Yuantian

"哐~" The gate of Yanwu Hall was pushed open, and the outside world was still hazy, only a little light in the distance.

It was late at night.

"My lord, what's the matter?" Gu Ji, who had been sitting cross-legged in the pavilion beside him, opened his eyes.

"How long has it been since I entered?" Wu Yuan said softly.

"Half an hour." Gu Ji said.

"En." Wu Yuan nodded, turned around, closed the door, and the heavy door of Yanwu Hall closed again.

"Young master, this is it?" Gu Ji's calm eyes could not help but flash a trace of doubt.

Logically speaking, martial artists at the martial artist level already have a clearer perception of the passage of time.

Gu Ji did not think deeply.

As long as Wu Yuan is safe, he doesn't care about the rest.

... Inside the Martial Arts Hall, it was still dark.

"I obviously feel like I've slept for a long time, but it's only been half an hour?" Wu Yuan sat cross-legged and said to himself.

It was beyond his expectation.

He originally estimated that at least two or three hours had passed.

"Gao Yu said that you can only take two pills at a time for this concentration pill? And at least half a month should be taken between each two pills?" Wu Yuan stroked the jade bottle in his palm.

Normally speaking, Wu Yuan should not take it now.

But Wu Yuan also remembered that Gao Yu also said that after taking the Ningshen Pill, he would need to meditate for several days to recover.

"Now, I feel that my spirit is unprecedentedly strong, without any abnormalities." Wu Yuan murmured to himself, "In just half an hour, I seem to have completely digested the two Concentration Pills, which is different from what Gao Yu said."

Is Gao Yu wrong? Definitely right, this should be a summary of Heng Yunzong's accumulated experience.

However, Wu Yuan's situation obviously did not conform to these experiences.

"People's physiques are different. Most warriors are not very good at digesting the Concentration Pill, but I am very suitable for the Concentration Pill?" Wu Yuan speculated.

If it were ordinary treasures of heaven and earth, Wu Yuan would be cautious.

For example, when he used the spiritual liquid, he was very patient.

The Concentration Pill is different.

Its miraculous effect made Wu Yuan see the hope of opening the upper dantian palace in one fell swoop.

According to Gao Yu's instructions, it will take two or three months to swallow it!

Wu Yuan couldn't wait.

"If you can open the Shangdantian Palace a few months in advance?" Wu Yuan murmured, "The benefits are self-evident."

The golden period of physical development, every day is precious!

"Try!"

Wu Yuan thought over and over again, and finally decided to try again, but this time he did not swallow two pills, but chose to swallow one Concentration Pill.

Just like before.

The Concentration Pill entered his stomach, and instantly turned into waves of strange energy, pouring into his brain. Even though Wu Yuan was well prepared this time, he still couldn't stop it.

Not surprisingly, Wu Yuan quickly felt tired.

But this time, his strong willpower allowed him to hold on for a while before he lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.

same.

Unbeknownst to Wu Yuan, streams of blood-colored mysterious power were released from the upper dantian palace and gradually merged into his whole body.

It's just that the amount seems to be much less than the previous wave!

...

"Huh!" Wu Yuan woke up again, opened his eyes, and sensed the brain area immediately.

It's clearer!

The upper dantian palace became clearer in his consciousness speech.

God, it really became stronger.

No hesitation.

Push the door to the gate of Yanwu Hall.

"Uncle Ji, how long has it been since I opened the door to ask you the time?" Wu Yuan asked directly.

"About two quarters of an hour!" Gu Ji replied simply.

"Um."

"Bang~" The door closed immediately.

"My lord...are you stupid in cultivation?" Gu Ji frowned.

As dull and low-key as him, he felt that something was wrong with Wu Yuan.

Shaking his head, Gu Ji closed his eyes and meditated again.

The method he cultivates requires his heart to become extremely quiet!

...

"Based on this, a concentration pill will make me fall into a deep sleep for about half an hour?" Wu Yuan sat in the middle of the martial arts arena.

"As for me, it seems that my energy source is constantly refining the Concentration Pill, which makes my 'spirit' continue to grow, at least for now, there is no abnormality."

Wu Yuan poured out another Concentration Pill.

After thinking about it.

"Gudu!" Wu Yuan swallowed again.

This time, he stayed awake longer, but eventually fell into a deep sleep.

It seems a long time ago.

Wu Yuan regained consciousness again, and the first time he opened his eyes, he began to try, and his spirit became stronger as before.

And his spirit, there is still no abnormality.

So far, Wu Yuan no longer has much confusion and worry in his heart.

"Although I don't know the reason, it is obvious that my talent in the aspect of 'soul' is beyond ordinary people." Wu Yuan's eyes lit up.

Ten Concentration Pills? It was indeed a great gift from Hengyunzong to himself.

"Continue!" Wu Yuan chose to continue swallowing without hesitation.

Fifth...

The sixth...

The seventh...

finally!

When Wu Yuan swallowed the eighth Concentration Pill, his 'God' had grown to an extremely strong level, much stronger than before taking the Concentration Pill.

This time, he finally resisted the sense of fatigue. Even though his consciousness became extremely blurred, he did not completely lose consciousness after all.

And with that strange force pouring into my mind!

Wu Yuan finally clearly felt the rapid growth of his own "soul", and his perception of the whole world became more unusual and sharper unconsciously.

on the other hand.

"This is? This energy?" Wu Yuan clearly sensed that trace of strange blood-colored energy, which seemed to be deeply transforming his own flesh and bones.

This was something he hadn't noticed before.

This strange ability comes quickly, goes quickly, and dissipates quickly.

for a long time.

Wu Yuan just woke up completely from that dazed state, and recalled all the things just now.

"That strange bloody energy? Is it gushing out from the upper dantian palace?" Wu Yuan was full of confusion and amazement.

Shangdantian Palace, too mysterious!

Wu Yuan knew too little about it.

But Wu Yuan had a vague feeling that although his physical strength hadn't increased, he seemed to be more energetic than before!

Wu Yuan did not rashly swallow the ninth Concentration Pill, but began to 'introspect' himself, feeling his muscles and bones step by step.

His god is much stronger than before, and his inner vision is much clearer.

able to penetrate to a more microscopic level.

"Huh? Some of the subtle dark wounds that were difficult to repair in the past, there is no one left, and all of them have been repaired?" Wu Yuan sensed further, and quickly noticed more things wrong: "Not only repaired these small dark wounds."

"My previous body was full of muscles and bones. I clearly feel that the strengthening has been raised to the extreme. I have to slowly 'raise' it for a period of time to get a stronger foundation before I can practice "Tiger and Leopard Bone Training" to temper my body."

"But now, why do you feel that there is still room for improvement? And it doesn't seem to damage the potential?" Wu Yuan judged this situation.

He is a little confused!

How can it be?

Although it was unbelievable, Wu Yuan understood in his heart.

Just now, the mysterious force gushing out from the upper dantian palace seemed to have transformed his body from the very source level, enhancing the potential of his body!

The increase is not large, but the meaning it contains is extremely profound. .

"Is this, evolution towards... the most perfect body?" Wu Yuan muttered to himself.

The most perfect body refers to cultivating from the youngest child, every step is cultivated to the extreme, and the most perfect body is created step by step.

But this has always existed only in theory.

But now, thinking of the mysterious force just now, Wu Yuan actually saw a glimmer of possibility of his own realization.

The premise is that this bloody mysterious power is enough!

"Try again." Wu Yuan chose to take the ninth Concentration Pill. This time, it was easier for him to resist the feeling of fatigue.

Consciousness is also more lucid.

But to Wu Yuan's surprise, this time, the mysterious blood-red power was not released from the upper dantian palace.

"Is it exhausted?" Wu Yuan felt a little lost in his heart.

"my God?"

At the same time, Wu Yuan noticed that after taking the Ningshen Pill this time, his strength seemed to be much weaker, as if he was about to grow to the limit.

On the other hand.

"Go to Dantian Palace." Wu Yuan's spiritual consciousness gathered in his brain, and he tried his best to sense the hazy location.

Do your best, want to feel completely clear!

finally.

"boom!"

Wu Yuan only felt a strange explosion in his mind, as if he had broken the shackles of his life, bursts of joy involuntarily surged in his heart.

Immediately, Wu Yuan's 'god' sensed a mysterious place!

Obscure and vast! Boundless!

There is no distinction between top and bottom.

There is no difference between right and left.

In the middle of this vast and vast land, a tall and simple black tower is floating, exuding an ancient and vast atmosphere!

Wisps of thin blood-colored mist are surrounding the black tower.

"This black tower...it's it!" Wu Yuan was extremely shocked when he sensed this majestic black tower.

With a familiar appearance, it was as if a flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and many guesses arose in an instant.

"Could it be, is it the reason why I came to Middle-earth?"