Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 189 Silent Shadow by the Lake and Noisy Sword City

Although the power of this bloodline with ancient origin and extremely high status is extremely weak, when it enters Wu Meng's body, it 'transforms'.

Just like a pillar holding the sky, the ancient mysterious ridge runs across the body.

His body underwent earth-shaking changes when it landed.

The simplest thing is that the various qualifications and abilities of the physical body, such as vitality, toughness, recovery, etc., are all significantly improved.

In addition, the power of Wanyou Eclipse Spirit Body has also become more powerful.

However, these are only the most superficial and superficial things.

At a deeper level, he realized that his heart, mind, and soul had undergone some subtle changes under the wash of the power of blood.

The specific details are still difficult to figure out for the time being.

But this is like a trend, like stagnant water flowing back, dead trees blooming, and many things that have been dormant for a long time begin to sprout again.

He vaguely felt that this was the real beauty of blood.

Transformation of one's own nature.

In other words, it is the improvement of ‘personality’.

On the contrary, the rest are just add-ons that come with it.

Of course, it was probably because the current realm could not bear it. This bloodline barely caused any movement and lay dormant deep in the foundation.

Wu Meng was not too surprised by this.

It is as if there is an endless supply of treasure veins in the body.

How to excavate and refine it bit by bit is at least something that can only be considered at the foundation building level.

He shook his head and couldn't help but stretched out his hands to rub his face, gradually calming down the burning feeling in his heart, and then entered into penance again.

Less than half a month later, Zhou Yunuo returned to Qingta.

Perhaps it was because Wu Meng was still as calm as an old monk in meditation, not impatient or impatient.

She reminded: "Fellow Daoist Mo, there are less than four years left before the ten-year deadline..."

Although the location of the two of them is on the edge of the eight directions, compared with the other young immortals, there is a qualitative change.

That is passing through the shadow of the sword.

Correspondingly, the extra time must also be taken into account for the return trip.

Wu Meng calculated for a moment and nodded: "In two months, I should be able to get the things, and it won't be too late to turn back then."

After hearing this, she looked at the other person for a moment.

In the past few years, although I have noticed a sense of strangeness from him from time to time, when I look closely, I find it is just ordinary.

It's like nothing has changed from beginning to end.

Now, Wu Meng still has two months to get the foundation-building technique, plus the time for preparation and breath adjustment, it will take at least one or two years to pass the test.

She couldn't help but think of Meng Haoyi.

As expected, that person should have broken through to the basic level after winning the Thousand Death Sword Soul.

The true form, as the second level of the Heart-Refining Sword, still continues the style of the previous level, and is known for its 'sharpness' that far exceeds that of the same level.

Even if it had just been broken through not long ago, the increase brought about by the increase in the upper limit of sword power was extremely exaggerated.

In front of such monks, defense is almost ineffective.

It is precisely because of this that the gap between realms will become difficult to bridge.

From this perspective, waiting a little longer is not necessarily a bad thing.

Thinking of this, she nodded: "I just asked casually, fellow Taoist, just follow the plan in your heart."

……

……

The seasons change again in two years.

The Sword Ruins period has entered the last two years of the countdown.

At this time, most of the young immortals who returned along the way and the rookies who entered the Sword Ruins again gathered in the outer area.

Every day, all kinds of 'breaking' news come out.

Several young immortals who have broken through to the second level are the main contributors.

And among the young immortals, a situation was formed where one person was dominant.

As for who this unique person is, who else could it be besides Meng Haoyi, who is so dazzling and attracts so much attention?

at this time.

Several people were walking through a swamp.

The leader is Yakumo Shin, who is carrying the wine gourd.

He would close his eyes from time to time, stop and go, and his route would be seventy-eight times winding. However, every few hours, he would find some unexpected 'surprises'.

Right now it is.

I saw him groping in the mud for a moment and pulling out a 'lump' covered in mud.

"What is this?" Lin Youjiang asked curiously, standing not far away.

"Bone, shoulder blade."

Yakumo was really speechless: "With the current momentum, Meng Hao will kill whoever he wants. Fortunately, this guy only focuses on his enemies..."

"So...whose bone does it belong to? Wang Xumeng? Or Luo Qingbao?"

Yakumo really threw the bones into the mud again, and when he saw them bubbling and sinking, he shook his head and said.

"Wang Xumeng."

"Can you tell if someone is still alive?"

"Maybe, you should know if you keep going."

Just three months ago, Wang Xumeng quietly tried to build a foundation somewhere in the Sword Ruins.

Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, Meng Hao found the hiding place.

The two enemies immediately broke out into a short and fierce fight.

The result naturally ended in Wang Xumeng's disastrous defeat.

It is said that the breakthrough process was interrupted, which damaged the foundation. Then in order to escape, he forced his energy to break through the barrier and stepped half of his foot into the foundation gate.

Even so, he only narrowly escaped with his life.

Although several people have never seen it with their own eyes, seeing this shoulder blade submerged in the mud, it is not difficult to imagine how tragic the situation was at that time.

This young immortal who once chased Meng Hao to the sky and had no way to go down to the earth has now been left far behind by his opponent.

"One step is wrong, every step is wrong."

Yakumo really took a few sips of wine, and the sad look on his face disappeared, and a proud expression appeared.

As he walked, he said: "Senior Brother You Jiang, looking back now, what I said back then was absolutely correct. This is the price Wu Meng paid for missing the opportunity."

This shout of 'senior brother' was extremely smooth.

The people around him, including Lin Youjiang, all had strange expressions on their faces and couldn't help laughing.

"Then let's just think that the bet is even. Brother Yunzhen, don't call me senior brother anymore. It sounds really uncomfortable..."

"That won't work. If you lose, you lose."

He shook his head: "But I can bet again..."

"Again?"

"Come! For the last time, if I win, I will never call you senior brother again."

After hearing this, Lin Youjiang asked curiously: "What if we lose?"

"Loose? Then I'll just call you Uncle Lin from now on."

He rolled his eyelids, ignoring the pairs of eyes around him that widened in shock, and said calmly: "The content of the bet is very simple. I believe you must have a different judgment than me."

"..."

He said with excitement on his face: "Then, when Wu Meng appears next time, who will be stronger and weaker between the two!"

……

……

Sunset.

Deep outside, in a dense broad-leaved forest, two figures were walking leisurely.

The sun goes down, elongating the silhouette of the figure and imprinting it on the green grass, making it look particularly peaceful.

"In the past few years, thanks to fellow Taoist Zhou who has given me advice along the way."

Wu Meng said thank you seriously.

Zhou Yunuo said with a smile: "You're welcome, fellow Taoist. I entered Bafangwei this time and gained a lot. I also rely on fellow Taoist." The two of them were speechless for a moment.

Leaning slightly, we walked to a concave valley and looked down, and we could faintly see a hint of blue.

According to the earlier plan, it was time to part ways.

Zhou Yunuo took a look and spoke first: "You really don't need my help to take care of you?"

"No need. I am going to the Sword Washing Pond to accompany Master for the last year. It happens to be a clean place. It is also a good choice for foundation building."

Zhou Yunuo nodded: "Then I'll leave."

After saying this, she walked towards the woods at the edge of the valley, and her slender back quickly disappeared into the shadow of the wind.

Wu Meng withdrew his gaze.

In the past two years, although most of the time was spent on the road, for the foundation building, I still collected three copies of the spiritual materials needed, and read the first chapter of the Chuiyuan Treasure Tree Foundation several times in detail.

It can be said that everything is ready.

As long as he wants, he can try to break the level at any time.

But all the way here, he seemed to be a normal person, enjoying himself and not in any hurry.

Zhou Yunuo, on the other hand, saw the anxiety in his eyes and couldn't help but remind him twice, but unfortunately he turned a deaf ear to it.

It's getting dark.

When Wu Meng arrived at the lakeside, the bright moon had climbed to the top of the hilt of the Heaven-Zhanying Sword, like a clear gem embedded in it.

The wind blows in the east of the grass, and the shadow of the moon sways.

The path to wash the sword is the same as before. As you walk in, all you see and hear are the shadows of swords.

He just walked in it, strolling around, exploring freely, and walked a full circle around the lake.

There was no sign of pine trees, so he threw himself into the lake again.

Another long time.

He stood somewhere at the bottom of the lake, looking down at the cracked mirror beneath his feet, with a heartfelt smile on his lips.

"Master."

In the mirror is a mountainous landscape.

There is an elegant figure walking in the mountains, surrounded by dust and mist, and bursts of rays of light.

He couldn't see the face clearly, but based on his back and the vague feeling, he was extremely sure that this was his master, Taoist Songmang.

Since Master has projected himself into the mirror, it proves that his judgment back then is accurate.

It’s hard to say what’s good or bad here.

But compared to complete death, at least there is still a glimmer of hope.

Wu Meng grinned, sat down cross-legged, took out several fine wines and fine wines from his storage bag, and drank with his master.

The next morning.

Wu Meng's figure emerged from the lake.

His face was cheerful and his breath was calm. He first looked around and found a green space with good sunshine, and then he crossed his legs and fell into meditation.

Why haven't you taken the step of foundation building for so long?

There are two reasons.

The most critical thing is the Jiumu Bichun Yin.

This technique is only one step away from the Yin-Yang realm. Regardless of what considerations, he needs to complete it before building the foundation.

As for the second thing, he still wanted to settle one final worry before making a breakthrough.

Even though Song Mang is no longer here, a breakthrough here can at least give him an explanation in his heart.

……

While he was calmly adjusting his breath, Mijiang Kingdom was in a state of commotion.

First, Meng Haoyi came here after chasing Wang Xu Meng, and then there was news that "the person was rescued by Luo Qingbao".

A few days later, a letter came from Feijian, saying that Master Yunyao personally entered the Jianxu to save people.

This drama, from beginning to end, seems to be tied to the word "Yun Yao".

Naturally, there are also rumors about Wu Meng.

Some people analyze that the reason why Wang Xumeng was able to escape with his life was actually Meng Haoyi's trick to lure out the enemy. The real purpose was to fish out Wu Meng.

But here comes the problem: Wu Meng has disappeared for five years.

Whether he is alive or dead is still unknown, so how can he be taken into consideration by Meng Haoyi now?

Such rumors are just a few words and cannot make any waves.

Somewhere in Mijiang Country.

"It seems that we all guessed wrong...Wang Xumeng's line was completely cut off, and Luo Qingbao left Sword Ruins in a circle. From beginning to end, Wu Meng didn't pay attention to these things at all..."

Yakumo pinched his chin and said.

Zhao Siyue stood on the eaves of a loft and shook his head when he heard this: "You shouldn't be asked to join in the fun."

"That's not necessarily true. When it came to Wu Meng that day, you two sisters were more positive than anyone else."

"..."

Yakumo Zhen changed the topic: "Hmm... could it be that Wu Meng hasn't established the foundation yet? That's why he is hiding away on purpose?"

"Or maybe the foundation building failed?"

No one answered this, but Zhao Xueying turned around and sneered.

At this time, Lin Youjiang suddenly asked: "Where is Meng Haoyi? Is there any news about him?"

"Yes, I received a message from Feijian the day before yesterday. After breaking the trace, this guy went outside the Sword Market."

After Yakumo really finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

Counting the time, it's time to end.

Although there is still more than a year, both young immortals and ordinary cultivators are exhausted physically and mentally. Even Meng Haoyi cannot search endlessly.

As for whether we can still block people when we get to Zhejianmen...

Thinking about Wu Meng's past behavior, if he really deliberately avoided it and ignored his hatred, he probably would not have left any trace.

A few months later, Meng Haoyi finally left the Sword Ruins and appeared at the Folding Sword Gate.

His appearance caused quite a stir.

He was just one of a large number of Qi practicing disciples who were watching.

As soon as a group of foundation-building monks wanted to step forward to make friends, they realized that they were surrounded by several golden elixir-level bosses.

These big guys were smiling and amiable, including the one who massacred a certain sect stronghold back then.

As a foundation-building monk of the Sanzhou Ceiling, he is not even qualified to make friends...

This left everyone stunned and shocked.

For a time, the discussion about Meng Haoyi filled the entire Zhejian Sect. In the three continents and outside the sects, large and small, wherever there were people, this name could not be heard.

As for Wu Meng and Wang Xumeng...

These characters, who had appeared as enemies in the past, suddenly became the "standard" stepping stone stepped on by the protagonist in the story.

However, when the conversation was getting louder, no one noticed that Meng Haoyi's figure disappeared without knowing when.

……

White clouds drift.

Wu Meng knew nothing about what was happening in the outside world.

After planning for half a year, the Foundation Establishment Pill has been prepared and the condition has been adjusted to the best.

The elixir is not an ordinary foundation-building elixir. To be precise, it is refined according to the requirements of the Chuiyuan Treasure Tree Base.

In this regard, although they are all collectively called Foundation Establishment Pills, the spiritual materials required for different techniques are completely different.

The effect played in the breakthrough is far more than just gathering spirit to break through the level.

To be honest, Wu Meng is somewhat unsure of where he is now in the Qi training realm.

He even felt that his breakthrough was almost certain.

You know, this is a foundation-building level with a very low success rate, and it has trapped countless talents to death...

Of course, having said that, the key to breaking through the foundation building is to leverage the foundation.

The first time is mostly about trying.

Whether you need pill assistance and when to take it all must be judged based on the actual situation.

(End of this chapter)