Chapter 3 Rest

It was the dawn of time.

On the horizon, there is a soft light purple and fish belly white.

Ram returned to White Pond Mountain and entered the bedroom in the pavilion.

He stretched out his right hand and pulled out the storage bag he had placed under the stone table, and as soon as his mind moved, a bronze rod appeared in his hand. Ram inserts its lower end into the groove in the center of the table, infusing it with True Element Activation.

Seeing that the white light covered the secret room, Ram waved his sleeves and closed the doors and windows.

He took out another animal skin cushion from the storage bag under the stone table, and then sat down.

There were brocade boxes in the storage bags given by the fierce thunder people, and Ram's heart moved, and the brocade boxes were opened one by one.

Thousands of high-grade spirit stones, milky white robes, yellow-brown turtle shell shields, and two small sword runes were suddenly piled up on the table.

This talisman treasure is made with the magic weapon of the fierce Thunder Dao people, the Thunder Fire Sword.

"This day has finally arrived, Master's deadline is approaching!"

You must know that only monks in the Yudan period can make magic weapons. And if you want to make a "rune treasure", you can only refine it by separating part of the power of the magic weapon, which is a typical self-destructive behavior.

Every time a "rune treasure" is made, the owner of the magic weapon has to re-temper it for a long time before he can refine the power again.

This kind of behavior that harms oneself and others is often not a monk above the stage of the Dan Dynasty under normal circumstances, and would do such a stupid thing.

It is only when the High Monks are at the end of their time that they go crazy to do such things. I just hope to leave a strong enough boost for future generations or younger generations.

Because if you want to use the magic weapon, you need to reach the end of the pill stage.

Otherwise, even if you blow your beard and stare at your eyes, you won't be able to use it.

In this way, it is more cost-effective to refine the talisman treasure than to leave the magic weapons of the predecessors to the future generations.

Ram knew at this moment that Master was only afraid that the deadline was approaching.

In order to prevent the elders from selecting many disciples with excellent spiritual roots, the old people are still there, but the newcomers have matured, and there is a situation similar to that of a dual infant, so that the elders can arbitrarily centralize power, and the power within the sect is dominant. The elders can only impart their mantle when their longevity is near.

Ram knew that this day had come, and all he could do now was to work hard to improve his strength.

After Ram divided the treasures in the brocade box into categories according to their offensive, defensive, healing, moving, support, and cultivation resources, he put the rune treasures and spirit stones into different storage bags.

The magic weapon that was most urgently needed to be refined was left on the table by Ram.

Transporting the six reincarnation scriptures of immortality, the divine thought moved, and the true yuan poured out of the body, wrapping the magic robe.

The true yuan is rolling, like a mighty river. Ram followed the process of sacrificing the magic weapon, first imprinting the divine consciousness on the inside of the magic weapon, and then using his own mana to wash the mana breath of the other monks inside the magic robe.

There was no other person's divine consciousness imprint in the robe, and it was refined in a moment, without much effort.

Ram took off his blue robe and put it on.

When I first put on this robe, it was still a little fat. But as soon as this thought appeared, the magic robe fit perfectly on him while running with Ram Zhenyuan.

The robes are well-fitting and comfortable, emphasizing Ram's muscular body without restricting his movements.

There are two flowing cloud patterns on the front and one behind the vestment, and they seem to flow in the faint light of the room, which is beautiful.

Ram named this milky white robe the Flowing Cloud Robe.

Ram put the turtle shell in his palm, first branded it with a wisp of divine sense, and between the true yuan swallowing, the mana aura filled it, refining it.

Ram named it the Turtle King Kong Shield.

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The moon is sparse, the leaves are swaying in the breeze, and there seem to be wild beasts running in the shadows.

The insects in the quiet jungle make various sounds such as squeaking, gurgling, and squirming, all of which converge into a symphony of life.

Under the moonlight, Ram, who was tall and slept, was dressed in a white robe like clouds of smoke, turning around in the woods, like a ghost.

His true yuan turned, and the emerald color on the robe flowed. Ram suddenly felt as light as a swallow, and the effect of the Liuyun Robe was undoubtedly revealed.

A gust of wind was surging under his feet, and Ram ran with ease. Now, with the Flowing Cloud Robe and the Silver Feather Step, he could sweep a distance of nearly a hundred zhang in the blink of an eye, which made his speed far exceed the previous record.

Ram was so pleased with this result that he nodded slightly.

"This robe has the power to resist the wind, and the effect is far greater than the wind resistance technique I have ever used. Now I'm doing amazing speed. If you want to use only the naked eye of mortals, I am afraid that it will be difficult to catch. If I had used it in battle, I wouldn't have been able to control the direction! ”

"Boom ......"

The sound of the water was loud, and the waterfall smashed into the pool.

The waterfall rolls white waves and splashes like jade and silver. Burst out of a continuous and continuous thunderous sound, majestic and majestic, heroic and open.

The wolves resting by the waterhole did not notice the uninvited guests.

I saw that the thin man in the white robe quickly slashed forward from the light cyan sword in the sword bag at his waist.

The sword qi carried Qing Yan and divided the water surface into two, the clouds and smoke were free, and the pool water was boiling and rolling. Silt and algae from the bottom of the pond surfaced, and the water became turbid.

It was only at this moment that the wolves realized that the situation was not good, and they were about to flee.

An astonishing scene happened, a python suddenly burst out of the water. The snake and the wolf meet, and the two are opposed.

The python was red, spit out its slender tongue incessantly, and struck the rock on the ground with its tail in pain. It turned out that the water temperature was too high, and it couldn't stand it anymore and fled to the shore.

The wild wolves who have lived in Tan Bian for a long time don't even know that this guy is lurking around them, and they have been eyeing their bodies for a long time.

The hairs on the wolves' bodies, which had been scalded by the heat wave, also stood on end.

The wolves and the python looked at each other, and apart from the hissing of the snake's spitting letters, it was extremely quiet.

This situation met Ram's eyes, and he was extremely satisfied with the effect of this sword, and nodded secretly.

"After nearly ten years of cultivation, it is already remarkable to have achieved this result, and this power is far greater than many firearms in previous lives. In the early stage of cultivation, the longevity does not increase, and building the foundation is the most difficult, and the subsequent knot Jindan is relatively simple, with my wood single spirit root, the Jindan Avenue is close at hand. Ram was extremely emotional, feeling that immortality was close at hand.

The wolves and the snakes tore together. The size of this snake is somewhat large. Several wolves were torn off by the snake's tail, and their breath was dying.

But the giant python was even more short-lived, and a large piece of scale armor was torn by the wolf with its teeth and claws, and blood flowed. Lying on the ground and dying.

"All things come from nature and return to nature. The creatures in this world use their own lives to perform their own wonderful. ”

Ram sighed in his heart, and mended the last stab to the python, which was the last mercy he could give it.

Ram's figure flickered and disappeared in place.

The wolves in the same place surrounded the dead wolves, lowered their heads, and let out a terrible howl.

The howling of wolves made the forest move.

However, even if they are both animals, they do not have the same feelings.

The beasts of the forest only know that the most ruthless hunters in the jungle are on the move.

Countless beasts are fleeing, and birds are also disturbed and hovering in the air.

Ram continued to run hundreds of miles in the wilderness, and it was not until the scorching sun was in the sky that Ram returned to Baichi Mountain.

Ram sat on the futon, pinching the execution.

The exercises of the foundation building chapter of the "Six Paths of Reincarnation Sutra of Eternal Life" flashed in my heart, and I had already memorized it backwards.

When the heart lake gradually calmed down and entered the realm of forgetting things and self, Ram's mind moved and slowly ran the foundation building exercises.

His mind was completely immersed in his body, and the liquid mana was running very slowly according to the meridian route of the Foundation Building Chapter.

After building the foundation, the practice route is only slightly different, such as encountering an occluded meridian that the mana has never run, Ram will slowly control the mana little by little to get through, and he will be careful in the whole process, and he will never dare to force a hard rush.

There are more meridians that are passed through when the foundation building exercise is running than when practicing qi, but opening up the meridians is a very slow process, and there is no room for mistakes, otherwise the meridians may be more occluded after being damaged and recuperating, and it will be more difficult to open up next time.

By the time Ram opened up part of the route of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Sutra of Eternal Life, ten days and ten nights had passed.

Now, he was sweating profusely, his body was faintly steaming, and a thin layer of gray impurities were attached to his whole body, and he felt as if he was wrapped in a layer of cocoons, which was extremely uncomfortable.

His own Flowing Cloud Robe had almost been dyed black.

If you smell it carefully, there is no foul smell.

After Ram had washed up, he fell asleep from exhaustion.

I don't know how long Ram hasn't dreamed, but here he rarely had a sweet dream.

The next morning, he woke up with all his energy restored, packed his bags, and prepared to go.