Go back to three months ago.
After Zhang Yang took the second Foundation Establishment Pill, he used his kung fu to dissipate the medicine's power.
As the medicinal power diffused, the whole body's mana airflow stirred up again, turning into small vortices and starting to rotate and compress.
However, Zhang Yang soon discovered to his disappointment that the frequency of the agitation and compression this time was much weaker than the last time, and the impact and pain on the body were also greatly weakened.
The whole process lasted less than a day, then gradually dissipated and ended.
Zhang Yang looked down at his body, he was a little thicker than a day ago, but the change was not obvious.
Inspecting the spiritual consciousness, the mana flow was compressed again, leaving about 30% of the space in the body.
Zhang Yang frowned.
"Drug resistance? Is this thing also resistant?"
Zhang Yang had a premonition that there was a lot of trouble, and promotion seemed not as easy as he imagined.
It's right to think about it, if it's so easy for wandering zombies to advance, I'm afraid that the zombies in the world will run all over the place.
"If there is drug resistance, then I will increase the dose. Anyway, my body is strong and has strong endurance, so I am not afraid of exploding and dying."
Thinking of this, a determined look appeared on his face.
He took out the Yin Condensation Bead, and after spending half an hour recovering his mana, he flipped his hands over and took out two Foundation Establishment Pills. After a little hesitation, he gritted his teeth and took out another one.
Three blue pills are spinning in the palm of the hand, very beautiful.
Without hesitation, Zhang Yang raised his head and swallowed it. Run the magic power and dissolve the medicine power.
Slowly, the familiar strange energy began to spread, and the mana in the body surged, violently, and turned into small whirlpools, spinning rapidly.
The degree of this shock is almost the same as the first time. However, because the mana flow is more concentrated, it causes more damage.
pain!
Severe sting!
It was like a small vortex composed of countless small and sharp blades crazily destroying Zhang Yang's body, and the mana flow was slowly compressed during the rotation.
Woo—
With a ferocious face, Zhang Yang raised his head to the sky and let out a long hiss. However, my heart was extremely excited.
"It's done! This is what I want!"
"The pain is even stronger than the first time, but it's still bearable!"
"It's impossible to defeat me with this level of pain!"
Zhang Yang bared his teeth and roared in a hoarse voice, full of indomitable momentum.
Compress… Transform…
This whole process lasted about four or five days.
Four or five days later, Zhang Yang stood in the middle of the stone room, with a faint purple color on his body.
The effect this time is very good, but it is far from enough! Zhang Yang felt that the gaseous mana in his body was very close to being completely condensed, but when it was "very close", it seemed that the resistance was very high, and it was very difficult to continue to compress.
"You have a lot of resistance, and you are hard to compress, so I will use a stronger medicine. I must subdue you! I will fight!"
Zhang Yang's face became serious.
Take out the Yin Condensation Bead, use your skills to absorb the Yin force, and restore your state.
Flipping his hands, four Foundation Establishment Pills appeared in his hands, he raised his head and swallowed them all, and began to dissolve them with mana...
ten days later...
Zhang Yang, who had recovered his condition again, looked solemn.
There are only five Foundation Establishment Pills left in his hand, the condensate seems to be within reach, but the last step seems out of reach.
"If you don't advance, you'd rather die!"
Take all five Foundation Establishment Pills.
When the potency of the medicine has reached its limit, every point of increase is extremely unbearable for the person who takes it. This principle is like the last straw that breaks the camel's back.
For ordinary wandering corpses, taking two Foundation Establishment Pills at one time may be the limit. Zhang Yang's body is extraordinarily strong. Explosive Corpse Pills are even worse.
However, he has no choice.
There are only five Foundation Establishment Pills left in his hand. If he can't succeed this time, he may not have a chance to get it again. Then, the day to advance to Zizoku will be in the foreseeable future; To become an extravagant hope, he is still an ant completely held in the hands of the White Witch Corpse King.
no!
I don't want to do this!
Absolutely not like this!
You control your own destiny, you would rather die than surrender!
With firm confidence, Zhang Yang circulated his mana and began to dissolve the medicine.
Two or three hours later, the medicinal power began to diffuse slowly.
boom—
At the moment when the medicinal power diffused, the mana flow seemed to freeze wherever it went, and a powerful coercion rushed away. Zhang Yang was caught off guard by the impact, gritted his teeth, and passed out simply.
Perhaps because there is no danger to life, the "Taiyin Refining Shape" in the depths of the soul did not appear this time.
Even though he was in a coma, the skin on Zhang Yang's body still opened his mouth wide, frantically devouring the surrounding Yin Qi to replenish the extra space in his body due to the compression of the airflow. Body training has reached a certain level, which has become a natural expression in the subconscious. If you don't practice deliberately, your strength will improve all the time. Just this point alone, I don't know how many people will be envious.
Zhang Yang didn't notice... In the shadowy spring of the rocky mountain hundreds of meters thick, the White Witch Corpse King sat cross-legged, with his consciousness spreading out, but he could see the scene clearly...
I saw that Zhang Yang's body was slowly changing. The exposed skin on the surface of the body sometimes appeared purple and appeared in the state of scales, and sometimes it showed a golden color, with knotted muscles... When the golden color appeared, there was a faint The coercion of the body spread out; the messy long hair also grew and became thicker; the limbs, palms and body...all are changing.
The eyes of the White Witch Corpse King suddenly opened, widened, with an incredulous expression on his face.
"What's going on here? It's different! Something's different!"
"It's that coercion! Although it's just a faint one, even I feel a little shudder... How, how is this possible?"
The White Witch Corpse King was shocked.
A little wandering corpse, the aura exuded when it was promoted to purple zombie can make a hairy zombie Dzogchen-level existence tremble? This is simply going against the sky.
"What kind of technique does this little wandering corpse practice? When he was promoted, there was such a momentum?"
After the White Witch Corpse King was shocked, his eyes began to turn red hot. His desire for this kind of exercise has reached the point of being naked and undisguised.
"I must get it! I must get this exercise! This is my chance to advance! Don't miss it!"
"Zap!! I've waited too long. I'm stuck on this threshold. Even the old master can't help me break through... But, I have a hunch that this technique will definitely allow me to break through."
The strange laughter of the White Witch Corpse King echoed in the Yinquan cave, accompanied by gusts of wind, making it even colder.
…
Unaware of the reaction from the outside world, Zhang Yang has been in a coma, and the mana flow in his body changes slowly and condenses into a liquid state.
This process is extremely slow, but it continues.
After the successful coagulation, the mana that originally existed in the body began to penetrate into the flesh and blood like dew nourishing the ground, transforming the structure of the flesh and blood...
Zhang Yang's body surface continued to devour the rich Yin Qi in the surrounding space, which supplemented the consumption of mana.
In sleep, strength is skyrocketing...
Time was flowing, Zhang Yang knew nothing, the White Witch Corpse King was excited and couldn't contain himself, and Zhou Xingwen and the other three were running around in a hurry, like ants on a hot pot.
One day, more than three months after Zhang Yang began to retreat, suddenly, there was a howling sound like a dragon's chant in the Yinquan cave.
hold head high-
The ancient rhyme is long, with a prehistoric atmosphere, like the oldest roar.
Accompanied by this long howl, the mountains in the entire U-shaped valley trembled, and countless gravels rolled down.
In the middle of the cave, the dark spring was surrounded by mist and kept surging.
Immediately afterwards, a thick gray mist gushed out, broke through the top of the mountain, and erupted like a volcano.
rumbling—
The rocks burst into the air, with an astonishing momentum.
Above the entire U-shaped valley, an invisible energy cover rippled like water waves, and suddenly broke with a "boo".
The gray mist leaked out instantly, the ancient breath spread, and a huge gray cloud gradually gathered in the surrounding sky.
…
Thousands of miles away, there is a remnant of the Immortal War.
It has been more than three months since the Xianzhan passed, and the dense atmosphere in the surrounding sky has long since dissipated. The only thing that has some insight value is the traces of the destruction of the Wuzhi Basin and the surrounding mountains.
However, after all, there are strong people gathered here, so it is not suitable for retreat and enlightenment. Some people who have experience have already left, looking for a hidden place to retreat.
Even so, there are still not a few people who are less comprehensible and unwilling to leave, and those who come late because of the distance.
At the moment when the Yinquan blowout erupted, the monks suspended above the Xianzhan ruins turned their eyes to the east almost at the same time.
"Huh? With such a powerful fluctuation, could it be that some kind of immortal artifact was born?" A Nascent Soul Stage casual cultivator's eyes lit up, and he immediately fled towards the east without saying a word.
"The fluctuations are so violent, at least thousands of miles away, and they can still sense clearly. I'm afraid it's not impossible to say that it's a divine weapon. Don't miss this opportunity!" Another Nascent Soul stage old monster turned into a stream of light and left with mana surging all over his body.
"Go early, did you go late?" This person's appearance is not human at all except that his legs are upright, with horns on his head and scales on his body, he is undoubtedly a demon cultivator.
"It's a pity that so many experts have sensed it. My strength is limited, so I'm afraid I won't have a chance. However, it's good to see the birth of a divine weapon." The person who spoke was a strong Jindan stage.
"I sensed a trace of demonic energy. I'm afraid it's not something decent. Immediately notify the mountain gate and send people to help!" Dressed in a white robe, with a handsome face and a cold face, it's not Weng Qingyu but who else.
"..."
The strong aura in the east fluctuates, and the relics of the Immortal War have almost been comprehended. The monks either have the idea of a fight, or the idea of watching the excitement, and they set up their lights and head towards the U-shaped valley where the aura originates. rush over.
…
The White Witch Corpse King had been sitting cross-legged in the cave, and the moment the whistle sounded, he knew something was wrong. However, before he could take any measures, he was knocked to the ground by the gushing airflow.
Fortunately, the White Witch Corpse King Mao Zong was a big and consummate existence with an extremely strong body and was not injured. He stood up after turning over.
Looking at the crushed stones falling all over the sky and the gray mist soaring into the sky, his face suddenly changed color.
"Big array!"
"Oops! The mountain protection array has been broken!"
Whoosh!
A series of human figures appeared in the cave like lightning flashes.
"Left Guardian!"
Everyone saluted the White Witch Corpse King one after another.
Looking at the auras of these people, each of them is extremely powerful, most of them are at the Golden Core stage, and there is one person whose breath is stronger than all others, it is undoubtedly the Golden Core stage.
The other two figures are particularly conspicuous, one is covered with pitch-black scales, has a ferocious face, and a black head; the other, like the White Witch Corpse King, is covered in green fluff, with a burly figure, but with a slight aura. Weaker, there is no doubt that the hair is stiff.
Looking at these strong men rushing over, the White Witch Corpse King's face did not relax at all, and a tight voice sounded: "The spirit of Yinquan rioted, broke through the big formation protecting the mountain, and the breath leaked out! It doesn't matter if it is normal, just need to Just strengthen the seal. But now, there are relics of the immortal war in the Yixian Gorge thousands of miles away, and the strong are gathered. This breath will definitely attract those old monsters to covet it."
Speaking of this, the White Witch Corpse King paused, seeing everyone's dignified expressions, and then continued: "Next, it will be a critical moment for the life and death of my horseshoe valley sub-helm of the Corpse Refining Gate. I believe it won't take long , there will be countless powerful people gathered. At that time, there must be many people who are not afraid of my reputation in the Corpse Refining Sect. This battle is already inevitable. Before that, Elder Xu, Elder Ge... "
The White Witch Corpse King appointed the only human monk in the Nascent Soul stage, and then ordered several monks in the late Golden Core stage and the peak stage.
"Follow me to the Yinquan, strengthen the seal of the spirit of the Yinquan, so as to avoid future troubles. Jiang Yan, you are responsible for guarding the valley, and organize people to repair the mountain protection array as soon as possible. If anyone comes, report my name of the Corpse Refining Gate , those who can be killed will be killed; those who can't be killed, try to delay as much as possible, and wait for the teacher to come out to solve the problem."
Jiang Yan was the one with weak hair.
"Yes, Guardian Zuo/Master!"
Everyone agreed and started to act.
Without hesitation, the White Witch Corpse King rushed down against the gray mist sprayed by Yinquan in a flash. Nascent Soul monster Elder Xu followed behind.
Jiang Yan also led everyone out of the cave. Several monks who were good at formations seized the time to restore the mountain protection formation, while the others were quietly floating in the air, waiting for the arrival of the enemy.
…
The spirit of Yinquan rioted, and the top of the cave was directly destroyed. A few hundred meters away from the mountain, the stone room where Zhang Yang lived was also shaken violently, and dust, earth and rocks all fell down.
Accompanied by a burst of "beep beep beep beep", electric arcs flickered, puffs of thick smoke rose, and formations carved on the surrounding stone walls burst one after another.
call!
Accompanied by the sound of the wind, a zombie stood up straight.
A robe is so tattered that it has become pieces of cloth. What can be vaguely seen under the cloth is the flesh with knotted muscles; the body surface is covered with a layer of purple scale-like cuticle, which looks like a strong defense.
The disheveled long hair is purple, and the face is extremely ferocious; the blood-red eyes are full of murderous intent; the sharp claws are more terrifying than animal claws, shining with a palpitating cold light; the limbs are slightly bent at the knees, and the limbs are thick and thick. It's a combination of strength and speed.