"It's ridiculous. 'Hope' takes part in nature and can break illusions. Escape is the way. Why can't it be compared?"
This was written next to the work of a senior stone appraiser. It showed no mercy and no scruples. However, Wang Dong did not ignore it this time.
When he saw this sentence, he actually felt his martial soul tremble, and his brows felt hot.
"That woman left it behind!" He murmured to himself while caressing the ink that had not yet dried completely. Although the words were hollow, they made sense. You must know that a Sword Saint and a Huang-level martial spirit can reach this point. , why it is impossible to go further in the path of stone appraiser.
He then thought about the origin of the stone appraiser. Before the advent of the stone appraiser, the stone appraiser was originally a physiognomist. He was good at observing the sky and phenomena. However, his true skills had been lost long ago, so he was very depressed. It was not until the discovery of the stone appraiser that things changed. They used the talents of fortune tellers to successfully transform into stone appraisers and regained the respect of the world.
"The most important thing for fortune tellers is 'Wang'. What the ugly girl said may be true. This should be the original intention of fortune tellers. It's just that because of the decline of inheritance, 'Wang' cannot exert its power, so this was born." "Wen', if this is true, then if there is a stone appraiser who masters 'Wang', he will definitely surpass everyone, and it will no longer be divided by the current stone appraiser system."
The more Wang Dong thought about it, the more frightened he became. Then he picked up all the classics and immersed himself in them. Later, he became obsessed with madness.
"Yes, it must be like this!" After finishing the last book and looking at the seemingly unreasonable but actually meaningful comments about Ugly Girl one by one, he suddenly felt enlightened.
"Searching for dragons, exploring caves, and changing the world. This should be what you call the power after transcendence, right?" He murmured to himself, looking in the direction of Stone Room No. 10.
After understanding this, he was no longer confused, but rather excited. He didn't need to practice more at all. As long as his strength improved to the point where he could control the eye that was born between the eyebrows, he should have the Heavenly Eye that "Wang" pursued. That’s it.
"I wonder if this Devouring Eye can replace the Sky Eye." He stroked his forehead. Although the power here was a cycle of devouring and destroying, it might really be able to help him if it borrowed a little light.
Therefore, the urgent need for delay was to improve his own realm. He opened the box displaying the elixirs and suddenly took a breath of cold air.
There are no longer the handfuls of soul pills in the stone chamber before, but only one pill. This is still a pill that nourishes the martial soul, but it has a more domineering name, called Xuanhun. Dan.
Soul pills are divided into four categories, Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang. This type of pills is different from the Zun Soul Pill or Emperor Soul Pill used for promotion. They are only used for assistance, but they are still valuable.
The ordinary soul pill is the Yellow Soul Pill, and what is in front of you is the more high-end Xuanhun Pill. The Xuanhun Pill can not only nourish the martial soul, but also repair the injuries of the martial soul. It may be useless to ordinary people, but This is undoubtedly great news for him.
"Is there a more high-end soul pill inside?" Wang Dong was shocked. The mysterious soul pill is no longer an ordinary product. It would be really scary if the earth soul pill appears again. You must know that it is said to be able to repair the defects of the martial soul. The value of the elixir is second only to the Emperor Soul Pill used for promotion.
He calmed down his excitement, adjusted his breath, and then swallowed the Xuanhun Pill. In an instant, a warm current went straight to Wuhun. At this moment, he felt that his whole body was being warmed by a warm ocean.
Wang Dong looked inside, and the golden villain opened his eyes. The breath that flowed into his body condensed again, and then turned into the Xuanhun Dan again. The golden villain stretched out his hand, and then opened his mouth to swallow it.
In an instant, the original weak aura recovered a lot, and the golden pupils became bright again. However, not long after, all the aura disappeared, the Xuanhun Dan was completely consumed, and the golden villain fell into a deep sleep again.
Wang Dong sighed, the trauma suffered by the martial soul this time was too severe. Even though nearly a hundred soul pills had been consumed, plus one Xuanhun pill now, he still could not fully recover.
Feeling the injury to the good luck martial soul, he knew that this time there would be irreparable soul damage, and the cost of forcibly smashing the Zhulu Dao was too high.
Moreover, he found that even though the aura had recovered, the soul damage of the created martial soul did not move at all. Obviously, even the Mysterious Soul Pill could only repair the injury, but could not make up for the soul damage.
"That's all it can do now!" Wang Dong whispered. As long as he doesn't experience a martial soul war, even if the martial soul created by him has soul damage, it won't have much impact on him now, but he can't ignore it, because if it always exists, Once he reaches Martial Master, taking control of Wuhun and Zifu at the same time, it will be a fatal blow to his future development, and may even cause his realm to stagnate forever.
He was not in a hurry for success, and he was not upset because of the damage to his martial soul. Instead, he was extremely calm. He knew that only by calmly dealing with it now could he possibly solve everything.
The spiritual energy in the No. 30 stone chamber began to gather, but this time the speed was not fast. Wang Dong relied entirely on himself to absorb and digest it. The damage to the good fortune spirit made him no longer able to act unscrupulously.
But after all, with the accumulation of the previous two times, this time it didn't take much effort to open his eyes again. Two rays of light shot out, and he easily stepped onto the fifth level. At this point, the spiritual energy in the 30th stone room was even connected to the spiritual spring. None have been used yet.
In the blink of an eye, five days have passed. Each of these five heavenly kings is meditating on "Wang", or practicing to consolidate their realm. The door of the stone chamber where he is is opened again and again, and closed again and again. During this period, every time the stone door opens, Since then, people have come to challenge, but none of them have failed.
After all, these people are all after the 30th, and the competition is all about knife skills, so naturally there is no chance of winning.
On this day, Wang Dong finally walked out of the stone chamber again. The moment he came out, countless eyes fell on him. Whether he destroyed nine chambers by one person, or the spiritual energy of the nine stone chambers dried up, or he jumped directly from number 50 to number 30. This made him famous, and he never failed in any challenge after that, which made him even more popular.
"It's been five days, and half of the time has passed. It seems that Wang Dong is going to move on again. Which room of ten will he choose this time?" Everyone was looking forward to it, and they no longer had the mentality of being ready to see a joke when he just came in. .
Because there was a top ten stone appraiser who watched Wang Dong's competition and said lightly: "He can be in the top ten!"
From then on, no one looked down on Wang Dong again.
Wang Dong's eyes moved around, and finally he stopped at Stone Room No. 10 with some strangeness. The stone door was reddish in ink, and the first ten avenues were full of halo. None of them were far apart. These ten rooms almost occupied half of the entire Tianjian Hall. area.
In the end, Wang Dong stopped in front of the door of Stone Chamber No. 10. Many people were dumbfounded, and most of them had rich expressions on their faces.
"Let's go, he's not expecting an ugly girl to give up to him, is he?" Some people were speechless. If I didn't say it was impossible, even if it was really possible, it would be too thick-skinned.
"I suspect this guy might actually think so."
"No, Wang Dong is not a fool. I guess this guy has fallen in love with that ugly girl, right?"
"Brother, what you are saying is that the taste is too strong, isn't it?"
Everyone speculated for a while, and many people who had come out of seclusion were not in a hurry to go in. They waited with Wang Dong for the opening of the No. 10 stone chamber. In the end, even the top ten people found out about this and stayed outside with great interest. .
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and Stone Room No. 10 did not open. Instead, Stone Room No. 8 opened. A man came out. He was extremely handsome, with a face so fair that it could put a woman to shame. His name was Mu Yun. He was a self-taught gambler. Shifang spent a lot of money to invite him here.
He yawned and saw Wang Dong waiting at the door of Stone Room No. 10. He couldn't shut his mouth immediately. He pointed at Stone Room No. 10, then pointed at Wang Dong and said: "Boy, are you going to do this?" Are you going to challenge No. 10?"
Wang Dong glanced at him, said nothing, and continued to wait.
Mu Yun was not angry, and walked directly to Wang Dong. With a familiar look, he put his arm around Wang Dong's shoulders and said, "Brother, if you really challenge No. 10, I advise you to become No. 7." .”
"Why?" Wang Dong asked.
Mu Yun yawned again and said with sleepy eyes: "Because I don't like No. 7, and at the same time, you are definitely looking for death by picking No. 10. Brother, I am saving you!"
"Really?" Wang Dong questioned.
"It's absolutely true!" Mu Yun raised his eyes and said.
Just at this moment, door No. 10 opened with a "bang", and the ugly girl walked out slowly with a writing brush in her mouth, humming a tune. When she saw the door, the two people stared at each other, tilted their heads and glanced, and saw Wang Dong said: "Were you kicked out?"
Wang Dong suddenly sweated profusely. Does he look so weak? He shook his head and denied, "No, I have some questions for you."
Wang Dong was serious, but the ugly girl didn't seem to care. She took the brush and bit it twice in her mouth, her eyes rolled around, and she muttered: "Which one has not changed?"
Others couldn't understand it, but Wang Dong knew it very well. He felt a chill in his heart. This ugly girl really had this habit.
"His!" Wang Dong changed his mind and immediately pointed at Mu Yun beside him.
Mu Yun was stunned for a moment, then he chuckled and said, "Young man, you have no way of plotting against me. Everything in my stone chamber is left to my eldest sister!"
As soon as Mu Yun said that, the ugly girl finally seemed to remember, grabbed Mu Yun and said: "I remembered, I asked you to bring out the book on No. 7, where is the book?"
"Eh... This, this No. 7 is hard to deal with!"
"What about Number Nine?"
"Ah...Number 9 is so cunning!"
"Really? Then you can't get the short guy No. 6, who is stupid and honest, right?"
Mu Yun's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat. He touched it and said cautiously: "Dwarf... Shorty is too honest, I can't bear it!"
Suddenly, there was a scream in Tianjian Hall, like a pig being slaughtered. Wang Dong finally understood why everyone was so afraid of the ugly girl. She was simply a tigress. Not to mention her sword skills, she could easily crush eight people with her soul power. Mu Yun, who was trumpeting, had no power to fight back.
"Boy, let's talk about the bullshit later. I'm going to borrow some books." After the ugly girl said that, she walked towards the No. 7 stone room, but something seemed to sound, and she suddenly turned back to Wang Dong and said, "Yes. Come on, kid, if you want to ask me a question, please lend me the book No. 9 first!"
"Ah?" A black line suddenly appeared on Wang Dong's forehead. Is this book really so easy to borrow
(End of chapter)