The old man from the academy did not speak. He just stroked his beard and looked at the young man in red who was sitting cross-legged. There was a thoughtful look in his wise eyes, as if he was pondering something.
Feng Jiu, who was sitting cross-legged, directed all the chaotic energy in her body to her Dantian. The energy was fierce and powerful, causing her tendons and veins to swell as if they were bursting. The tendons under her skin swelled, and sometimes flowed and appeared protruding.
She was sweating all over, her face was sometimes pale and sometimes red, the pain from her body almost made her faint. But she knew that if she couldn't hold on any longer, she would be finished.
Four old men stood around and watched. One of them said in disbelief, "I never thought that this young man could hold on until now after drinking the blood of a seventh-level python. However, now that his blood is boiling, I'm afraid he can't hold on any longer."
"It's hard to say. The fact that this young man has managed to hold on until now already shows that he is extraordinary." The old man from the academy stroked his beard and said, "Let's protect him for now! If he holds on, his strength will surely increase greatly!"
After hearing what he said, the other three nodded and sat down not far away to protect the young man in red.
As time passed quietly, one of the old men couldn't help but let out a low cry when he saw the spiritual power in the red-clothed boy's body rising rapidly.
"Look! He really advanced!"
"Hiss! Still advancing! The third level spiritual master shows no signs of stopping!"
Several people were shocked. After a while, they saw that the young man's spiritual master level had advanced from the fourth level to the fifth level!
"How come this advancement looks so easy? Who is this young man?"
Several people were shocked. You know, spiritual power cultivation is different from profound power cultivation. There are many cultivators who cannot break through the great spiritual master level and become foundation-building cultivators in their entire lives. And only by becoming foundation-building cultivators can one be considered an immortal cultivator and have a lifespan of two hundred years.
Among a hundred great swordsmen, only one or two can advance successfully. To advance from foundation building to golden elixir, it is even more difficult to achieve success, as it is only one in ten thousand.
Some cultivators are over fifty years old and are only at the level of great spiritual masters, but this young man, who is only in his teens, is advancing like jumping on a stepping stone, going up step by step. How could they not be shocked
Under the incredulous gazes of the four men, the young man in red actually sat there cross-legged and regulated his breathing for three days and three nights, and his strength was increasing step by step. Perhaps it was because they were staring at him for three days and three nights that the four old men were shocked by his almost abnormal speed of advancement and could not recover for a long time.
During these three days and three nights, they stayed awake and stared at the young man in red, thinking the same thing in their hearts.
No matter which sect this young man belongs to, they must do everything they can to recruit him into their sect!
"Look, he, he has advanced again..."
An old man swallowed his saliva, stared at the young man in red with shining eyes and excitement. His expression was like a man who hadn't eaten for ten days or half a month staring at a piece of fat meat, he wanted to pounce on him and snatch him back into the door.
"Hiss! He, he is going to attack the Great Spiritual Master!"
The old man in the academy opened his eyes wide with an expression of disbelief. In just three days and three nights, this young man in red had advanced from the initial stage of spiritual master to the ninth stage. Now, he was about to become a great spiritual master. This, this was simply abnormal!