Take a closer look, Wang Ping couldn't cry or laugh, his knowledge of the sea became a grocery store, a pile of fire crystal jade, a Three Emperor Seal, a layer of demon suppression tower, and a page of Chaos Amethyst Book.

However, if outsiders know that there are so many treasures in his sea of knowledge, I am afraid that he will immediately have the intention of killing people and grabbing treasures, not to mention anything else, a single layer of demon suppression tower can make a small sect quickly become a foundation that can compete with an ancient family, who is not tempted?

After thinking for a while, Wang Ping decided to retreat here for a period of time, and it was best to break through the Tai Chi Eightfold, and his strength would go to a higher level in order to better survive in the cruel God Realm.

This is undoubtedly the best place to retreat, the place where the emperor once sat down, the Tao rhyme spreads, the aura is full, and with the assistance of his own spiritual core, it should not be a problem to break through the eighth level of Tai Chi.

Sitting in the place where the emperor disappeared, Wang Ping had no joy or sorrow in his heart, the Yi Jin meridian was running, the Taiji diagram in his body was slowly turning, and the divine power of cold ice and fire was clearly divided and conspired with each other, wandering in the meridians around his body.

Placing a bunch of spirit cores in front of him, Wang Ping began to refine these spirit cores, and the massive amount of spiritual energy almost turned into a liquid to surround him.

The colorful aura formed a light cocoon, and there seemed to be a thunderclap in Wang Ping's body, and his body turned into an ice sculpture for a while, and a humanoid torch for a while, switching back and forth between ice and fire.

A large number of spiritual cores were refined, and the spiritual energy flowed through guò and the pores around the body into the body, and the ice and fire divine power gradually became saturated, and it was getting closer and closer to Chongguan.

Wang Ping could even have a hunch that after refining all these spirit cores, he might enter the Taiji Eightfold at any time, and through the memory of Ling Zhantian, Wang Ping gradually had some understanding of the ice and fire body.

When the ice and fire body is in the Tai Chi realm, it is divided into nine layers in total, and after the nine changes, the ice and fire will have a big collision and fusion, and the sea and sky will be passed, and there will be only a dead end if you can't survive.

Wang Ping has no other way to go, he can only choose to move forward, no matter what the outcome is, he must go firmly towards his goal, he believes that Ji people have their own natural appearance, since he has grown from an ordinary spiritual root to a peerless ice and fire body, he will not just stop at Tai Chi Change.

The aura contained in hundreds of catties of spiritual core is terrifying, but Wang Ping's ice and fire body is even more terrifying, as if it is a bottomless pit, no matter how much spiritual energy is absorbed into the body and transformed into ice and fire divine power.

In the process of cultivation, Wang Ping gradually realized that the reason why he needed much more aura than normal people, even twice or even several times that of normal people, was that he had two kinds of divine power in his body.

In the Divine Realm, whether it is the Ice Divine Power or the Fire Divine Power, it is the divine power that can only be cultivated by the first-class spiritual root, and the spiritual energy required for the cultivation of this divine power itself is a terrifying astronomical number, and he has two divine powers, so he is naturally more difficult than others on the path of cultivation.

However, the investment and return are directly proportional, if there is no massive aura, there is no hard cultivation, it is impossible for him to be able to kill the cultivators of the Jindan realm when he is in the seventh level of Tai Chi, this qiē is the reason for the physique.

There is no shortcut to cultivation, Wang Ping has been going all the way, he knows this truth very well, he is not in a hurry or impatient, even if he can't break through the Taiji Eightfold this time, there is no loss, at least he is one step closer to breaking through.

The place where the Emperor Supreme once sat was left with the supreme Dao rhyme, Wang Ping in the process of cultivation, and these Dao rhymes were naturally fused, even he didn't know that one day of cultivation here was worth a month of cultivation outside.

Not only the improvement of strength, the most important thing is the cultivation of the realm and state of mind, close to Zhu is red and close to ink is black, this sentence is not an empty talk, with the Supreme as a neighbor, whether it is cultivation or mind, there will be a mutation like a cocoon and a butterfly.

After a full month, Wang Ping finally refined all the spirit cores, the Taiji diagram in his body slowly rotated, the qi and blood were like a tide, the vital functions were vigorous, and the body became more and more solid after being tempered by the power of ice and fire.

Suddenly opened his eyes, Wang Ping's eyes shot out two rays of light, the whole person was like a mountain, the momentum was calm, and he had the demeanor of a generation of masters.

The divine light is gone, Wang Ping regained his usual state, suppressing his cultivation with secret techniques, this is not the best time to break through, thinking about the cliff has the breath of the supreme, if you cross the tribulation here, I am afraid it will attract a more powerful catastrophe, in case you can't resist it, then the joke will be big.

Taking out the Chaos Amethyst Book, Wang Ping studied on the spot this so-called Wonder Book, which was comparable to the ancient scriptures left by the Supreme.

"Mountains and rivers are tangible, the earth has veins, there is aura between the mountains and rivers, and the aura is condensed and deposited as mineral deposits......"

The more Wang Ping looked, the more frightened he became, don't look at just one page, but it is all-encompassing, like a book from heaven, which records in detail the various methods of observing shapes, distinguishing potentials, and checking the wind and looking at stones.

In addition, there are some killing arrays arranged by using mountains, rivers and earth, earth veins and dragon qi, and spirit stone veins, as well as various techniques of calcifying stones, which can be said to be the culmination.

What Wang Ping is most interested in is the record of the eye, there is a mining eye in the prospecting decision, and the most basic is the kind of stone master, using the mountain range, the division of the rock to determine whether there is a spiritual core deposit.

This kind of thing is not eye skill at all, it can only be regarded as a superficial thing, and anyone with experience can basically do it.

The second is the perspective eye that Wang Ping once had, which could see through whether there was a spirit core in the ore, the size of the mentions, and so on.

Reaching the second level can be called Tianzun, and the third layer is very difficult, it is called the eye of the heavenly wheel, looking up at the stars, looking down on the geography, you can see the direction of the dragon vein, where the dragon head is, whether it is the spiritual core or the ancient creature in the sealed zài ore, or the magic medicine, no matter which one, as long as you look through the eye of the heavenly wheel, you can know.

Wang Ping felt that although his eyes had not undergone the kind of training in the ore hunting duel, they had also reached the realm of Tianzun, that is, they could see through whether the ore contained a spirit core and how much it contained.

From these records, Wang Ping felt that mineral prospecting should not be something owned by the divine realm, if it really was, it was also handed down from the ancient times, the stone clan, not ordinary.

Standing up, Wang Ping felt that it was time for him to leave, although it was good to think about the cliff, it was not a place for him to stay for a long time, after mastering the deduction pattern of killing the emperor, those blood-colored patterns outside no longer posed a threat to him.

Wang Ping pondered, it was definitely a good idea to use this place as a hiding place for himself, and no one could have imagined that he would hide in the Siguo Cliff.