Why do you feel this way?
He is still very measured about his own strength, especially now, with the departure of the gray and yellow aura, Yang Ning's aura is even weaker, and he cannot even reach the mountain-building realm.
The Lingtian Art in the body is still running, but because of the weakened aura, the fluctuations in spiritual power are also very weak.
Yang Ning's footsteps were difficult, so he looked at the surrounding environment very carefully.
A very ancient aura is wandering around, forming a magnificent and tall space in the entire Zhenwu Palace, which is more like a shrinking of heaven and earth.
And right in front of the entire hall, there seemed to be a person sitting there, pointing out the country and overlooking everything.
It seemed that a certain sound was echoing throughout the entire hall, distant and irresistible.
"True martial arts, Tao Qianfan, one mountain after another..."
It seemed to be telling some ancient language, but Yang Ning couldn't care less. The spiritual power around him was very strong, and even Yang Ning couldn't restrain his inner impulse.
gradually……
Such an opportunity is rare.
Ling Tian Jue is running, and the pores of the whole body are opened. Although his foundation is broken, it does not mean that his foundation has been destroyed. As long as it is not completely destroyed, he has a chance.
Although he didn't know why the Zhenwu Palace appeared in this life and death stream, Yang Ning's heart became as hard as iron as his physical body broke through.
The surrounding spiritual power continued to pour into Yang Ning's body, and a large amount of spiritual power flowed through the meridians, and finally gathered in Zifu.
Yang Ning's sea of consciousness has become extremely messy, so Yang Ning wants to use Zifu as a guide to re-establish the sea of consciousness.
As long as you are not dead, you will never fall. This is your unyielding will.
He had already been tempered to be extremely powerful by the torture of his previous master. Otherwise, with Yang Ning's qualifications in his previous life, it would be impossible to reach the true peak of the mainland.
Practice...
Yang Ning no longer knows how long he has been practicing in it. As he continues to absorb spiritual power, the spiritual power in Yang Ning's sea of consciousness has turned into liquid, but Yang Ning is still absorbing it.
In the sea of consciousness, several spiritual objects kept floating around. The one that changed the most was naturally the Manzhu on the ground, and a petal slowly began to fall off.
The petals are set off by spiritual power and float towards the surrounding sea of spiritual power.
"That's wrong!" Yang Ning seemed to have discovered something was wrong, because the death energy on the petals was too strong. If it fell into his own spiritual power, his consciousness would probably explode completely.
"However, these petals are obviously at the level of sacred objects. If it is wasted, it seems a bit..." Yang Ning weighed it again and again, and a stream of spiritual power flowed between the Hongqiao of heaven and earth.
"By the way, Zifu..."
Yang Ning's Purple Mansion has never been as powerful as the Consciousness Sea. Even every time he uses the spiritual power in the Purple Mansion, he feels like he can't really handle it.
"Perhaps, we can use this petal to strengthen the foundation of Zi Mansion."
While Yang Ning was practicing, a vortex appeared above the entire Zhenwu Palace, where the heavens were chaotic, like a black hole, and unpredictable.
The sound and shadow in the middle of the three words "Zhenwu Palace" seemed to sense something, and his eyes finally moved. Wherever his eyes went, it was this whirlpool.
The gray-yellow air is still hovering, as if to please. As it gradually moves away, the edges and corners begin to become gradually clearer. The originally long breath actually begins to transform into a dragon...
"You finally developed spiritual wisdom..." There was an irresistible tone in the voice, like the words of a saint, filled with truth.
The gray-yellow spirit seemed to be very happy, because this sentence was exactly what was said to him, and the person speaking was this figure with his back turned, and he still couldn't see the front.
The green shirt is still fluttering, and the long hair is also dancing in the wind.
"However, it seems a little wrong for you to leave your master like this..." The figure pointed downwards, as if time was frozen, and the scene of Yang Ning's training in the main hall was clearly visible.
"..." There was no sound, but the gray-yellow air was still very cheerful, as if it was dancing.
"Go, he is your master now, as for me..." As he said it, there seemed to be loneliness in his voice, which was a kind of fallen leaves in the autumn wind, a kind of desolation that was ripe and falling, and it was a kind of desolation that the road has come to. The feeling of end...
The gray-yellow aura seemed to be unable to hear the figure's words, and was still surrounding him.
"Forget it, since you can get my gray-yellow energy, why not help you..." The figure looked at the whirlpool above his head, seemed to be a little afraid, and said: "I had a premonition, but I didn't expect that among them The gap is actually so many years..."
The figure behind pointed his finger in the air and pointed at the whirlpool.
boom……
The entire space was roaring, countless ripples were growing, and the balance of the entire vortex seemed to be broken in an instant.
Yang Ning, who was in the main hall, seemed to suddenly feel that his breath became much smoother, especially the process of converting his spiritual power into liquid became extremely fast.
"Go!" The figure patted the grayish-yellow air lingering around him with one hand, and pointed it directly at Yang Ning.
The gray-yellow gas turned into a ray of light and entered Yang Ning's body.
"This world has finally fallen into the unknown..." The voice was somewhat weak.
"Come on, come on, come on..." The voice sighed, looking at the whirlpool that had not dissipated, and said with a feeling that he had tried his best: "I Zhenwu tried my best, I will leave it to those who come after me." The voice seemed very tired, but right there At the last moment of stopping, I still didn't forget to raise my eyes and look at the sky.
The scene seems to be frozen.
Zhen Wushen stopped again and stared at the waves in the sky. No one knew what he saw in them.
As the gray-yellow air entered Yang Ning's body, Yang Ning's heart stirred up. This gray-yellow air came with his rebirth. The only explanation is that the Tianque Sword, when he finally shattered his soul, It seemed that something in Tianque Sword had been touched. As he was reborn, there was this gray-yellow aura deep in his soul.
Could it be that this grayish-yellow aura belongs to the master of this hall? Otherwise, he would not leave his body in an instant, even breaking his own foundation.
Whose palace is this Zhenwu Palace?
As the gray-yellow gas enters the body, it seems to be more powerful than before. Especially vaguely, you can see that the gray-yellow gas seems to have taken on a form. Although it still feels more or less like gas, the feeling of turning into a spirit is... But it’s getting clearer and clearer.
"Lingtian Jue, Condensation." Yang Ning's mind was immersed in the sea of consciousness, and the gray-yellow air entered. With a long roar, the entire sea of consciousness began to gather crazily towards the gray-yellow air.
"Condensation!"
A huge suction force crazily absorbed the spiritual power around the hall, and Yang Ning's cultivation continued to make breakthroughs as the aura grew.
Bang bang...
After a series of crisp sounds, Yang Ning's cultivation quickly recovered.
And in the depths of the sea of consciousness, the miniature Mountain of Two Worlds took shape again, but compared with before, the gray-yellow air that originally penetrated the foundation no longer looked like a sword, but more like a dragon, swimming and flying.
"The leaping dragon is in the abyss, and one day it will soar into the sky!" With a distant voice, the Zhenwu Palace seemed to have completely fallen into deathly silence.
Yang Ning didn't know what he had gained in this Zhenwu Palace. No, it should be said that he had gained a lot, but Yang Ning hadn't realized it yet.
Yang Ning stood up, and the entire Zhenwu Palace seemed to become ordinary with a distant sound.
boom……
Then Yang Ning heard a roar. "No, it's them..." Yang Ning hurriedly left the palace door. Sure enough, just as he had guessed, not far in front of the entire hall, there were four stone beasts rolling towards the Zhenwu Palace.
Yang Ning raised his eyes and glanced at the words "Zhenwu Palace". The figure who originally stopped and stared there had disappeared, as if it had never existed.
"Is this an illusion, or is it reality..." Yang Ning felt as if he had been in a dream, especially when he saw the words "Zhenwu Palace" for the first time.
Looking at it at this moment, there are only three large characters "Quiet" on the plaque, and even the golden light that should have illuminated the space is gone.
The world seemed to have returned to the originally dark stream of life and death.
The light is pitifully weak.
The Zhenwu Palace behind him was retreating rapidly.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh..." At this moment, a little unicorn suddenly jumped out from Yang Ning's shoulder.
"This..." Yang Ning felt like she was in a dream.
"Zhenwu, who is it?" Yang Ning muttered to himself, but was quickly pulled back and disappeared by the sound in front of him.
Yang Ning pointed out, and a sword energy burst out from his fingers.
laugh!
A penetrating sound sounded.
"How could this happen?" Yang Ning was shocked. He should be aware of his own strength, but he didn't expect that he pointed at it casually. He originally just wanted to verify whether his experience just now was real or an illusion.
But he didn't expect that he would break the stone beast's body surface with one finger.
However, Yang Ning did not panic and immediately took out the sword in his hand.
Huhu...
The sword light cut through the dark sky.
The blood turned into meteors instantly.
Boom!
With an explosion, a stone beast was shattered.
Drip, drop, drop...
A ball rolled down.
"This is it?" Yang Ning was curious and picked it up. It was cold in his hands, giving it a heavy feeling.
"Inner elixir?" Yang Ning didn't feel like it, because although the inner elixir was something that would be condensed after the ferocious beast reached the fourth level, it was completely dark, unlike the one in front of him, which was slightly glowing.
"What on earth is this?" Yang Ning had no time to investigate carefully. The remaining three stone beasts rolled down one after another. The huge roar made people feel heart-stopping. Especially the genius of Lingdu Academy was killed by one of them. No scraps of bones are left.
"Well, a genius from Lingdu Academy?" Yang Ning suddenly felt as if he had caught something, but it passed in a flash, so he should deal with the crisis in front of him first.
Cut out with one sword.
Hunyuan sword.
The power of the sword seemed to be more powerful, which made Yang Ning more convinced that what he had just experienced was true, but why did the Zhenwu Palace retreat?
The bloody sword light pierced directly.
boom!
The gravel flew, and another stone beast shattered.
Soon, the four stone beasts were slaughtered by Yang Ning.
Yang Ning felt that his body was full of strength, especially after experiencing the baptism of blood, it was even more powerful.
You must know that before just now, he had nothing to do against the stone beast, but now he can kill it instantly. This is a bit dreamy for Yang Ning.
In fact, this cannot be blamed on Yang Ning. In the test before the true martial arts level, Yang Ning was basically confused and did not even know what he had experienced.
But Yang Ning could feel that his physical body seemed to be much stronger.
"No..." Yang Ning lowered his head and looked at his fingers. He saw that the fingers were as smooth as jade, but they burst out with powerful power.
A flick of the fingers.
A sword intent stretched in the space for nearly two feet before slowly fading away.
As for Yang Ning's aura, with the improvement of the gray-yellow aura, he has reached the first level of the fifth level of the Mountain Building Realm. He is only one step away from breaking through to the intermediate level.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh..." Little Qilin seemed to be different from when he first entered here, especially the originally fiery red hair all over his body, now turned a little dark red.
"Little guy, you have improved a lot..." Yang Ning rubbed the little Qilin's back and took out two holy crystals in his hand.
Bang, bang, bang...
