Immortal Creation

Ning Zhuo returned all the way and received all the rewards that he had not chosen before.

When he arrived at Room 2, he found that his soul power was not enough.

Every time he opens the door, he needs to sense my Buddha Heart Demonic Seal. This action requires a lot of soul power.

Ning Zhuo simply returned to the first level and finally got a breath of that spell.

"The name change is successful, but the soul power is almost exhausted. Why not do more experiments in Room 1 this time."

He chose a corner, put everything into the small fly box, and finally climbed in and closed the lid.

He sensed the mark of the trial disciple, and the next moment, his soul returned to his body smoothly.

"Smooth return! Very good." Ning Zhuo clenched his fist, heartily excited.

Previously, he had to consume almost all his soul power to passively enter and exit. Every time I come back, I have to heal and recuperate. It doesn’t matter if I feel bad, the key is that it delays things.

Now that he can take the initiative to return, this ensures that his state will not fall into the lowest point.

"My soul power has dropped to three points, but I can still move freely."

Ning Zhuo first took a few pills, then dressed up as a guest again and left through the teleportation array.

After a while, he opened the door of the underground cell and saw Han Ming.

When Han Ming heard the noise, he raised his head suddenly. When he saw the guest, he cursed him crazily, venting the boundless anger and hatred in his heart.

Ning Zhuo saw many tears on her face and couldn't help but sigh and listened quietly for a long time.

Han Ming was panting from the scolding and his face turned pale.

Taking advantage of this gap, Ning Zhuo controlled a dozen small mechanical puppets, climbed up Han Ming's body with water and food, and prepared to feed her one bite at a time.

Han Ming tightened his lips and refused to eat.

Although she didn't have the strength to curse, her eyes were staring at Ning Zhuo, as if she was breathing fire.

Ning Zhuo sighed softly: "You can't do this. If you don't eat or drink, you will die."

Han Ming suddenly showed a sarcastic and crazy smile: "Death? Hahaha!"

"It would be better to die than have my cultivation level taken away by you!"

"Keeper, are you a man? If so, let me go and let me fight you for three hundred rounds!"

"If I lose, I will be slaughtered by you and become a slave, no matter what. Even if I give you the essence of my soul, I will accept it."

"do you dare?!"

Ning Zhuo shook his head: "Why bother with this?"

As he spoke, he took out a set of machine needles.

Han Ming's pupils shrank suddenly.

A moment later, her miserable, high-pitched screams sounded again in the cell.

This time, Han Ming suffered more pain than the first time. Because Ning Zhuo not only extracted the essence of her soul, but also controlled her to eat and drink a lot of food.

Han Ming couldn't hold on anymore and passed out again.

Ning Zhuo commanded the little puppets to pull out the staff heads one by one, heal her wounds, and carefully apply the medicine on each wound.

Ning Zhuo's soul strength skyrocketed again, reaching an upper limit of about six times its original level.

Because of the previous loss of soul power, he currently only has three times the soul power reserve.

But it was enough for him to explore Lava Asgard again.

He returned to his residence and activated the "Trial Disciple" mark, only to find that he could not enter.

"Is there really a time limit?" Ning Zhuo had expected it and was very calm.

Immediately, he decided to test every other cup of tea and try to measure the accurate interval time.

During this time, he was not idle either.

He began to practice magic.

This time when he explored the Immortal Palace, he gained the most ever, and he directly obtained three spells.

A burst of energy, fire holding technique and wood grafting technique should be practiced carefully.

City Lord's Mansion.

The magic circle in the training room was operating, and the spiritual energy was so strong that it formed wisps of light clouds.

In the misty clouds, Meng Chong sat cross-legged, with electric light flashing all over his body.

After the success of San Gong, he immediately began to practice the Five Elements Qi Rhythm Jue.

The spiritual energy is directly drawn from the Immortal City Formation. It is purified from the majestic and mighty fire spiritual energy in the Fire Persimmon Mountain, and it flows continuously.

The elixirs are the inventory in the treasury of the city lord's palace, all of them are high-quality, and the quantities are large and sufficient.

There is also a super talent of running wildly and thundering. Every time it is turned on, Meng Chong's practice speed will soar!

The electric light suddenly dispersed, and Meng Chong suddenly opened his eyes, showing excitement: "I have reached the first level of Qi refining!"

"This kind of cultivation speed is more than ten times faster than what I was doing before."

"It's so refreshing. It's so refreshing."

"Running Thunder... turns out to be so useful! Why didn't I think of it before?"

"Oh, grandpa didn't even remind me."

"Ahem."

Meng Chong coughed a few times.

If you look closely, you will find that his face is haggard and there are some light blue bags under his eyes.

Meng Chong also knew his condition well.

Every time he activates the Rushing Thunder, his essence, energy, and spirit will be consumed at the same time.

"Master Mengchong, it's time for you to recuperate." The attendant's voice came from outside the training room.

"Yeah!" Meng Chong stood up decisively, took a few steps, and pushed the door open.

After a while, he came to the conditioning room and jumped directly into the medicine pool.

The yellow-brown potions in the medicine pool are all precious medicinal materials, carefully prepared, and have a strong almost foul smell.

Meng Chong jumped in, soaking himself while gulping down all kinds of spiritual food sent by the attendants.

After filling his belly with portions of spiritual food, he raised his neck and poured down two jars of medicinal wine. Finally, he took a few bottles of elixirs and ate them like peanuts.

As he ate, blood overflowed from his seven orifices.

The attendant nervously reminded: "Master Mengchong, it's almost done. You have taken too much supplements, and your body has reached its limit. It can't hold on any longer."

Mengchong laughed: "What are you afraid of? I am a talented person."

"Running like a thunderbolt!" He shouted.

The next moment, countless lightning flashes were released from his body again.

His talent helped him digest the medicine so fast.

His swollen belly calmed down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The full pool of medicine also quickly became clear, and soon, the smell of medicine was so light that it was almost inaudible.

Mengchong jumped out, full of energy again, and walked away quickly to the practice room.

"I will not stop for a moment, race against time, and go all out!"

"I must be the first person to enter the Lava Fairy Palace!"

"Grandpa, I will not let you down."

Mengchong fully released his nature, and his actions were vigorous, and his desire to practice was frighteningly strong.

Ning Zhuo's preliminary test had a result - three hours!

He entered the Lava Fairy Palace for the fourth time.

The puppet body and the small flying box that he had left in Room 1 were all cleaned up and disappeared.

This made him a little disappointed.

However, when he touched the door, he found that the rewards could be selected again.

Using the Buddha Heart Demon Seal, he took the three rewards in each door.

When he arrived at the preparation room, Ning Zhuo did not rush to break through, but looked at the various mechanism making tools and large and small mechanism pedestals in the preparation room, and fell into deep thought.