Chapter 80 Thunderbolt

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Qin Shuang began to adjust her breathing to restore the mist. Although the concentration of aura here was more than fifty times that of the outer door, Qin Shuang still felt slow. With a thought, a jade bottle appeared in his hand. This jade bottle contains empty lotus seeds soaked in December fruit juice.

Qin Shuang opened the lid and looked inside. Then I saw that the lotus seed in the sky had disappeared. However, Qin Shuang just took a sip and felt her sea-consciousness power suddenly increase.

"Good stuff!" Qin Shuang's eyebrows danced with joy: "It's a pity that only a thousand drops can be soaked. It would be great if there were more."

Qin Shuang took a drop and took it, and in just an instant, her mist was replenished. Overjoyed, Qin Shuang once again began to temper the mist silk with Thunderbolt.

night.

Qin Shuang practiced the art of imperial equipment, and she has the real inheritance from Wanzhongshan, which made her more and more proficient in controlling the flying sword and the moon essence wheel. This is still the first level of Imperial Artifact Art, after she builds her foundation, she will be able to practice the second level of Imperial Artifact Art, and at that time, the power of Imperial Artifact Art will be even more intense.

At the end of the day's practice, Qin Shuang sat cross-legged on the first floor of the Town Demon Tower, without any sleepiness. Suddenly she remembered that she had obtained the three thunder beads and hadn't put them into the sea of ​​consciousness, so she took out the three sea thunder beads, transmitted the power of the sea of ​​consciousness, and enveloped the three thunder beads inside.

"receive!"

The three water thunder beads disappeared and appeared in her sea of ​​consciousness. In this way, seven thunder beads appeared in her sea of ​​consciousness. Qin Shuang frowned slightly, thinking in his eyes.

Ascetics keep their weapons in the Sea of ​​Consciousness to warm them up. Xueqin once said that those immortal cultivators in ancient times would keep their weapons in their dantians for warming up. It’s just that the cultivation system of the Warrior Continent has been out of the scope of the ancient inheritance, so at the beginning Xueqin was not sure whether the warriors of the Warrior Continent could store the weapons in the Dao Dantian for warming. In vitro warming.

but,

Now that I have come to the world of ascetics here, I can't put the dragon sword on my back.

Can the dragon sword be placed in the dantian?

"Should I try it?"

"It's okay if I can't take it in, but once I take it in, my dantian will collapse, so what should I do?"

"Let's wait until the ten Xuanshui Golden Pills are condensed. I don't know if the Sea of ​​Consciousness can take in anything?"

As soon as Qin Shuang's heart moved, he took out the moon essence wheel, transmitted the power of the sea of ​​consciousness, enveloped it, and moved his mind again.

"receive!"

The moon essence wheel in his hand didn't respond at all, and he took out the ultimate magic sword again, but it still couldn't be put in. I tried a lot of things, such as medicinal materials and the like, but they couldn't be included in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"It seems that things that can be included in the sea of ​​consciousness also have grade requirements."

After seven days like this.

Qin Shuang tempered all the thirteen feet of mist into a waterline, and has reached the second level of Dzogchen realm. According to the inheritance here, the foundation can be established, and after the foundation is established, he is still a top-rank monk.

However, Qin Shuang has been thinking about tempering the water thread into a silk thread, how can she build a foundation like this?

At this time, Zai was sitting cross-legged on the first floor of the Town Demon Tower.

In her sea of ​​consciousness, the monument of merit and virtue was suppressing a ball of lightning, but within that ball of lightning was a line of water winding and swimming, like a swimming dragon.

"Zizi..."

After the last ray of thunder power was consumed, Qin Shuang raised her brows, and a look of joy appeared on her face.

Sure enough, there was a thread of water that had been tempered into a silk thread. Although there was only a thread, about one-tenth of an inch in size, it proved that the theoretical conjecture was achievable. How can this not make Qin Shuang excited?

But when I thought that it took a thunderbolt, it took an hour to temper the tenth of an inch, and the plan Qin Shuang gave herself was that there were only two hours a day to temper the waterline, and it was too late. That is to say, she can only refine one-fifth of an inch of waterline in a day, and it takes five days to refine an inch. It takes fifty days to refine a foot, one hundred and fifty days to refine a foot, and one thousand and ninety days to completely refine a thirteen-foot waterline into a silk thread. One hundred and fifty days. Even if Qin Shuang is inside the Demon Town Tower, one day is equal to two days outside, and it will take nine hundred and seventy-five days. This is two and a half years, and it is impossible for him to successfully build a foundation within the two years given by Wanzhongshan. Unless you give up other cultivation and put all your time on the tempering waterline.

However, that was obviously not what Qin Shuang wanted. Not to mention that cultivating immortals is an all-round cultivation, even if you are refining your waterline every day and every moment, it is too boring to do.

"That's right! Refining Consciousness Fruit!"

Qin Shuang's heart moved, now she has nine consciousness-hardening fruits on her body, one is given by Yang Yingtian, and eight are given by Master Wan Chongshan. Qin Shuang ate a quenching consciousness fruit in two mouthfuls, frowned slightly, picked up another quenching consciousness fruit, then picked up another one, kept eating the last quenching consciousness fruit, and then released another one for himself Thunderbolt.

After an hour or so, Qin Shuang showed helplessness on his face. The Quenching Consciousness Fruit is not very helpful for tempering the waterline into a silk thread. The nine Quenching Consciousness Fruits, plus a Thunderbolt, can only temper the waterline by an inch.

"It seems that the only way to try Thunderbolt!"

Qin Shuang gritted her teeth, took out a pen and paper and wrote four big characters.

Thunderbolt.

Taking a deep breath, he said in his heart: "The monument of merit and virtue depends on you."

"Om..."

When Qin Shuang picked up the nib, he picked up the paper and flew it into the air.

"boom……"

The moment the thunderbolt rushed into the sea of ​​consciousness, Qin Shuang spurted blood from all seven orifices, and the sea of ​​consciousness swelled, as if it was about to burst in the next moment.

"Om..."

The monument of meritorious deeds hovered again, instantly suppressing Thunderbolt Wanjun. Qin Shuang breathed a long sigh of relief. If the thunderbolt fell on her body, she would not take it seriously for a while, but sucking into the sea of ​​consciousness is not something she can bear at all, if it is not for her merits Monument, I am afraid that Qin Shuang has died at this time.

Enduring the pain of the sea of ​​consciousness, Qin Shuang watched his sea of ​​consciousness. The thunder power contained in the Thunderbolt is much greater than that of the Thunderbolt, and it took a full two hours to consume the last trace of the Thunder's power. A white jade-like silk thread appeared in Qin Shuang's sea of ​​consciousness, and there was a happy look between Qin Shuang's brows. Although this thunderbolt suffered great pain, it also tempered four-fifths of an inch of silk thread. Qin Shuang probably calculated After a while, it only takes more than half a year to temper all the water threads into silk threads, reaching the theoretical third level of Dzogchen.

The normal three shifts are over, and the addition of shifts begins.

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