Chapter 5 The Third Level of Body Forging
Liu Qingmeng looked at Ye Zhong expectantly, and when she got the talisman, she was keenly aware of a faint spiritual energy inside. It seemed that the talisman was probably true, so she immediately moved to invite Ye Zhong. heavy thoughts.
Of course Ye Zhong would not go with Liu Qingmeng, he just waved his hand and said, "I don't need to go, as long as that person's cultivation level is not martial arts innate, this talisman will definitely work."
Hearing this, Liu Qingmeng hesitated for a moment, and saw that Ye Zhong refused to go with her, so she could only leave quickly. She was eager to go back and try to see the effect.
"Miss, that man is wearing a black robe, and he can only vaguely see his figure clearly. Although Yang Tai is annoying, what he said is not unreasonable. Besides, how can the real talisman be so cheap?" The guard following Liu Qingmeng at this moment After hesitating for a moment, he spoke softly.
Liu Qingmeng sighed, why didn't she know that Ye Zhong might be a liar? But so what if he's a liar? She had to give it a try too, since this was the first time she'd found a clean rune in years.
Seeing Liu Qingmeng's expression, the guard seemed to know what she was thinking, so he didn't say anything more, just shook his head.
Ye Zhong put away the ten mid-grade spirit stones in his hand, glanced at Yang Tai who was stepping on him, frowned for a moment, but left without killing him. There is no life-and-death enmity between myself and this Yang Tai, just teach him a little lesson, but if he doesn't know what to do in the future, Ye Zhong doesn't mind killing him, anyway, in Ye Zhong's opinion, Yang Tai's point The three-legged cat's kung fu is simply not enough to watch.
Back in his small courtyard, Ye Zhong took a rest and carefully placed the ten mid-grade spirit stones on the bed. Then he sat down cross-legged, and the imprints in his hands began to slowly change.
The aura contained in the ten middle-grade spirit stones is estimated to be equivalent to the 10,000 low-grade spirit stones that Ye Zhong used in his last practice! This is quite a terrifying amount for body forging. It is estimated that Liu Qingmeng's identity is not simple, otherwise, she would not be able to take out so many things in one go.
But these things have nothing to do with Ye Zhong at the moment, he just sat down cross-legged slowly, the imprints of his hands changed slightly, and in an instant, following his movements, there was a faint cyclone on top of the ten middle-grade spirit stones turn around. The cyclone formed by these auras quickly entangled around Ye Zhong's body at this moment.
With the experience of practicing for the first time, Ye Zhong was already mentally prepared. To his surprise, there was not much pain in this practice, but a cool feeling spread all over his body, as if his physical body had already adapted to this practice.
"Sure enough, it's worthy of the name of the Body-Training God Art!" Ye Zhong sighed, but he didn't think about it any more, and sank into the cultivation wholeheartedly.
Jiangzhou City City Lord's Mansion is located in the center of Jiangzhou City, ancient and quiet.
Liu Qingmeng frowned and walked into the City Lord's Mansion, heading towards a side courtyard.
"Daddy!"
After entering the house, Liu Qingmeng was slightly taken aback, and saw her father Liu Han standing in the front hall, quietly standing with his hands behind his back.
"I heard that you went to find a talisman master and got a talisman?" Seeing Liu Qingmeng walking in, Liu Han also asked eagerly.
"Yes, but I'm not sure if the talisman is real or not." Liu Qingmeng said after a moment of hesitation. The reason why his mother was injured and unconscious back then was because of his father, so he has been very guilty all these years. Although he is the city lord of Jiangzhou Prefecture, he has never been happy.
"The real talisman is not so easy to buy, but you have to try it." Liu Han nodded, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "But if anyone dares to lie to my precious daughter, I will make his life worse than death." !"
"Try it!" Liu Qingmeng was in a trance at the moment. How much she hoped that the talisman was real, but the facts told her, how could a real talisman master sell talismans in a market like Jiangzhou City?
After a moment of silence, the father and daughter walked into the interior of the house. Lying on the inner bed was a middle-aged beautiful woman in her thirties, who looked very similar to Liu Qingmeng. Although she was in a coma, her brows were still furrowed.
Seeing her unconscious mother, Liu Qingmeng bit her delicate red lips, her white right hand holding the talisman of purity trembled slightly. This was the first time she had found the legendary talisman of purity in these years, and she really didn't dare to act immediately. She was afraid that the result would disappoint her.
Seeing her daughter's actions, Liu Han also sighed, but didn't say much, but the cold light flickered in his eyes!
After a while, Liu Qingmeng finally gritted her teeth, took two steps back, and took out a middle-grade spirit stone with a flip of her hand. Then she crushed the spirit stone in her hand with all her strength, and after urging the cleansing talisman, she gently pointed at her mother. Throw it away.
Looking at this scene, Liu Han's body was also tense. Although he also knew that the talisman was 99% fake, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.
"Om—"
Just when Liu Han and Liu Qingmeng were ready to give up, they saw the thrown Qing talisman suddenly tremble in mid-air, turning into a dense cloud of ethereal light, which twined in mid-air After a while, it directly merged into the body of the woman on the bed.
Liu Han and Liu Qingmeng were stunned at the same time, the white light was obviously aura! This talisman, could it be true! ?
The next moment, the woman on the bed moved her hands slightly, her eyelids trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes. After shaking her head in confusion, she found her husband and daughter. At that moment, she said with a little doubt: "Dream Son? Why do you seem to grow up much better than yesterday!?"
"mother--"
Liu Qingmeng threw herself on the woman and burst into tears.
Liu Han was dumbfounded, really! It turned out to be true! That also means that in his Jiangzhou city, there is actually a talisman master! ? If such a person can invite him into the City Lord's Mansion...
Seven days passed in a blink of an eye.
During these seven days, Ye Zhong was immersed in his cultivation and never went out once.
On the seventh day, the spirit energy in the ten medium-grade spirit stones in front of Ye Zhong had been completely consumed. At this moment, his skin was red, as if blood energy would gushe out at any moment.
"Gudu—"
A sound of boiling water came from Ye Zhong's body. With this sound, Ye Zhong's body was surrounded by smoke and white air rose. Obviously, he was at a critical moment to break through.
"Snapped--"
In the next moment, Ye Zhong's figure trembled slightly, and the blood color on his body surface slowly disappeared, and then he opened his eyes slightly, and a touch of blood color flashed in his eyes!
The blood transformation period of the third level of the nine levels of body forging!
In just seven days, Ye Zhong actually reached the third level of body training. If outsiders knew about this speed, I am afraid that many people would not believe it, but Ye Zhong did it. Moreover, at this moment, Ye Zhong's body is full of energy and blood, and all the spiritual energy contained in the ten middle-grade spirit stones has been absorbed by his body, making his originally somewhat thin body now slender and straight, with a burst of energy. An unspeakable temperament emanated from Ye Zhong's body.
Even Ye Zhong himself was somewhat surprised at such a speed of cultivation. After thinking for a while, he didn't continue to practice, but slowly jumped up and stretched his body.
"Papa papa—"
A sound like roasted beans came from Ye Zhong's body, making him feel at ease. Sensing these changes in his body, Ye Zhong casually took out a green steel long sword from the house, the blade trembled slightly, and the sound of a dragon's cry came out.
"Ugh—"
With a sweep of the sword, the wooden table in the room was split in two, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror. Looking at this scene, Ye Zhong smiled. After gaining the strength of the third level of body training, some of the pre-reincarnation skills cannot be called combat skills, but simply honed in long-term battles. , but can display freely. From this moment on, Ye Zhong had the power to protect himself in Jiangzhou City.
"Perhaps, we should find a lower-level spiritual technique to defend ourselves." Ye Zhong said to himself.
Although Ye Zhong has a master's inheritance, he is clear that the master's unique learning cannot be cultivated in his current state. At least he must enter the fifth level of body training, or even higher, before he can try to cultivate. Although you can deal with ordinary opponents by relying on your own fighting skills, but if you encounter a guy whose cultivation base is higher than yours, it will be relatively troublesome.
Therefore, the best way at this moment is to go to the Ling Jue Pavilion of Feihong Martial Mansion and find a low-level attacking Ling Jue for self-defense.
According to Ye Zhong's deduction, the most effective state of his own, and the one that can display his strength the most, should be the low-rank spiritual art of the mortal level. Anyway, I want this spiritual formula just to use it for a transitional use. Those with high levels not only waste time and energy in cultivation, it is better to save that time and energy for body training. Thinking of this, Ye Zhong sighed again. Others are trying so hard to find high-level spiritual formulas, but he is lucky to have to find the lowest-level ones. Life is really lonely like snow!
Slowly arriving at the vast Feihong Martial Mansion on the edge of Jiangzhou City, Ye Zhong walked in directly.
"Hey! That trash Ye Zhong still has the face to go to school?"
"It seems that he has really accepted his fate! The fiancée of Yanjing's most beautiful woman has become Su Kui, hahaha——"
"Don't say that, Su Kui is also the daughter of the Su family of the five great families. As far as this waste from the Ye family's collateral lineage is concerned, it is considered a treasure!"
"However, if you dare to come to our Feihong Martial House, it's really a shame for us!"
Seeing Ye Zhong reappeared after a few days, many people whispered and laughed, but let Ye Zhong hear it on purpose.
Ye Zhong squinted at these people, then turned and walked in the direction of Ling Jue Pavilion. Maybe these people regard Ye Zhong as trash at this moment, but in Ye Zhong's eyesight, these people are no different from ants.
The Ling Jue Pavilion is located in a secluded forest, and occasionally students from Feihong Martial House enter it, and most of them go for those high-level Ling Jue.
Seeing Ye Zhong appearing here, many people were taken aback for a moment, and then laughed lightly. However, Ye Zhong still ignored it, and walked directly into the Lingjue Pavilion. After sweeping his eyes around, he cupped his hands at the old man who was dozing at the entrance and said, "Senior, I don't know if there are any mortals in our Lingjue Pavilion." A low-level spiritual formula?"
"Hahahaha! A low-grade spirit formula! It really deserves the status of trash!"
"You actually want to find a low-rank mortal, puff hahaha——"
Many students who were paying attention to Ye Zhong burst out laughing at this moment. Is this Ye Zhong here to be funny?
The old man at the entrance didn't show any expression. After he glanced at Ye Zhong indifferently, he pointed to a bookshelf in the farthest corner: "There!"
"Thank you, senior." Ye Jiao nodded, cupped his hands, and walked over calmly.
The bookshelves are covered with dust, and there are several books of martial arts and attacking formulas scattered here and there, all of which are tasteless in the legend, low-grade spiritual formulas of the mortal level.
But at this moment, a gleam flashed in Ye Zhong's eyes. He glanced around casually, and took out an attacking formula called the Sword of No Return, and began to read it.
With Ye Zhong's eyesight, after only looking at it for a moment, the corner of his eye twitched. The name of this Wuhui Sword is domineering, but it is a veritable mortal-level low-grade attack spirit. Not good for fire.
Feng Shui turns! Ye Zhong sighed, flipped through it for a while, then put the Wuhui sword manual back, turned and left.
Based on Ye Zhong's experience, this mortal-level low-grade attack spirit formula can basically be mastered at a glance, and there is no need to specially practice it. At most, he can test the power after returning home.
"Heh—isn't this our Young Master Ye Zhong? It's been a long time? I didn't expect that Young Master Ye Zhong suddenly became so motivated. Otherwise, my brother is in a good mood today, and I will practice with you, Young Master Ye Zhong?"
Just when Ye Zhong was about to leave, a burst of mocking laughter came out, and he saw a group of people walking out from the depths of the Lingjue Pavilion. The eyes that were staring at Ye Zhong were full of disdain and coldness .
Ye Zhan glanced over lightly, and after frowning for a moment, he vaguely remembered that these three seemed to be members of the Ye family's collateral lineage. Among the juniors, there are quite a few capable ones. However, this so-called ability is also quite embarrassing.
This guy always likes to make trouble for Xiao Yezhong on weekdays, but most of the time he is blocked by Wang Mo. Today, when Feng Yezhong came alone, he came in a good mood, and he was able to step on this guy boringly. Master Ye Zhong, you can count on having some fun for your boring cultivation career, right?
Ye Zhong looked at the person who came, and then looked at the two Ye family members behind him who were smiling but not smiling. Suddenly he laughed silently. He just wanted to try the Wuhui sword he just learned...