On the eighth floor of the Scripture Pavilion, Zhang Weidong had palpitations, and stood a few meters away looking at the stone slab on the stone platform. It seems that the slab was dug out of some place and placed on the eighth floor.

That scratch should be a trace left by a sword cultivator, thousands of years ago, it is still well preserved, and the breath is not gone!

"This person's cultivation is too high!"

"If it weren't for Ziqi's rescue, I would have died!"

At this moment, Zhang Weidong was very curious about the purple qi, and knew that it had a great origin, the Nine Shades Purple Qi, this name was very domineering, and he actually got himself out of that artistic conception in an instant!

After walking on the brink of death, I felt like I almost had a breakdown, but I came back safely.

But I never thought that it could actually compete with that sword intent!

"Hey, ten!"

As soon as I checked my body, I looked at the most important sea of knowledge, but I found that a trace of spiritual power was actually stopped and cut off, and it became two sections, and the original nine threads of spiritual power have now become ten threads!

Zhang Weidong's eyes lit up.

Could it be that it was the credit of being immersed in that aura just now, and the successful escape actually caused a strange increase in spiritual power!

You must know that the spiritual power of ordinary monks is one, which is a normal number, and he was nine at the beginning, and now there is actually a tenth thread, which is obviously not recorded.

These two newly born spiritual powers are very small and weak, and they must be tempered often to grow to the same level as the other eight threads!

In this way, in the future, the condensation of divine consciousness will definitely be far stronger than that of other monks!

The stronger the divine sense, the greater the hope of breaking through the bottleneck in the future, the greater the potential, and the stronger the strength of the same level. It's not an iron rule, but it's closely related, in a word, the stronger the divine sense, the better!

"In this way, if the remaining eight threads are cut off in the future, will it not become eighteen times and thirty-six times as many as other monks? Or even countless times?"

It seems that this is really very tempting!

Although I don't know if this can go on indefinitely, and the stronger the spiritual power, the more difficult it will naturally be when condensing divine consciousness in the future. But this opened up a new way for Zhang Weidong to flash his strong spiritual power, and he felt that it was necessary to try!

It's just that this time it was cut off by coincidence, how should it be cut off and split next time?

Zhang Weidong fell in love with the slate, and his eyes were hot!

"Good stuff! Be sure to take it with you when you go!"

However, now is a good opportunity to split the spiritual power, with the help of purple qi. It shouldn't be too dangerous.

Zhang Weidong gritted his teeth, stepped forward again, immersed in the scratch, and in his mind, a giant sword slashed down again, but a trace of spiritual power bravely met it.

Bang!

Zhang Weidong's mind almost collapsed again, his head was like being split, and it hurt terribly. For example, the spirit was divided into different lives, and at the critical moment, the purple qi helped a lot. Saved him from the brink of death!

Sitting on the ground again, his body was wetter and his face was whiter.

However, the harvest is also huge, and another spiritual power has been cut off and turned into eleven threads, although the newly born ones are small and weak!

This time, Zhang Weidong rested for an hour.

The third time!

Fourth!

All the way up to the ninth!

Zhang Weidong really couldn't hold on, and his head seemed to have been split many times. The pain is irrepressible. And in the sea of knowledge, eighteen traces of spiritual power appeared, although each trace was only half of the original!

However, once these eighteen threads grow, they will be very terrifying, sweeping away the monks of the same level!

And this ninth division is complete. On the ground under Zhang Weidong, a layer of water had gathered, all caused by cold sweat.

Not only that, Zhang Weidong's face was as white as a blank piece of paper, he really couldn't hold on, he had to immediately cultivate the "Forging God Technique" and recover his spiritual power!

Staggered to the corner, took out the group and sat cross-legged, the first time to run the "Healing Chapter" in the "Forging Divine Formula", it is not a loss is left in the inheritance exercises, this operation, the endless void of the sea seems to rain down, falling on the eighteen threads of spiritual power, you can feel it, they immediately vibrate, and seem to have recovered some. ...,

In fact, Zhang Weidong didn't realize that the yuan power in the dantian was rapidly depleting.

Those Gan Lin did not come out of thin air, but were transformed by Yuan Li, which highlights the power of "Forging Divine Technique"!

This sitting, another three days, this is already a month and two days after entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, no one outside has come in, obviously, Chunyangzi intends to put him under house arrest for two months, this time is not yet available.

When Zhang Weidong woke up from his meditation, he felt that his head didn't hurt anymore, and his spirit was extremely energetic.

Looking at the sea of knowledge again, I saw that the eighteen traces of spiritual power were not damaged, just like a complete small individual, obviously, the loss was also repaired.

In such a state, you can run the 'Tempering Chapter' and truly temper your spiritual power!

"Forging the Divine Formula" is divided into two parts, one part is the "Healing Chapter" and the other part is the "Tempering Chapter", which complement each other and are very complete.

"Hey, what's the matter, half of the Yuan Force has been consumed!"

Zhang Weidong was surprised and puzzled.

Cultivating the "Forging Divine Technique" by himself, he didn't use Yuan Li at all!

Rain?

Could it be related to Yuan Li?

Transformed from Yuan Li?

Zhang Weidong understood a little, and felt more and more that this exercise was really powerful.

Rise!

After sighing for a moment, Zhang Weidong jumped up and walked to the slate, but was surprised to find that there was a very slight crack in the slate!

"What's going on?"

This is a treasure, how can it be broken?

Zhang Weidong is still counting on it to help him strengthen his mental power!

"Is it because of myself? Every time I enter, the artistic conception weakens and dissipates?" Zhang Weidong wondered.

In retrospect, it seems to be true.

By the ninth time, it seems that the greatsword is a little less powerful?

"No matter, put it away first!" With a wave of his hand, this stone slab was put into the Qiankun Ring, and Zhang Weidong planned to take it for himself.

With his spirit splitting not long ago, he can't split again, and when his spiritual power grows up in the future, it's not too late to split again!

In good condition, Zhang Weidong glanced at the stone staircase leading to the ninth floor and walked up.

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On the ninth floor, there are no bookshelves and no stone platforms.

However, there was a skeleton, sitting cross-legged, facing the wall, unable to see his appearance. However, it is really skinny, and a hint of wind can blow it down.

Zhang Weidong looked at the skeleton. frowned, what does it mean to put a skeleton in the scripture pavilion?

He didn't feel a trace of Yuan Force fluctuation on it, which means that it was a dead corpse that had been dead for a long time.

Zhang Weidong walked over. Looking at this skeleton, it is really ugly, the skin is not decayed, but it is only attached to the skeleton, there is no flesh color, but some metallic color, which is a bit strange.

Checked it again. The skeleton has no storage bag on it, no Qiankun ring, and can be said to have nothing except a set of clothes.

"It seems that he is too careful, this person may be an elder of the Shangqing Sect?

Zhang Weidong shook his head and wanted to go down.

It's been a month coming, and he's read everything here. The harvest is great, and now it's time to go, and he's still thinking about killing Junyoko. Take away the Yuanwu tea tree!

Chunyangzi wants to put him under house arrest for two months, and he may have some intentions in setting up the Lost Immortal Array, but although he doesn't understand the Lost Immortal Array, he doesn't pay attention to it at all.

"Whew-"

When he was about to reach the staircase, Zhang Weidong turned around violently.

The skeleton actually stood up, then turned around and looked at Zhang Weidong, and streams of vitality fluctuations were released from his body. Suddenly climbed, to a peak, this is fixed, very powerful!

Zhang Weidong was surprised: "A monk who cultivates the Qi Ninth Layer Great Perfection!"

Now, he was a little dignified.

I didn't expect to see that the Shangqing Sect actually hid a monk of the Ninth Layer of Great Perfection here. And I didn't see it when I walked in front of me. ...,

He hid his cultivation aura, but he had the merit of a mask, and this person could actually hide it? Could it be that there is some kind of breathing technique?

"Who are you, the Supreme Elder of the Shangqing Sect?" Zhang Weidong asked in surprise.

Although he was surprised, he was not afraid at all, but a little excited.

This was the first time he had seen a cultivator of the Ninth Layer of Great Perfection who had cultivated Qi other than himself!

However, not to mention that his cultivation has reached the 'half-step foundation building', and the blood exchange is completed, even if he only mentions the Yuan Force, it is also nine times that of the ordinary Qi Cultivation Nine-Layer Great Perfection, and it is more refined!

However, the other party did not speak, raised his hand and pawed, and the claw came over.

Zhang Weidong smiled, not to be outdone, and slapped it with one palm, this is a contest of pure yuan power, testing each other's details.

"It's just the Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation, and it's only fifty percent of its strength, so it's just right to see and understand!"

A claw and a palm, a collision, the claw scattered, but the palm also canceled, it seemed to be a flat autumn color.

The residual energy didn't spread far before it dissipated, which showed that the two of them had a high degree of Yuan Force control!

For Zhang Weidong's provocation, the other party still didn't speak, and continued to move, this time, it was increased to seventy!

Zhang Weidong smiled, slapped it with another palm, and squeezed it: "If you want to test Zhang's strength, this attack is not enough at all!"

With a bang, a palm slapped away the claw strength, forcing the other party to make two claws, one claw offset the palm strength, and the second claw was an attack, but it was ten percent, with all his strength!

Ten percent of the yuan force became claws, and there was a bang, Zhang Weidong didn't dare to be careless, and turned his palm into a fist, and the momentum was great, and he struck a bang.

Thundered!

This time, he didn't control the Yuan Force well, and when he hit it, the residual energy overflowed, and the walls of the entire ninth floor shook. The other party took five steps back, Zhang Weidong's body shook, and the high and low seemed to be separated at once.

"Don't pretend to be a ghost, if you just fight back and forth like this, it's really boring, Zhang is going to come out of the Yuan Weapon!" Zhang Weidong snorted, sacrificed the Dharma Protector Robe, and also took out the Qingguang Sword.

Just now the two of them were just a temptation, if they talk about fighting, how can they do without weapons, if they have weapons, this is the fighting, the power is greater, the danger is even worse, and the difference between life and death can be decided.

However, the other party still didn't say a word, and also took out the yuan weapon, which was actually a top-grade product, both offensive and defensive.

"Hey, that's good, but Zhang is really here this time!"

At such a close distance, Zhang Weidong's voice did not fall, and a sword stabbed over, and under the amplification, the sword qi exploded, and it was irresistible!

He wanted to subdue this person in one fell swoop, and he didn't want to waste any more time.

The opponent's meta weapon immediately resisted!

However, at this time, the strength and purity of Yuan Li played a key role, the gap came out, and with a bang, the other party was attacked by Zhang Weidong's sword and bombarded on the defensive clothing.

The light of the defensive suit flickered, resisting most of the attack power, but it still fell on the body, and the whole person was knocked out of the body and hit the wall.

The ninth floor of the Scripture Pavilion shook violently a few times, and the stone wall behind the man suddenly showed a slight crack.

At this time, it can be noticed that the other party was seriously injured by Zhang Weidong's sword, his breath weakened a little, and he struggled to get up.

Zhang Weidong sneered, and slashed over with another sword, without the slightest intention of showing mercy to his subordinates, the sword qi was stronger and more powerful than the sword just now!

At this moment, there was a bang in the middle of the ninth floor, a crack opened in one wall, and a small red sword shot towards Zhang Weidong.

The sword qi is condensed and vicious, which made Zhang Weidong feel the danger of his life for the first time!

"There is actually a back hand!" Zhang Weidong's face changed, and he had no choice but to change his move and collide with the red sword!

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