Chapter 240: Building the foundation of Wangdan

As the name suggests, it refers to the monks after the foundation of the Ning Yuan, whether it is the soul or the true element, they are warm and moist like water, pure as jade, and free of anxiety and dryness. I have made all the preparations for the knot, and I can retreat at any time. This process of warming is called Wangdan.

This process is also the process of the monk's meditation.

Between Zhuji Wangdan and Zhuji Ningyuan, the strength of the monks has not increased much.

It's just that when fighting, spells will be cast faster, command spells will be more agile, and some more complex level 4 spells can be learned.

However, this process of recuperation is very important, and the slightest negligence on the part of the monk will lead to the failure of the later Yudan.

If you want to get married, you don't have to be prepared for cultivation. Knotting is an extremely complex process. To complete this process perfectly, the monk also needs to have sufficient knowledge and skills.

As a result, many monks tend to delay for a long time during the Wangdan period.

In this retreat, Xiao Ziyang did not rush to start cultivating, but began a very leisurely life. Every day, he either tastes fragrant tea, watches the sunrise and sunset, or drinks fine wine to watch the wind and clouds disappear.

At the same time, he kept thinking about how to deal with what to do if Wang Ziling formed a golden pill one step ahead of him, and he was not sure how to trap him.

One strategy after another rose in Xiao Ziyang's heart, until he felt that the back road was foolproof.

After he was confident, his heart gradually calmed down completely.

A month later, Xiao Ziyang forgot about Wang Ziling and forgot all the anger and hatred. His heart was as calm as an old well in the moonlight. He entered the deepest state of concentration.

Xiao Ziyang forgot the passage of time, little by little, slowly, warming the true yuan.

"Pure Heart Refining Divine Mantra" is also running all the time. His cultivation this time was unplanned, and he was left to do whatever he wanted.

Five years passed in a flash.

On this day, Xiao Ziyang finally woke up from that muddy state.

He only felt that his true essence was flowing like water, as warm as jade, as pure as ice, and his divine thoughts were more delicate and sensitive than before. When it invaded, it was like a light breeze, without a trace. He was very worried before, but due to devouring the soul of Cang Soul Zi, a trace of obscurity in his divine thoughts also disappeared without a trace.

It was only today that he had finally completely digested the powerful soul of Cang Soulzi.

Moreover, this five-year retreat was not the same as before, because of the long retreat, he was covered in dirt and his internal organs withered.

He just felt that his whole body was almost spotless. The luscious liquid gushes out from under the tongue, moisturizing the internal organs. His physical body, which had not been deliberately cultivated for a long time, had become twice as strong at some point. Even the physical practices described in ancient texts seem to be nothing more than that.

took out the classic book of "Purple Jade Smoke", which he had already regarded as his life, and sent Zhenyuan to the book. A moment later, a purple light shot into the center of his brow.

Savor the exercises and spells in the center of his mind. Xiao Ziyang had a bright smile on his face that his wishes had come true.

In this new exercise, the exercise chapter, whether it is the formation chapter or the spell chapter, revolves around two words, "knotting". The only thing that has little to do with the knot is in the spell chapter, about the new method of spirit sword condensation.

Xiao Ziyang endured the desire in his heart, skipped all the exercises related to the knot, and set his eyes on the method of spirit sword condensation. The new method of condensing the spirit sword, the condensed spirit sword is still just a superb magic weapon.

However, if it was said that the power of the spirit sword condensed by Xiao Ziyang in the past was only an ordinary supreme magic weapon sold on the second floor of Lingxiao Pavilion, which was worth less than 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones. So now, the power of the spirit sword condensed by the new exercise method has reached the superb magic weapon sold on the third floor of the Lingxiao Pavilion, which is worth millions of medium-grade spirit stones.

Even the most powerful Shadowless Flying Sword in Xiao Ziyang's hand was inferior. If you add the agility of the spirit sword, which is far beyond the magic weapon, Xiao Ziyang believes that even if it is compared to the seven secret magic weapons of the Lingxiao Palace, the "Splitting Immortal Sword" that is good at attacking is not far behind.

But this is not what made Xiao Ziyang smile brightly.

No matter how powerful a magic weapon is, it is still a magic weapon, and it can never be compared with a real magic weapon.

What really made Xiao Ziyang happy was that the new spirit sword was an invisible sword. With the introduction of the spell, its hidden ability is the same as the invisible slash, no matter up or down.

And what made him even more excited was that the power of the "Purple Jade Split Mountain Slash" attached to the spirit sword had increased by half a level. The power is even more than the next grade magic weapon by three points!

However, although the new Spirit Sword Technique was extremely powerful, its condensation method was several times more complicated than before. Looking at its core, dozens of fifth-level magic arrays, hundreds of fifth-level Taoist texts, Xiao Ziyang's scalp tingled for a while.

Xiao Ziyang slowly opened the retreat array, and his chaotic cultivation had made him completely lose the concept of time. He no longer knew what year it was.

As the formation opened, several messengers in Xiao Ziyang's storage bag vibrated slightly. He took them out one by one and looked at them.

These messengers were from well-informed deacons whom he had bribed. And it's all the same news, "Wang Ziling has formed a death pill a month ago, and he went out as a monk of the pill, and was given a branch of the violet tree by the door. ”

Xiao Ziyang didn't panic at all when he heard the news, a cold smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he muttered: "I really didn't expect it wrong, the door gave this precious and abnormal violet branch, it must be so that Wang Ziling can refine a wood-based magic weapon." The so-called water can grow wood, and the use of wood-based magic weapons by water-based monks can add half a cent of power, not to mention, it can also offset the restraint of earth-based spells on water-based monks. What's more, although the wood magic weapon is slightly less powerful, it can nourish the body. What's more, the magic weapon refined from the branches of the Immortal Divine Tree like the Violet Tree will definitely increase Wang Ziling's cultivation speed by half a point in the future. But...... Hmph!, the texture of the pure wood-based magic weapon is fragile after all, not to mention the means of Wang Ziling, who can barely be regarded as a refining master, and the wood-based magic weapon that has been refined for the first time, the texture is probably at the bottom of the magic weapon! Hmph! This is my chance! If I take advantage of the ......"

Thinking of this, Xiao Ziyang's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

After Xiao Ziyang left the customs, he left the Daluo faction in a hurry.

As soon as he walked out of the mountain gate, he could feel several divine thoughts behind him, staring at him deadly. It seemed that his cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds, which was very unexpected, and the monks who were following behind him were all suspicious, and they didn't dare to step forward to intercept them for a while.

Xiao Ziyang's divine thoughts swept over the more than ten monks who followed him, and he sneered. These monks probably heard about their hatred with Wang Ziling, and wanted to deal with themselves to curry favor with Wang Ziling, who had become a Jindan monk. But when he saw his cultivation advancing by leaps and bounds, one by one he hesitated and didn't dare to make a move.