The Elysium Across Deep Space Chapter 173: Two years and eight months
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When you keep yourselves and the years are quiet, the abyss comes, and when you slap it in the face, it says there will be a period later and runs away.
The aliens from the Black Sea Starfield disappeared with the fleet, and a huge storm ended abruptly.
The wonders near the highest spiritual world gradually dissipated, and the digital co-owners retreated silently, and no one caused an accident in the Pingtian star field.
What a joke, an ancient sage-level co-owner, holding a balance of rules, who will compete with him? The originally obscure Pingtian Star Territory suddenly became a large territory.
Wang Xuan seriously doubted whether Wu Tian had smelled something.
Now, he also has the urge to immediately leave the Ascension Star, hide away, and feel the gap between himself and those people.
For people like him and Wu Tian, the Xinghai with aliens and prohibited items is not a suitable place to live, and it is best to stay away.
"Everyone, everything is as usual, I'm going to retreat for a hundred years." Gu Xian's voice came from outer space, he walked away, and fell into the flat planet.
This seems to be in the hearts of all parties outside the An Territory. He has no intention to expand the Pingtian Star Territory and maintain the status quo.
Wang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, distance produced beauty, he raised his hands in approval, wished Gong Yan a hundred years of serenity and new achievements on the road of imperialization.
In the next six months, Wang Xuan went into seclusion directly. What he learned from his research, this time the gain was so big that he was terrified.
The two of them, together with a black net, crisscrossed the depths of the sea of time and space, hollowed out the secret realm of the ethnic group where the true sanctuary was, and found a large number of strange objects. Each one will make people jealous when placed outside.
In addition, with regard to the scriptures, he obtained several articles, all of which were vaguely directed to the highest level, and seemed to be related to each other, originating from the same system.
The scriptures contained in the fifty-four chess pieces allow the superhuman to actually prepare the path of becoming a Taoist at the level of a true immortal, and initially give birth to "truth" in the body.
The next is the extraordinary merit obtained in the pure land of the floating boat, the supreme chapter left by the ancestors of Bai Hong and Jin Yao, which can improve the Taoism. It is suspected to be a continuation of the fifty-four chess pieces scriptures.
In addition, there are also six prescriptions, including medicinal wine to assist the practice, which are invaluable.
After that, Wang Xuan had a decisive battle with the Scarecrow in the backyard of the true saint. He had his skull removed many times and was split into two halves, and he got the four-page sword scripture.
These verses all seem to come from the same source.
In addition, Wang Xuan was still in the secret realm and caught the three pages of scriptures that flew out of the crater.
"Full of harvest." He was in the room, studying these secret books one by one, and by the way, he was literate and learned
Many ancient sacred texts.
These scriptures are branded, and they can be understood even if they are not familiar with these ancient texts when they are passed down.
"Low-key, I won't show up recently, and I will go out after the storm passes."
Now, he lives in the upper house of Pingtian Academy. The new dormitory is larger than the 2201 room of Feisheng Building in the lower house, with more than 6,000 square meters.
The name of the dormitory building for the disciples of the upper house is resounding: Yiren Building.
Room 108 can still choose between modern and ancient modes. If Wang Xuan wants to make wine, he needs to use immortal-level medicinal cauldrons and various containers to directly seal the cave.
"The keel, come on a little less, don't waste your first time making wine with a strange thing, it's a test of the water." He was holding a piece of snow-white and brilliant bone in his hand, which was the bone of a pure-blooded dragon.
Not to mention this rare treasure, it is a tiger bone of the Heavenly Demon level, and there are many extraordinary people rushing to bid for it to make wine.
"Phoenix marrow forms red crystals, and when ground into powder, it's a good thing. It's the ultimate delicacy in the world, but it can only be used sparingly, to ferment and make wine."
Of course, the rarer and more precious thing is naturally the Void Golden Lotus. This thing is too difficult to capture. Not to mention that it is almost extinct, it will travel through the void and run around everywhere.
Fortunately, he got half of the plant. It is as big as a small hill. It has grown for thousands of years. It is full of medicinal properties.
Wang Xuan took out a small piece and dropped it into the cauldron with a strong aroma and light rain.
He carefully selected, serious and serious, and put all kinds of fetishes in orderly according to the prescription of medicinal wine to avoid mistakes. For example, the amount of thunder and lightning apricots should not be wrong in the ratio, otherwise, all kinds of spiritual things may be destroyed in the interweaving of lightning.
Before this, he brewed a lot of ordinary wine in order to become familiar with this field. At present, he is regarded as a professional.
The last process is completed, he waits for the wonder to ferment, then seal and so on.
"Even if it fails for the first time and is ruined, such a loss is nothing." He comforted himself, after all, the stock of strange objects in his hand was amazing.
During this process, he blocked the cave mansion in Room 108 with the killing array diagram. Otherwise, the visions of various strange objects such as thunder and lightning apricots, keels, and golden lotus in the void would leak out, and it would be easy to cause major incidents.
Being able to destroy the true saints of the ancestors of Bai Hong is definitely a behemoth in the transcendent central world. As long as there is a little mistake, Wang Xuan will not survive.
Said it was a six-month retreat, but it took him two and a half years to finish.
The first wine was a failure, the second and third were not ideal, it was so-so until the fourth, and the seventh was barely classified as a good wine.
It's finally done, but the effect of the drug has not come up. It just smells of "good wine", and it has accumulated time
The longer it takes, the more amazing the effect.
After all, both the main material and the auxiliary materials have extraordinary origins.
He didn't patronize the brewing either. It didn't take long. The ratio of various ingredients was strictly in accordance with the recipe. The most important thing was to wait for fermentation and sublimation of the liquor.
During the period, he studied the scriptures, pondered carefully, and chose his first bone to prepare for the transformation of the Tao.
At that time, he crossed from the parent universe and suffered comminuted fractures all over his body. Among them, the best preserved hand bones and skulls were. This time, he chose the skull. "
"The main thing is that last time he was "uncovered" by the scarecrow first, and then his head was shot, which caused him a little psychological shadow and wanted to strengthen his skull.
"It's really comfortable, it's a kind of enjoyment." When he was sitting in meditation, when he visualized the most important kind of Taoist texture on the Tianling cover, he felt that there was a mysterious atmosphere entering from the top, nourishing the whole body.
It was the first time, no pain, quite smooth, let him indulge, like wandering in the boundless sea of rules and taboos, capturing the "reason" between heaven and earth, refining the order into the luster on the bones.
This kind of practice is not boring. On the contrary, it makes him sleepless and sleepless, does not want to wake up, and is willing to persevere until the end of his life and continue forever.
The cave dwelling in the room, although the stone wall is isolated from the outside world, but it uses the magic circle to condense the starlight and attract the mythical substances, which can guarantee the needs of the retreating people.
Now, the stars are dazzling, and Wang Xuan is submerged, especially at Tianling Gai, where a galaxy falls straight down, smelting its true bones.
He felt that such an extraordinary experience did not have the so-called sense of loneliness, on the contrary, it was very pleasant, the body was full of vitality, and the first texture on the skull was looming.
If it goes on like this, the way of doing things will improve, and the gate of one's own limit will be opened. After all, this is the process of imperialization!
At this stage, Wang Xuan is convinced that there must be very powerful peers in this universe, and the True Holy Family will not lack such scriptures.
In the realm of true immortals, take the road of imperialization, the door of potential will be opened, and the upper limit will be raised by this, even if it is not strong.
"I'm so successful, it should be related to breaking the limit many times!" He did not encounter obstacles, and thought of the key to the problem.
There has always been a legend that breaking the limit is related to the future of imperialization!
Of course, this is just a kind of thinking, a system in the transcendent central world.
There are other ideas, quite different from this statement.
Some top races believe that the premature pursuit of breaking the limit, and the transformation of the Tao, are fishing in the depletion of the lake, and exhausting their own source of Tao in advance.
They think it's best to let things take their course.
In the depths of the Xinghai, there are many examples. There are famous ancient sages who never broke the limit when they were young, but the key is to be able to endure it. Finally, after the great consummation of the sky, they began to break the limit.
Become peerless.
Then, this kind of person walks more and more steadily and firmly, thus breaking the limit and progressing in the imperial way.
"It all makes sense, as long as my origin is always strong, then there is no problem!" Wang Xuan said to himself.
Since then, he not only studied the Dharma of the ancestors of Bai Hong, but also studied three pages of paper in the secret realm, as well as slate scriptures, golden bamboo slips, five-color jade books, etc., combined to practice.
Then, he... blew up.
When retreating, on the parietal bone he visualized, the texture was constantly distorted and intertwined, and various methods appeared.
His parietal bone flew out, breaking into pieces, literally headshot.
"This is the price of floating." He sighed, picked up the skull fragment, quickly reset it, and then ran the undead silkworm regeneration technique to restore it to its peak state.
Various scriptures can be used for reference, but it is difficult to fully integrate at the beginning stage, and it has to be done step by step.
Wang Xuan took a sip of a very light-aged medicinal wine, suppressed his shock, re-imagined the first texture on the parietal bone, and breathed a sigh of relief after realizing it again.
"Secretary for two years and eight months, I have made some progress. After reaching the level of Ascension to Ascension, the realm of improvement has really slowed down. If you want to enter the Third Heaven of Ascension, at this speed, it will take about ten years." He Ready to go out, go out and take a look.
Actually, his speed is amazing.
Many souls who have become immortals have been promoted to the first level for hundreds of years, and even some people are stuck for a lifetime.
Amazed among them, it is absolutely rare to be promoted once every 10 to 20 years.
"Next time you will be in retreat for decades, and you will be able to upgrade the Dao Xing, and strive to make the texture of the parietal bone truly born."
After Wang Xuan came out, he took a walk in the purple bamboo forest in the upper court. It was like a fairyland, with purple air floating around and light rain. He saw someone practicing swordsmanship and thought of some old friends in the mother universe.
After so many years, has the group of people across the sea succeeded? Where he is now, whether he came to this world, he never knew.
"Old Hei, what are you running when you see me? I haven't seen you for so long. Why didn't you say hello to me when you came to the upper house?"
Wang Xuan saw an acquaintance, it was the black-faced god, An Hong's younger brother, who wanted to use his power to subdue Wang Xuan, but ended up causing An Hong to go bankrupt.
The black-faced **** really didn't want to meet him, his whole face was wrinkled, he greeted him reluctantly, and then quickly flashed, saying that he was going to An Hong to ask questions about his practice.
"Haha, Qin Cheng, you're out of the customs, come here for a get-together." An Hong got the news and contacted him as soon as possible.
Then, Qi Miao, Cai Wei, Hong Teng, and Chengtian also arrived.
"Let's go~IndoMTL.com~ You've been bored since you came to Ascension Star
In the courtyard, you haven't been to the city, have you? I'll take you to the heavenly world. "The chaffinch was the last to arrive.
Is there a semicolon here too? Wang Xuan was surprised, underestimated that this organization mainly sells medicinal herbs and magic weapons, supplemented by entertainment. Is it all over the Pingtian Star Territory?
"I see that you are a little worried, what happened?" Wang Xuan was keenly aware that among these people, Yan Que was in the worst mental state, with a tired look on his face.
"Being soft-hearted, now... alas." He briefly mentioned something.
After Wang Xuan heard about it, his hair stood on end on the spot, and he sighed inwardly, the peaceful days were over, he had to travel far and leave here.