Beyond the Divine States Chapter 80: : The abyss under the dragon pillar

The aura in the hidden peak is extremely abundant, suitable for practice.

This is due to the simple law of aura convergence-the density of spiritual power in a certain place is determined by the number and realm of ascetics. The higher the number and realm, the easier the aura will converge here.

This is also the reason why practitioners in the world want to establish sect practice.

Zongmen is a gathering place for cultivators, so the amount of spiritual energy is far more than other places, so the stronger the sect, the easier it is to train powerful disciples, and Ning Qinshui is like a casual cultivator. The whole life of cultivating the Taoism is nothing more than a fair and proper fairyland.

Ning Changjiu naturally does not think about whether he is qualified to practice in Hidden Peak. Since he can come, it means he is qualified to practice here.

He took the bag of Lingguo Pills, found an empty cave, and sat in.

Ning Changjiu meditated while taking medicine. In the sea of ​​qi that had been almost exhausted, the moist spiritual mist was gradually engulfed. The mist climbed up the blood veins a little bit, trying to squeeze one out of the clogged or broken spiritual veins. Make a living.

This process is several times faster than in the inner peak.

This is his unique treatment as an outside disciple.

Sitting for a while, Ning Changjiu turned to sit down.

Because he found that the aura will sink when there is enough, so the position close to the ground can absorb more aura in the same time.

Anyway, now that no one is watching, he is lying on the ground carelessly, greedily absorbing every wisp of pure spiritual energy, and then using his body as a furnace to refine them into his own spiritual power, which is stored in Zi In the air of the house.

He waited until the Lingguo Pill was consumed and the spiritual energy absorbed by his body was almost saturated, then he sat up from the ground and let out a long suffocating breath.

Ning Chang pondered for a while, and set up a small flying formation with stones beside him, to avoid strange people coming to plot against him, and he could leave at any time.

Forget the time, Xiaoling will probably go back to the room. He drew a small flying formation and found an overlapping formation in the sea of ​​consciousness, thinking like a hook, grabbed it suddenly, and pulled the whole body. Up.

Oh.

In the book pavilion, Ning Changjiu's footsteps landed gently, and he looked around. Fortunately, this place was remote and didn't pass by.

"Just in case, I'd better prepare a blindfold here in the future." Ning Changjiu planned out where he appeared, silently thinking about the right formation.

There was another slight voice of conversation in the ear.

"Junior Sister, don't forget it."

"What kind of magic do you think Na Ning Changjiu has? So many methods can be avoided one by one?"

"Will he be secretly hiding..."

"Probably not. I ran into him at the gate of the sword hall before and tried a little bit. He is weak and does not seem to be a fake."

"Could it be that her junior sister saw through our methods and kept helping him secretly? It is said that people with innate spirits have much more sensitive senses and intuitions."

"It is possible..."

Ning Changjiu listened to their conversation and smiled indifferently, thinking that the three of them used this place as a secret meeting place? It's a coincidence, but "separated by a wall" from myself.

He doesn't care too much about these small calculations among the same class.

It was the first time he encountered such a thing. Out of curiosity and fun, he teased them deliberately.

Of course, he doesn't worry that this little girl will continue to suffer damage. Anyway, if the organs are exhausted, it will not be him who will be beaten.

"Before being beaten in front of so many people, I was ashamed... When I looked back, I saw Ning Changjiu laughing at me. He was an outside disciple, but he was kind to Master and happened to Understand such trivial things as literacy, why dare to be so arrogant."

"Junior sister, this matter is our provocation first. Junior sister Xiaoling and Junior Brother Changjiu have not really done anything extraordinary."

"Shut up! Your elbow keeps turning out!"

"All right, let's go, sister, what do you want to do next, brother Weiran won't help you, brother Yunze is all about the sister!"

"I...I haven't figured it out yet, anyway, I can't let him go easily!"

"Sit down, sister, I'll pour you a glass of water, let's discuss the plan slowly."

Le Rou stroked her skirt along her thighs. When she was about to touch the chair surface, she was silent for a while, her movements stopped, and she didn't know what she was thinking of, and suddenly furious: "I...I don't Sit."

She walked away quickly after saying this sentence.

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Inner peak, the promenade is quiet, and the lights are faintly bright.

In Ning Changjiu's room, the conversation sounded slightly.

"Brother, I remember that the rules of the door said that only the mental method of the same door is allowed. The one you taught me is unique, but if it is discovered, is it really okay?"

"Isn't it still mentioned in the door rules? The peak owner can freely change the door rules. In the future, the junior sisters will work hard to become the peak owner."

"Um..." Ning Xiaoling was startled, and said with a wry smile: "Brother's expectations of me are really high."

Ning Changjiu said: "In short, brother will not harm you, just follow me."

"Is there a name for this method of breathing out aura?" Ning Xiaoling asked.

Ning Changjiu said: "Daomen Hidden Breath Technique."

Ning Xiaoling nodded and said: "How long does it take to learn this?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Soon, when you try the sword in the spring, you should be able to merge, and I will teach you more later."

Ning Xiaoling said: "I just listen to my brother."

Ning Changjiu suddenly asked: "You are not pushed and bullied by the same door on weekdays, are you?"

Ning Xiaoling shook her head and said: "No."

Ning Changjiu said: "If you are bullied, remember to tell the brother, don't hide it."

Ning Xiaoling hmmed slightly, looked at him worriedly, and asked: "Brother, how are you in your practice recently?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Of course it's a thousand miles, Qingyun goes straight up..."

Ning Xiaoling interrupted his words and sighed: "Brother, don't lie."

Ning Changjiu also grabbed a smile, sighed softly, and said: "Practice well, don't worry too much about other things."

Ning Xiaoling nodded and said: "From then on, when the sword star is on the summit, let's go together and choose two next to each other."

Ning Changjiu looked out the window, his gaze seemed to come to the peak of Tianku, and saw the silently floating sword stars, after a while, he nodded gently: "Okay."

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In the calm years, there have been a few more snowfalls on Tianku Peak.

On the Yuntai Sword Field, dozens of cold lights broke through the snow and the clouds, like electric snakes that pierced the sky, crisscrossing the Yuntai.

After the tour of the sword, Lu Jiajia commented on Feijian one by one. Ning Xiaoling didn't know if it was intentional. The sword always wandered between catching up and not catching up, barely squeezing a crane in the front row. tail.

These days, Le Rou tried Ning Changjiu several times, but the methods were a little more cautious, but they were resolved by Ning Changjiu one by one. Over time, she also gave up, instead putting her mind on the cultivation way. In the future, the sword test will completely defeat Ning Xiaoling's preparations.

Today, Yuntai Youjian, although she still couldn't keep up all the way, she moved up two places in the ranking, and could vaguely catch up with Ning Xiaoling.

This makes her quite excited.

Ning’s long life didn’t have too many disturbances. He woke up early to accompany his younger sister in the morning class, and then sarcastically said a few words with Lu Yuanbai on the way to Shuge. After arriving at Shuge, he occasionally met with Master Yan Zhou. Talking, but most of the time, Master Yan Zhou was sleeping.

For the application of that small flying array, he has become more and more adept, and he has not even used stones, and then points out a few points with his spiritual power, which can also simulate a temporarily usable array.

When entering the hidden peak, the most important thing is naturally the "wool" of Nan Cheng.

Ning Changjiu never returned the jade medal to Nan Cheng, and Nan Cheng did not ask for it because he did not need it for the time being. Out of guilt, Ning Changjiu told Nan Cheng about the difficulties every day. Some illusory avenue scenery painted him some pie.

After all, Ning Changjiu had a very high state in his previous life, and the magnificent picture scroll was really literally laid out in front of him for him to enjoy, so he described these familiar roads, often speaking with Nan Cheng's eyes hot and full of admiration.

After taking care of Nan Cheng, he calmly fetched the spirit fruit and pills. The elders who watched the treasure house saw him coming at this point every day. He couldn't move, and he couldn't help but admire him. He thought this was really hard work and hard work. A genius boy of, he has such a great control over the resources of monasticism at a young age, and he seems to be younger than Nan Cheng, and he can actually get a C-shaped jade medal. It seems that Lu Jiajia has picked up a treasure again. what.

Ning Changjiu himself couldn't tell whether his path of cultivation was smooth or bumpy.

His spiritual energy refining speed is extremely fast, so fast, as if his body is a natural gas refining furnace.

But after those pure spiritual powers were refined into the sea of ​​qi, they turned into the sea like a mud cow, and they couldn't fill up this bottomless pit-like spiritual sea.

He calculated that at the speed of refining aura, if an ordinary person is an ordinary person, he can come to the photogenic in Xuan Xuan in ten days.

And he...he is not sure if he is considered to be in the Xuan.

Generally speaking, if you are a person with innate spirit physique, after entering the Profound Realm, the innate true spirit will be formed in the Purple Mansion on its own, but if he has entered the Profound, then why there is no sign of the birth of the innate spirit ?

He closed his eyes, looked into the sea of ​​breath with the knowledge of the sea, and sighed while looking at the pitch-black field with almost no fluctuations in spiritual power.

"Jingwei is nothing more than reclaiming the sea..."

As expected of me.

The strength of spiritual power depends on two points. One is the refinement of the spiritual energy. That is the arrow on the bowstring. The arrow is the refined spiritual energy. The purer the better, the sharper it is. The second is one's own realm. To what extent you can pull the bow and string depends on your own arm strength. This arm strength is the realm.

For the same arrow, the limit of ordinary people is only to break the stone and crack the armor, and the ascetic kills people more than a hundred miles with one arrow. The true **** in the legend can even destroy the city and shoot the sun, and the tide of the sea can break the sky. Feat.

Those who rely on are all realms.

At this moment, even though Ning Changjiu is still far away from the sea of ​​qi that filled him, he has already refined enough aura. Refining to these days when Nancheng meditated, I felt that the aura in the hidden peak seemed inexplicably thinner.

But his realm at this moment is not enough for him to use this large amount of spiritual power to exert its true power.

"At best, you can compete with Tongxian."

Ning Changjiu's palm was slightly bent, and a small, crystal-clear sword was condensed between his five fingers with spiritual power. The small sword was fluctuating in his palm. He stared at it for a long time before he came to this conclusion.

Before entering the Xuan, he was rivaling Tongxian. When such things of the fantasy world came to him, it was just a sigh of dissatisfaction.

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After completing his practice today, Ning Changjiu got up and brushed his clothes, intending to leave, but suddenly remembered something, and silently walked to the center of the hidden peak.

The abyss-like space is like a deep sea, and the Dragon Pillar is a tower to the sky in the middle of the sea.

Ning Changjiu stood on the edge of the cliff, just like when he first came here, the beating of his heart accelerated slightly.

He clutched his chest, wondering whether this feeling was good or bad.

He blinked, aura gathered, covering his eyes, instantly sharp.

He looked down, the dead mist rolled in a continuous gray and black, still hard to see through. And the abyss stretched out countless tentacles as if he was awakened when he peeped through his sword eyes, and then all other scenery faded from his pupils, and the thick fog covered everything. Before the fall came true, Ning Changjiu immediately closed his eyes. After a while, blood leaked from the corners of his eyes.