Above the Immortal Cultivation

Why is there a concept of ten thousand feet per breath?

That is most likely the fastest speed except for the Great Dao of Space.

To reach ten thousand feet per breath, not only the strength needs to be further improved, but also "Crossing the Clouds" needs to open up more than a hundred acupoints and a dozen meridians to make it possible.

It is hard to imagine that when you have such a high speed, you can kill people in the blink of an eye, and even the opponent has not felt the pain, and the life has left him.

"Hah!"

A soft voice shook out.

The afterimage was in the same place, but in fact, the person had jumped to 3,500 feet away.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."

Wang Lu strode quickly, jumping balls like the sun and the moon, like a wisp of breeze, like an electric wire, as fast as thunder and faster than lightning.

Without the blessing of a strong body, the body did not feel any tearing pain. Could this be the supreme understanding of the Great Dao of Space by the Dharma Dao cultivators?

He had a faint understanding that if the strength was fully restored, 3,500 feet would not be the limit.

Hehehehehe

Wang Lu's face was filled with a brilliant smile. With this speed, as long as he didn't meet those peerless warriors comparable to Ximen Gan, he could easily defeat them, or even send them to the west.

Wang Lu was running like lightning, continuously, based on his magic power, stepping on the void, leaping 3,500 feet, and quickly escaping towards Xiqi, which was close to the Great Wilderness.

Almost no one or anything could sense his flying and escaping and capture him.

Wang Lu estimated that he and Duan Zhi were sent to the Great Wilderness, 1.5 billion miles away from Xiqi. At his speed of snapping fingers day and night, it would take at least two years and one month to return to the sphere of influence of Jigong.

Anyway, it's like this, can it be changed?

Maybe it was his forced interference with the transmission that made Bai Yang and Qin Hui unable to lock them, so even if it was so far away, he didn't care, because this was the real escape.

Fifteen billion miles, how should I put it? It's the depths of the Great Wilderness, too far away. If you want to say the edge, it's far away from the edge, so it's very uncomfortable.

At such a distance, there are also wild beasts, but the probability of their appearance is relatively small.

As for treasures, there are more or less, suitable for the strong men in the early and middle stages of the Spiritualization to come and explore.

The Nascent Soul stage simply does not have the strength to spend ten years riding on flying treasures. Those treasures are dispensable and useless to the peerless masters in the late stage of the Spiritualization.

Fortunately, the environment in which they grow determines their uniqueness. Reluctantly, the masters in the early and middle stages of the Spiritualization are willing to come for it.

Wang Lu also imagined whether there would be any of them who had a flying treasure that was as fast as a snap of the fingers. If so, he could take it and use it, and then he could rest assured to study and comprehend his own skills and magical powers.

He is too short of time now.

Although the idea is good, it is extremely difficult to do.

The wilderness is vast, and searching for people is like looking for a needle in a haystack. What makes people more suspicious and worried is that there are very few treasures that can move at the speed of a finger snap. So far, even he has only seen it once, which is the gift "Dream Cloud Ride" given by Senior Brother Tian for his wedding with Chen Yaer.

In view of this, it is better to work hard and conscientiously instead of searching everywhere.

Although one cannot do two things at the same time during flight, seeing is believing, and it can truly reflect the beauty of the world, the beauty of the sun, the moon, the stars, and the beauty of all things.

Wang Lu threw away his distracting thoughts and headed eastward unswervingly.

Time slipped away unknowingly, and a year passed in a blink of an eye.

Wang Lu was a little tired.

He casually flew to a towering tree, a branch that two people could hug, and under the cover of dense leaves, accompanied by a strange smell of grass and wood, he slept with his clothes on and soon fell asleep.

He is a human, not a god, and he will be tired even if he has seven emotions and six desires.

In his dream, he returned to his childhood and saw his parents and master...

He practiced drawing talismans alone...

Five days later, Wang Lu woke up, rubbed his eyes, and moved his magic power. The leaves parted in unison, revealing a sky full of moving stars.

After staring blankly for a long time, Wang Lu disappeared in a flash.

He set out on the road back to Xiqi again.

Along the way, he crossed mountains and ridges, crossed plains and crossed rivers, and the sun rose and the moon set, accompanied by the stars and the morning breeze.

When he was tired, he would sleep for three or five days or meditate for three or five days.

When he encountered mountains and rivers with beautiful scenery, he would stop to watch, or even fly over them.

He was no longer anxious, and calmly felt everything that the world gave him...

Five years passed in a flash.

On the green bird, a huge city with a radius of ten thousand miles was in sight.

Wang Lu put away the green bird, jumped up, and in a few flashes, he had quietly passed through the long queue waiting to enter the city without attracting anyone's attention.

Even the man on the tower who was guarding the tower and was at the peak of the middle stage of the transformation of the spirit in the Jigong Palace was unaware of it.

After five years of long journey, Wang Lu's speed has improved again. Although it is only a humble 100 feet, it is increasingly difficult to reach the speed of a finger snap.

Along the way, he relied on the acupuncture points and meridians operated by the deeper analysis of "Crossing the Clouds" and combined with the dual deduction and perception of the endless light of the palace, he once again broke through his own limits and once again determined the twenty-three tiny acupuncture points and two thin meridians that "Crossing the Clouds" would operate next.

As long as the physical body recovers, when all the acupuncture points and meridians are connected, his speed will reach the middle level of the speed of a finger snap.

Wang Lu is looking forward to it.