Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Cloth Cloth Sect
At night, after the Ten Thousand Burial Mountain, Jiang Luoyang took the bottle of repair spirit liquid rewarded by the evil book task, and tonight he planned to use up this bottle of repair spirit liquid, repair the divine acumen in his body, and increase his cultivation, so that he could have better self-protection ability in the next crisis.
"I don't know how many apertures will be repaired this time. Jiang Luoyang looked at the repair liquid in his hand and slowly opened it.
The spiritual liquid entered his throat and stomach, and a familiar burning sensation instantly filled his body, and began to swim in the eighty-one divine apertures in his body.
The burning sensation became more and more intense, and the remaining seventy-two destroyed divine apertures were gradually repaired, and even the nine divine apertures that had been repaired were nourished and grew.
After a few laps, the repair liquid finally stopped in the 'Jianli Acupoint'. The part of the human body where the Jianli acupoint is located is in the upper abdomen, on the anterior midline, when the umbilicus is three inches upper, that is, in the middle of the middle navel acupoint and the lower wrist acupoint.
With previous experience, it is naturally clear how to do Jiang Luoyang next, when he calms down, stretches his hands forward, and opens a set of basic fists.
"Smack!"
A crisp bone sound was punched out, and the spiritual fluid in the Jianli cave began to be absorbed, and it began to repair at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
"Smack~"
"Papa~"
"Bang Bang Bang~~"
The basic boxing technique continued to be played, the Jianli acupoint was constantly nourished, and at the same moment when it was about to be fully absorbed, a white dot suddenly appeared in Jiang Luoyang's abdomen, and the dot exploded with a 'buzz', shooting directly to both sides.
Auricular acupoints, diaphragm area, branch ditch acupoint, Sanyin Jiao acupoint, Taixi acupoint, Sishen Cong acupoint, temple and Yintang acupoint, a total of eight major divine acupoints.
When these eight divine apertures were all connected, Jiang Luoyang's entire body suddenly became transparent, and the eight divine aperture meridians inside were linked together by a white fluorescent line, which was clearly visible in the night.
"Buzz~!"
The fluorescence suddenly bloomed with a strong light, and then dimmed, and Jiang Luoyang's transparent body also returned to its original state.
"Whew~!"
Jiang Luoyang exhaled lightly, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, and eight more divine apertures were successfully repaired, plus the previous nine divine apertures, now the eighty-one destroyed divine apertures in his body have been repaired seventeen, and he is one step closer to returning to the peak!
"Try the current state. Jiang Luoyang withdrew his fist technique and turned around and walked towards the main hall.
On the edge of the white marble square in front of the main hall, Jiang Luoyang stood in front of the realm evaluation pillar, closed his eyes and recuperated for a while, then he opened his eyes and raised his hand to exert all his strength in his right hand, and punched out.
"Hum~"
With a slight hum, the red liquid on the Realm Evaluation Pillar rushed upwards rapidly, and soon broke through his previous limit of nine scales, ten, eleven, twelve, and thirteenγ......γ and did not stop until the sixteenth scale.
"The martial artist has a sevenfold realm, and his fist power is four thousand five hundred catties. β
And so it was. Jiang Luoyang looked at the realm displayed on the evaluation pillar, and instantly realized everything in his heart.
Ninety-nine eighty-one divine apertures indeed correspond to the ninety-nine-eighty-one realms on the Fantasy Continent, that is to say, every time Jiang Luoyang repairs a divine aperture, his own cultivation increases by one point, and he will improve by one realm in the cultivation system level of the Fantasy Continent, if he can repair and complete the ninety-nine eighty-one divine apertures, then he will be able to step into the Martial Immortal Ninefold Realm.
"It's just ......" Jiang Luoyang thought about the number of divine apertures repaired by repairing the spiritual liquid this time, and found that only eight divine apertures were repaired this time, while the last time it was repaired was nine.
"Does this mean that in the future, the repair effect of the repair spirit liquid on one's own divine aperture will continue to weaken?" Jiang Luoyang frowned and thought, if this is the case, then it is not possible to repair a divine aperture in the later stage.
Thinking of this, Jiang Luoyang was melancholy, and he silently turned around and looked at the foot of the Ten Thousand Burial Mountain, with mixed feelings in his heart.
The quest of the Book of Evil has been done for five rounds and entered the final chapter, but Jiang Luoyang found a very serious problem, which directly washed away the joy of repairing the Seven Divine Senses just now.
That is, Jiang Luoyang found that after these five rounds of tasks, Zhang Lingqiao, who was the object of the binding of the Book of Evil, not only did not suffer any damage because of the binding of the task, but gained many benefits because of the appearance of the task.
Sometimes Jiang Luoyang was thinking, could it be that the original purpose of this evil book was to help Zhang Lingqiao complete the path of sect creation, but it was only because Jiang Luoyang chose to 'stop' at that time that it evolved into such a result?
If that's the case, wouldn't it be easier to complete the task by choosing 'help'?
Jiang Luoyang took out the book of evil from his sleeve, turned to the latest page, looked at the final chapter task on it, and fell into deep thought.
"Next time, choose to help!"
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In the room of an inn in Aeon Town, fifteen miles away from Wanfu Mountain, the group of Buyi Sect was temporarily living here.
There are three people in the room.
A middle-aged man in a cloth shirt with a sword in his hand, and an old man in a long shirt in a green shirt, lying on the edge of the bed, holding a purple gold gourd in his arms, and the corners of his mouth were stained with wine.
The other was dressed in a black robe, unable to see his appearance, lying on his side on the bed, with his head inside, his buttocks pouting, and the sound of humming and chirping could be faintly heard.
"Hiccup~~" The hiccup sounded, and a sour smell instantly filled the entire room.
The middle-aged man in cloth with the sword in his hand frowned slightly, took two steps back quietly, and said, "Master Lethe...... Brother, please also pay attention to your manners. β
The old man in a long robe in Tsing Yi grinned and said, "Senior brother, there are no outsiders here, why don't you be presumptuous?" haha......!"
With that, the old man picked up the gourd again and took a sip of wine.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man in cloth clothes with a sword in his hand sighed softly, shook his head and stopped talking, and turned his head to look out the window.
"Knock knock~"
There was a knock on the door outside the room.
"Enter. β
The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.
"Squeak~"
The door was pushed open, and two young cloth-clothed disciples walked in quietly.
"Master, Uncle Lethe. They both saluted.
The middle-aged man bowed his head slightly and asked, "How is the news outside?"
Hearing this, one of the disciples stepped forward and said, "Back to Master, all the sixteen Yihong Mansions in Baichuan City have been ordered to close, and the city lord Sima Wuji has already arrived in the imperial capital to enter the palace to meet the King of Baichuan, but the King of Baichuan does not seem to have expressed his position directly. β
"What about the Prince's Mansion?" the middle-aged man continued.
"The Prince's Mansion was calm. Another disciple replied.
The middle-aged man fell into deep thought.
"But ......" At this time, another disciple suddenly hesitated.
"Say!" the middle-aged man frowned and said in a deep voice.
"There was news from the sect just now, let's try to avoid this matter, don't get involved, and return to the sect quickly after completing the task. The disciple replied with a fist clenched.
"It's late! They were all targeted by Sima Wuji's old thief, and the old man said don't go to Yihong Mansion, right?
When the remaining three people of the Buyi Sect heard this, a black line appeared on their heads: Senior brother (uncle), obviously you have to live in Yihong Mansion!