My construction materials are weird

"What? He still hasn't agreed?"

Inside the Nanshi Martial Arts Hall, Jin Ning was reporting the situation.

"Yes, Xuan Huang said he needs another week."

The bearded Wu Gang frowned and pondered, saying, "Did you really sense the pressure of a spiritual master from him?"

"Yes, Hall Master."

Jin Ning replied, "Unlike the cold sense of crisis from a spiritual master, Xuan Huang also has a kind of feeling that makes people want to worship him, and being by his side gives off a sense of clarity."

"Approaching the Dao? Impossible."

Wu Gang recalled the feeling he had when he met an old man at headquarters.

"I understand. Is there anything else?" Wu Gang asked.

He planned to take some time to go see for himself. How could spending ten days on the mountain become such a mystery?

"…No, Hall Master."

Jin Ning struggled for a moment, but didn't mention the visualization diagram that Xuan Huang had given him.

"Alright, go ahead and get busy. The day after tomorrow morning, I'll go with you to take a look."

"Okay."

Jin Ning breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

His only goal now is to make his will extraordinary.

He's not in a hurry for anything else. He needs patience, and he needs to take his time.

At this moment, he was holding a large piece of scale armor stripped from the centipede demon, constantly releasing the void blade's dissolving ability.

Until the centipede demon's scale armor was dissolved into liquid, and then devoured by the void blade, in order to enhance the quality of the void blade.

The void blade is the only weapon that Xuan Huang has forged from a real object.

Unlike the Guixu Millstone, the Tongtian Jianmu, and the Heaven and Earth Furnace, those three don't need to add materials to enhance them before they give birth to their true intent.

During the period of condensing their true intent, they will constantly absorb the power of creation from heaven and earth as the true intent continues to take shape.

They are a kind of non-man-made object, a creation of heaven and earth.

The material condensed by this power of creation is the most suitable material for their realization.

To make an analogy, it's like those primordial spiritual treasures, self-incubating.

It should be noted that it's not to say that they don't need materials at all.

If there are suitable materials that can speed up the incubation, that's naturally good.

It's just that it's okay if there aren't any. It's just that the self-incubation will be a little slower.

The void blade is different. It was bestowed intent by Xuan Huang's small world. It first had a real object, and then slowly gave birth to true intent through quality.

That is, the better the material, the faster the progress.

And without materials, progress will stop.

Therefore, whenever there are good materials, Xuan Huang will let it devour and improve itself.

Currently, the best material is the strange. The centipede doesn't count as strange, but it's also at the extraordinary level, which is a very good material.

Unless Xuan Huang is willing to let the void blade devour the Strange Dream Brush.

"Whoosh—"

After Xuan Huang's day of effort, plus the blessing of the small world, he finally dissolved the centipede scale armor into liquid.

Removing impurities, the essence was absorbed by the void blade.

On the originally pitted blade surface, a layer of flowing light moved, constantly making up for the essence of the void blade.

Until it was completely absorbed.

Looking at the void blade, the most direct feeling was that it had become heavier, and its hardness had also increased.

"It would be best to encounter a blade-type strange, so that the void blade can dissolve and absorb it."

"But this requires opportunity."

"Clang clang clang—"

Xuan Huang tapped the void blade, "You better pray for yourself. If you're lucky enough to encounter some suitable strange, otherwise you'll be very different from your three buddies!"

Putting away the long blade, Xuan Huang simply ate a little dinner.

The moon hung high, everything was silent, only the howling north wind swept through the mountains and forests.

Occasionally, the cry of an unknown animal came.

If there were no strange, this would be a beautiful world.

This world is not much different from Earth in his previous life, and Xuan Huang would adapt very well.

Without strange, his parents would be there, with a small courtyard worth four or five million, and several million in savings.

Xuan Huang could completely be a: humble but not obsequious, calm and unhurried, perhaps life should have been such a happy young man.

Staying away from involution, seeking the true nature, settling the mind, and being the gentleman that the ancients spoke of.

Finding his other half, supporting each other and sharing fate, and striving to turn love into the 'affection' forged by two people.

Perhaps it would be very beautiful.

Unfortunately!

Hurriedly, hastily, how could life be like this?

Damn it!

…

Back on the bed in the safe house, Xuan Huang sat cross-legged.

Inside the consciousness space, the centipede demon, divided into three segments, was within it.

Today, Xuan Huang's purpose was to raise his will to the limit of the ninth layer.

Grinding that layer of extraordinary barrier until it was about to break through, and then holding his breath, patiently waiting for tomorrow to leap into it.

After all, it was the first time in this world, although the deduction was incomparably perfect, but as a pioneer, and with sufficient conditions, it was better to be cautious.

It was only a day's difference.

Using one segment of the centipede demon's three segments, the sufficient essence of qi and blood was exhausted in his repeated tempering.

There was even some left over, and in a flash of inspiration, it was pressed into the flesh by the limit will.

"Boom!"

"11,000 kilograms of brute force?"

Xuan Huang found that his physical body had actually reached 11,000 kilograms of brute force.

Man's calculations are not as good as heaven's. He thought that 10,000 kilograms of brute force was the limit of the mortal body, but he actually broke through the limit in a flash of inexplicable inspiration.

"Is this the limit break?"

"The super-self ultimately has a limit. The secrets of heaven and earth, to what extent a person can achieve, ultimately do not depend on people."

"That's good."

Xuan Huang was not frustrated by exceeding his own prediction.

He hoped that more of this kind of good unpredictability would come.

Innate conditions such as his, extraordinary divine soul, small world, etc., can be relied upon as support, but cannot be completely relied upon.

To aspire to be a creator of the Dao, one cannot have a closed mind.

One cannot have a narrow-minded feeling of self-satisfaction.

One needs to open one's heart, accept all kinds of accidents, and then step on accidents and crises to achieve greater heights.

Now, the accidental limit break is very good. It's better to come early than late.

Breaking his own 'arrogant' cognition, turning it into firewood to forge his stronger will.

"It can still improve, reaching 12,000 kilograms of brute force."

"With such flesh and blood brute force as the source, when I open up the qi sea and spring, it will be even more powerful."

Collecting his mind, it was already dawn.

The mentally refreshed Xuan Huang walked out of the safe house.

During this period, he received a call from his cousin, saying that he had completely recovered recently. After Xuan Huang took away the love letter that day, he really didn't have any more strange dreams.

Xuan Huang didn't point it out, and said that's good.

His cousin gratefully asked: When will he come down the mountain to eat at home? Aunt has asked many times.

Xuan Huang said, soon, soon.

At nine o'clock…

Jin Ning also said to him: If there is nothing extremely important, go down the mountain as soon as possible. Tomorrow, Vice Hall Master Wu Gang will come here to inquire in person.

Xuan Huang said it didn't matter, thinking: You will be even more shocked when you come here tomorrow.

After continuing to exchange visualization diagrams with spiritual rhymes with Jin Ning, Jin Ning sent Xuan Huang ten bottles of Great Return Pills.

He said it was to thank Xuan Huang for the visualization diagram.

He had nothing to help Xuan Huang with, and could not repay him, so he could only exchange his points and savings for Great Return Pills.

Although not precious, it was the best he could currently offer.

Some time ago, Xuan Huang asked him to bring Great Return Pills, and he thought that Xuan Huang needed this thing.

Xuan Huang did not refuse either, refusing would discourage him, it was better to accept it.

Jin Ning was very happy, and then he left.

A new day begins.

During the day, Xuan Huang continued to use the centipede demon scale armor to improve the quality of the void blade.

A busy day passed.

In the evening, he emptied his mind and made it as calm as water.

Inside the consciousness space, everything was ready.

All the remaining centipede demon flesh and blood began to be decomposed, dissolved, and tempered…

Until only the pure blood energy used as firewood was put into the furnace.

"Breaking through the extraordinary with will is today."

A cluster of will with spirituality condensed and began to be tempered by the raging furnace.

With sufficient firewood, Xuan Huang gritted his teeth and persevered.

I don't know how long it took.

Like a loud noise that opened up the heavens and the earth.

The originally invisible and intangible will finally broke out of its cocoon and became a butterfly.

Condensing into a cloud of mist, following Xuan Huang's guidance, it passed through the mist and entered the lower dantian.

With the will formed, Xuan Huang could look inside his body.

"Open!"

Boom—

Only to see the dark and distant dantian qi sea, as if struck by lightning, the originally intangible space, the sound of shattering came.

In the perception of the mind, an empty and boundless world appeared.

This is the dantian qi sea that Xuan Huang opened up.

Everyone has it, can perceive it, can use it, and needs to cultivate it.

Only to see a cloud of mist floating in the empty dantian, although it is small, it does have an unnamed ability.

Although the entire qi sea is vast and boundless, it is controlled by the will like rain and mist.

Representing that everything in this qi sea is dominated by will.

It is the beginning of my will representing the will of heaven.

If there is no will dominating, under the twisted will of heaven in this world, once the qi and blood in the qi sea reach a certain level, that is, the extraordinary boundary, it will riot and distort.

The qi sea is also the existence of the laws in the operation of heaven and earth.

In a normal world, although the qi sea and dantian can be opened up and used by cultivators.

But the essential framework cornerstone is the law under the operation of heaven's will.

The framework cornerstone of Xuan Huang's dantian, however, is his own will.

In this way, it will not be distorted, because it can break away from the framework of heaven's will.

The simplest analogy: the code system belongs to others, and now others want to decouple, and will not let you use it.

You can only build it yourself, even if it is very simple, you can control it after all, and you are not afraid of decoupling.