Chapter Thirty-Seven: In the Legendary Condensation Set
Huyan Aobo sighed and said, "There used to be, but it was only completed by combining the power of several divine masters and multiple grandmaster-level condensation masters. (.) It's very different from a solo finish. Moreover, it is true that the ten-component legendary set has not yet appeared. At that time, the patriarch was very angry, "Otherwise, he shouldn't have designed this legendary set that was almost impossible to craft.
Zhou Weiqing, who listened to Huyan Aobo's words, was moved, indeed, compared to a traditional condensation master like Huyan Aobo, he had too many advantages. Not to mention whether he can grow to the level of a divine master in the future, making this set of legendary scrolls, he will be able to save a lot in terms of materials, because, for him, it is enough to have a scroll in the condensation, so the condensate naturally does not need too much.
For example, there is the first ready-made scroll now, which is almost useless for others, but for him, it is enough to directly condense and succeed.
Huyan Aobo stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, you have been tired in the past few months, you will be leaving in a few days, you should also rest more, the final scroll production is important, but the body of my precious apprentice is equally important." You can cultivate more Heavenly Power, which will help your body recover.
Huyan Aobo left, but Zhou Weiqing smiled bitterly, cultivate more heavenly power? After coming to Feituo City for more than four months, although he devoted himself to the production of the condensing scroll, he had to consume a lot of heavenly power every day, and then restore the heavenly power, which was a cultivation process in itself, not to mention, his immortal divine skill was different from other cultivation techniques, and he would continue to improve. With more than four months of savings, coupled with the non-stop operation every day, the heavenly power accumulated in his body has reached a critical point, and he can hit the twelfth death hole at any time.
However, the intense pain when hitting the death point has already made Zhou Weiqing have a lot of psychological shadows, Shangguan Bing'er is not around, he really doesn't want to rush the hole, lest he can't hold the pain, he is already afraid of pain, even more afraid of death, naturally he doesn't dare to cultivate, he has to wait until he meets Shangguan Bing'er in Philippe City. Let's finish the last three points of the condensation scroll first.
In the next few days, Zhou Weiqing slowed down the time of scroll production, allowing his body to get full rest, and in the blink of an eye, three days passed, and when the night fell, he finally made the last few ritual-level condensation scrolls.
A faint blue light surrounded his body, but the tip of the pen was flowing silver, at this time, at this time, the two stone cat's eye beads on Zhou Weiqing's left wrist were shining silver on behalf of space and cyan on behalf of wind, under the effect of the two attributes of wind and space, the brush in his hand swept over the condensed paper in front of him like a cloud of flowing water. He had already made nearly a thousand copies of this condensed scroll, so he was naturally extremely proficient. In the last stroke, the condensate is perfectly fused, and the golden mangs flow and are completed.
"The thousandth sheet. Haha, it's finally done. Zhou Weiqing directly threw away the pen in his hand, and the whole person fell backwards, lying in the room very unimaged, gulping and breathing greedily.
It was finally completed, and the three hundred and ninety-two primary condensation scrolls, under his almost non-stop production every day, finally succeeded. A great sense of accomplishment permeated every part of his heart, he had never felt so relaxed as at this time, and his tense spirit was slowly relieved, and the experience of making condensed scrolls for more than four months haunted his heart.
With his eyes closed, Zhou Weiqing seemed to be able to clearly hear the movement of the blood in his body, and he didn't even want to move a finger now, he just wanted to lie down so comfortably.
His eyes gradually became blurry, and under the relaxation of his whole body, sleepiness suddenly permeated every corner of his body, and his breathing gradually evened out, and he fell asleep lying on his back behind the table.
I don't know how long it took, the little white tiger fat cat nestled next to Zhou Weiqing suddenly stood up, its lilac eyes were excited by the sun, and it stared firmly at Zhou Weiqing, the king-shaped lines on its forehead moved a few times, and suddenly, as if it had discovered something, it jumped to the side of Zhou Weiqing's head, raised a front paw, pushed Zhou Weiqing's face, and kept letting out a low roar from its mouth. "Don't make a fuss, fat cat. Zhou Weiqing turned over, pulled the fat cat away, and continued to fall asleep. The fat cat persevered and jumped to the other side of his body again, and continued to push his head hard.
This time, Zhou Weiqing seemed to be a little sober, "Hey, why is it so hot." He frowned and tugged at his clothes, but the next moment, he opened his eyes suddenly.
With a soft pop, the clothes on Zhou Weiqing's body turned into ashes almost at the same time, and even the fat cat beside him was shocked and rolled on the ground two yards away.
He was in a deep sleep a moment ago, but at this moment, his whole body was covered with cold sweat, and a strong sense of fear instantly hit his heart. At this moment, on the surface of Zhou Weiqing's skin, the black tiger skin demon pattern gushed out like waves, fluctuating violently on his skin, and the heavenly power in his body was like boiling water, surging and rushing. The overwhelming scattered impact, the ultimate target was the Qi Sea Cave located in the third lumbar vertebra spine, an inch and a half apart. That is, the seventh cave of the second chapter of the immortal divine skill.
Zhou Weiqing's most fearful thing has happened, it has been nearly half a year since he broke through the last death hole, in the last four months, although he has not deliberately cultivated, but the continuous use of heavenly power every day has prompted his eleven dead points that have been opened to absorb the heaven and earth yuan power in the air with all his might, although he deliberately did not rush to the acupoint, but the heavenly power in his body has already reached the point of being full and overflowing, before he completed the production of the last condensation scroll, his spirit was completely relaxed, and he forgot to continue to control the heavenly power in his body. With deep sleep, the heavenly power circulated on its own, and the closed space made them finally become violent, initiating an automatic rush to the acupoint.
The fat cat sensed that his physical condition was wrong, so he desperately woke him up. Without any preparation, the surging Heavenly Power had already launched a charge towards his twelfth execution hole.
"I'm just going to do it, isn't this forcing good people to become prostitutes?" Zhou Weiqing roared with grief and indignation in his heart, and he couldn't even speak at this time. The surging heavenly power was completely out of his dominance, pressing forward step by step, and the army pressed the realm, advancing straight to the Qi Sea Cave.
Since most of the eight death points in the second chapter of the Immortal Divine Skill are located on both sides of the spine, therefore, when the heavenly force passes through the six acupoints that Zhou Weiqing has already broken through, every time it passes through one acupoint, the heavenly power will be pressurized by the pressure effect of the death acupoint cyclone and become more violent.
Zhou Weiqing only felt that his spine was like a red-hot iron rod at this time, it was an incomparable pain! How many nerves were there around his spine? All of them were stimulated by this terrifying heavenly power, and that taste was by no means human. The pain of this spasm was unbearable at all, his body was shaking violently uncontrollably on the ground, every time he trembled, the tiger skin demon pattern on his body would be a little thicker, the muscles of his whole body swelled, and the meridians were like small snakes undulating and fluctuating under the skin, and his whole person was constantly twitching on the ground. Trembling, because of the intense pain, has even led to his demonic transformation, but even if he is in a state of demonic transformation, he can't do anything at this time, only the body's recovery ability has been greatly strengthened, but the intense pain has become more obvious.
Among the three ** death points in the human body, the Qi Sea Cave is definitely one of the most important death points, and the reason is very simple, because this is the place where the heavenly power is stored. Qi Sea Dantian, this is the gathering place of heavenly power! All the heavenly power is frantically surging from the limbs and hundreds of bones at this time, charging down the spine, Zhou Weiqing is absolutely convinced, if it is not for the evil demon state to protect the meridians, if it is not for the fact that his body is much tougher than the person after fusing with the black bead, I am afraid that the Qi Sea Cave has exploded.
Week!. Qi had already asked the eighteenth generation of the creator of the Immortal Divine Skill in his heart, but the increasingly violent heavenly power was still continuing to rush down, and he had already reached the range of the Qi Sea Cave.
"Come on. Dead is dead. The intense pain made Mu Jieqing feel as if he was about to fall into a madness, and at this time, his heart was filled with infinite longing, longing for his Bing'er. It would be nice if Bing'er could be by my side at this time.
Boom ten, the heavenly power of all rivers in the sea finally rushed into the Qi Sea Cave, because this time the point was completely launched by itself after the Heavenly Power was full, when they entered the Qi Sea Cave, they had already suddenly broken through it.
Zhou Weiqing only felt as if something had exploded in his body, and although the Qi Sea Dantian was not directly shattered, it was also riddled with holes under this violent explosion. That Peng Pai's heavenly power rushed into his body from these broken places and raged in his body. caused a thick layer of blood mist to erupt from his body.
With a bang, the door was slammed open, and Huyan Aobo and Fengyu humbled in almost at the same time. However, the two of them just stopped as soon as they stepped into the room, and Zhou Weiqing's situation was too tragic at this time.
There was a layer of blood mist around his body, the muscles and meridians of his whole body were constantly wriggling, the tiger skin demon pattern was constantly circulating on his body, and there were still strong bursts of heavenly power in his body.
In the eyes of Huyan Aobo and Fengyu, the current Zhou Weiqing can no longer be simply described as going mad, both of them were stunned, and with their cultivation, they naturally felt the almost crazy riot of the heavenly power in Zhou Weiqing's body at this time. "This, what the hell is going on?" Huyan Aobo's face turned red and he was about to rush forward, but he was pulled by Fengyu. The second update is coming, hey, our recommendation votes are behind. Brothers and sisters, cast it.