was definitely not that soul.
But what is wrong is the Ming Sect, but in a sense, the Ming Sect is walking on behalf of the way of heaven, and the way of heaven is the synthesis of laws, and it is the path of the monks of the Ming Sect.
In this confusion and pursuit of answers, he wanted to leave for a while to think carefully and think clearly about this problem, so he became silent and withdrawn and chose to leave.
Regarding this matter, Wang Baole also had complex feelings, but he was unable to explain it. He even thought about what would happen if this happened to him.
Putting this question in his heart, Wang Baole thought silently and continued his practice until another month passed, and the hell fire in his body overlapped to eighty-one lines!!
At the moment when the Hell Fire reached eighty-one lines, Wang Baole's body suddenly shook. He felt that the Hell Fire, which had overlapped into eighty-one lines, was extremely strong in his body at this moment. Under the vigorous explosion, it actually began to compress, as if it was condensing.
Generally, under the continuous compression of each other, they gradually seem to form a pill!
And in the process of formation, waves of aura many times greater than that of Foundation Establishment also erupted from the continuously compressed Hell Fire Pill, like thousands of rivers, rushing along all the meridians in Wang Baole's body, filling the air in the blink of an eye.
As the large and small meridians in Wang Baole's body circulated throughout his body, the breath passed through his body and suddenly spread out to the outside world.
At the moment of dispersion, Wang Baole, who was sitting cross-legged, seemed to have an invisible whirlpool around him, spinning continuously in all directions. This momentum was not strong for those powerful people. After all, it was just for foundation building, breakthrough, and pill formation.
The process, for Wang Baole, was the first time he had experienced it in his life. In the vibration of his body and in his feelings, his cultivation level was constantly rising at this moment!
When the roaring sound came out of his body, the whirlpool around him turned into a sea of fire. When the bursts of icy flames continued to spread, his momentum seemed to have no end, and continued to rise.
The meridians in his body trembled, his flesh and blood vibrated, his cultivation level circulated, and the underworld fire in his body was compressed more and more intensely, and the pill, under this compression, became increasingly clear, as if it could not be removed
How long will it take for it to take shape?
It was also at this time that in the Wanfa Pavilion where Wang Baole was, directly in front of him, the figure of Ming Kunzi materialized silently. His eyes were soft and he looked at Wang Baole with kindness. After the transformation, his body was not clear.
, but a little blurry, just like what Wang Baole saw on his fingers and palms, now Ming Kunzi's dissipation has spread throughout his body.
But even so, he still raised his hand and pointed towards Wang Baole's eyebrows!
The moment this finger fell, Wang Baole's body shook violently, and there was a thunderous sound. The pill that was about to take shape in his body accelerated at this moment, and in almost the blink of an eye, it completely changed its form and became... a ghost.
Dan!!
At the moment when the Ming Dan was formed, a breath belonging to the Dan Formation realm burst out from Wang Baole's body. As the breath spread, Wang Baole's eyes suddenly opened.
He was breathing rapidly, and his eyes were dazed when he opened them. The memory of the Federation, which he had thought was a dream, resurfaced in his mind at this moment. As it became clearer, he also thought of himself in the Federation dream, with the three aliens.
Under the pursuit of the monks, he entered the Martian artifact, entered the cave of the underground city, and sat on a black boat...
He even remembered that before he fell asleep, an old and familiar voice seemed to be heard in his ears. There were only two words in that voice...
"Mingmeng..."
Wang Baole was silent. After a while, he raised his head and looked at his master Ming Kunzi who appeared in front of him.
"Master...I..." Wang Baole murmured. Before he could finish his words, he noticed that most of Master's body was now blurry and seemed to have disappeared. And as his words came out, the dissipation speed was faster.
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All this made Wang Baole's body tremble. Before, he was just ignorant about this scene, but now...he has faintly realized in his heart that maybe...everything here is also a dream.
This is an indescribable feeling, as if he is sleeping but not sleeping, knowing that he is dreaming, and the method of dreaming also appears in his mind at this moment. After confirming each one, he seems to have the answer.
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But there was still too much confusion and confusion in his heart. After a short moment of silence, Wang Baole stood up, cupped his fists towards Ming Kunzi, and bowed deeply!
"Previously..." Wang Baole paused as soon as he said one word, then fell silent and took a deep breath. When he spoke again, his title had been changed.