In the northern part of Western Xinjiang, Yu Wenlei hid in a dimly lit cave, hiding his aura and dormant quietly.
Five days have passed since he forcibly killed Hailong. Over the past five days, he has been in a state of healing day and night. His sternum is gradually recovering, and the wounds on his chest and back have also recovered by 50%.
"Hey, what a fluke!"
Yu Wenlei smiled brightly. The remaining injuries were not too serious and he would definitely be able to recover before the Thousand Sects Meeting.
There are still twenty days left before the Thousand Sects Meeting comes.
"There are still twenty days left, so we must make good use of it and complete the final training!"
Yu Wenlei put away his smile and whispered to himself, always reminding himself to practice.
His current location is beyond the scope of the North Sea. Originally, he planned to go to Tu'an City to see Hong Sheng after completing the penance in the Black Gobi.
But now, forget it.
If there is a fate in the future, their master and disciple will meet again!
Yu Wenlei thought about it carefully. In addition to daily spiritual training, the most important thing in the final training was of course the eight-arm magical power. He had only just begun to get a glimpse of this powerful physical magical power.
Secondly, due to the soul skill Death Coil, his mental power has stayed at the early stage of the second soul realm for a long time, but it is difficult to break through.
The soul skills are mysterious and extraordinary, and this Death Coil was left to him by his senior sister Hua Ziyuan, which came from the Qijue Demonic Sound Sect hundreds of years ago.
As early as when the Hundred Regiments besieged Feihong City and he was fighting Feng Qian, Death Coil had broken through to the realm of Dacheng. But now, the effect of this soul skill is minimal.
In the last battle against the Sea Dragon Emperor, the binding force of Death Coil was completely useless against him.
He estimated that Death Coil must break through to the realm of perfection, or his spiritual power must reach the middle stage of the second soul realm, before he can threaten enemies at the eighth level of the spiritual king!
Finally, there is the practice of sword techniques, and mastering this new sword technique as soon as possible.
"Phew! Start practicing!"
Yu Wenlei abandoned all other thoughts and first took out the body of the Beast King Hai Long.
At this time, the place he was in was extremely secretive and there was no one around, so he dragged Hai Long's body into the stone lock space.
The stone-locked space can be said to be his biggest secret, so he is careful every time he enters to ensure that it will not be exposed.
It should be noted that this kind of teleportation from different dimensions is not foolproof. If you are accidentally targeted by a strong person, it will be bad! According to his understanding, as long as a warrior at the Spiritual Emperor level can threaten the alien space through a large-scale attack.
The stone-locked space owned by Yu Wenlei was opened by the predecessors of the Lei clan when they were about to die. After thousands of years, it is still unclear how stable it is now.
If you are attacked crazily by the powerful Spirit King...
Can you bear it?
Never take any chances!
Buzz!
The space circulated, and Yu Wenlei came to the familiar gray space. It was still empty, and the only thing that existed was the Qiankun furnace like a giant pool.
"Refining!"
He immediately took action and released his mental power to activate the furnace.
As for the refining function of the Qiankun Furnace, he has mastered it to a high level. The top priority is that what he needs is the essence and blood of this Sea Dragon Beast King. Naturally, it is best to use the Qiankun Furnace to refine it.
The corpse of Hai Long floated above the furnace mouth. Soon, the corpse disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. Gradually, even the keel bones melted, and finally completely dissipated into nothingness.
At the mouth of the furnace, a foreign object can be vaguely seen in the twisted space.
That is exactly the sea dragon blood essence of the dragon clan that Yu Wenlei wrapped with his spiritual power!
"swallow!"
Yu Wenlei's handprint suddenly changed, and the ball of sea dragon essence and blood was controlled. Subsequently, traces of blood-red gas were transmitted from the Qiankun Furnace and submerged into his mouth.
"Hmm!"
Suddenly, the spiritual field in Yuwen Lei's body suddenly became restless, and he immediately started to operate according to the eight-armed magical power cultivation method!
Buzz buzz...
The last ray of blood-red energy was swallowed up by him, and the restlessness reached its peak.
"Eight-armed magical power, activate!"
Yu Wenlei thought silently in his heart that the powerful flesh and blood power had a desire to spurt out. He controlled it and followed the magical method to condense this power into his shoulders!
"open!"
There is a numb and itchy feeling on both shoulders.
His expression was almost crazy. He had found the lead to the breakthrough of the eight-arm magical power, but after all, it was just the blood of a miscellaneous dragon, and the blood of the dragon clan was too thin.
"Damn it...failed!"
"Asshole!"
Yu Wenlei became gloomy, cursed loudly, exhaled, and wiped the sweat on his forehead.
"It's just a little bit close!"
well!
The eight-arm magical power is too difficult to cultivate. Even though he has a solid physical foundation and is assisted by the sea dragon's essence and blood, he still failed!
It’s so difficult to even break through the realm of Xiaocheng!
After a while, he was no longer discouraged and cheered up again.
Although he failed, he at least made progress. He tried once and was only half a step away from breaking through. With experience, he will definitely succeed next time!
call……
After adjusting his condition, Yu Wenlei started cultivating his mental power as planned.
This stone-locked space happens to be the best place to practice spiritual power.
I still remember that as early as when he was a boy of sixteen or seventeen, he would focus on the stone lock with his thoughts every day to exercise his mental power. At the beginning, day after day, the effect on the growth of mental power was remarkable.
But now, at the second soul level, this clumsy method will definitely not work.
He thought of a way!
Blue Devil Heavy Sword!
At the bottom of the Qiankun Furnace, the Blue Demon Heavy Knife and another mysterious spear were still lying there.
Yu Wenlei looked with his naked eyes and saw that the black energy on the sword and gun was extracted one by one, and then was smelted and burned to ashes. The last time he broke through the Lingang Realm, he tried to activate the furnace to speed up the purification of demonic energy.
However, this method is too energy-consuming and cannot be sustained for long before his mental energy will be exhausted.
But this time and that time.
"Purify the Blue Demon Heavy Sword, use it to train your mental strength, and kill two birds with one stone!"
Just do what he said, Yu Wenlei released all his majestic mental power. The power of the second level soul realm is no longer what it used to be!
"The skill of the furnace, Zhousu! Refining!"
Sure enough, the Qiankun Furnace reacted, and the real fire in the furnace surged, and the flames rose several feet high. At the bottom, the two weapons trembled slightly. This was the first time this phenomenon happened!
Clusters of clusters!
"Refining!"
Yu Wenlei focused his furnace skills on one point, first focusing on purifying the Blue Demon Heavy Sword.
Under the power of the 'Space Suction' technique, the black energy from the surface of the Blue Demon's heavy sword accelerated a thousand times and was refined by the furnace fire.
Such a big movement even alerted the sleeping Blue Demon Heavy Sword Spirit!
"Boy, you did a good job! Can you work harder!"
The weapon spirit made a sound of surprise.
In less than half an hour, Yu Wenlei's mental energy was exhausted, his face turned pale, and his whole person was sluggish. The demonic energy purification speed on the Blue Demon Heavy Sword has returned to its original state.
"Oh! Boy, can't you do it now? It's too far..."
"Qi Ling, why are you awake? Don't make a fuss, I'm just practicing!"
Yu Wenlei responded that it was inevitable for the weapon spirit to be disappointed. After all, with his spiritual power in the second soul realm, he could only use a superficial understanding of the furnace of the universe. It was still too early to completely purify the Blue Demon Heavy Sword. He knew this well. some.
"Are you practicing? Well... I wake up in vain! I then fell asleep!"
Hearing this, Yu Wenlei curled his lips and ignored him.
If your spiritual power is overdrawn, follow the plan and continue to practice spiritual power!
Buzz…
With a thought in his mind, Yu Wenlei exited the stone lock space. It is better to practice spiritual power in the outside world. At least in addition to absorbing the pills, he can also absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth. Although the spiritual power of heaven and earth is thin, it is better than nothing.
Cultivation of spiritual power and recovery of mental power at the same time are both complementary.
About three hours later, Yu Wenlei, who is in full condition, will start practicing sword practice every day again.
In the jungle, there were shadows of swords crisscrossing the jungle. Whenever he raised the sword, the light of the sword slashed out from the bottom up!
Yu Wenlei carefully considered this new sword technique, but he was still not satisfied with its power. It seemed that it would be difficult to master this sword technique before the Thousand Sects Meeting!
In this way, day and night rotated, and fifteen days passed in a flash.
"cut!"
Yu Wenlei's wrist exploded, and he immediately pulled out the knife, but then shook his head slightly, and then inserted the thundering heavy knife into the knife case.
The final practice has come to an end.
With five days left, it’s time to hit the road!
"The Thousand Sects Association of Western Border is finally here..."
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