Pupils can be upgraded, Meng Yang knows.

But he couldn't figure out what standard the rules of upgrading were measured by.

Meng Yang remembered very clearly that the first upgrade of his pupils was because of the appearance of wealth value.

But at that time, he always thought it was a coincidence, or some other reason.

With the attitude of trying it out, he silently accumulated tens of thousands of wealth values, but there was no change.

At that time, he felt that the pupil upgrade was either not met or would not be upgraded.

Of course, all this is just speculation, and it is not until today that he is sure that the upgrade of the pupil requires wealth value.

Or, the wealth value can be accumulated to a certain level before it can be upgraded.

"In this way, then the next pupil upgrade, I am afraid that the wealth value will exceed one million, or even ten million. ”

Meng Yang, who had a bright eye, smiled slightly, and couldn't help knocking his numb head in the middle of a deep groan.

To be honest, "storage space" is of little use to Meng Yang now.

He pondered that this should be the existence of a kind of storage ring in the world of novels.

Although I don't know if there is a storage ring in this world, it is better to have something than nothing.

If you don't wait for the strength to be strong in the future, the storage space will come in handy.

[Wealth]: 100,000.

[Realm]: The acquired condensation of bones out of the world.

[Skull]: 18/29 [+].

[Limb Bone]: 0/51 [+].

[Torso Bone]: 0/126 [+].

[Storage space]: 1 square meter.

Glancing at the pupil of his left eye again, Meng Yang immediately focused on condensing his skull.

The "wealth value" of 100,000 yuan was enough for him to complete the condensation of all the skulls.

At that time, the head that is as hard as iron will be like practicing the iron head skill, even if it is hit hard, it will jump for a few days before dying.

However, the problem in front of Meng Yang's eyes is not to condense the skull, but to the limb bones.

In order to save their lives, ordinary people start from the sternum by condensing the bones of the limbs.

And Meng Yang wanted to start condensing from the five fingers because of the problem of slashing skills.

Lin Simin's contribution is to settle Meng Yang once a year, that is to say, after he spent his wealth this time, he thought that the next time Lin Simin's 1,000 spirit stones would be next year, which had to make Meng Yang think carefully.

His eyes flickered for a long time, and when he sighed, a look of determination appeared on Meng Yang's face.

In the midst of the trade-off, he still planned to practice the sword cutting technique, but it was a big deal, squeezing time to focus his defense on the meat pile skill.

"It's okay, the martial puppets in the Qianyuan Sect's practice room can also increase the proficiency of the meat pile skill. ”

"As long as the Meat Pile Gong is upgraded to level 4, even if you encounter a strong person in the Sanhua Gathering Peak Realm, you will be able to maneuver around one or two. ”

Thinking of it, he did it, Meng Yang didn't say a word, and immediately sat cross-legged and set his eyes on the "wealth value".

After calming down and adjusting your breathing, you begin to control the churning of qi and blood in your body and communicate with your spiritual power.

It wasn't until Meng Yang's increasingly intense pain was like boiling water that he rushed madly in his stomach, he immediately held back his true breath, and frantically clicked the skull plus, and then saw a piece of bone condensation information flashing from his pupils.

Consume 5,000 wealth points and successfully condense a skull. 】

Consume 5,000 wealth points and successfully condense a skull. 】

Consume 5,000 wealth points and successfully condense a skull. 】

......

When Meng Yang was enduring unimaginable severe pain, the continuous condensation of his skull also made his body tremble slightly.

With the majestic power, it instantly turned into a warm current from the qi and blood and floated into the head.

Meng Yang's skull instantly shone brightly, shining a piece of golden light on the top.

Don't look at the speed at which he is crazy to add the plus, but the speed at which he condenses the skull is extremely slow.

The condensation process of each skull takes almost three minutes, and the severe pain that accompanies it is also inhuman.

And the condensation had only begun, but the severe pain made Meng Yang's eyes full of hideous bloodshots.

This pain is different from the previous pain of the body that is constantly grilling, but a sharp pain that makes the soul tremble.

It was like countless furious beasts, as if they were looking for some kind of catharsis, frantically pounding into the pain.

After only ten breaths, Meng Yang's immature and delicate face was full of cold sweat, and the clothes on his body were also soaked in an instant.

The tightly clenched fists and arms spread out even more terrifying green tendons.

"The nineteenth skull, give me ... gaze" Meng Yang, whose eyes were red, roared in pain.

Then the spiritual power in the body was channeled into the skull in the head that had been condensed for the most part.

But I saw a circular wave of qi centered on Meng Yang rushing and scattering, blowing in all directions.

The stuffy sound, accompanied by the cracking of the shackles, made Meng Yang's nineteenth skull completely condense.

"Ning, I'm condensing... The twentieth skull!"

Meng Yang sweated like rain, screamed heartbreakingly, and continued to break through.

Although the severe pain made his whole face twist together, as the scenes of the original owner being bullied flashed in his mind, Meng Yang forcibly suppressed the roar that was about to blurt out.

pale face, and even squeezed out a smile.

"The twenty-first skull, it's condensing for me!"

The strong majestic momentum was accompanied by stronger spiritual power, and at this time, Meng Yang's entire clothes were bulging.

From a distance, it looked like a leather ball, and in a vast expanse, the twenty-first skull finally broke through after ten breaths.

During the process, Meng Yang could clearly feel that the dirt in his body was being discharged outward with the open pores. The spiritual power surged, and the eyes and ears became more sensitive. Not only can you hear more clearly, but you can see farther, and even the tentacles of small insects flying outside the window can see clearly.

"Next, the twenty-second skull..."

Meng Yang, whose face was distorted, his voice was trembling at the moment, and his pale face was even more like white paper.

In this way, he insisted on a stick of incense for a lifetime before he finished condensing all the skulls.

insisted on a pillar of incense for a long time, and condensed nine finger bones and wrist bones before ending this seemingly long pain of knife strangulation.

At this time, Meng Yang was as if he had collapsed, and he even felt struggling to catch his breath and open his eyes.

The sheets and bedding under his body were soaked with cold sweat.

It wasn't until he had rested for two incense sticks that he had the strength to stand up and check the difference.

However, at this time, the sky was already shrouded in moonlight with hazy night.

With the help of wealth value condensation, although only twenty were condensed in the time of the two incense sticks. But this speed, looking at the entire history of the Lin family, is enough to be proud of the others. It can even be ranked in the entire history of the Qianyuan Sect.

However, Meng Yang's performance did not have any pride, but a kind of wisdom and forbearance beyond his age, and there was no emotion on his face at all.

But at this moment, if someone who knows him is in front of him, he will definitely find that Meng Yang is different.

If Meng Yang was very ordinary before, except for his delicate appearance, there was nothing outstanding at all.

So Meng Yang at this moment is also very ordinary, but in this ordinary, there is a self-confidence that everyone dare not ignore.

That self-confidence is as hard as iron, thick as ink,

Smelling the layers of dirt and stench on his skin, Meng Yang left the room after tidying up and ran towards the nearest river.

When he finished washing and used his spiritual power to dry his clothes, it was even darker.

Back in the room, Meng Yang, who was accustomed to staring up at the moonlight in the night sky, could clearly feel that the energy in his body was getting stronger and stronger now.

This energy is like life, breathing rhythmically.

also made Meng Yang have to sigh, today's body is really wonderful and powerful, and full of mysteries.

The sleepiness hit, and he was so tired that he was almost paralyzed, leaving the soaked sheets and bedding on the table, and lying on the dry bed.

Before falling asleep, he recalled the sharp pain when he coagulated his bones, and he didn't forget to laugh and scold.

"This condensation is really not done by people..."