Chapter 207: Wishing Point (Chapter 6)

"If the heart is clear, the sky will not fall, and all changes will still be ......"

Tang Xuanming carried a long knife that exuded a cold aura, which he had taken from a skeleton bound by chains.

The blade is engraved with the word snow drink, which is the treasure knife of the Nie family that has been passed down from generation to generation.

And what is engraved on the ground is the Ice Heart Technique used to condense the mind and the Nie family's peerless Aohan Six Styles.

The ancestor of the Nie family once slashed the fire unicorn with a knife and swallowed the blood of the fire qilin, although his skill was greatly enhanced, but he also fell into the realm of madness.

In order to restrain the blood of the mad demon, he created the Ice Heart Technique.

Tang Xuanming knew all this, and he was not too shocked, and used the Snow Drinking Mania Knife to dig a hole in the hard rock wall and bury the terrifying bones in it, which was worthy of the ancestors of the Nie family.

Then he looked at the blood Bodhi in the place with bright eyes: "So much blood Bodhi, enough for me to eat, hahahaha." ”

The dark Lingyun Cave did not bring much hindrance to Tang Xuanming, he casually pulled down a blood Bodhi and threw it into his mouth.

Feeling the raging essence rushing within the limbs, the majestic power circulating in his body.

Rumble!

The power of the Jiuyang Divine Skill, which had been accumulated to the extreme for many days, was stimulated, and it broke through the obstacle with a bang and reached the seventh layer.

And stimulated, the Nine Yin True Scripture, which was also running non-stop, suddenly exploded, Tang Xuanming's face was red and white alternately, and the impact of the fusion of the two divine skills, that is, he could easily bear the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong when it reached the eighth layer.

Pranayama in place for a while, and the forces of the two violent conflicts slowly subsided.

Tang Xuanming stood up slowly, his eyes shining brightly.

The highest realm of Jiuyang Divine Skill is the ninth layer, and it has already reached the seventh layer, and the internal force is majestic, and it takes a long time to calm down.

He was not in a hurry to pick the blood bodhi, nor was he busy leaving from here, so he stayed here.

Swallow one or two blood bodhi every day, and refine it.

For martial arts people all over the world, Blood Bodhi is a supreme divine object, and eating one can increase the internal strength for ten years.

But it only works once.

The Blood Bodhi swallowed by Tang Xuanming was different, except that the first Blood Bodhi was refined by himself, and the Blood Bodhi he swallowed later was swallowed and absorbed by the body in his heart.

The two dragon veins above the heart devoured a bit of Origin Essence Qi in the Blood Bodhi, and then spat out a bit of Origin Essence Qi from his mouth.

It seems to be a peculiar exchange, so according to legend, the blood Bodhi is the blood of the unicorn dripping on the ground, and then sucking the essence blood of the unicorn to grow up.

Born with the purest aura, it even contains the blood of the unicorn.

And the two dragon patterns in Tang Xuanming's body seemed to have swallowed that bit of unicorn blood into his body, and the two dragon pattern heads became more and more majestic, not like a camel, but like a unicorn head.

Tang Xuanming didn't think that this kind of change would happen, but now it seems that it doesn't seem to have much impact on him, but it helps him a lot, so he doesn't pursue it too much.

He is too poor in the cultivation of the Ant Emperor Law, the Pi tribe is too small, and a lot of common sense in the aspect of recuperation needs him to keep exploring, and now he even only knows that a realm after the Ant Emperor Law is called Dianxing, which was created by the human king Xie Qianchou.

But he didn't know the specific cultivation method at all, and the Pi tribe didn't seem to have come into contact with it.

In the cave where the ancestor of the Nie family died, Tang Xuanming stayed for thirteen days, and his cultivation speed could shake this heaven and earth.

Due to the sufficient cultivation experience (each of the tribal hunters has cultivated the Jiuyang Divine Skill to perfection. Tang Xuanming's cultivation of Jiuyang Divine Skill is simply handy, and within thirteen days, with the help of majestic essence, he will open up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra in his body, break the bridge between heaven and earth, and let the two veins of Ren Du penetrate, and cultivate Jiuyang Divine Skill to the point of great success.

The internal force is like a great river, endless, and there is a three-foot-thick wall of qi on the surface of the body anytime and anywhere, and there is also a general physique that is invulnerable to all poisons.

Any poison can be easily dissolved by him.

On the contrary, the Nine Yin True Scripture is a little bit around, and this is the most orthodox Taoist divine skill from Daozang, which is not feminine, but also majestic.

It has a complementary magic with Jiuyang Divine Skill, but it pays more attention to accumulation, and the early cultivation is not too amazing, even if Tang Xuanming uses the almost infinite essence, he only cultivates him to the eighth peak, which makes him a little regretful.

However, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong has made good progress in these days, and has successfully entered the tenth layer.

This was achieved at the same time after the achievement of Jiuyang's divine achievement.

"Now that I'm out of the mountain, I'll probably be able to beat the heroes, and I can already be regarded as a first-class top player in the rivers and lakes, but it's still a lot worse than Emperor Shakti, and I still need to work hard. ”

Tang Xuanming still felt that his ascension speed was a bit slow.

"Although I am extremely talented, that old monster of Emperor Shakti has been practicing for thousands of years, and there are countless secret scriptures, so I still have to be cautious when dealing with him. ”

"Hmm!"

Tang Xuanming held his chin and pondered, and decided to create a thirteenth layer after fusing the Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Nine Yin True Scripture.

For him, the question is a little bit harder.

But he is not cowardly, his talent is amazing to the world.

"Altar, sort it out and fuse it for me, and create a ninety-nine layer first!"

Tang Xuanming snapped his fingers, and the appearance of an altar faintly appeared at the highest point of the void.

The altar flashed away, and a touch of data suddenly appeared in front of Tang Xuanming's eyes.

Jiuyang Shengong + Jiuyin True Scripture = ???

Do you confirm fusion?

This is the function of the altar that Tang Xuanming has only recently discovered, after he fulfills his wishes for others in different worlds, depending on the quality of fulfilling his wishes, affecting the size of the world, he can get a different number of wishing points.

The wishing point can help Tang Xuanming do anything, and the fusion of nine yin and nine yang is an attempt made by Tang Xuanming.

Tang Xuanming clicked on the void with his mind to confirm, and then there were countless English circulating in front of him.

There is both he strong and he is strong, the general outline of the Jiuyang Sutra of the breeze blowing on the hills, and the mental method of the Jiuyin Sutra is told.

The two quickly intertwined, and then quickly merged together.

Finally, a mysterious scripture is revealed.

Yin and Yang Sutra: Fusion from the Daozang Nine Yin Sutra and from the Ranga Sutra in the Nine Yang Divine Skill, both the Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Nine Yin Sutra of the Profound Essence, Yin and Yang are one, and the changes are endless.

Cultivating to the highest level can reach the realm of divine will.

Divine Will: With the intention can change the heaven and the earth, affect the external celestial phenomena, and be close to the land immortals.

"It looks like this wishing point is still a bit of a dick. ”

Tang Xuanming touched his chin and looked at the void in front of him that only he could see.

There is a clear line of words.

Ninety-eight points remaining.