Ningxia was a little overwhelmed by the steady stream of spiritual energy attacks. Although spiritual energy is a must for any monk, it does not mean that the more of it, the better.
The higher the strength of the body, the greater the amount of spiritual energy it can hold. Everyone's body strength is different, and the amount of spiritual energy they can hold is naturally different.
Generally speaking, the higher the cultivation level of a monk, the higher the physical fitness. Ning Xiaoxia is only at the eighth level of Qi training. No matter how talented she is, the amount of spiritual power she can absorb is limited. She could no longer bear such continuous spiritual energy baptism.
Before returning to the soul, the exercises in the body were running automatically, and the instinctive operation of the body was relatively coordinated. Once the soul returns and the consciousness returns, this rare balance is broken, and the spiritual energy flow in the body runs wild like a wild horse.
For example, if Ningxia's body is a relatively hard clay pot, then the flow of spiritual power at this time is like water from a faucet, flowing rapidly and continuously into this small pot.
The clay pot is only so big and can hold only a limited amount of water. The rest can only overflow along the edge, and at the same time it has to withstand the high-pressure attack of the water flow. Under such a disadvantage, the small clay pot is facing the critical point of collapse. If it is not controlled, the consequences will be disastrous.
To solve the current dilemma, the physical strength must keep up with the cultivation level. The problem is that Ning Xiaoxia's previous breakthrough was interrupted and sent to the trial site. When she came back, she could no longer control the situation in her body.
He passed the promotion node by mistake, and his body absorbed a lot of spiritual energy through spontaneous movement. Nowadays, her body is full of spiritual energy, and the gurgling blood is mixed with a lot of active spiritual energy, which can dredge the eight extraordinary meridians. Some of the spiritual energy has somehow merged into her flesh and blood, strengthening her muscles and bones little by little, achieving a kind of Almost to the point of bursting.
stop! Stop it! Ningxia was so anxious that the tip of her nose was sweating, her heart felt cold, and she was still "struggled to death".
The wisps of spiritual energy running around in the body didn't buy it and ran around in the body indifferently. And I don't know if it was an illusion, but these spiritual energy seemed to be irritated when Ningxia was disturbed, and began to stir up a storm in the small inner space.
Ning Xia quickly took back the ray of spiritual power of the first sentry, but unfortunately, it was of no use anymore, her spiritual power cycle was disrupted. The spiritual energy in her body surged and collided randomly, causing her meridians to ache.
The spiritual sphere inside the Dantian is multiplying at an incredible speed, occupying the already small Dantian, and broken spiritual power is still flowing in endlessly.
crazy! All crazy! Ning Xiaoidi looked anxiously at the space inside his body that could explode at any time, and was at a loss for a moment.
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Xie Shi opened his eyes and was stunned for a moment when he saw the scene in front of him. He is back?
What happened just now? A second ago, he was immersed in fear, but suddenly his chest felt extremely hot, blood was boiling all over his body, and the entire sky became dark. Before he lost consciousness, he could only hear a clear cry.
Then he came back.
This... Xie Shi was surprised to see a bright golden red color on the back of his hand. The graceful totem occupied the entire back of his hand, which was extremely dazzling.
When the sponsoring monk came to congratulate him on passing the trial, Xie Shi was confused. He had no idea what was said after that. He was dragged into a gathering among a bunch of people in a daze and couldn't recover for a while.
"Hey! How did such a brat get selected? He couldn't be fooled, right?" A monk next door obviously couldn't stand Xie Shi's cowardly behavior and said with disdain. He is a leader in the sect, and the sect is also quite famous in the southeastern border. Being able to win the place in the inheritance tower this time is a very satisfying time. How can someone like Xie Shi be compared with him?
"Fellow Daoist Gao, are you going too far? This is not a place in Kaiyang Mountain where you can talk nonsense. Fengming City has held exchange conferences for many years and is impartial. It is a model of righteousness. It is natural to select disciples. His standards. You are so aggressive and precise in your words, but you have opinions on Fengming City?" The young man's face was as dark as water, and he slightly blocked the spiritual pressure maliciously released by the other party, and said indifferently.
"You..." The other party was speechless, and when the monk from the organizer looked over, he suddenly felt guilty, said a harsh word out of breath, and walked away.
"Brother Yao! You are here too. I knew you would be able to pass the trial if you were so powerful. You scared me to death just now. I don't know why you were selected. Could it be that I made a mistake..." See. Xie Shi almost cried when he met an acquaintance, and danced and recounted his fate.
"A Shi, it's different. We are different." Yao Chengsi's expression was subtle, and his eyes concealed some complicated information that a simple Xie Shi could not discern clearly.
The young man's high emotions suddenly cooled down, and he felt very uneasy for some reason. He subconsciously rubbed the totem on the back of his hand and said nonchalantly: "Yes, really?"
For a moment, the two of them were speechless.
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There were two people left in the field. The other thirty-four people who were selected have all woken up and gathered in the front, and the other participating disciples who unfortunately failed to be selected have already left the venue in an orderly manner and returned to the team outside the sect.
One of the people lingering in the square is Yang Xiuran from Tianxing Pavilion. He is a mediocre monk who is unknown to everyone. He doesn't know how he was selected. The other one is Ningxia. She is worse than the previous one, but she is only at the seventh level of Qi training.
The news of Yang Xiuran's promotion is obviously greater than that of Ningxia, and it can be considered a huge momentum. Dark clouds suddenly gathered, covering half of the sky in a mighty manner, and thunder roared with overwhelming momentum.
The calamity cloud has arrived.
