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Qin Shuang began to adjust his breath to restore the mist silk. Although the concentration of spiritual energy here was more than fifty times that of the outer door, Qin Shuang still felt that it was slow. As soon as I thought about it, there was a jade bottle in my hand. This jade bottle contains void lotus seeds soaked in December fruit juice.
Qin Shuang opened the lid and looked inside. Then he saw that the void lotus seed had disappeared. However, Qin Shuang just took a sip and felt his power of sea of consciousness suddenly increase.
"What a good thing!" Joy danced between Qin Shuang's brows: "It's a pity that it can only soak a thousand drops. It would be great if there were more."
Qin Shuang took a drop and drank it. In just an instant, her mist was replenished. Overjoyed, Qin Shuang once again began to temper the mist silk with Thunder Qianjun.
night.
Qin Shuang practices weapon control and has a real inheritance from Wan Zhong Mountain, which makes her more and more skilled in controlling flying swords and moon essence wheels. This is still the first level of weapon control. After she establishes the foundation, she will be able to practice the second level of weapon control. By then, the power of weapon control will be even more powerful.
At the end of the day's practice, Qin Shuang sat cross-legged on the first floor of the Demon Suppression Tower, not feeling sleepy at all. Suddenly she remembered that she had obtained three water thunder beads that had not been collected into the sea of consciousness, so she took out the three water thunder beads, transmitted the power of the sea of consciousness, and enveloped the three water thunder beads inside.
"receive!"
The three water thunder beads disappeared and appeared in her sea of consciousness. In this way, seven water thunder beads appeared in her sea of consciousness. Qin Shuang frowned slightly, with a look of thought in his eyes.
The cultivators keep their weapons in the sea of consciousness and keep them warm. Xue Qin once said that those cultivators in ancient times would keep their weapons in their Dantian to keep them warm. It’s just that the cultivation system of the Warrior Continent has gone beyond the scope of ancient inheritance, so Xueqin was not sure whether the warriors of the Warrior Continent could put their weapons into the Dantian to warm them up, so he just asked me to carry them on my back and transfer the power of my soul. Exudes warmth and nourishment outside the body.
However, now that I have come to the world of monks here, I can't put the dragon sword on my back.
Can the Dragon Sword be placed in the Dantian
"Should I try?"
"It's okay if I can't take it in. But once I take it in, my Dantian collapses. What should I do?"
"Let's wait until the ten Xuanshui golden elixirs are condensed. I wonder if the sea of consciousness can absorb everything?"
As soon as Qin Shuang's heart moved, he took out the moon essence wheel, transmitted the power of the sea of consciousness, shrouded it, and moved his mind again.
"receive!"
The Moon Essence Chakra in his hand didn't react at all. He took out the ultimate magic sword again, but it still couldn't be put back in. I have tried many things, such as elixir materials, but they cannot be absorbed into the sea of consciousness.
"It seems that things that can be absorbed into the sea of consciousness also have grade requirements."
After seven days of this.
Qin Shuang then tempered all the thirteen feet of mist and silk into water lines, and had reached the second level of Great Perfection. According to the inheritance here, you can build a foundation, and after building a foundation, you will still be a top-grade monk.
However, Qin Shuang has always been thinking about tempering the water thread into silk thread. How can he build the foundation like this
At this time, Zai Zheng was sitting cross-legged on the first floor of the Demon Suppression Tower.
In her sea of consciousness, the Monument of Merit was suppressing a ball of thunder, and in that ball of thunder there was a line of water that was meandering and swimming, like a swimming dragon.
"Zi Zi..."
When the last trace of thunder power was consumed, Qin Shuang raised his brows, with a look of joy on his face.
Sure enough, there was a trace of water that was tempered into silk thread. Although it was only a trace, about one-tenth of an inch, it proved that the originally theoretical conjecture could be realized. How can this not make Qin Shuang excited
But when I think about it, it took a thunderbolt and an hour to temper a tenth of an inch. However, Qin Shuang's plan for himself was that he only had two hours a day to temper the water line. In other words, she could only temper one-fifth of an inch of waterline in one day, and it would take five days to temper one inch. If you want to temper one foot, it will take fifty days. If you want to temper one foot, it will take one hundred and fifty days. If you want to temper thirteen feet of water into silk thread, it will take one thousand and nineteen days. One hundred and fifty days. Even if Qin Shuang is inside the Demon Suppressing Tower, one day is equal to two days outside, so it will still take 975 days. This is two and a half years. It is impossible for him to successfully build the foundation within the two years given by Wan Zhong Mountain. Unless you give up other practices and spend all your time on the tempering water line.
However, that is obviously not what Qin Shuang wants. Not to mention that cultivating immortals is an all-round practice, even if you are tempering your water line every day, it is boring and unbearable.
"That's right! Tempering Knowledge Fruit!"
Qin Shuang's heart moved. She now has nine consciousness quenching fruits on her body. One was given by Yang Yingtian, and eight were given by Master Wan Zhongshan. Qin Shuang ate one Consciousness Tempering Fruit in two mouthfuls, frowned slightly, picked up another Consciousness Quenching Fruit, and then picked up another one, eating the last Consciousness Quenching Fruit, and then released another one for himself. Thunder is coming.
After about an hour, helplessness appeared on Qin Shuang's face. The Tempering Consciousness Fruit is not very helpful in tempering the water line into silk thread. Nine Tempering Consciousness Fruits, plus a thunderbolt, can only temper the water line to one inch.
"It seems the only option is to try Thunderbolt!"
Qin Shuang gritted his teeth, took out a pen and paper and wrote four big characters.
Thunder.
He took a deep breath and said in his heart: "The Monument of Merit depends on you."
"Buzz..."
With a flick of Qin Shuang's pen tip, the piece of paper flew into the air.
"Boom..."
The moment the thunderous thunder rushed into the sea of consciousness, Qin Shuang spurted blood from all his orifices, and the sea of consciousness swelled, as if it was about to burst in the next moment.
"Buzz..."
The Monument of Merit hovered again, instantly suppressing the thunderous force. Qin Shuang breathed a long sigh of relief. If this thunderous thunder fell on her body, she would naturally not take it for a moment, but inhaling the sea of consciousness was completely beyond her ability. If it were not for her merits, Monument, I am afraid that Qin Shuang is already dead at this time.
Holding back the pain of the sea of consciousness, Qin Shuang looked at his own sea of consciousness. The power of thunder contained in Thunder Wanjun was much greater than that of Thunder Wanjun. It took a full two hours to consume the last trace of thunder power. A line of white jade-like silk thread appeared in Qin Shuang's sea of consciousness, and joy danced between Qin Shuang's brows. Although this Thunderbolt movement suffered great pain, it also tempered four-fifths of an inch of silk thread. Qin Shuang probably calculated In a short time, it only takes more than half a year to temper all the water lines into silk threads, reaching the theoretical third level of Dzogchen.
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