Chapter 460: Underworld Pill!

The so-called dark dream is strange and extraordinary. It is a magical channel method that consumes one's own vitality and can only be produced after reaching the star realm, and pulls people into dreams!

Although this method can also be used against the enemy, it is more used by the powerful generation to pass on the skills to their own descendants. After all, the time in the dream is different from the real world and can be changed. , can also directly imprint the soul, integrate and penetrate, so that all bottlenecks in the practice will be erased. Although this method cannot directly transfer the cultivation level and make people instantly become strong, but after the practitioner reaches a certain level, the important thing is no longer No matter the depth of cultivation, but more understanding of the law and the source of Dao.

And this dream method can perfectly do this!

At the same time, this method also has many side effects, such as healing, which can slow down the onset of all serious injuries in the dream, so that to a certain extent, there is enough time to recover.

But... this kind of strange and extraordinary Taoism consumes too much energy for the caster, so it is rarely used as a last resort, and it is considered a semi-taboo technique in the Underworld.

After carefully examining the Mingmeng Taoism, Wang Baole's eyes showed a hint of thought. After a long time, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he looked around and remained silent.

Until a full stick of incense passed, Wang Baole took a deep breath, and continued to close his eyes in the Wanfa Pavilion, and began to practice the soul-attracting technique.

Although it is difficult to truly cultivate the soul-inducing technique to a great success before reaching the alchemy, but after practicing in advance, with the help of the soul-inducing technique's blessing on the dark energy, the dark fire in Wang Baole's body is also gradually superimposed.

As I practiced, time passed slowly, and three months passed quickly.

In the past three months, Wang Baole has spent almost all his energy on superimposing the dark fire, and finally made his dark fire reach as many as seventy-eight levels, which is not far from the so-called ultimate eighty-one level.

At the same time, some bottlenecks that should have existed, for some reason, never appeared in Wang Baole's body once, as if his aptitude was very suitable for this dark method.

This point also made Wang Baole's eyes show deeper contemplation and hesitation at the same time, which made his mind a little confused. Shocked, Wang Baole couldn't help but let out a long sigh after taking out the jade slip.

There was a touch of complexity, regret and bewilderment in this sigh.

"Junior brother, I'm going out for a period of time to practice, there are some things that I need to think about carefully, you... Take care, I will come back when I figure it out!"

In the sound transmission jade slip, there was only such a sentence, and it was his senior brother Chen Qing who said this sentence!

During the three months of retreat, although most of Wang Baole was meditating, he still had some understanding of what happened in the sect, such as... what happened to his senior brother Chenqing!

This amazingly talented senior brother, with pride and longing, secretly told him that thing... the Taoist partner in his next life will be the daughter of the emperor of the Weiyang clan!

Before the arrival of the emperor of the Weiyang clan, Chen Qing didn't know the identity and background of the soul that painted the face of his corpse. He only knew that after reincarnation, this soul would be his Taoist companion. Arrangement, this is the guidance of fate.

So he was very happy, and when he secretly painted the face of the corpse, he painted the woman's soul more beautifully, which was more in line with his own aesthetics, and his heart was full of expectations.

It's just... the blow of reality came too fast, with the arrival of the emperor of the Weiyang clan, and the unfolding of the shocking battle, when he saw with his own eyes the soul of his wife in the next life being pulled out and collapsed, he The whole person was silent.

Although he is destined for the next life of that soul, although there is no actual contact between the two of them, everything is over before it starts, but he is still at a loss, he is not all heartbroken for the woman's soul, but I have shaken my way.

He didn't know whose fault it was, whether it was the emperor of the Weiyang clan or Mingzong, but he knew one thing, it must not be the soul that was at fault.

But it was Mingzong who was wrong, but in a certain sense, Mingzong is to walk on behalf of the way of heaven, and the way of heaven is a synthesis of laws, and it is also the way of the monks of Mingzong.

In this confusion and searching for an answer, he wanted to leave for a while, to think carefully, to think clearly about this question, so he became silent and withdrawn, and chose to leave.

Regarding this matter, Wang Baole was also complicated in his heart, but he was powerless to explain it. He even thought about what would happen if this happened to him.

Putting this question to the bottom of his heart, Wang Baole continued to practice while thinking silently, until another month passed, and the ghost fire in his body overlapped to eighty-one! !

At the moment when the underworld fire reached eighty-one paths, Wang Baole's body shook suddenly. He felt that the underworld fire, which had overlapped into eighty-one paths, was extremely exuberant in his body at this moment. Under the vigorous explosion, it actually began to compress, as if condensed Normally, under the continuous compression of each other, it gradually seems to form a pill!

And in the process of formation, waves of aura that was many times stronger than the establishment of the foundation also erupted from this continuously compressed underworld fire pill, like thousands of rivers, rushing along all the meridians in Wang Baole's body, and filled the air in the blink of an eye. When the large and small meridians in Wang Baole's body flowed through his whole body, the breath suddenly spread out to the outside world through his physical body.

At the moment when it was scattered, Wang Baole, who was sitting cross-legged, seemed to have an invisible vortex around him, and it was constantly turning around. This momentum was not strong for those powerful people. But for Wang Baole, this was the first time he had experienced this process in his life. In the vibration of his body, in his feelings, his cultivation was constantly exploding and rising at this moment!

When the sound of booming came out of his body, the vortex around him faintly turned into a sea of ​​flames. As the bursts of icy flames continued to spread, their aura continued to rise as if there was no end.

The meridians in his body trembled, his flesh and blood vibrated, his cultivation base was running, the fire in his body was compressed more and more, and the pill, also under this compression, became more and more clear, as if it was impossible How long does it take to really take shape!

It was also at this time that directly in front of Wanfa Pavilion where Wang Baole was, the figure of Ming Kunzi appeared silently. He looked at Wang Baole with soft eyes and kindness. After his body was transformed, it was not clear. , but a little blurred, just like the fingers and palms Wang Baole saw back then, the dissipation of Ming Kunzi has spread all over his body.

But even so, he still raised his hand and pointed at Wang Baole's forehead!

The moment this finger fell, Wang Baole's body shook violently, and there was a thunderous noise. The pill that was about to take shape in his body accelerated at this moment, and in the blink of an eye, it completely changed its shape and became... Ming Dan! !

At the moment when the underworld pill was formed, an aura belonging to the alchemy state burst out directly from Wang Baole's body, and as the aura spread, Wang Baole's eyes also opened suddenly.

He was short of breath, and his eyes were open. The memory of the Federation that he thought was a dream resurfaced in his mind at this moment, and it became clearer. At the same time, he also remembered himself in the Federation's dream. Chased by the monks, he entered the Mars Underworld, entered the cave in the underground city, and sat on a black solitary boat...

He even remembered that before he fell asleep, there seemed to be an old and familiar voice in his ear. In that voice, there were only two words...

"Dream..."

Wang Baole was silent, raised his head after a while, and looked at Master Mingkunzi who appeared in front of him.

"Master...I..." Wang Baole murmured, before he finished speaking, he noticed Master's body, which is now mostly blurred and seems to dissipate, and as his words spread, the dissipation speed is faster up.

All this made Wang Baole's body tremble. Before, he was just ignorant of this scene, but now...he has faintly realized in his heart that maybe...everything here is also a dream.

This is an indescribable feeling, as if he was sleeping but not sleeping, knowing that he was dreaming, and the method of meditation also appeared in his mind at this moment, and after confirming them one by one, he seemed to have the answer .

But there were still too many puzzles and bewilderment in his heart, and after a short moment of silence, Wang Baole stood up, clasped his fists at Mingkunzi, and bowed deeply!

"Qian..." Wang Baole paused after saying a word, then fell silent, took a deep breath, and when he spoke again, the address had changed.

"Master!"