Above the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Lu woke up slowly, opened his eyes as if he was in another world, and stared blankly for a few breaths in confusion. With a bitter smile, he casually checked his own situation.

"Huh?"

He was stunned for a moment. What was going on? He couldn't help but be full of questions?

The cultivation of the late Nascent Soul suddenly soared to the Nascent Soul Great Perfection, and was only one and a half steps away from the highest peak of the Transformation of the Spirit in this world.

And what's more magical is that in the past eleven years, without even a single Kuiniu Divine Pill, the hidden acupoints were opened again without any signs, and the number reached 643.

Is this the perfect portrayal of surviving a great disaster and having good fortune in the future?

The white and fat little Nascent Soul in his body looked smart and plump, a little bigger than before, surrounded by a mysterious halo of flowing light, becoming very different from before. Such a surprising change also made him puzzled.

With the inexplicable surge of the Nascent Soul, it has great benefits for the refinement and improvement of the natal magic weapon and other spiritual treasures.

The deep blue spirit sword, the green bird, the four-sided Dingtian Ding, and the sleeping little green who didn't know when to wake up all settled down safely in the Nascent Soul. As for the gourd guy, although he picked up a life on the mysterious island, he didn't know where he was.

He understood that the human body is a world, containing endless secrets, even if he spent his whole life, he might not be able to explore them. The gourd must be hidden in an unknown secret place in his body, on the one hand to prevent people from the upper world from capturing its breath, and on the other hand to protect himself, so as not to cause a great disaster for him.

Putting aside the gourd, the six-star arched moon blade that accompanied him for nearly 800 years, which made him heartbroken, was separated from him forever, unless it entered the Emperor's collection again, but he was as clear as a mirror, and the chance of such a thing was very small.

Could it be possible to create the natal magic weapon again?

No, never!

Wang Lu flatly denied this idea.

Without the Seven Blades, he would not be who he is today. Even if he kills enemies with his bare hands in this life, he will not look for another life-long magic weapon.

This is not only a promise to the Six-Star Arching Moon Blade, but also his obsession and love.

Only when you are extremely affectionate can you reach love!

At this time, the mana surged by more than two times, the spiritual consciousness increased by 60%, the black light in the body was thick and dense, and the body seemed to contain inexhaustible and powerful power.

Wang Lu was confident that once the Sky-supporting Stick was restored, the loss of the Six-Star Arching Moon Blade could be made up.

With the rapid increase of his cultivation and the vigorous burst of strength, he clearly knew that he finally had the capital to compete with the general mid-stage God-transforming top powerhouses.

Returning to the sect, he could immediately become a sect master and pavilion master who was admired and feared by people.

As for why his strength had surged across the board, in his opinion, it might be closely related to the more than 500 kinds of spiritual materials he had devoured crazily.

After all, the ancient things are extremely rare. The reason why there is such a great enhancement is that the magical "unknown things" contained in the ancient things themselves must be a key link.

In order to preserve the ancient things to this day, after thinking about it, there may be no other one in the world except the mysterious island isolated from the world built by the incomparable Da Kun Da Peng.

In this case, the breathtaking ruby ​​that he violently broke the mangrove in the Red Realm of the Relics is not an ancient thing, but another existence.

Otherwise, why would the Overlord go far away? As long as all the mangroves in the Red Realm are uprooted, wouldn't it become the ancient treasure he dreamed of?

It's not that mangroves are not as good as ancient spiritual materials. In his opinion, the two have different properties and uses. Spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums have their own merits.

This is a puzzle that sinks under the water. Perhaps only when his cultivation and strength reach a certain height can he solve the puzzle.

Although the Emperor's treasury didn't bring any amazing treasures, it was of great significance to him.

First of all, he finally sent the Ghost King to the Western Paradise, not only to avenge the Fourth Elder and the entire Donghua Pavilion, but also to vindicate the innocent souls who were devoured by him, which made him feel relieved and could be regarded as a good thing for the people of the world.

Secondly, the return of the Tyrant, which he had planned for eternity, was blocked by himself.

He understood that in addition to the owner of the South China Sea, he once again established a super enemy, but what could he do?

When he got the Immortal Vine Gourd, he had long been remembered and eliminated by the invincible existence of at least "Cangxu", and it was far more than that. Since he practiced "Kui Niu Treading on the Sky", the boundless world of the world and the high and deep upper world or the legendary fairyland, only existed for him to practice?

In addition, if he wants to reach the peak, he will have to face "those people" sooner or later. Only then will it be a real life-and-death duel. If he is not careful, his soul will be scattered.

In the end, his gains are not small!

The unbreakable hidden acupoint alone is a gift from heaven. His intuition tells him that perhaps there will never be a monster with Kuiniu blood in this world. If the idea comes true, he can no longer refine the Kuiniu magic pill. How to open the hidden acupoint?

Secondly, the ruby ​​transformed from the unique mangrove, Song Fengyu Shenlong can only return to the sect and find ways to let Senior Brother Tian inject it into the Sky-supporting Stick. With the integration of this stone, under the blessing of huge power, a stick is blasted out, breaking the stone and defeating ten skills.

Moreover, the opportunity obtained by Zi Jiu is also unfathomable.

Before it fell asleep, the remaining soul of the purple demon butterfly was pitifully small, but when it was refined, it would make it remember some very ancient and particularly important memory fragments. Of course, the realm improvement was inevitable, and he happily said that he might reach the peak of the eighth level from the sixth level, and then he fell asleep contentedly.

What else could he say? Of course, he was extremely happy and extremely happy.

There is also a very important point. Although the Tyrant committed a heinous and cruel crime, his attainments in the Great Dao of Space are extremely profound.

Over the years, starting from the Silver Palace, the Tianyun Secret Realm, the Kujiang Secret Realm, and then returning to the time and space intersection of the Six Symbols Gate, the Corner of the South China Sea, the mysterious island, and the previous Emperor's collection, as well as the reconstruction of "Zongyue Yunjian", all kinds of insights, hard-won, he has a superficial understanding of the Great Dao of Space.

For some reason, a voice told Wang Lu strongly and repeatedly that the understanding of the Great Dao of Space is related to a certain important node in the future.

Retracting his thoughts, there are only seven ancient spiritual materials left in the storage bag, so they must be kept tightly. This is a good thing that is hard to come by and must not be wasted easily.

Looking at the seven lonely jade boxes, they were crowded and lively before.

"Hehe."

Wang Lu smiled. Fortunately, he left ten for his Nanhai League Sanye Sword Sect. In order to repay the strong support of the Cui Sect where the second elder Changqing is, he gave two pieces, Taishanxing and Xiaoyaozi two each. Otherwise, they might all be used up on the Tyrant Statue.

"Swish."

Put away the three old friends of the formation that have accompanied him for hundreds of years and carefully put them away.

Now it's time to leave.