Chapter 121: The Later Stage of Foundation Building

Wang Cheng's cultivation, although he has not yet broken through to the late stage of foundation building, his whole person is different from a year ago, and he has a little more chic temperament from top to bottom. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

His cultivation has not ended, and more than half a year has passed, and Wang Cheng's cultivation has gradually reached the consummation of the middle stage of foundation building under the medicinal power of the Barrier Transformation Pill and the ink spirit liquid, and only one trace is missing to reach the late stage of foundation building.

Feeling the changes in his internal cultivation, Wang Cheng also felt a little incredible.

You must know that cultivation is not something that can be improved overnight, and some monks can only improve their cultivation after several years of retreat.

"There is still a trace of the late stage of foundation building, but this thread is a bottleneck, and it takes an opportunity to break through......"

Wang Cheng slowly woke up from his cultivation, and his dusty and chic temperament at this time was even stronger, making people feel extraordinary at a glance.

Bottleneck, Wang Cheng is not the first time to encounter it, he has Dao Xuan's Void Spirit Moon in his body before, and most of the bottlenecks he encounters are directly forcibly rushed away.

"I've taken too much of the Barrier Pill, and the effect of the medicine is no longer obvious, although the ink spirit liquid can increase spiritual power, but if you want to break through the bottleneck, you can't ......"

Wang Cheng's thoughts were racing, thinking about the opportunity to break through the bottleneck, and after a long time, he frowned slightly, for this bottleneck, he couldn't see any opportunity to break through at the moment.

"That's it, since it's a bottleneck, I'll forcibly break through!" Wang Cheng took a deep breath, closed his eyes again, and the cultivation in his body quickly surged towards the Dantian Qihai under his mobilization, and finally turned into a majestic spiritual power, impacting towards the trace of barrier in the later stage of foundation building.

At first, Wang Cheng's expression was still as usual, but gradually, his brows furrowed slightly, a trace of cold sweat secreted on his forehead, and a faint look of pain flashed between his eyebrows.

Wang Cheng took a deep breath, this forced impact on the bottleneck needed to withstand the force of the impact, fortunately, his physical body was strengthened, and the tendons and veins in his body were extremely tough, although he still felt the pain, he could endure it.

This state lasted for a long time, until the sun went down and the moonlight appeared, the bottleneck in Wang Cheng's body finally loosened a little, and three days later, Wang Cheng's body suddenly made a muffled sound, and his cultivation suddenly broke through at this moment!

Later stage of foundation building!

Feeling the surging cultivation power in his body, Wang Cheng's heart was excited, if he cultivated at this rate, he would be able to marry in a few years at most!

Taking a deep breath, Wang Cheng glanced at the surrounding forest, and felt more and more that this place was his blessed land, not to mention the rich aura, but also the spiritual object Ink Spirit Fruit, which was extremely rare in the outside world.

Moreover, this is only in the vicinity of these areas, and it is very likely that there are other precious spiritual objects outside of this place......

After thinking for a while, Wang Cheng still gave up the idea of exploring this forest, there were too many monks who had fallen in this forest, and there were countless rumors that had spread from this place for hundreds of years, each of which was shocking.

He didn't dare to gamble, and if he encountered another crisis that could not be resolved, everything for him would be in vain......

"It will take at least ten or twenty years for a monk to form a pill, and with my qualifications, even with the help of these spiritual creatures, within half a jiazi, there is no hope for the pill...... It's time to leave...... Wang Cheng sighed in his heart, and after taking a deep breath, he stood up, and after looking around again, he was a little reluctant in his heart.

After two years of retreat here, Wang Cheng is very familiar with the grass and trees here, and he has some attachment to this place in his heart.

After a few moments of silence, Wang Cheng sighed lightly, if it weren't for his great hatred, he would have been cultivating in this place forever.

"There should be a way to speed up the speed of the monk's knot within the sect...... "Wang."

Wang Cheng thought about it in his heart, and his body was about to step in the direction of the forest, but suddenly, a blue shadow appeared in his mind.

After a pause, his steps stopped, and after taking a deep look at the direction of the depths of the forest, he sighed lightly again, patted the storage bag with his right hand, and immediately took out all the ink spirit liquid, the amount was not too much, and more than a dozen jade bottles were neatly placed on the ground.

After doing this, Wang Cheng's expression was a little complicated, and his body moved, and he cautiously galloped away in the direction outside the forest.

A few days later, at the entrance of this forest, Wang Cheng's figure flashed.

Looking back at this seemingly boundless forest, Wang Cheng sighed in his heart, and was about to walk towards the mountain gate of the Spirit Desolation Sect, when suddenly his eyes moved, looking at a mountain peak in the distance.

This mountain peak is unremarkable, and even a little desolate, but on this peak, Wang Cheng suddenly has a feeling of panic......

"This mountain...... The Blood Refining Ancestor used to stay for ......" Wang Cheng's expression was gloomy, and he already had a guess in his heart about this peak,

According to his guess, this Blood Refining Ancestor would definitely wait outside this forest to intercept and kill him, and in his heart, Wang Cheng knew that he couldn't stay here for long, so his body galloped up again, and quickly walked towards the mountain gate of the Spirit Desolation Sect.

In fact, the Blood Refining Ancestor had indeed waited on that mountain peak and did not leave until half a year ago......

Wang Cheng's speed was very fast, and two days later, a mountain gate with a wild aura appeared in front of him.

This mountain gate is huge, and there are strong spiritual power fluctuations around it.

Before he got close to this mountain gate, Wang Cheng felt that majestic momentum, although it was not the first time he had seen this mountain gate, but every time he saw it, he was a little shocked, and his heart also had a little more understanding of the strength of the Spirit Desolation Sect.

The mountain gate of the Linghuang Sect, which is guarded by disciples, Wang Cheng quickly walked to the entrance of this mountain gate, as soon as he approached, Wang Chengcheng saw two disciples of the fourth layer of condensation Qi were guarding there at the moment, looking very bored.

Wang Cheng's arrival made the two of them feel refreshed, and their eyes fell on the lines of Wang Cheng's snow-white clothes, and they recognized at a glance that this was exactly the clothing that only their own disciples were qualified to wear.

The two glanced at each other, and each saw the shock in each other's eyes, and immediately clasped their fists together and bowed: "See Senior Brother!"

In the Spirit Desolate Sect, the rank forest, the identity of the personal disciple is noble, and it is even much more noble than some elders in the Yudan realm, and the reason for all this is naturally because behind every personal disciple, there is a master of the Yuanying realm!

Wang Cheng nodded slightly, he had been away from this Spirit Desolate Sect for a long time, and he returned here again at this moment, with a bit of reminiscence in his eyes, his body turned into a long rainbow, and went directly in the direction of Qingyang Peak.

At this moment, on a mountain peak in the east of the Spirit Desolation Sect, two long rainbows flew out at a gallop and galloped towards the direction of the mountain gate. (To be continued.) )