The next step is to study the nine levels of cultivation in the molting realm recorded in the Shenyu Zhentian Stele, but Ling Feng is not in a hurry for the time being.
He was pondering what power the two milky white water droplets overflowing from the Divine Domain Town Stele contained, which could expand his Sea of Consciousness to a size of ten zhang and easily break through the silver barrier of the Sea of Consciousness.
Ling Feng has a premonition that the two drops of milky white liquid overflowing from the Shenyu Town Sky Stele must have more than just this effect, and there may be other mysterious functions as well.
As for its exact function, Ling Feng is still unclear and can only continue to explore.
Ling Feng clearly remembers that before taking the Ningshen Pill, there were no two drops of milky white liquid in the Shenyu Town Tianbei. Since the Tianyi Stele in Shenyu Town absorbed the spiritual power condensed by the Condensing Spirit Pill and the vitality of the Yuan Dan nurtured by the hot water in the bathtub, such a mutation has occurred.
Ling Feng's mind suddenly changed, and there was a hint of speculation in his heart. Is it because the Heavenly Stele in Shenyu Town absorbed the energy from the pill that the two drops of milky white liquid overflowed
If that's the case, then Shenyu Town Tianbei is a hen that lays golden eggs, eats the cheapest miscellaneous insects, and produces valuable golden eggs.
Lingfeng really wants to carefully test again how milky white liquid is born and whether there are any other specific effects.
But the concentration pills and nourishing pills beside him have all been consumed due to the awakening of their life cycle just now. Now, the clever woman cannot cook without rice and can only suppress this strong desire.
At this moment, time is pressing, and the most urgent thing to do is to start cultivating and creating a trail in the Ling family's clan, fiercely crushing those enemies with malicious intentions.
As for the milky white liquid overflowing from the Shenyu Zhentian Stele, after leaving the checkpoint, go to Master Changfeng's place to collect and scrape some elixir, try it out, and it will be clear.
Thinking of this, Ling Feng held his breath and began to once again sense the cultivation inscription of the Divine Domain Town Heaven Stele about the nine levels of the molting realm.
Because during the observation of the practice method, Ling Feng was unexpectedly disturbed by Lan Fang, and this time he was particularly serious.
With the infiltration of weak spiritual power, golden inscriptions began to emerge on the Shenyu Zhentian Stele.
Heaven and earth are a sea of suffering, and the purpose of cultivation is to completely overcome the sea of suffering, reach the other shore, and break free from the suffering of reincarnation.
The sea of suffering is boundless, with many turbulent waves during it. The body is the ship in the sea of suffering, while the soul is the oarsman of the ship. If you want to travel better and farther in the sea of suffering.
The first thing to do is to strengthen the firmness of the ship. After countless stunning practitioners' continuous exploration and research, the cultivation method of transforming the mortal realm and refining the nine layers of the body was planned
The nine levels of body quenching in the realm of metamorphosis are the first level of breath consolidation, the second level of pulse stimulation, the third level of skin refining, the fourth level of meridian reshaping, the fifth level of organ refining, the sixth level of bone forging, the seventh level of coagulation, the eighth level of moves, and the ninth level of cocoon breaking
Ling Feng concentrated on comprehending the meaning behind these inscriptions, his brow furrowed tighter.
This is not the first time he has observed the cultivation method of the nine levels of the molting realm at the Heavenly Stele in the Divine Realm.
But every time I observe, my heart is stirred up by stormy waves.
The cultivation method that is passed down in the Tian Xuan Continent is to induce qi into the body, use rapid exhalation and absorption to drive the rapid circulation of the five organs, six viscera, and blood, and eliminate the turbid qi and waste gas in the body.
Successfully broke through this layer, the physical strength reached two thousand pounds.
With a tremendous force of two thousand pounds, it can lift a cauldron for alchemy with one hand, and with one punch, it can leap over a few inches thick brick wall.
These are all within Ling Feng's expectations and irrelevant.
What surprised him was still the description on the Shenyu Zhentian Stele, that to awaken the Wheel of Life, one must absorb the natural elements between heaven and earth, refine the physical body and organs.
Natural elements contain the power of any heaven and earth, including the sun, moon, stars, fire, wind, and thunder.
These terrifying natural elements, when thin, may not pose a threat to the life of a warrior, but since we need to refine our physical bodies, they are definitely the gathering place of the power of nature.
The place where the elements of heaven and earth converge, wild and boundless.
For a warrior who has just awakened their life cycle, these violent elements of heaven and earth, even a slight touch to the skin, could turn into ashes. How could they possibly be introduced into their body and refine their fragile internal organs
It was this that stuck Ling Feng alive, making it difficult for him to understand.
Ling Feng was like a rock, sitting cross legged and reorganizing the celestial stele in the divine domain, appearing bit by bit in the sea of divine consciousness.
Suddenly, a spiritual light flashed through Ling Feng's mind, and there was a faint realization in his heart.
Ling Feng believes that if you want to absorb natural elements and refine your body, relying on nourishing meridians with elixirs is definitely not enough. The only opportunity is the milky white liquid overflowing from the Shenyu Zhentian Stele.
Those two drops of liquid are so divine that if they move into the internal organs, perhaps they can truly withstand the baptism of the violent elemental power of heaven and earth.
This is also the reason for the chiseling of the words on the Shenyu Zhentian Stele. The ancient supreme realm emperor who built this Shenyu Zhentian Stele must have anticipated this scene and must have arranged for his successors.
Since we want to infuse the elements of heaven and earth into our body to refine our physical form, staying in the Dan Alliance is definitely not feasible. Only in the extremely rare wilderness, where ordinary elements of heaven and earth converge.
Ling Feng temporarily kept this idea hidden in his heart and once again observed the cultivation method of the second pulse of the transmigration realm.
But the inscriptions that appeared on the Heavenly Stele in Shenyu Town became increasingly blurred, like reflections of water, gradually swaying and eventually dissipating under my nose.
Once, while at the Ling family, because Ling Feng had not awakened the Wheel of Life and lacked spiritual support, he hastily only recorded the cultivation method of the first layer of Qi Condensation in the realm of transmigration.
He did not pay attention to the cultivation methods for the later layers.
Seeing such a strange change, Ling Feng deduced that there may be restrictions on the inscriptions inside the Divine Domain Town Sky Stele, which only allow one to break through the level of the Decapital Realm and observe the next level of cultivation methods again.
Although Ling Feng was looking forward to the cultivation methods for the later layers of the Decapital Realm, he knew the truth that one cannot chew too much. Since there were such restrictions in the Divine Domain Town Heaven Stele, it must have been deliberately imposed by the ancient emperor of that Heaven Stele.
First, find the opportunity to break through the realm of the mortal realm.
A feeling of exhaustion came, and Ling Feng retreated from the sea of divine consciousness.
What he needs to do now is to shamelessly go to Master Changfeng to enjoy the autumn breeze, collect and scrape some elixirs, and study how the milky white liquid is born and what other effects it has. Other matters can only be discussed later.
Thinking of Master Changfeng's cunning old fox, Ling Feng felt a headache.
Ling Feng woke up from his cultivation and unknowingly, a day had passed. Adding the days spent earlier, there are only twenty-three days left from the tribe.
Time is too tight
Ling Feng originally planned to directly break through to the first few levels of the Decapital Realm within the Dan Alliance, but now the cultivation method of the Divine Domain Zhentian Stele has completely disrupted his plan.
Stretching lazily, getting dressed, Ling Feng stepped out of the door with great energy.
Brother Lingfeng, why did you take the initiative to go out
Coincidentally, Lin Guanshi walked over with a sumptuous lunch and a strange glint in his eyes. "Oh, why do I feel like you've been a different person since we last saw each other
In the opinion of the forest steward, although Ling Feng's appearance has not changed much and he still looks lazy, he noticed with care that Ling Feng exudes a hint of vitality, like a plant and grass, with a vague appearance.
By the way, where is Master Changfeng
Time is tight, so Ling Feng naturally won't talk nonsense to Lin Guanshi and looks around.
The master is alchemy, and the alchemy room is in the backyard on the first floor
Since Ling Feng and Master Changfeng reached a cooperation agreement, Director Lin did not consider him an outsider.
No wonder this old fox didn't ask for the operating technique of the Green Fire Alchemist. It turned out that he had gone to seclusion for alchemy
Ling Feng murmured for a moment and walked towards the first floor.
The Danmeng branch of Tianming City has a lobby on the first floor where transactions and hospitality take place, while the backyard naturally serves as a residence for the Danmeng's miscellaneous workers and hired alchemists.
The backyard is very spacious, covering several acres, with pavilions, towers, and swaying bamboo everywhere. A gentle breeze brushing against the face can make people feel a refreshing and refreshing taste.
This old fox really enjoys it
Ling Feng stood on a tree lined path in the backyard, not needing to search around like a headless fly. He just sniffed it with his nose, where the strong scent of elixirs permeated the air. Nineteen was what Lin Steward called an alchemy room.
Walking for a few hundred meters, I pushed open a semi concealed bronze door and a strong medicinal smell wafted out through the air.
There is only one skylight in the alchemy room, and the view is somewhat dim. The vast space is filled with various metal made alchemy furnaces.
At the end of the wall, there are shelves made of white jade inlaid with a dazzling array of jade bottles.
Ling Feng knew that the pills stored in these jade bottles were of different grades. His eyes were shining brightly, and he couldn't help but lick his tongue and stand on tiptoe, like a peeping cat, planning to scrape away all the pills on the shelf.
Xiaolinzi, I've been to the toilet for so long. If it weren't for your mother's old relationship with this master and your plea for a serious job, with your lazy nature, this master wouldn't have accepted you as a janitor
Master Changfeng's angry voice rang out, "If you don't change your lazy nature, don't blame me for not remembering our old feelings and letting you go
Ling Feng's heart skipped a beat, he stopped and turned around to look.
In a shaded corner of the alchemy room, Master Changfeng was now bowing his head, hunched over, and focused on refining the elixir, as if he thought that the incoming Lingfeng was some miscellaneous servant from the alchemy alliance.
Ling Feng naturally didn't reply and was thinking about what to do.
What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and go to the Lingcao Warehouse, and bring me the three flavors of Lingcao: Sanqiu Vine, Fuling, and Jiuxin Haitang
Without receiving the expected answer, Master Changfeng roared, "By the way, these three spirit herbs have been ground into powder, each costing three or two taels of silver. Don't give me too much. If taking too much leads to my failure in refining the Purple Gold Pill, I will bear the consequences
Ling Feng couldn't help but curl his lips, thinking to himself that this old guy is really difficult to serve. The servant who hit you really didn't know that he had been unlucky for eight lifetimes before he met you, this stinky and stubborn old man.
Although feeling a little unhappy in his heart, Ling Feng still followed the instructions of Master Changfeng and tiptoed to a small compartment at the end of the alchemy room. He found the crushed pieces of these spiritual herbs, touched them casually, returned to Master Changfeng's side, and handed them over.
Oh, my mind finally opened up today
Master Changfeng took several fragments of spiritual herbs from Lingfeng's hand, weighed the amount in his palm, and let out a sound of surprise without much thought. He did not lift his head and continued to immerse himself in the process of refining the elixir.
Take good care of this old fox. Ling Feng plans to go to the Jade Frame Plate to blow some autumn wind again. Master Changfeng's urgent voice rang out again, "Little Lin Zi, the fire in the alchemy furnace is almost extinguished. What are you eating? You didn't even notice these simple things
Ling Feng couldn't help but curl his lips, bend down, pick up a few hundred year spirit woods, and throw them into the dying charcoal at the bottom of the alchemy furnace.
After finishing these, Ling Feng simply didn't leave and watched Master Changfeng refine the Purple Gold Pill on the side.
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