Is this still a lid?
Wang Xuan felt like he was moving a mountain. It was too heavy. As soon as he lifted it off the ground, he was exhausted and a little fainted.
He was about to be crushed. His spiritual body was unstable. He carried it with difficulty and was ready to smash it out!
Outside, a group of sword cultivators, swords flashed, and murderous aura soared to the sky!
They were ready to launch the most fierce attack. The flying swords, the small spears as thick as chopsticks, and the small knives as long as the palm of their hands were all with a terrifying edge. If they really poured over, a mountain would be flattened, and Wang Xuan would have no good end.
If it was in the outside world, Wang Xuan would have no time at all. In an instant, the sword cultivators would urge the sky full of weapons to whistle and dismember him!
But he was in the inner scene, everything was different.
The movements of the sword cultivators seemed extremely slow to him now.
They should be talking, but they seemed to be tongue-tied and their speech was stagnant.
The flying sword that should have shot out like lightning now crawled like a snail, and the chopstick-long spear looked like a hibernating snake that had just woken up, raising its head lazily and sluggishly.
A group of sword cultivators used their minds to control objects, and originally launched a round of extremely sharp and fierce attacks, but now it seemed as if the pause button was pressed.
It was not that the people outside had slowed down, but because Wang Xuan's thoughts in the inner scene were much faster than people could imagine, and he was always in the empty and bright time.
It was precisely because of this that many people believed that one minute in the world might be one or two years, or even many years in the inner scene.
Wang Xuan was no longer impatient, he had plenty of time.
Now, facing the killing calamity, dozens of high-level herbalists surrounded him, and he could only activate the lid. When he first saw it, it had torn apart the inner scene treasures, and its power was terrifying!
"No, it's too heavy!" Wang Xuan put it down with a bang. He was really exhausted and was about to burst under the pressure.
With a thud, the entire inner scene shook violently, which was an extremely rare thing.
The inner scene was quiet and cold, and there was no sound for years, let alone vibration. This mysterious place seemed to never change.
Now it actually had an echo.
He used his spiritual body to operate the strongest scripture recorded on the stone slab. In an instant, the mysterious factors in the inner scene fell like a torrential rain, which was far more amazing than the effect of the pre-Qin root method!
Unprecedented, the concentration of the divine factor stunned him, covering the sky and the earth, born from nothingness, and falling down.
He took a deep breath, and his spiritual body was nourished by a large amount of mysterious factors, and it was full of vigorous vitality. This time, the spiritual body was truly revealed, like a smaller version of him.
He moved the lid again, and all kinds of wonders appeared, the blurred fairy mountain, the falling sun, and the ocean with waves crashing on the shore, condensed with his spirit in the inner scene, unprecedentedly strong.
The ground seemed to tremble slightly. He succeeded. Wang Xuan felt like he was carrying a tangible dome!
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"Kill!" The sword cultivators shouted in the outside world.
Some people also shouted, "Take it easy. Don't chop him into a paste. Cut off his limbs and nail him to the ground. Leave him alive. There are still many questions to interrogate him!"
The sword light was like a rainbow. More than a dozen weapons formed a net of heaven and earth. They rushed up from in front of them. Everyone was sure that this kind of power could kill all enemies at this level. No one could stop it.
What kind of extraordinary old monk who was indestructible, who had refined his body into a demon that surpassed the divine weapon and sharp blade, could not escape the fate of being tortured by a group of sword cultivators. The flying swords were indestructible!
What if this young man was a genius? It was useless to open the inner scene. He had no time to accumulate. He could not survive the invincible body. After the chaotic swords, he would only be a cripple.
"Heh...be gentle, don't let them be chopped to pieces." The people from Heluo and Oula also shouted, all with smiles.
Wang Xuan used all his strength to smash the lid out, aiming at the group of sword cultivators. It is indeed a treasure. After leaving the inner scene, its speed did not decrease. The inside and outside had little impact on it.
The lid fell into a group of sword cultivators and collided with several flying swords. It was only a few meters away from those people, and suddenly something changed.
Boom!
The lid was attacked, chopped by flying swords, and the group of sword cultivators tried to control it with mental means. As a result, it seemed to be stimulated, and amazing energy was emitted.
It stirred up soft ripples, which continued to expand, rippling outward in circles, and those flying swords exploded instantly, just like fragile dragonflies, cicadas and other insects were hit by high-speed bullets, all exploded, and the flying swords became iron filings.
The ripples spread, affecting those sword cultivators. The smiles on their faces froze, and cracks appeared on their faces, densely packed all over their bodies. Then, with a puff, everyone disintegrated.
Wang Xuan was shocked. Even though he had already guessed the power of the lid, he was still terrified!
He had experienced it when he first saw it.
How terrible is the inner scene treasure on the edge of the secret land? Not only are there earth immortals, but there are also feathered strongmen, as well as creatures such as the Golden Winged Dapeng and the Thousand Hands True God, who were strangled at the entrance.
However, such a powerful inner scene treasure, because of the glow of the lid, was slightly hit, and it cracked and almost destroyed.
If Wang Xuan had not been a spiritual body at the time and hid in the inner scene, he would have died, and not even a trace would have been left.
The lid flipped, and in the process of falling, ripples were dotted, very soft, and spread to the distance in circles.
"No!"
The people of Heluo Star all screamed in horror. The peaceful and sacred halo rippled to them, and they could not hide at all.
Some people were running away at high speed, but they were not faster than the speed of the light rings. With a light sweep, the group of people were broken into pieces of blood mist.
Even if some people practiced the "immortal body" that could directly reach the feathering level, they were as fragile as a sand castle in the waves and dissipated in an instant.
The people of Ora Star were the farthest away, fleeing madly, and sending out thunder, light and flames, and urging black gales to resist the lid and defeat those luminous waves.
But this counterattack, this attack brought a catastrophe!
The ripples swept over, and all these people exploded!
"My body!" Wang Xuan was shocked. Wouldn't it kill him too?
Fortunately, that tragic incident did not happen. The lid had been nurtured in the inner scene for so long that it had an inexplicable connection with this place.
This time, the reason why he could move and throw it out was not because his spiritual power was enough to control the lid, but because the lid resonated with the inner scene.
And this quiet place resonated with his spirit, so he could move the lid. The flesh and spirit were blended and closely connected, and the lid did not kill by mistake.
In the inner scene, Wang Xuan's spiritual body was full of cracks. When he threw it out just now, he exhausted his strength and almost exploded before killing the enemy.
He was a little speechless. What level of treasure was this? It was too terrifying!
He lay in the inner scene, not wanting to move. Things of this level were really not something he could activate. He almost exhausted himself to death just by throwing a lid and using the inner scene!
Wang Xuan forced himself to summon up his spirit, and circulated the scriptures written on the stone tablet. He once again drew the mysterious factor from the void like a torrential rain, covering him and nourishing his spirit.
He felt like he had been lying in the inner scene for half a year, and his exhausted and broken spirit body recovered and gradually became vigorous.
He did not dare to delay, even if only half a minute had passed in the real world, but who knew what would happen? This was a barren mountain and wilderness, with monsters rampant. If some powerful enemies came again, it would be a big trouble.
He used the inner scene to bring the lid back, but... it didn't move!
Until later, his spirit was about to explode, and various wonders blended together, and the lid fell to the inner scene with a thump.
Wang Xuan was weak for a long time again, and lay there motionless.
When he got up and paid attention to his physical body, he was a little worried. Although there was always a strong mysterious factor sprinkled, his physical body was still not optimistic, far more serious than he imagined.
The people from Heluo, Oula, and Yuhua were extremely cruel. His internal organs were broken, and his heart was covered with cracks everywhere. When it beat slowly, it seemed to explode at any time and kept bleeding.
If there was no mysterious factor to submerge his body, he would definitely be crippled and would die in a few days.
The same was true for his lungs, liver, etc., with intertwined cracks, which were more serious than when Lao Chen fought in the Pamir Plateau.
The people from the three extraordinary planets wanted to cripple him and leave him with a breath to force a confession.
As for external injuries, his back and other parts were all injured by lightning, and there were also flesh and blood burned by the flames, and there were also some translucent blood holes in front and behind.
Wang Xuan was silent, his body moved slowly, and he drank the earth fairy spring mixed with royal jelly in big gulps to nourish his body.
Finally, he began to go all out and constantly draw in the mysterious factors, like small rivers, flowing into his body to repair his body that was doomed to die.
As time went by, Wang Xuan felt that two years had passed in the inner scene. His physical body in the present world was finally getting better slowly. He felt heavy in his heart. This injury was too serious, and it was the most tragic he had ever experienced.
His body was recovering and developing in a positive direction.
Wang Xuan had the time and energy to study the treasure.
In the inner scene, although it was covered by mysterious factors, its true appearance could be seen. It looked like an alchemy furnace!
It had three legs and a simple style.
There was a wooden base under the three legs. It seemed to be a complete box used to hold this treasure, but now there was only a wooden base.
Wang Xuan estimated that this base was probably a great treasure.
The furnace cover was only as big as a bowl and was full of inscriptions.
The main body of the alchemy furnace had various complicated bird and beast thunder patterns on the outside, and dense text inside!
This font was the same as the ghostly painted symbols on the sun gold nugget he saw in the dead land!
"The ghostly scribbles on the gold list?" Wang Xuan simply learned a little.
At that time, the gold list resonated, and when displaying information, some words could be read, allowing him to recognize some words.
"It seems that I have to learn more of those ghostly scribbles!" He silently imprinted all the words on the alchemy furnace in his mind and memorized them.
There is no need to think about it. The treasure that made the red-clothed female demon fairy, the female alchemist and a group of top immortals in the curtain fight to the death, the words engraved on it are unimaginable!
Inside the alchemy furnace, there is a faint fragrance floating, which is very similar to... the breath of heavenly medicine, which is a bit shocking!
At the beginning, Wang Xuan had doubted whether this treasure had refined heavenly medicine, or could it be nurtured to produce that level of medicinal properties?
Wang Xuan's injury was really serious, just like the old Chen at the beginning, who was on the verge of death and entered the inner scene once, and was recovering from the injury the whole time, and then he came back to life.
He is now nourished by the mysterious factor. The flesh pierced by the flying sword, the internal organs shattered by the thunder, and the body surface burned by the flames are all rejuvenated.
As time passed, his body gradually recovered. It seemed that many years had passed in the inner scene. His spirit and body returned to the peak.
He did not get up or leave. He took advantage of this rare opportunity to continue practicing.
Every time the inner scene was opened, it was a great opportunity for him.
Wang Xuan ran the strongest scripture, just taking this opportunity to accumulate and consolidate the two true form maps. In the end, his mental power was improved, and the scarred flesh and blood, as well as the internal organs with faint traces, were also transforming.
His metabolism surged, and now he was on a secret path of practice, and the whole person's life level was changing.
He peeled off his skin, and his flesh and blood were reshaped. His five internal organs were resonating and slowly strengthened. They were no longer as fragile as before, and had a crystal luster.
His internal organs resonated, and the marks left by his injuries all disappeared. The new breath flowed, and the essence of life was improving and strengthening.
Wang Xuan stepped into the middle stage of the Burning Lamp from the early stage of the Burning Lamp, and the growth of his strength made his condition better than ever before!
He knew that time was running out, and he was about to leave the inner scene and start practicing Zhang Daoling's physical skills!
He was sure that the five pages of the golden book left by the founder of Taoism were extremely powerful and not necessarily weaker than the attack methods on the stone tablet scriptures.
There were nine pictures on the first page of the golden book, and Wang Xuan practiced the sixth and seventh pictures in one go here.
"If there is no name, let's call it Taoist Sanshou!"
Because some of Lao Zhang's previous physical skills were also named this way, such as the Snake Crane Eight Sanshou.
With a slight tremor, the inner scene was about to close, and Wang Xuan returned to his body. Feeling his new vigorous power, he stood up, and now he was in the strongest state.