Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 182: Ancient monument
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A bright light burst out from the fortieth floor of the Ascending Sky Tower, spreading like ripples in all directions, and the powerful sword energy shot directly ten miles away.
The crowd within ten miles of the Climbing Tower suddenly felt a powerful sword aura coming, and their hearts trembled, and they looked up!
As soon as I looked at it, I was shocked to discover the abnormal change of the Dengtian Tower!
"What is that?"
"How powerful is the sword spirit?"
The four elders under the tower were the first to react, and were overjoyed, their bodies rose into the sky, and the four people fell with eight palms at the same time, and a light curtain appeared and enveloped the sword energy.
The powerful sword aura suddenly disappeared in less than three breaths, causing everyone to speculate, but ascending to the sky tower was sealed, and they did not dare to trespass.
Si Lao raised his head and looked at the fortieth floor, only to see a huge sword exuding a powerful sword aura slowly falling down, only to see clearly when it reached the ground.
It's not a sword, it's a person, Fang Bai!
The corners of Wuming's mouth twitched lightly, and he glanced at Fang Bai in disbelief. When the sword gas dissipated, he removed the light curtain and slowly fell.
"You become?"
The sword spirit was too strong just now, and they didn't even see whether the light on the forty-first floor was on.
No tears, no regrets, and no blood followed, with eager expectations in his eyes.
"It's done!"
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Fang Bai nodded faintly, the majestic sword energy on his body had not dissipated, and only after a while did he adapt.
Stayed on the fortieth floor for a month, he himself didn't know how much sword energy he had absorbed, at least ten million, and his body is still a sea of swords, and it takes time to refine.
"Good, good!"
Wuming looked excited, almost lost his attitude, muttered: "I did not misunderstand you, you can definitely become a disciple of Tsing Yi, our Fengzi Academy will finally have a disciple of Tsing Yi."
"Fengziyuan?"
"Not bad!" Wuming said in a deep voice, "By now you should also know that Wuyuan is not only the one of the Great Chu Dynasty, but also ten schools in the five states.
Yin, Yang, sky, earth, thunder, wind, water, fire, mountain, and Ze, and we are the word for wind. "
"Ten schools?"
Fang Bai understood a little bit. No wonder the position of the martial arts academy is so detached, but the most powerful dean is not yet in the Return to Void Realm.
The five states and ten hospitals are scattered all over the Tianyuan Continent. No wonder no one dares to confront such a powerful force.
Now, the conspiracy of the four big families and the royal family against the martial arts court is just a joke.
Or maybe there are some mysteries among the ten martial arts schools, which gives others some opportunities?
"Go, follow us to the secret realm." Wuming turned his head and glanced at Xiao Yu, and continued: "You come too, from today, you are also a disciple of the martial arts school."
"Really?"
Xiao Yu let out a cheer, and was about to jump up happily. Her talent was worthy of the title of a martial arts disciple, but she was too playful and didn't have much interest in martial arts.
"Go!"
The six went all the way north, returned to the secret realm of the martial arts school, and stopped in a small valley without a name.
The valley at this time is completely different from the previous style, there is no trace of man-made, everything is like the birth of nature.
When he came to the hut, Wuming went through the formalities for Xiaoyu disciples in the martial arts school, and then led Fang Bai to the depths of the valley.
Passing through the stone wall, I saw the majestic hall again, and Wuming went straight to the back of the hall. There was an open space with an ancient monument.
The body of the stele is simple and there are no words on it. Fang Bai has a familiar feeling, but he must have never seen it.
"The divine sense sinks into it, and if you find a heavenly practice within a month, it will be considered as a pass." The nameless voice fell, and he found a corner to sit down.
"There are exercises in the stele?"
Fang Bai frowned and fell down cross-legged, calming his mind for a while, his spiritual consciousness slowly sinking into the monument.
Suddenly, there is nothingness, and all around it is pitch black, and the divine consciousness is floating in the darkness, boundless, and gradually sinking into decline.
Suddenly, the starting point was lit in the distance, and the divine consciousness drifted past in the direction of the golden light.
It's like nine stars in the sky, a little bit of stars, and the divine consciousness sweeps through it all the way, and it is full of jade slips. Needless to say, you can guess that all the jade slips are recorded in the exercises.
The jade slips are of different colors, the spiritual consciousness is scattered, and ten jade slips sink into it at the same time.
"Where grade?"
Fang Bai shook his head. He couldn't figure out how there would be such a low-level technique in the stele. When his consciousness moved, he continued to swim deep.
Gradually, Fang Bai found some patterns, red, orange, yellow, and green, and divided his skills according to the colors of the jade slips.
The red color is the ordinary level, the orange is the human level or lower, the yellow is the human level high-grade, and the green is the earth-level low-grade. After searching for a long time, apart from these four colors, no other colors were found.
"Is the highest level human being the top grade?"
Fang Bai shook his head. Since Wuming said, there must be.
The divine consciousness continues to deepen, and the colors become more gorgeous. The blue and cyan jade slips shine, and the divine consciousness sinks into it. Blue is the middle-grade of the prefecture-level, and the cyan is the top-grade of the prestige.
These are not what he wants!
I don't know how long I wandered, suddenly a purple gleam, Fang Bai's spiritual consciousness moved, and quickly sank into it, secretly disappointed, but he was only a first-class quality.
Divine consciousness wanders through the colorful world, jade slips seem to shine like stars, endless, but only seven colors.
"Why can't I find it?"
Fang Bai frowned. It seemed that the test was not that simple. He continued to search for a while, but it was still fruitless, so he calmed down and thought.
Heaven-level exercises definitely exist. The question is where are they hiding?
Ten days have passed, the divine consciousness withdrew from the stone tablet several times, still without any clue, the nameless in the corner was not in a hurry, as if he had settled down.
For ten days, Fang Bai tried everything he could, but he couldn't figure it out!
Divine consciousness sank again, an inexplicable burst of impetuosity, divine consciousness fluctuating, a piece of red jade slip was suddenly shattered by divine consciousness.
Fang Bai was startled at first, and then something more bizarre happened. The shattered jade slip was absorbed by a nearby red jade slip, and the color became brighter.
"How could this be?"
Fang Bai's heart moved, and his divine consciousness once again shattered a piece of red jade slip, which was quickly absorbed by the nearest red jade slip.
Jade Jane will be upgraded? Will the exercises be upgraded?
The divine consciousness sinks into the red jade slip, and what is recorded at this moment is the ultimate mortal level technique, and it really is an upgrade!
In an instant, Fang Bai understood that there was no celestial practice here at all, but the jade slips had to be continuously upgraded, and finally the celestial practice was born.
One-third of a month has passed, and he doesn't know how many jade slips are needed to upgrade a heavenly level technique. Time is running out!
"In that case, you are welcome!"
The nirvana needle shot away, the jade slips spread out like fireworks, and dazzling flowers burst out in the void.
The broken jade slips are absorbed by the surrounding jade slips, some are more colorful, and some are smoothly promoted.
Dozens of nirvana needles, like sharp swords, shuttled through the void, strangling mercilessly. The jade slips burst into pieces, bursting out all the way, as if the stars in the sky burst, dazzling and dazzling.
At the end of the day, I don’t know how many jade slips shattered, and the jade slips in the void seem to be endless and endless.