Chapter 9 Scattering Gong
"Scatter Gong?" When these two words came into Qin Cang's ears, his expression couldn't help but be stunned. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"The poison contained in the Rebirth Pill and the Yunling Pill is the reason why the oil runs out. If you scatter your work, you will turn something into nothing, and everything will take a turn from the end to the beginning, and this turning point is also vitality. When you dissipate your cultivation, the poison will also be emitted from your body. Nangong decided.
The so-called difference between ordinary people and monks lies in the presence or absence of spiritual power, and to disperse cultivation is to transform the spiritual power that one possesses. Once Qin Cang disperses, he will lose the ability to fly to the sky and the earth, and become a physical mortal again, although his foundation is still there, and he can still be rebuilt, but it is difficult to recover the level of his peak in the short term. Therefore, although this move can relieve him of the poison, he can't help but have some concerns.
"You are young, you have already reached the Dragon Court Realm by cultivating as a cultivator, and after casting the secret method, you can even fight with the consummate powerhouse of the Dao Realm, which is enough to show that your talent is high. As long as the foundation is still there, in time, you will be able to make a comeback, so why worry?" Nangong said decisively.
Qin Cang thought for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Ten years later, the Xuanyu Five Poles Barrier will be loosened, and when the intercommunication is connected, I don't have much time to spare. ā
"Ten years of sharpening a sword, with your talent, is enough. What's more, if you don't disperse and cultivate, you will only have a lifespan of seven days, which is better or worse, it is clear at a glance, so there is no need for me to say more!" Nangong decided.
"Yes, with my current situation, there is no choice. ā
With a wry smile, Qin Cang was no longer entangled, and immediately inserted the long sword in his hand into the snow, and then sat down cross-legged. As he exhaled his luck, a powerful spiritual power emanated from his body, and although the coercion caused was not as strong as that of a consummate powerhouse like Nangong Jue, it was also beyond the level of an ordinary Dragon Court Realm cultivator.
Swish!
Holding Nangong Han's hand, Nangong was determined to move and use his spiritual power, and then the figures of the two appeared a hundred zhang away, and along the way, a gust of wind howled, this kind of speed can be called the extreme!
"Grandpa, since you know that the poison contained in the Rebirth Pill and the Yunling Pill is quite toxic, why do you still give it to the eldest brother?"
"He was too seriously injured, only these two pills can make him recover from his injuries in a short period of time, recover his spiritual power, and help me kill Xing Wusheng. I don't have any extra options, and of course, he doesn't have any other options. ā
"Big brother, he is so strong, how can he be so seriously injured?"
"There are people outside of people, there are heavens outside of heaven, maybe he has met someone stronger than him, or maybe he has been calculated by others. Whether the situation belongs to the former or the latter, his opponent must be extremely terrifying, inflicting heavy blows on his body and shattering his soul. But maybe that man didn't expect that he would be able to survive even though his life was shattered. ā
"Maybe the big brother has some secrets. Having said that, is he really going to start dissipating his skills? Years of cultivation have been lost like this, what a pity!"
"Just because you lose it now doesn't mean you won't have it later. ā
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In the midst of the wind and snow, Qin Cang sat quietly, exhaling his luck, just like an old monk entering a meditation, one after another pure spiritual power operated in the meridians around his body, and the cycle began over and over again, and it had gone through several great weeks. It's just that at this moment, he is not trying to cultivate, but to carry out scattered exercises, so his spiritual power is not a direct meridian, but a retrograde.
The vigorous spiritual power retrograde meridians undoubtedly caused a great load on his body, and at this moment, the qi and blood in his body were already surging violently, and the more than sixty wounds that had been temporarily alleviated by Nangong Duel's Rebirth Pill and Yun Ling Pill were also cracked open again, and the blood seeped out, almost dyeing Qin Cang's white clothes into a blood robe. If his body is compared to an ocean, then at this moment it is as if there is a dragon churning in this sea. In an instant, beads of sweat appeared on Qin Cang's rather handsome face, his eyes were closed, his face was tense, and he was suffering from the sharp pain like a knife.
Strands of pure spiritual power continued to retrograde wash his meridians, muscles, bones, and flesh, and then through the surface of his body, they converged in the void, forming a mass of suspended spiritual light. From a distance, Qin Cang seemed to be bathed in spiritual light, but his blood-colored robe was much more dazzling than this spiritual light.
As the spiritual power in Qin Cang's body continued to retrograde, the spiritual light in the void also became stronger and stronger, and after hundreds of breaths, it had turned into a huge ball of light about a thousand zhang, and the ball of light was suspended in the void, releasing a dazzling light radiance, revealing a substantial coercion, enveloping the entire Snow Cloud Peak.
"Have you already pushed your spiritual power to this level? Then the next step should be oppression, this is the most crucial step. ā
With the depth of Nangong's decisive soul power, it was natural to feel that this ball of light contained extremely pure spiritual power for the first time, it was Qin Cang's years of cultivation, and at this moment, this ball of light had expanded to this point, which meant that the spiritual power in Qin Cang's body was about to be squeezed out. And when this ball of light is shattered, it means that Qin Cang's cultivation has dissipated, and at the same time, the hidden medicinal poison will also be discharged. Of course, at that time, Qin Cang was no longer a monk in the true sense, but an ordinary person.
The so-called ordinary people are the lowest level of existence in this Xuan Domain, and the status of monks can be said to be very different. However, now Qin Cang has no other choice, only to carry out scattered exercises, return what is to nothing, and then turn from nothing to nothing.
Rumble!
A loud bang resounded through the void like thunder. I saw Qin Cang's palms close together, and he quickly sealed, and in the blink of an eye, the seal method in his hand had changed rapidly, and at the same time, the huge ball of light suspended in the void also shrank sharply, as if it had been subjected to some kind of extreme oppression. After a few breaths, the thousand-zhang ball of light had turned into an eyeball-sized ball.
At this moment, Qin Cang's eyes, which were sitting on the snow, suddenly opened.
"Scatter!"
Boom!
As soon as Qin Cang's words fell, the ball of light suddenly shattered, turning into a sky of light and scattering, passing along the way, setting off a storm of spiritual power, and the space was faintly showing a sense of brokenness. The rocks collapsed, the snow fell, the cold snap swept in, and the wind was so fierce that it was like an avalanche that would collapse the entire Snow Cloud Peak.
The ball of light exploded, surging violently, Nangong Jue also sensed that the situation was not good, and immediately released the spiritual power, which also formed a strong storm, but it was to abandon the attack and defend, on the one hand, to resist and dissipate the spiritual power storm set off by the light points in the sky, and on the other hand, to protect the mountain range of Xueyun Peak and prevent it from collapsing.
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After a long time, everything was finally calm.
Qin Cang was still sitting cross-legged on the snow, his face was as pale as paper, he couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power up and down his body, his breathing also became rapid, and the whole person showed an extremely weak state. At this moment, he no longer has any cultivation, he is no different from ordinary people, he is a lowly monk of the Imperial Spirit Realm, and now he can approach him without scruples, or even kill him. He had no doubt about that.
Sou!
The cold wind rose again, blowing his blood robe to the sound of hunting, and an endless feeling of coldness hit him, Qin Cang, who had lost his spiritual power, couldn't resist this terrible cold, his body couldn't help but start trembling, but the corners of his mouth set off a smile, a rare smile.
He saw that black blood stains had appeared on the surface of his body, and the black in the blood red was particularly obvious, and he knew that he had successfully forced out the poison hidden in the Rebirth Pill and the Yunling Pill.
His consciousness had begun to blur, and his eyes couldn't help but close again, but the last scene Qin Cang saw before he fell unconscious was not a snowstorm, but two figures, one old and one young, it was Nangong Jue and Nangong Han.
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