Chapter 722 New Chapter 2 Years 8 Months

When you keep yourself safe and the years are quiet, the abyss comes. When you slap it on the face, it says that there will be a period later and runs away.

The aliens from the Black Sea star field disappeared with the fleet, and a huge storm came to an abrupt end.

The wonders near the highest spiritual world gradually dissipated, and the several co-masters retreated silently, and no one caused trouble in the Pingtian Starfield.

Are you kidding me, an ancient sage-level co-owner, holding a scale of rules, who will fight? The Pingtian Star Field, which was originally silent and nameless, has become a large field.

Wang Xuan seriously suspected that Wu Tian had smelled something, and ran away early to avoid evil.

Now, he also had the urge to leave Feishengxing immediately and hide away, feeling the gap between himself and those people.

For people like him and Wu Tian, ​​the Xinghai with aliens and prohibited items is not a suitable place to live, and it is best to stay away.

"Everyone, everything is the same, and I will retreat for a hundred years." Gu Xian's voice came from outer space, and he went away and disappeared into the Pingtian Lord Star.

This seems to be the heart of all parties outside Anyu, he has no intention of expanding the Pingtian Starfield and maintaining the status quo.

Wang Xuan heaved a sigh of relief, distance creates beauty, he raised his hands in favor, wishing Gong Yan a hundred years of peace and beauty, and new achievements on the road of Yudaohua.

For the next six months, Wang Xuan went into closed-door training directly, and what he learned from the research, the harvest this time was so great that he himself was terrified.

The two of them criss-crossed the depths of time and space with a black net, hollowed out the secret realm of the ethnic group where the true sanctuary was located, and searched for a large number of strange objects. Each one will make people jealous when placed outside.

In addition, regarding the scriptures, he obtained several articles, all vaguely pointing to the highest level, and they seem to be related to each other, coming from the same system.

The scriptures contained in the fifty-four chess pieces allow the superhuman to prepare for the road of imperial transformation at the level of a true immortal, and initially conceive the "truth" in the body.

Then there is the miraculous work obtained in the pure land of floating boats, the supreme chapter left by the ancestors of Bai Hong and Jin Yao, which can improve the Tao, which is suspected to be the continuation of the scriptures of fifty-four chess pieces.

In addition, there are six prescriptions, including medicinal wine to assist in practicing, which are priceless.

Then there was the decisive battle between Wang Xuan and the scarecrow in the backyard of Zhensheng. After his skull was lifted many times and he was split in half, he obtained the four-page sword scripture.

All these verses seem to come from the same source.

In addition, Wang Xuan was still in the secret realm, and captured the three pages of scripture paper that flew out of the crater. The source is unknown, but there is a clear imperial texture.

"A full harvest." He studied these secret books one by one in the room, and was literacy along the way, and learned a lot of sacred scriptures from ancient times.

These scriptures are all branded, even if you don't know these too ancient words when they are passed down, you can understand them.

"Low-key, I won't show up recently, wait until the turmoil passes before going out."

Now, he lives in the upper courtyard of Pingtian Academy, and the new dormitory is bigger than room 2201 in Feisheng Building in the lower courtyard, with an area of ​​more than 6,000 square meters.

The name of the dormitory building for the disciples of the upper courtyard is resounding: Yiren Building.

Now in Room 108, you can still choose between modern and ancient modes. To make wine, Wang Xuan needs to use fairy-level medicinal cauldrons and various containers to directly seal the cave.

"Dragon bone, let's use less, don't spoil it for the first time to use strange things to make wine, it's a test of the water." He was holding a snow-white bone in his hand, which was the bone of a pure-blooded dragon.

Not to mention this rare treasure, it's just a piece of demon-level tiger bone, and there are many extraordinary people rushing to bid for it to make wine.

"Phoenix marrow is formed into red crystals, and it should be ground into powder. It is a good thing. It is the ultimate delicacy in the world, but it can only be used sparingly. It is used to ferment and make wine."

Of course, the rarer and more precious thing than these is naturally the Void Golden Lotus. This thing is too difficult to catch, not to mention that it is almost extinct, and it will travel through the void and run around.

Fortunately, he got half of the plant, which was as big as a small hill, and it had been growing for tens of thousands of years. It was full of medicinal properties, rippling with golden clouds, and fragrant. It smelled intoxicating.

Wang Xuan took out a small piece and dropped it into the cauldron accompanied by strong fragrance and light rain.

He carefully selected, serious and conscientious, and put all kinds of fetishes in order according to the prescription of medicinal wine to avoid mistakes. For example, the amount of thunder and lightning apricots must not be wrong in the ratio, otherwise all kinds of spiritual objects may be destroyed when the lightning intersects.

Before that, he brewed a lot of common wine in order to get familiar with this field. From the current point of view, he can be regarded as a professional.

The last process was completed, he waited for the strange thing to ferment, and then sealed it.

"Even if it fails for the first time and ruins it, such a small loss is nothing." He comforted himself, after all, the reserve of strange objects in his hand was astonishing.

During this process, he sealed off the cave in room 108 with a killing pattern. Otherwise, the visions of various strange objects such as thunder and lightning apricots, keel bones, and golden lotuses in the void would leak out, which would easily lead to major accidents.

The true saints who were able to wipe out Bai Hong's ancestors are definitely giants in the supernormal central world. As long as there is a slight mistake, Wang Xuan will have no way out.

It was said to be in retreat for half a year, but it took him two and a half years to finish it.

Sure enough, the first winemaking failed, the second and third times were not ideal, until the fourth time it was considered so-so, and the seventh time was barely classified as good wine.

Finally, it is done, but the effect of the medicine has not come up, it just smells like "fine wine", the longer it accumulates, the more amazing the effect of the medicine will be.

After all, both the main material and the auxiliary materials have extraordinary origins.

He didn't bother to make wine either. It didn't take long. The ratio of various ingredients was strictly in accordance with the recipe. The most important thing was to wait for the fermentation and sublimation of the wine.

During this period, he studied the scriptures, pondered with his heart, and chose his first bone that was going to be imperialized.

Back then, he crossed from the mother universe and suffered comminuted fractures all over his body. Among them, the hand bones and skull were the best preserved. This time he chose the skull.

The main thing is that last time he was "covered" by the scarecrow first, and then his head was shot, which made him somewhat psychologically shadowed and wanted to strengthen his skull.

"It's really comfortable, it's a kind of enjoyment." When he was sitting in meditation, when he visualized the most important texture of imperialization on the top of the sky, he felt that there was a mysterious breath coming in from the top, nourishing the whole body.

It was just the first time, there was no pain, it was quite smooth, and it made him intoxicated, as if wandering in the vast sea of ​​rules and taboos, capturing the "truth" between heaven and earth, and refining order into the luster on the bone.

This kind of practice is not boring, on the contrary, it makes him forget food and sleep, does not want to wake up, and is willing to persist until the end of his life, and continue forever.

Although the room and the cave are isolated from the outside by the stone wall, the starlight is condensed by the magic circle, and the mythical substance is attracted, which can guarantee the needs of the retreaters.

Now, the stars are lingering, Wang Xuan is submerged, especially at Tianling Gai, there is a star river falling straight down, melting his true bones.

He feels that such an extraordinary experience does not have the so-called sense of dullness, on the contrary, it is very pleasant, the body is full of vitality, and the first texture on the skull is faintly visible.

If this continues, the Tao will improve, and the door of your own limit will be opened. After all, this is the process of imperialization!

At this stage, Wang Xuan is convinced that there must be very powerful peers in this universe, and the True Holy Family will not lack such scriptures.

In the field of true immortals, if you take the road of imperial transformation, the door of potential will be opened, and the upper limit will be raised through this, even if you want to be strong.

"I'm so smooth, it should be related to breaking the limit many times!" He didn't encounter obstacles, and thought of the crux of the problem.

There have always been legends that breaking the limit is related to the future imperialization!

Of course, this is only one of the ideas of the Transcendent Central Great World, a system.

There are other ways of thinking, which are completely different from this statement.

Some top races believe that the premature pursuit of breaking the limit and the transformation of the Tao is to exhaust the river and exhaust its own source of Tao ahead of time.

They think it's best to let things take their course.

In the depths of the star sea, there are many examples. There are famous ancient sages who never broke the limit when they were young.

Then, this kind of person walks more and more steadily and solidly, and breaks the limit and advances in the imperial way.

"It's all reasonable, as long as my origin is always strong, then it's fine!" Wang Xuan said to himself.

Since then, he has not only studied the Dharma taught by Bai Hongzu, but also studied the three pages of paper in the secret realm, as well as stone scriptures, golden bamboo slips, and five-color jade books, etc., and practiced in combination.

Then, he just... exploded.

When retreating, the texture on the parietal bone he visualized was constantly twisting and intertwining, and various methods appeared at the same time, and finally "opened the cover" directly with a bang.

His parietal bone flew out and broke into several pieces, a real headshot.

"This is the price of floating." He sighed, picked up the skull fragments, quickly reset them, and then performed the Undead Silkworm Regeneration Technique to restore it to its peak state.

Various scriptures can be used for reference, but it is difficult to fully integrate them at the beginning of the road, and it has to be done step by step.

Wang Xuan took a sip of the very young medicinal wine, suppressed his shock, re-imagined the first texture on the parietal bone, and let out a long sigh of relief after materializing again.

"Retreat for two years and eight months, and I have made some progress. After reaching the Ascension to Immortal level, the ascension to the realm has slowed down. If you want to enter the third level of Ascension, at this speed, it will take about ten years." He is about to leave. , go out and have a look.

In fact, his speed is already amazing.

For many creatures who have become immortals, it is nothing to ascend to the first level of heaven for hundreds of years, and some people even get stuck for a lifetime.

Among them, the amazing ones are promoted once every ten or twenty years, which is definitely very rare.

"Next time, we will directly retreat for decades, and improve the Taoism, and strive to make the texture of the parietal bone truly born."

After Wang Xuan came out, he took a walk in the purple bamboo forest in the upper courtyard. It was like a fairyland, with purple air floating around and light and rain. He saw someone practicing swords, and thought of some old people in the mother universe.

After so many years, have the group of people across the sea succeeded? Where he is now, whether he came to this world, he still doesn't know.

"Old Hei, why are you running when you see me? I haven't seen you for so long. Why didn't you say hello to me when you came to the Upper Court?"

Wang Xuan saw an acquaintance, it was the black-faced god, An Hong's younger brother, who wanted to use his power to subdue Wang Xuan, but in the end An Hong went bankrupt.

The black-faced god really didn't want to meet him, his whole face was wrinkled, he greeted him reluctantly, and then hurried away, saying that he was going to An Hong for advice on spiritual practice.

"Haha, Qin Cheng, you're out of customs, come and get together." An Hong got the news and contacted him immediately.

Then, Qi Miao, Cai Wei, Hong Teng, and Cheng Tian also arrived.

"Let's go. After you came to Feishengxing, you have been bored in the courtyard, and you haven't been to the city, have you? I'll take you to the heaven and earth." Yanque arrived last.

There is also a semicolon here? Wang Xuan was surprised, and underestimated this organization that mainly sells medicinal herbs and magical weapons, supplemented by entertainment. Is this all over the Pingtian Starfield?

"I see you are a bit worried, what's the matter?" Wang Xuan keenly noticed that among these people, Yan Que was in the worst state of mind, with a tired look on his face.

"I was soft-hearted at the beginning, but now... alas." He briefly mentioned some things.

After Wang Xuan heard about it, his hair stood on end on the spot, and he sighed secretly, the peaceful days were over, he had to travel far, away from here.