Chapter 332: Crater
Sit cross-legged on the futon, looking inward.
Spiritual power cultivation is the pinnacle, and a very small part of the spiritual power in Duanmu Haoyang Dantian is in a liquid state, and most of it is in a state of granular crystals.
The dantian, which is twice as large as ordinary people, looks very viscous inside.
He didn't know if the Mixed Dan that was about to condense would be twice as big as ordinary people when he crossed the realm.
There is no need to spend time on spiritual power, adjust the internal breath, stabilize the mind, the Tibetan God Exercise begins to operate, and the soul power in the sea of consciousness floats and gradually boils.
Twenty, in the blink of an eye, the door of the cultivation room was closed.
Duanmu Haoyang did not leave the cultivation room for a single step, and during the interval of cultivation, he occasionally ate some spiritual fruits and delicacies stored in the ring, or exchanged his feelings with Xuanwu on exercises, combat techniques, and spells.
It happened to be the twentieth morning, and his soul power had increased a few points, and he had to leave for the Sumeru Abyss, which was uncertain.
Only within five days after the opening of the abyss, when the forces of all parties have not retreated, will the agreement to prohibit fighting be valid.
Duanmu Haoyang felt pressured by the trip to the Abyss of Sumeru, and the hierarchical forces converged, and there were countless talents, and the means of life he could rely on were not only Xuanwu, but also the Yanhuang Devouring Sword in the Sea of Knowledge.
As for other combat techniques and techniques, he can fight with ordinary mixed pill cultivators, and if he is at the peak of mixed pills or talented people, he will not have any advantage.
may be facing a life-and-death crisis again, his heart is full of fighting spirit, and he contacted Xuanwu to inform him that it is not a fatal threat, and he is on the verge of life and death, even if he is seriously injured, he must not intervene.
Pressure, only pressure, can stimulate his greater potential.
With his strength at this time, he can almost instantaneously use spells, which is on par with the mixed Dan cultivators, and his combat skills are all ranked, and he has both defense, and he is not weaker than anyone in the competition.
After sorting out his own life-saving means, he took out the space ring, sorted out the elixir, and concentrated the recovery spiritual power, soul power and throat healing medicine in one ring for easy access.
The Soul Rejuvenation Pill and Soul Rejuvenation Pill used by the mixed pill cultivator have become his common pills, and they have exchanged two hundred of each of them with points in Cangwu Mountain, and the Chiyang Mountain Range has consumed some of them, and the rest is basically satisfied with the Sumeru Abyss
For three months, he didn't know what would happen in the abyss, to prevent him from breaking through the realm by chance, he needed to prepare a few pills for the tribulation to ensure a successful tribulation.
All the ideas were straightened out, and Duanmu Haoyang immediately left Ruixiangju and went to the Mausoleum City Vientiane Museum.
The Chiyang Mountain Range has gained a lot, but in order to hide his whereabouts, Duanmu Haoyang exchanged his items for spirit stones, and only purchased three Seven Treasure Returning Spirit Pills, three Soul Guarding Pills, and three Yuan Shi Condensing Bone Pills.
These three kinds of pills, generally when they first disperse and cross the tribulation to achieve the mixed pill, there are not many people who can buy one of each, but he buys three of each at a time, which makes the supervisor of the Vientiane Pavilion look weird.
Duanmu Haoyang didn't pay attention to it, didn't show the golden card, and left immediately after directly paying 420,000 high-grade spirit stones.
More than 400,000 high-grade spirit stones, equivalent to the net worth of five or six Jindan cultivators, he had just walked out of the Vientiane Pavilion, and the supervisor immediately informed the curator of the matter, and then the Vientiane Pavilion began to collect news about the new appearance of Duanmu Haoyang.
As a result, nothing came of it, he appeared as if out of thin air, without any information about him.
Duanmu Haoyang didn't know anything about this, and he wasn't worried that the Vianeane Pavilion would be able to find out his identity.
There were eighty percent fewer cultivators on the streets than twenty years ago, and although there were more cultivators than at normal times, most of them were in a hurry.
He went all the way out of the mausoleum to defend the city, followed the flow of people, and went to the Abyss of Sumeru.
Walking along the main road for nearly a hundred miles, listening to the discussions of the cultivators around him, Duanmu Haoyang knew that the abyss would be completely opened after the level forces were expected.
From time to time, the Spirit Cloud Eagle flew in the air, and on its back sat all kinds of cultivators.
The scattered cultivators were envious one by one, and most of the sects that were able to raise a large number of Lingyun Eagles were above the fourth level.
Duanmu Haoyang looked at the back of the spirit beast, one by one the majestic disciples of the sect, indispensable.
I thought that the disciples of Cangwu Mountain might have already reached the Sumeru Abyss, and they might be able to see Luochen and the others at that time, so that they would no longer be alone.
The speed under his feet couldn't help but increase, and he rushed into the mountains and forests, and many scattered cultivators were left behind by him.
"Yo, the speed of the early stage of the mixed pill is so fast?"
"Brother's eyes are clumsy, look at his boots!"
......
Although the cultivators did not move forward by sweeping the ground, they also increased their speed to the fastest.
Duanmu Haoyang passed by several mixed Dan cultivators, causing a burst of discussion.
The Sumeru Abyss is less than five hundred miles away from the Mausoleum City, and the closer it gets, the more cultivators there are.
Soon after entering the forest, he saw a colorful glow in the distance through the gaps in the trees.
As you move forward, the color of the glow gradually thickens.
From the introduction of the classics, he already knew that the so-called Sumeru Abyss was nothing more than a basin surrounded by a crater, just a basin about ten miles in diameter, surrounded by steep mountain walls, and one of them was dark, absorbing light.
Every time the abyss is about to open, above the abyss, there will be a glow, more and more intense, after reaching the limit, cultivators whose realm is lower than Jindan cultivation can jump directly into it, just like a spatial teleportation, appearing in an unknown vast world.
There is no change of sun and moon, it is all day.
Duanmu Haoyang ascended the crater, and the cultivators were separated by two or three hundred meters from each other, and the various sect forces gathered together.
The Spirit Cloud Eagles shuttled back and forth in the air, but none of them dared to approach the sky above the abyss.
He chose a place on higher ground and looked around, because there were no tall trees or mountain peaks to obstruct it, and the entire crater was very densely populated with cultivators.
The sect forces were numerous, and some sects, no less than thousands of elite disciples came to the cluster, dressed in uniform clothes, gathered under a banner with the symbol of the sect.
There was no sign of Cangwu Mountain nearby, and Duanmu Haoyang began to follow the crater to inquire for news.
His appearance and aura changed, and even if Baqishan Lanxi and the others saw him, they couldn't recognize him.
After walking a third of the distance around the Sumeru Abyss, he finally saw the signs of Cangwu Mountain and Baqi Mountain, which were only three hundred meters apart.
It is about a kilometer away from the high-level forces on the edge of the abyss.
After getting closer, he was a little disappointed, Cangwu Mountain was led by Long Ao, Zhan Shan and Luo Zhengsheng, and there was not a single new disciple among the thousand disciples, Wu Yao, Zhu Rong and Ren Teng were all there
As he initially expected, the new disciples were not allowed to participate in the exploration of the Sumeru Abyss, and Luochen and the others did not come, and Duanmu Haoyang was a little disappointed.
Immediately, he found a wide place near the gathering place of the disciples of Cangwu Mountain, sat down, and looked in the direction of Baqi Mountain.
He found Lan Xi and the elder surnamed Zhou in the team of Baqi Mountain, Lan Xi was kneeling beside a Jindan cultivator, handing over spiritual fruits and wine from time to time.
Duanmu Haoyang's gaze swept over, and Lan Xi immediately looked at it, and couldn't help frowning.
Lan Xi didn't know why, a casual cultivator she had never met, actually made her feel like she was being seen through, and she felt strange.
The Jindan cultivator coughed in a low voice, and Lan Xi immediately put away his mind and handed over a spirit fruit with a smile.
Duanmu Haoyang looked at Lan Xi's gaze, he didn't dodge or dodge, he believed that no one in the entire crater cultivator could see through his spell.
The actions of the Jindan cultivator made Duanmu Haoyang feel disgusted.
An elder-level figure in Baqi Mountain actually acted towards a disciple, which made him doubt the character of many cultivators in Baqi Mountain.
Presumably not a decent sect.
Although the resting place of the disciples of Cangwu Mountain was a certain distance from the people of Baqi Mountain, at the same time that the Jindan cultivator made a sound, Long Ao glanced at it with disgust, and spit out a bone fiercely, with a sneering expression.
Duanmu Haoyang smiled secretly in his heart, which showed that Long Ao hated Baqi Mountain deeply.
Turning over his hand and taking out the wine jar and bowl, he poured himself a drink.
"Hey...... Friends, it's not fun to drink alone, let's be together!"
Looking up, a handsome young man with a ruddy face walked towards him, holding a gold flask.