Although this kid named Wu has not made a breakthrough in ten years and is a bit of a loser, his cultivation of the seventh level of foundation building is real.
I was stunned by Wang Daoyuan's quick attack and fright before. Now I fell into the mire. I felt the corrosive power in the mire and immediately woke up.
After all, the quagmire spell is only a second-level spell on the street, and Wang Daoyuan's cultivation level is lower than that of the monk named Wu, so naturally he cannot be trapped.
The monk surnamed Wu burst out with spiritual power, directly breaking the quagmire spell.
He looked at the bone-hungry vulture shivering in the distance and roared: "If you don't come here to help, what's the use of you?"
Seeing the owner's anger, the bone-hungry vulture immediately flew over and attacked Wang Daoyuan.
Wang Daoyuan naturally knew that the quagmire technique could not trap the man named Wu. After performing the quagmire technique, he began to accumulate spiritual power and prepared to perform the continuous meteorite falling technique.
He can now fire up to ten fire meteorites in a row, and it only takes about nine breaths to accumulate spiritual power.
By the time the bone-hungry vulture flew over, he had already charged up and hit it with a flaming meteorite.
Although the Bone-Hungry Vulture is not known for its speed, it is a bird after all, and its flexibility is much stronger than that of a human monk. It avoided the first flaming meteorite.
The second and third shots followed, and the Bone-Hungry Vulture just dodged a flaming meteorite.
Before he could adjust his flying posture and had no time to dodge, he was hit by two flaming meteorites.
The monk surnamed Wu was not idle either, firing out several sword rays in succession.
He seems to be practicing swordsmanship, and the power of his sword is indeed quite good.
It just feels like the taste is a bit off. I don’t know if it’s due to incomplete inheritance or a problem of belief.
Compared with Li Qingquan's sword speed, the difference is insignificant.
Wang Daoyuan used Yunyan Escape continuously and avoided all attacks.
His cultivation has improved a lot. In addition, he took Guishui Youlian lotus seeds to restore his soul and his spiritual consciousness has greatly increased. He can cast two brilliant spells at the same time without any pressure.
The Bone-Hungry Vulture ate five flaming meteorites in a row. Even though its body was strong, it could not withstand it.
Many of the sword feathers on its wings were knocked off, and its body was seriously injured. It could no longer fly and lay on the ground whining.
After taking down the Bone-hungry Vulture, there are still four fire meteorites left.
The monk surnamed Wu continued to display his sword light, and Wang Daoyuan stopped dodging, and directly released the flaming meteorite, confronting his sword light head-on.
The power of sword rays is incomparable to that of fire meteorites. One fire meteorite can offset three sword rays.
After the monk surnamed Wu smashed two meteorites in succession, he was hit by the third meteorite and flew more than three feet high.
Before he could land, the fourth meteorite arrived and he flew higher.
After flying more than twenty feet, it landed on the ground.
He rolled on the ground a few times, vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and stood up with a long sword in his hand.
Wang Daoyuan was a little surprised. The ability to withstand attacks at the seventh level of the foundation was so powerful.
After the monk surnamed Wu stood firm, he held the sword in both hands, and violent spiritual power fluctuations appeared on the long sword.
Wang Daoyuan checked with his spiritual consciousness and found that this spiritual power fluctuation was somewhat familiar. It was the spiritual power fluctuation of the Heaven-Destroying Sword.
The inheritance of Guiyuan Sword Sect is really bad.
He also wanted to test the level of his Heaven-Destroying Sword. After performing the Meteor Star Falling Technique, he took out the Golden Edge Sword he had taken from Li Qingquan and also used the Heaven-Destroying Sword.
Ten breaths later, the monk surnamed Wu struck out with his long sword, and a shadow of a twenty-foot-long giant sword struck towards Wang Daoyuan.
Wang Daoyuan swung the Golden Edge Sword, and a shadow of a twenty-five-foot-long giant sword swept towards him.
Two giant sword shadows collided. The monk named Wu's giant sword shadow was cut into two pieces and then disappeared. Wang Daoyuan's giant sword shadow only dimmed a lot and continued to sweep past.
The monk surnamed Wu used the long sword in his hand to block, but was directly cut off by the shadow of the giant sword.
Wang Daoyuan swept the shadow of the giant sword diagonally upward, avoiding his head, and cut off his bun.
The monk surnamed Wu was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. After gasping for a long time, he stood up and said, "If you want to kill or behead me, I'll do whatever you want. Why do you need to insult me like this?"
Wang Daoyuan snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "I wanted to make a special trip to teach you a lesson, but there was something urgent to do at the last moment.
I don't even plan to trouble you anymore, you insist on coming to die.
You are still useful to me alive, so I will let you go."
After that, without looking at him, he moved towards the east direction with his sword.
The monk surnamed Wu picked up the broken sword, put the bone-hungry vulture into his spirit beast bag, and walked towards Xuanyinfang City in despair.
Wang Daoyuan took his sword and headed due east. When he arrived at a distance of 9,000 miles from Guiyanfang City, he turned south and crossed back to Yanshan Mountain.
This is already the remnant of Huiyan Mountain, and there will be no third-level monsters.
As long as they don't attack the ground, the second-level monsters usually don't care about monks flying over at high altitudes.
Returning to Shannan without any danger, he replaced the flying sword at his feet with the Jingfeng Sword.
A few hours later, he returned to Yuquan Peak.
As soon as they arrived at Yuquan Peak, Uncle Twelve and two Supreme Elders came to greet him immediately and pulled Wang Daoyuan to the ancestral temple.
The twelfth uncle Wang Shouye asked: "Daoyuan, what happened to you more than a year ago? The soul lamp left in the family was almost extinguished?"
Wang Daoyuan didn't need to think about it to know that when he collected the Guishui Mingyan, his soul was seriously damaged, causing the soul lamp to be affected.
He replied: "I encountered a strong enemy and was seriously injured. Later I fled to a secret place and recovered from my injuries before returning."
He glanced at the three of them with his spiritual consciousness. The fifth uncle Wang Zhi'an's cultivation level had reached the peak of foundation building, and the Taigong also had the ninth level of foundation building.
As for the twelfth uncle Wang Shouye, he still built the fifth level of cultivation.
Wang Daoyuan smiled and said: "Uncle Twelve, it's inappropriate to hide your cultivation. You built the foundation before me, and now your cultivation is the same as mine. It's not appropriate."
The Grand Duke felt his cultivation level and said with a smile: "Good boy, your cultivation level has improved quickly enough. Now you have reached the fifth level of foundation building."
The twelfth uncle handed a jade slip to Wang Daoyuan and said: "It would be more appropriate for you to build the third floor of the foundation. The Five Spirit Root monks have reached the fifth floor of the foundation so quickly. It is too conspicuous."
Wang Daoyuan's spiritual consciousness penetrated the jade slip and saw that it recorded a relatively advanced spell of concealing aura - "The Art of Hidden Breath and Hidden Spirit".
When you practice this spell to a high level, you can suppress your cultivation to the level of an ordinary person, and you can use it on anything below the golden elixir level.
He wrote down the contents of the jade slip, handed it back to his twelfth uncle, and asked, "Why have I never seen such a brilliant spell?"
Uncle Twelve smiled and said: "How can the magic that hides strength be put on the surface? It has always been collected by the clan leader, and only foundation-building monks are qualified to practice it.
It's just that your previous cultivation was quite normal, so I didn't give it to you.
Your cultivation has improved too quickly this time you went out, so it’s better to cover it up.”
Wang Daoyuan nodded and asked: "Have there been any changes in the Netherworld Sect in the ten years or so since I have been away?
Especially in the past year or so, has the Netherworld Sect made any big moves?"
Uncle Twelve thought for a while and replied: "The Netherworld Sect was relatively stable before, but more than a year ago, the Netherworld Sect's attitude suddenly changed drastically.
Start communicating with Wan Ling Sect and Can Yang Palace to stop the confrontation.
It is said that the remnants of the Zhao family were found recruiting troops in the north of the mountain. If the fight continues, the Zhao royal family will be restored and all three major sects will be destroyed.
You were in Guiyanfang City earlier and found that the Zhao family was recruiting troops.
The Netherworld Sect has been running Shanbei for more than a hundred years. If the Zhao family is so brazen, it is impossible for the Netherworld Sect to not discover it.
I have ignored them for so many years, and now I suddenly want to clean up the Zhao family.
I originally thought that the strength of the Zhao family could threaten the Netherworld Sect, so the Netherworld Sect wanted to unite with the other two sects to deal with the Zhao family.
Why do you think you mean this? Is there any hidden secret in this?"