Wang Zixuan said indifferently: "Yes, there will always be some leakage of cultivation." ”

Coming to a remote corner of the mining area, Wang Zixuan jumped out of the car and looked at it intently, it should be right here.

He picked up a branch and drew a large circle on the ground, "National teacher, let them dig down according to this circle." ”

Ah Zansong nodded and told Guo Anji that he had a soldier call for nearby villagers to prepare for the excavation.

Today's Hpakant is not a few decades later, relying on machinery, and now mining is full of manpower.

Wang Zixuan looked at it intently, got into the off-road vehicle and guided the direction, and took Guo Angji and the others to the 3,000-ton jade rough stone.

"I'm cultivating here, don't let people disturb me. Wang Zixuan jumped out of the driveway.

Ah Zansong motioned for the task force leader to take someone back with Guo Anji to watch the excavation work, and asked curiously.

"This place, the middle of nowhere, why this place?"

"This is a treasure of feng shui, and there are great benefits to cultivating here. Wang Zixuan smiled slightly.

"Forget that Master Wang is a Feng Shui master. Ah Zansong nodded suddenly, "Then we will protect the Dharma around." ”

He was a little disappreciative in his heart, and Ah Zan Song was still skeptical about the theory of Feng Shui.

Wang Zixuan calculated, and found a stone on the hill to meditate.

The next moment, the spiritual power came majesticly, and the capillary blood holes on Wang Zixuan's body were slightly red.

Cultivating here is like sitting on the Spirit Stone Mountain and cultivating.

Ah Zansong instructed the other Dharma protectors, and he also found a place to meditate, and after a while, Ah Zansong opened his eyes, and he asked the time, and only more than ten minutes had passed.

How could he be so fast? Normally he would have to meditate for at least a whole day!

Ah Zansong commanded: "Quick! You go and inform Guo Anji's task force to come and protect us, and the others will meditate and practice immediately!"

"Cultivator, Elder Song, the air here is polluted, it's better to go to the mountains......" Seeing his companion leaving, a Da Lu Shi wondered.

"This is the treasure land of Feng Shui calculated by Master Wang, and one day of meditation is better than a hundred days!" Ah Zansong is now convinced of Wang Zixuan's Feng Shui master's ability, and it seems that he is going to borrow light again.

What the national teacher Ah Zan Song didn't know was that Wang Zixuan's cultivation speed was a hundred times and a thousand times faster than theirs.

The Great Lushi did not dare to slack off, and sat down in their hearts with suspicion, and after a while, the Great Lushi were shocked, and they all practiced quickly without a praise.

Twenty of the 36 Pamang task forces came and stood guard in the surrounding bushes.

A day passed in a flash, and everyone practiced without sleeping and eating, and the opportunity was rare, and there were not many opportunities to sit on the spiritual stone vein and practice.

In the middle of the next day, Wang Zixuan woke up, and he recovered to the cultivation of the early stage of the Qi Concentration Realm in one fell swoop, and his whole body was full of spiritual power, compressed and pure!

Time flies by when I practice, and seven days pass.

The Pamang task forces, who were munching on compressed biscuits, were amazed that these Darushi had not eaten or drunk for seven days.

Wang Zixuan opened his eyes again, he had compressed the aura for the ninth time, since the aura was sufficient, he took off the bell on his waist, held Tai Chi in both hands, held the Sanqing Emperor Bell, and began to practice.

A large amount of spiritual power was instilled into the Sanqing Emperor Bell through Wang Zixuan, and after the crisp and pleasant jingle bell, both Ah Zansong and Da Lushi and the Pa Mang task forces were in a trance.

With the continuous infusion of spiritual power, the Sanqing Emperor Bell slowly levitated, shaking constantly, and the gilt powder on it scattered with the wind, gradually revealing a turquoise bronze bell, flying to the top of Wang Zixuan's head and slowly spinning.

Wang Zixuan suddenly had an extra volume of "Lingbao Jidu Golden Medal" in his mind, which included many spells such as "Five Directions Guarding the Spirit Mantra", "Three Days and Nine Dynasties Guarding the Spirit Mantra", "One Day and Three Dynasties Wei Ling Mantra", "Five Directions General Mantra", "Five Star Capital Mantra" and many other spells.

After the sacrifice was completed, the Sanqing Emperor Bell flew away by itself and hung on Wang Zixuan's waist, Wang Zixuan turned his head to look, the previous glamorous Sanqing Emperor Bell removed the gilt whitewash, and became mottled with patina, simple and unpretentious.

Wang Zixuan was overjoyed in his heart, the spirit was obscure, and even in the Qi Realm, he couldn't see through the strangeness of the Sanqing Emperor Bell now.

With this spiritual weapon in hand, when he returned to Xiangjiang, he could completely beat those white-bearded children, even if he met the onmyoji who sealed him, he would not be powerless to fight back.

However, the Sanqing Emperor Zhong who restored the spiritual weapon consumed extremely spiritual power, and all his spiritual power was estimated to be only enough to be used once, and it was estimated that only by taking advantage of the qi realm could he exert his full power.

After compressing the spiritual power consumption nine times, Wang Zixuan didn't care, and once again settled down to absorb the spiritual energy.

Ah Zansong suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Wang Zixuan in surprise, he let out a low snort, and the other Da Lushi and Pamang task forces came to their senses.

They wondered for a moment, and then went about their business.

Absorbing it a lot faster again, Wang Zixuan finally filled up his aura again, and he began to set the six qi.

The six qi are in the person, the yin wind and wood are the foot and yin liver meridians, the shaoyin junhuo is the hand and the yin heart meridian, the shaoyang phase fire is the hand shaoyang sanjiao meridian, the taiyin and the wet soil are the foot and the spleen meridian, the yang ming dry gold is the hand yang ming large intestine meridian, and the sun cold water is the foot sun bladder meridian.

As the magic of Wang Zixuan's hands changed, the aura began to emerge from the ground, turning into a faint white mist and merging into Wang Zixuan's body.

Jiquan, Qingling, Shaohai, Lingdao, Tongli, Yinxuan, Shenmen, Shaofu, Shaochong!

Less Yin Jun Fire, Little Finger Less Chong!

Wang Zixuan raised his hand, the little finger of his right hand pointed forward, and an invisible finger qi shot out.

Shaoyang is on fire, and the ring finger is off!

Wang Zixuan raised his ring finger a little, and an invisible finger qi shot out from the end of the ring finger of his right hand.

Yang Ming dry gold, index finger Shang Yang!

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Wang Zixuan's cultivation was forgetful, and in a blink of an eye, three days passed.

They have been here for eleven days, and they have been cultivating here for ten whole days.

Ah Zansong was overjoyed that he had broken through the late stage of the Qi Concentration Realm in one fell swoop, and three of the eight Great Masters in the early stage of the Qi Concentration Realm had broken through to the middle stage of the Qi Concentration Realm, and the others had also made a lot of progress.

But to their surprise, Wang Zixuan still didn't mean to stop, and they all felt that their bodies were a little unbearable.

Maybe it's because of the breakthrough, the aura here has thinned a lot, and there is no longer the feeling of fullness before.

The boulder, which is nearly two hundred tons, has been dug up and is being guarded.

Some locals judged that this boulder might produce jade.

Ah Zansong and the others were a little anxious, even if there was Jingpo Army, after all, this was an enemy-occupied area, if Moba noticed it, Wang Zixuan really didn't make a move, then they would be in danger.

The top of the mountain, in the grass.

The two snipers, whose faces were painted and disguised in straw clothes, were suddenly surprised.

In the scope, Ah Zansong and the others below the mountain suddenly disappeared, and the surroundings were silent.

They turned around suddenly, and a swarthy and rugged Wa woman in a short red and black homespun cloth dress, large ear tubes, wide bracelets, and thin rattan rings stood behind them, with a strange smile on her face.

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