Wu Dian sat expressionless, watching a few lunatics jumping and screaming in the distance, holding support signs, inflatable sticks, and small speakers, cheering happily.
Didi started, and those few responded.
"Wu Zhenren!" "Xiongqi"
"Wu Zhenren!" "Xiongqi"
They are not protecting their master from tribulation, they are watching a circus!
Wu Dian simply closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and adjusted his mentality so as not to raise his blood pressure due to anger and affect his condition.
Gradually, his mind became clear, and he no longer had any distracting thoughts. He was neither happy nor worried. He only felt that he had the pearl of wisdom in his hand.
Wu Dian opened his eyes, smiled slightly, picked up the "Hunyuan Pill" in front of him, and ate it.
Then he began to use the secret method of Dahuang, and mobilized all his magic power to break through the golden elixir and transform into Nascent Soul.
It sounds like breaking the egg to give birth to a chicken. According to Wu Dian's understanding, the golden elixir is an energy organ, while the Yuanying can be quantified throughout the whole body.
Yuan, can explain the energy of the cost source. The Nascent Soul is a newborn baby composed of original energy. It is an important step to get rid of the limitations of the physical body and go to a higher dimension.
When a monk reaches the Nascent Soul stage, he is no longer a human being. His whole body is composed of energy-simulated cells. He will no longer suffer from diseases, no longer needs metabolism, and his life span has been extended to a terrifying five hundred years.
Because it is half an energy body, Yuanying monks no longer need to eat to maintain themselves. The body will automatically absorb energy from the outside world. As long as there is sufficient energy, the body's defects will be regenerated.
Therefore, when Xuanhua imprisons Nascent Soul, it will seal the surrounding energy channels, just like human beings need oxygen. If it is thin, it will be weak. If it is completely sealed, its own consumption will kill the monk in less than half a month.
At this moment, Wu Dian poured mana into the golden elixir to break the limits of the physical body and turn it into energy.
He has extremely profound knowledge, and his magic power is surging, like a long river, flowing towards the small golden elixir without any money.
In Wu Dian's inner vision, the golden elixir was infused with mana, and began to become smaller and smaller, becoming more and more condensed, and becoming brighter and brighter. Finally, it was as if there was a bright elixir in his body. Like a little sun.
Wu Dian knew the various changes in Huaying and continued to infuse the magic power without any delay. The "Hunyuan Pill" was also digested by the medicinal power, and was slowly converted into magic power, and was injected into the golden elixir.
This is the purpose of taking the mana-replenishing elixir, fearing that the monk will not have enough mana and will not be able to inject enough energy, causing the success to fail. Failure to attack the Nascent Soul will have serious consequences. The golden elixir will be damaged and the cultivation will be greatly reduced. It will take a long time to recover.
In the history of Xuanhua, there have been cases where the first attack on the Nascent Soul failed and the second time succeeded, but there were very few, and they were all just bad luck. Only by getting some genius treasure to make up for the original source could the attack be successful.
As for the success of the third impact, it has never happened. The number of days is like this, and if three things happen, the second failure will exhaust the monk's origin, the golden elixir will shrink until it disappears, and the extraordinary person who once called the wind and rain will become a mortal.
Therefore, it is best to succeed in attacking Nascent Soul once, and there is almost no chance of repeating it.
Wu Dian knew this very well, so he was well prepared and took the elixir early to replenish his magic power to avoid lack of stamina.
It's a pity that God's calculations are not as good as those of humans. He was afraid that it would not be enough. As a result, his magic power was just too strong. Before half of the "Hunyuan Pill" could be transformed, the Golden Pill had shrunk to a small dot and could no longer be injected into it.
And the meridians of the body are still producing mana continuously. This is the disadvantage of taking medicine. These more mana will increase the power of the disaster. If God thinks you are cheating, you will be punished!
Wu Dian screamed in his heart. The mature experience of Xuanhua monks is that it is just right to add more mana. Extra things rarely happen. It can only be said that the physique of humans on earth is different from Xuanhua after all, and he happens to be the first There is no precedent for a monk to break through to the Nascent Soul.
He was scolding the Lingqiao sect right now: You have left behind the classics and the secret methods for refining alchemy and refining weapons. Why don’t you know to keep some precautions for cultivation? You don’t even mention such a big thing as impacting the Nascent Soul, what a rip-off!
He was anxious inside, but had no choice but to do nothing. He was in a strange state, as if his body no longer belonged to him. He could only watch the light formed by the golden elixir getting brighter and brighter. ………
Suddenly, Wu Dian seemed to hear a "boom", and the light spots burst out and turned into infinite light, filling his body and expanding. The scene reminded Wu Dian of the Big Bang, which gave birth to all things.
The golden elixir was gone and turned into infinite energy, attached to every part of his body and every cell, undergoing replacement and transformation.
During this process, Wu Dian even stopped thinking, and his whole body glowed brightly, like a big light bulb.
Several people watching from a distance were amazed: "Wow! Master is shining!"
"It looks good, the master has become an immortal."
"Don't talk nonsense. It's still early. The master is conducting electricity, so it shines. Come on, come on, let's cheer for the master!"
Then the sound of cheering sounded again, "Master! Come on!" "Master! Come on!" Accompanied by the rhythmic "bang bang bang" sound, it was the inflatable rod being knocked.
Wu Dian could neither hear nor see all this. He was going through the process of transforming from a carbon-based life to an energy life. From then on, he was no longer a human being.
Fortunately, this process did not last long, only a few minutes.
Wu Dian suddenly woke up and his mind became active, as if he had had a long, long dream that spanned the river of time and experienced endless years.
Now that he remembered it, his thirty-year life course went through his mind in an instant. He was Wu Dian, the head of the Dahuang Lingqiao Sect and the master of the Guan Guan Group. He had a lot of relatives and disciples. He was... Overcoming the tribulation.
Wu Dian was so excited that the golden elixir had turned into energy throughout his body. After consolidating it, he could officially become a Nascent Soul monk. The doom was about to come.
Overcoming tribulations Overcoming tribulations is originally a transformation of life that leads to disasters given by God. If you can survive, the sea and sky will be vast, but if you cannot survive, the body will die and the path will disappear.
The calamity is coming!
A whirlwind that came out of thin air began to surround Wu Dian, and there was a slight "whooshing" sound around him, which foreshadowed the nature of disaster.
"Oh, it's the Gengjin Divine Wind Tribulation!"
Wu Dian recognized it, picked up a bottle in front of him, with the word "wind" written on it, poured out a spiritual elixir and swallowed it. This elixir can enhance the wind attribute resistance of monks, and is specially used to overcome wind tribulations. .
He felt a little disdainful: Go! It is actually a wind calamity, the easiest of the four calamities. Does this mean you don’t look down upon me, or am I really a child of luck and am I only given some symbolic calamity?
He was still thinking about it, probably to avoid being misunderstood as looking down on him. Just above his head, a dark cloud quickly formed in the sky, and raindrops fell.
