Chapter 1542 Deadlock

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But why did the "local" power in her body fall behind?

Naturally it's because of the disparity in power.

"Dragon Pill"... let's call it that, it comes from the dragon she killed in a daze. Ningxia still doesn't know what its essence is, but this does not detract from its power.

And that fire came from a memory that she had forgotten for some unknown reason, and it also had extremely extraordinary power. Ningxia doesn't know what it is, but she has an inexplicable feeling about it...

Either of these two entering the human body may cause irreversible damage to the monk's meridians, let alone the coexistence of the two? But miraculously, her body actually accommodated it all, and there was no sign of collapse for the time being. It even vaguely fit her body.

It may have been an accident that these two powers fell into her body, but due to various factors, they have truly "settled" in her body. Now, because of some indescribable changes, they began to become restless. They followed their instincts and wanted to control more space in Ningxia's body.

But the problem is that Ningxia's own strength is simply not enough to contain these two powerful forces. Even the spiritual power in her body seemed to be affected by these two forces, causing some strange changes.

Now the three forces in her body are stalemate, but they are not inseparable. They are just in a stalemate and no one can do anything.

What can Ningxia do? She was also helpless.

It is true that misfortunes never come alone and blessings never come alone. This imbalance is even more vividly reflected in her Dantian. If she had focused her attention to look at the situation in her Dantian when these two forces were trying to show off their strength, she might find that she was really dancing on a tightrope. Are you in an extremely dangerous situation? If you are not careful, something big may happen.

You don't notice it when everything is peaceful, but when both parties become active, the Dantian, which is the base camp of the forces of each party, can be said to be clearly differentiated.

Three different forces, no one gives way to the other. , the flame power derived from the true spirit fire is light. It surrounds the inside of the Dantian layer by layer, rotates upward, and hangs lightly in the middle and upper part of the Dantian. It is extremely destructive.

The collective spiritual power condensed from the "Dragon Pill" sank and settled in the lower part of the entire Dantian, directly freezing the entire power base. It was domineering and fierce, and it also had the meaning of encroaching upward bit by bit.

On the contrary, the spiritual root, which is the source of her body's power, is pitifully "huddled" in the middle of her Dantian, unable to reach the top or reach the ground. It is floating and has no foundation, neither mountain nor water. Moreover, its space is still being oppressed. If the power of the other two is strong enough but it still fails to make progress, it will not know how it will end in the end.

However, after all, these external powers rely on the circulation of spiritual power in her body. These years of coexistence have long been assimilated by her power, and they are even vaguely marked with Ningxia's soul. If others come to take them away, they may not be able to survive. I am willing. In fact, Ningxia only has one opportunity left, an opportunity to completely take these two forces into its own use.

Of course, before that, she needs to increase her strength, at least to the extent that she can fight against these third-party forces that are vaguely trying to rebel.

In theory, this is actually easy to solve, as long as she forms an elixir. Although these three forces are fighting fiercely and seem to be refusing to give in, in fact they are still unknowingly entangled and cannot be separated easily. If nothing unexpected happens, as her strength continues to increase, the various forces in her Dantian will gradually assimilate into a part of her, and by then the different sources of spiritual power will no longer be a problem.

But the problem is that she can form pills!

This really depends on opportunity. Some people may never have the opportunity to cross that threshold and form elixirs in their entire lives.

Things are unpredictable. To put it bluntly, she doesn't know whether she will live to see the sun tomorrow. God knows when her unsatisfactory body will be able to form elixirs.

And not to mention this far, now because of the two disruptive forces in her dantian, Ningxia can't even proceed with the basic formation formation peacefully, let alone transforming the Purple Moon Black Stone. She must not be able to even perform the most basic spirit gathering at the moment. I can't even figure out the formation...How should I play this card?

Ning Xia sighed and hit the wooden couch, not wanting to get up again. She was so happy just now, but now she is so desperate. Could her life pattern be any more difficult?

So Wolf Five, who came as a guest the next day, saw a person who was in a depressed state of mind——

"What's wrong with you?" Lang Wu was startled, suddenly thinking that he was dreaming back to a few years ago and seeing the girl who looked so wilted that her whole body was about to wither.

But when I looked more closely, I found that the other person was just not very energetic, and he didn't seem to have had a good rest. His eyes were a little empty.

Ning Xia raised her dull eyes, glanced at the person coming, and nodded with some disapproval: "You're here." After saying that, she couldn't help but yawn.

"No, Xiao Fufeng, you didn't become a thief last night, right?" Lang Wu said in a slightly joking tone, but there was still a trace of worry on his face.

Sleep is not necessary for monks. Even monks like Ningxia who are accustomed to sleeping...actually don't need to sleep. Cultivation is an act of replenishing energy all the time, so under normal conditions, monks will not feel tired or even trapped.

The other party suddenly showed such a lethargic and tired look, which seemed to be in really bad condition. Thinking about what he heard from Lang San before coming here, he was slightly worried.

"No... ugh." Before she could finish a word, she couldn't help but yawned again, causing her to cover her mouth in embarrassment.

Um...what's wrong with her? Is it really a residual physiological reflex?

Cultivation is not easy, and she hasn't had a real break for a long time. After all, sleeping has become a very luxurious thing for her. Ning Xia wondered if it had been too long since she had not slept, and she felt sleepy.

But it’s not her fault. First she was working non-stop to transform the newly acquired Purple Moon Black Stone, and then she was troubled by her messy spiritual power. Now she’s stuck in the middle, unable to move, and has accomplished nothing... How good can her condition be under such circumstances? Not only is the body and soul tired, but also the heart is tired.

This yawn choked back all the words Ningxia had prepared. It seemed that anything else he said would be too obvious, so it would be better not to say anything.

The room was silent.

It took a long time before Ningxia admitted "reluctantly": "I am indeed a little tired, just a little bit."