Wutan shook his head speechlessly, stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave, staring at the mountain walls in all directions.
He was thinking about how to seal the cave, because it would take a long time to comprehend the magical powers.
According to the sheepskin records, each kind of magical power is profound and extensive. To comprehend it, even a genius among geniuses will need several years or even longer.
Therefore, he wanted to stay in the cave, comprehend the myriad changes in the celestial phenomena, and then go to the holy land.
As for practicing the restrictions, he was not in a hurry at all. There were still nine years before the Jueyin ruins were opened, which should be enough time.
Wu Tian waved his hand, and a piece of soil about ten feet thick outside the cave broke away from the ground, completely sealing the cave entrance to prevent monsters from accidentally entering.
Then, he told the little fellow to take out a piece of light element essence to illuminate the cave.
"If you want to retreat, you can't let Frog Master come with you. He's such a selfish guy."
The little fellow was reluctant. As an active creature, he probably couldn't stand staying in this airtight cave for a few days.
Wu Tian ignored him, sat cross-legged on the ground, and took out fifty drops of plasma.
As a first step, he chose to break through the realm first, because the higher the level of cultivation, the faster he would comprehend the supernatural powers.
Of course, he would not break through to the Hundred Dynasties Stage directly, nor would he refine the essence of the elements and break through to the Perfect Stage and the Nine-Nine Extreme Stage.
Although the Great Venerable did not specify the time for possession, as long as he reaches these two realms, he might arrange to possess his body immediately, so the longer it can be delayed, the better. After all, more time means more preparations can be made.
Separate out twenty-five drops of plasma, put the rest into a jade bottle and store it carefully.
Wutan planned to open up ninety meridians first and break through to the perfection stage. As for the remaining nine, he would make plans after arriving at the holy land.
Moreover, he suspected that plasma alone would not be enough to open up the remaining nine meridians.
Plasma is indeed rare and expensive. It is no exaggeration to say that it is out of stock. However, other large sects, such as Shura Palace, can still find nine drops of plasma with their financial resources. But why has Wutan never heard of anyone in Shura Palace who has opened up more than ninety meridians
So he estimated that in order to open up the last nine meridians, he might need something else.
Twenty-five drops of blood plasma glowed dimly in the palm of his hand, with a rich fragrance that made Xiaotian beside him drool.
"Little Emperor, can you give me the remaining plasma?"
Wu Tian asked in confusion: "You have already reached the minor stage of Hundred Dynasties, what are you going to do with it?"
The little guy said shyly: "This... I want to keep it in my private collection."
"no!"
Wutan flatly refused, not saying whether the plasma would be needed in the future. Even if it wasn't needed, he could give it to Longhu and Uncle Lin.
As for Shishi and Han Tian, he simply ignored them. One was the daughter of a great venerable, and the other was valued by the Lord of the Ice Valley. In the future, maybe what the little guy said would come true and he would become the son-in-law of the Valley Lord. With the help of these two great gods, he didn't need to worry about anything.
"You are too stingy. After all, Grandpa Frog has been with you through life and death for several years. You are such an ungrateful, selfish bastard!" The little guy got angry and cursed.
Wu Tian turned a deaf ear, put aside all distracting thoughts and concentrated his mind.
He didn't know how long it had been, but when he felt his spirit had reached an unprecedented fullness, he opened his eyes, and then took out nearly ten thousand essences from the mustard seed bag and piled them around him.
It’s best to be prepared. Wutan stuffed all twenty-five drops of plasma into his mouth, and suddenly a tremendous amount of energy rushed into his meridians.
Beneath the skin, sixty-five meridians emerged, flashing with blood-red light. There were thirty meridians in each arm, thirty in each leg, and five in front of the chest, like small snakes swimming around inside.
The plasma energy quickly flows through the sixty-five meridians, then rushes to the chest and begins to open up the sixty-sixth meridian.
With previous experience, Wutan is now able to handle the development with ease and in an orderly manner. As long as he can endure the heart-wrenching pain, there will basically be no accidents.
As for pain, what kind of pain has Wu Tian not experienced? This little pain is nothing.
As time passed, Wutan's whole body was glowing. It was the blood-colored meridians that were glowing. As time passed, the blood-colored meridians under his skin became more and more numerous, like bulging thick blood vessels, covering his entire body, as if they were about to explode.
He just sat on the ground, quietly opening up his meridians.
one day…
Two days...
He forgot about time, his mind immersed in the pleasure of his rapid growth in cultivation and strength.
Finally, a powerful aura burst out from his body and swept through the entire cave in an instant.
The little guy was so angry that his teeth were itching. He finally calmed down and concentrated on practicing, but he didn't want to be woken up immediately. Looking at its expression, it seemed that he wanted to pounce on Wutan and beat him up.
At this moment, Wutan finally opened his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, the power of fire shot out like two arrows, hitting the stone wall, but only knocking off a layer of lime.
Looking at the empty space around him, Wutan was full of hope, and nearly ten thousand essences were squandered.
The beautiful woman gave him a total of 100,000 essences. She used 1,000 of them last time in the Ice Valley and 10,000 of them this time.
It took a full tenth of the effort to reach the perfection stage, not to mention the energy absorbed when capturing the two spiritual veins.
If all of them are added together, there may be more than 50,000 essences, which is really a terrifying number.
According to Wutan, a second-rate sect in Qinglongzhou only obtains about 100,000 essences every year.
Only at this moment did he understand why there were so few cultivators in the Hundred Dynasties period in second-rate sects. Even in the Yan Sect, there were only a dozen or so strong people who had reached the Hundred Dynasties period or above, and most of them were stuck in the Tuomai period. It turned out that they could not withstand such squandering.
If Wutan didn't have plasma, the essence he would need would be more than 50,000, maybe even 500,000.
Five hundred thousand essences is definitely an astronomical figure for a second-rate sect. Even for a first-rate sect, if it does not have a spiritual vein, it will take one or two years to gather them.
A small spiritual vein produces about one million essences a year, so generally speaking, they will focus on cultivating disciples with higher talents. As for those with lower qualifications, they will be given a certain amount of essence every month as a supplement, and the rest depends entirely on their own efforts and opportunities.
Although the consumption was huge, Wutan was very satisfied with the results. Not only did he open up ninety meridians, but his strength also skyrocketed to 280,000, and his defense also increased to 270,000!
Only ten thousand pounds were needed to reach the ninth level of strength, and the perfect state only required twenty thousand pounds of defense.
Looking at the little guy beside him, Wu Tian asked, "How long has it been?"
The little guy said indifferently: "Two months."
"So fast!"
Wutan was surprised. He knew that the development of the next thirty lines would be slow, but he didn't expect it to be so slow that it took two full months!
"kindness?"
Wutan looked towards the cave entrance. There was a small hole the size of a palm below, through which rays of light shone.
"Don't look at it, that was done by Frog. I'm going crazy staying in this barren bird hole all day." The little guy said unhappily, "I finally calmed down and wanted to practice, but you woke me up. Forget it, Frog should go out for a walk."
After saying this, without waiting for Wutan's response, he crawled out of the cave and disappeared.
Wutan smiled faintly. The little guy was active by nature. It was indeed too difficult for him to stay in the cave for a long time, so he ignored it. He believed that as long as he did not provoke the three-headed demon king, with the little guy's strength, no accidents would happen.
Afterwards, Wutan closed his eyes and consolidated his cultivation level while comprehending the ever-changing celestial phenomena.
The magical talisman was left behind by an anonymous person. Wu Tian had not yet figured out the identity of the white bones in the corner, so he named him Anonymous.
The magical talisman was left by an unknown person. It contained his understanding and comprehension of the ever-changing celestial phenomena, so Wu Tian did not need to comprehend it to roughly understand its meaning.
It's just that some things are too profound and far beyond his understanding.
After all, Wutan is only seventeen years old, his cultivation is still in the stage of expanding meridians, and his knowledge is limited. It is difficult for him to fully understand the things that a strong man like Wuming has touched for a while.
However, as long as he understands these things, Wutan will be able to thoroughly comprehend the ever-changing celestial phenomena and condense magical talismans.
Gradually, his mind was completely immersed in it, unable to extricate himself, and he fell into a deep state of seclusion.
outside world.
Two months passed, and Wu Tian's reputation had spread far and wide, and everyone in Qinglongzhou knew him.
Moreover, after careful investigation by someone, almost all the things that Wu Tian had experienced and the people related to him were dug out. Even the destruction of Long Village and the murder of his grandfather were known to everyone at this time.
Finally, they concluded that the destruction of Huoyun Sect and Yan Sect by Shura Palace was planned by this young man.
When this news spread, it shook the Qinglong Continent, and everyone was shocked and horrified!
A young man who is still only seventeen years old can actually destroy two first-rate sects. Although he relied on the power of Shura Palace, this kind of scheming and strategy is something that even those old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years and are shrewd and calculating cannot do!
So, they began to speculate again, why would Shura Palace help this boy so much? If it was just because of Wu Tian's qualifications, just because of the two vicious acts, they would never believe it.
Moreover, none of the twelve great venerables of Shura Palace came out to explain. Such an attitude made them feel more and more that there must be another mystery.
However, due to the strength of Shura Palace, no one dared to ask.
The two leaders of the Yunu Sect and the Tianyang Sect once personally visited the palace of the Great Venerable, but did not receive a satisfactory answer and returned disappointed.
Since the leaders of the two sects did not get the answer, the others could only give up slowly.
In the center of the City of Hell, there is a huge palace, ancient and majestic. On the balcony of the palace, there stands a graceful woman in red, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a good appearance.
She looked into the distance, her dark eyes filled with sadness and resentment!
"Wutian, Han Tian, the blood feud of my Zhao family will be repaid a hundredfold one day!"
Beixuanzhou, Ice Valley.
"You did it. I'm proud of you. Wait for me. Soon, we will fight side by side again and dominate the world!"
Han Tianao stood on a glacier, wearing a purple robe, with colorful long hair fluttering, looking up at the sky with bright eyes. The direction he was looking was Qinglong Island.
(End of this chapter)