Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 190 Looking at the folded sword outside the sword washing pool

The exercises of the Chuiyuan Baoshu Foundation are divided into three parts: upper, middle and lower, respectively corresponding to the three stages of the foundation building period: before, during and after.

The ultimate goal is to build the foundation into some kind of 'unique' structure.

When this structure is consistent with the way of heaven, the corresponding mimicry will appear.

For Wu Meng, the object he proposed was naturally the ‘Treasured Tree’.

According to the state of the quasi-object, the small realm of foundation building can be deduced.

Specifically speaking to the previous article, in the early stage of foundation building, the exercises that need to be practiced include ‘first opening’, ‘knowing the meaning’, ‘nine strokes’, ‘shaping the element’, ‘emerging form’ and so on.

Each of these practices is extremely difficult and requires a lot of effort and time.

Not only that, because the content of the jade slips is mainly concentrated in the 'professional' field, and some 'common' knowledge is sparsely explained, this requires an experienced leader.

Otherwise, just relying on your own thinking will be extremely inefficient, and it is easy to go astray.

Of course, Wu Meng doesn't need to think so far-reaching now.

The step of ‘initial opening’ corresponds to the process of breaking through.

It is at the juncture of connecting the past and the next.

Moving forward, we need to follow the guidance of qigong training methods, gather all the strength of the whole body, and leverage the foundation;

From now on, you need to completely solidify the feeling at that moment.

When these two are achieved, the door to foundation building will be completely opened!

At the moment, he is taking the first step in an orderly manner.

The nine 'ancient tree shadows' in the dantian are flowing like nine shining lines, outlining the outline of a gnarled and vigorous giant tree.

Generally speaking, when a qi-training monk reaches perfection, his spiritual power gathers into a cloud, and only after the foundation is established, does it turn into spiritual liquid.

But in Wu Meng's dantian, a ball of light blue spiritual fluid the size of a fist had accumulated.

Not only that, there are far more than nine spiritual leaves hanging upside down under the ancient tree.

This is transformed by spiritual consciousness and has long gone beyond the scope of Qi training.

Besides, the heart veins that run through the ancient tree, the huge branches, and the corresponding heart and soul are far beyond what ordinary monks can compare to.

This is where he is confused about his own realm.

It's obviously not 'first opened' yet, but all indicators have reached the stage of foundation building...

The thought passed away in an instant. He followed the guidance of the technique and returned his mind and soul to one point.

Immediately, he gathered all his strength!

boom!

There was a loud noise in the dantian!

It exploded like the beginning of the world!

The ancient tree that was originally hanging upside down seemed to have been pulled up by a giant, and then it was held in the palm of the hand and played with a few flower sticks.

Not only that, all of this is done in one go, in an instant.

Wu Meng was completely confused, and his consciousness went blank.

All that remains is the overwhelming feeling of shock!

Heart, spirit, and soul, three completely different 'hums' resounded at once, drowning him.

for a long time……

When he came back to his senses, his face gradually changed from confusion and shock to shock and disbelief.

I wiped my face subconsciously and saw that my palms were bright red.

There was blood oozing from the nostrils and corners of the mouth.

"……how so?"

He took out the Jiumu Bichun Yin and looked at it carefully again.

Gather all your strength to stir up the ancient tree and turn it from upside down to right upright.

This is true!

But according to the jade slip, the reversal of the ancient tree is an extremely 'difficult' and 'slow' process.

Whether it is uprooting it or rotating it, it is time-consuming and laborious.

The whole process is irreversible. If you slack off even a little bit and fall short, your foundation will be damaged, greatly reducing the probability of completing the next level.

Sounds normal!

How come you have become such a ‘creator of the world’?

With doubts in mind, Wu Meng looked inside and saw that the ancient tree had turned to the front and was standing tall and straight in the Dantian, looking full of vitality!

then……

There is no more.

The foundation was probably shaken, but due to the loss of mind, apart from the strong shock, no other feeling remained, and naturally it could not be said to be solidified.

So, this is considered a failure in foundation building?

Wu Meng's mouth twitched and he rubbed his forehead speechlessly.

The ancient tree in the dantian must not be able to rotate anymore, so we have to think of other ways.

Since my own conditions far exceed the requirements, maybe it would be simpler to focus directly on the basic level. Will there be unexpected results?

He began to make bold assumptions and tried cautiously.

……

……

Someday a few months later.

In the forest outside the sword-washing pool, two figures walked into the forest.

It was mid-afternoon, the sun was high and the wind was dull.

After taking a breath, I felt a line of fire burning down my throat and into my chest, which made me feel restless.

The two of them walked a certain distance, and one of them suddenly arched his body and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"There's still half a day's journey. If fellow Taoist can't hold on, you can hide nearby and I'll go in and find someone." Zhou Yunuo frowned.

Just earlier, she and Wu Meng parted ways and headed towards Jianxu alone.

Unexpectedly, when he arrived at Mijiang Country, he happened to bump into Wang Xumeng who was seriously injured and unconscious.

The two have no friendship.

With her temperament, she wouldn't mind her own business.

However, considering Wu Meng, a fellow Taoist with unlimited potential who might even join the Nine Heavens, she changed her mind and took action to save the person.

After that, the two of them were afraid of meeting Meng Haoyi and did not dare to go forward. They just found a secret place to hide.

Until a few days ago, the news gradually died down.

Seeing that Wang Xumeng's injury was getting more serious, he led people to the sword washing pool.

At this time, Wang Xumeng's face was pale, his lips were cracked, and there was heavy cold sweat on his forehead.

There was a thin line on her left shoulder, and blood beads oozed out every few steps.

Its surroundings look bumpy, that's because the bones have been chopped off.

Even though there are powerful elixirs and spells that can activate blood and build muscles, the remaining true meaning of Poqi has taken root. The places that were divided into two are like a natural chasm and cannot be healed.

There were two more similar wounds on the back and limbs.

It was more difficult and debilitating than any injury she had ever suffered.

Hearing this, she gritted her teeth and said: "Go on, since we are all here, there is no way to stop..."

Zhou Yunuo heard this and walked forward without changing his expression: "Fellow Daoist Wang still blames me?"

She frowned in pain: "...I can't talk about it, I just feel that I shouldn't bring the matter to Junior Brother Wu."

"In the Sword Ruins, the only one who can save you is Fellow Daoist Mo. Calculating the time, if there are no accidents, he should have successfully established the foundation, and there should be no problem in saving your life."

Wang Xumeng lowered his eyes and said no more.

She was deceived by the words 'Friend Daoist Mo', and that's why she got here.

By the time he realized what he was doing, there was no room to look back.

Although the woman in front of her was a lifesaver, she knew nothing about him.

On the contrary, it was Meng Haoyi who she was too familiar with after many years of fighting against him.

No matter what method the other party uses, she is almost certain that this guy will fight back!

As for the distance back and forth, with the speed of flying the sword, it is not a problem at all.

Now, what she hopes most is that Junior Brother Wu has already left early, and the two of them have failed.

As for the others...

It's not that she is looking down upon, but only after experiencing it can she feel the despair and helplessness...

……

Wang Xumeng's hunch was correct.

Meng Haoyi left the Sword Ruins, causing a sensation, then fluttered a shot, turned around and disappeared again.

By the time a few alert people came to their senses, more than half a month had passed.

In fact, thanks to some of the magic of Qianyun Sword, he kept track of Wang Xumeng from the beginning to the end.

Unless the opponent has the ability to expel the sword intent from his body.    Then why go to such trouble to perform this play?

Then it comes to the person he really cares about.

When he took away the sword soul and caused trouble to the east, he thought that Wu Meng would definitely die, but later he heard some fragmentary news that made him suspicious.

This gave rise to the temptation.

Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise!

He flew low with his sword all the way, and it took him nearly three months to finally reach the forest land where he was.

This day.

The sun is scorching and the vegetation is wilting.

He lowered his head and saw sporadic blood scabs covering the drooping grass blades.

Judging from its freshness, it should be no more than half an hour.

Meng Hao's eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars, he grinned and shook his head, turning into a sword light and flying through the air.

……

Boom!

Zhou Yunuo and the others had just arrived at Stonehenge. Before they could raise their eyes to look for anyone, they heard a loud noise coming from the direction of the sword washing pool.

The sound was dull, like an earthquake.

Even Stonehenge was humming.

The two looked at each other, and before they had time to think about it, they saw a large amount of dust and debris falling from the cracks in the rocks.

"!!!"

Zhou Yunuo's face was startled.

She had walked inside once before, and she knew very well that once these inconspicuous dust and dust were added to the body, it would turn into a sword light that would tear people apart!

Wu Meng was eager to save his teacher back then and didn't care much about it, but that doesn't mean the two of them can ignore it now.

Once it reaches her body, she might be able to hold on, but Wang Xu Mengke, who was seriously injured, may not be able to.

Is it possible that in the last few steps after arriving here, the boat could capsize in the gutter?

Just when she was helpless.

Suddenly a voice rang in my ears.

"Why are you back again?"

The sound reached my ears, and after another half breath, the figure was revealed.

Wu Meng waved his hand casually and brushed away the dust.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yunuo took a breath subconsciously and his eyes widened slightly.

The sword light that once caused his skin to rip apart now failed to cause even the slightest trouble.

Not only that, the speed seems to be much faster.

Her eyes immediately lit up: "Have you broken through the foundation?!"

Wu Meng was startled and shook his head with a strange expression.

This action caused Zhou Yunuo's sudden surprise to freeze on his face.

"..."

There was an eerie silence in the place.

"I... seem to have messed up."

Zhou Yunuo covered his forehead with a rare expression of annoyance.

After hearing these words, Wu Meng looked at the two of them again, and he already had a guess in his mind.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

because……

He looked up and looked outside the Stonehenge, and saw a handsome young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, standing in mid-air with the light of a sword.

Two lines of sight, through the window of the stone formation, rubbing against the rough rock skin...

Right together!

Bibo!

It was as if lightning exploded out of thin air, splitting apart where the line of sight met, and traveling in all directions.

One pitch and one pitch.

Smile and be quiet.

Just like that time they looked at each other outside the Zhejian Gate nine years ago.

The only difference is that this time, the two of them seemed to have a clear understanding of each other and moved their hands almost at the same time!

Meng Hao suddenly turned around, already standing at a high altitude, but under the scorching sun, his whole body seemed to be glowing.

Hundreds of sword lights and short rays rolled up from its body, pouring down like a tide of needles!

This is both a temptation and a killer move.

Thanks to the accumulation of sword power, its power is far beyond that of ordinary Heart Refining Sword monks.

at the same time.

Wu Meng's eyes were filled with excitement, and he looked towards the other party.

When it comes to speed, Yun Shentong is naturally even better.

As soon as he thought about it, he caught Meng Haoyi's gaze!

Not only that, a ball of bubbles suddenly oozed out from Wu Meng's pupils, which looked colorful under the sunlight, and flew towards high places.

False restraint!

This wonderful technique evolved from Yun Shenpu was also the first time he used it in a fight.

I had no idea at all.

However, the next scene made everyone present change their expressions!

Meng Hao's eyes suddenly brightened, trying to cut off the pull of Yun Shenpu.

Wu Meng's powerful spiritual consciousness is not a secret, he has already been on guard against it.

I thought that the sword that had been accumulated for a long time could cope with it. Who would have thought that with one strike of the sword, the connection would be severed and it would not drag me into the dark tide again, but I forced myself to use part of my energy to get out, which was extremely disgusting.

Not only that, but what he didn't expect was the bubble.

As soon as he saw it, he felt a strong chill, like a ray of light on his back.

What is this? !

He didn't dare to be careless, so he cut with his sword!

However, that extremely fragile bubble, which seemed to burst with a single poke, strangely absorbed the sword light into it.

Clang!

The sword light shrank several times and disappeared in a flash.

Meng Hao's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief!

He didn't have any reservations about the previous sword strike because he didn't know what to do with it.

It looks simple and unsophisticated, but its power cannot be underestimated. It would be difficult for any monk in the foundation-building stage to survive unscathed when faced with this sword.

This is the characteristic of the Heart-Refining Sword. It doesn't have so many bells and whistles. It may not be enough to kill people, but it can definitely break the defense.

This is determined by the true meaning of Po Qi.

However, it failed in the face of this strange bubble.

Wave!

Meng Hao was loaded into it.

It's not that the bubble has grown bigger, it's that he has been shrunk into an extremely small size.

Even so, the shocked little face was clearly visible.

The bubbles were suspended in mid-air, and light and shadow began to change.

It's too late, but it's just a moment.

Wu Meng had just received the opponent's short needle-like sword light at this time, blood was oozing out of his body, and he was unbearably hot.

It's said to be a pick-up, but in fact it's a forced take.

Although he looked like a bloody man, his injuries were far less severe than expected.

He kept moving and clicked three ingenious lotus hearts in succession.

The space in the bubble is a virtual world, and ordinary spells and artifacts will be greatly weakened if they enter it.

Among his earlier attempts, this technique was the only exception.

Just as the lotus heart arrived, another dense group of yellow sand swayed out of the sleeves and surrounded Paoying.

Once it explodes, swarms of small derived spirit insects will swarm up immediately.

What's more, nine drops of Nether Dragon Spiritual Water turned into turbulence and swirled away.

Under the influence of the dragon's head bloodline, there was a hint of black lightning in it, swimming like a snake.

(End of this chapter)