Time flies, twenty years have passed.
Jin Pengfeng, the door to a certain secret room opened, and Shen Long walked out, frowning.
He had been in seclusion for twenty years and devoted himself to cultivation, but his cultivation had stagnated and was stuck at a bottleneck.
The bottleneck is something that every monk has to experience, and it varies from person to person. He didn't expect that he was stuck in the bottleneck again, and he didn't know how to resolve it.
There was a deafening sound of thunder in his ears. He thought of something and strode out.
When he came outside, he saw two huge thunderclouds floating in the sky above Jinpeng Peak. There was lightning and thunder, and thick silver lightning struck down, heading straight for Jinpeng Peak.
There are golden-winged fire ants going through the tribulation and attacking the third level.
Shen Long took out the communication tray and contacted Lin Shan. Lin Shan appeared in front of him before he could breathe.
"Congratulations to Master Shen for coming out of seclusion."
Lin Shan bowed.
Shen Long asked about the situation of the golden-winged fire ants and learned that more than thirty golden-winged fire ants had attacked the third level, and they had all successfully advanced to the third level.
He slapped a golden spirit animal bag on his waist, and the Golden-winged Fire Ant Queen flew out of it, making a sharp and piercing neighing sound. Thirty-three golden lights flew from everywhere and landed in front of the Golden-winged Fire Ant Queen.
Shen Long gave each of them a beast-nurturing pill and put them all into the spirit beast bag.
"Which fellow disciples have visited me over the years?"
Shen Long asked.
Lin Shan took out a thick blue account book, handed it to Shen Long, and gave a detailed report.
Shen Long looked through the account book and found that Lin Shan recorded it in detail. The time, name, and purpose of the visitor's visit were all recorded.
After a cup of tea, two golden-winged fire ants attacked the third level and successfully survived the thunderstorm.
Two rays of golden light flew over and landed in front of Shen Long. Their bodies were charred and black, and their auras were sluggish.
Shen Long fed each of them a beast-nurturing pill and put them back into the spirit beast bag.
"Senior Sister Chen hasn't come back yet?"
Shen Long asked.
"I came back a few years ago. Senior Sister Chen has successfully resolved the bottleneck. I heard that she is in the process of reaching the core formation stage."
Lin Shan said.
Shen Long nodded, turned into a red escaping light and walked through the air, flying towards the Ice Silkworm Valley.
Fifty miles after he left Jinpeng Peak, he discovered that a large number of five-color light spots appeared in the void, like fireworks, extremely gorgeous.
He grabbed a handful of five-colored light spots and found that they were pure spiritual energy.
These five-colored light points converge in a certain direction, forming a huge spiritual energy vortex.
"In the celestial phenomenon of infant formation, someone is attacking the Nascent Soul stage."
Shen Long recognized the origin of this vision.
The Yuling Sect has a long heritage, so it is not surprising that there are Dan Jie monks who are attacking the Nascent Soul stage.
He accelerated his escape speed and arrived at the Ice Silkworm Valley. He sent out a transmission note and waited quietly.
Soon, the real Ice Silkworm came out.
"Let's go, your senior sister is in the process of reaching the core formation stage. Let's go and have a look with my master."
After Master Bingcan said these words, he turned into a ray of light and flew towards the southwest, followed closely by Shen Long.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, they landed on the top of a steep peak and looked at a thundercloud in the distance. Lightning flashed and thunder struck. Thick silver lightning struck down one after another, making the lightning dazzling.
"Sister, it's not a problem for me to survive the thunderstorm."
Shen Long said.
"I hope so."
Master Bingcan nodded. Shen Long's attack on the pill formation stage attracted the three-color divine thunder. He could not guarantee whether Chen Bing would also attract the three-color divine thunder.
"By the way, this is the magic weapon Ice Dragon Claw that I refined for you."
Master Bingjiao took out four huge claws with white light and handed them to Shen Long.
"Ice Dragon Claw! Thank you, Master."
Shen Long thanked him and accepted the four giant white claws.
Master Bingcan looked Shen Long up and down, frowned and said, "Why isn't your breath getting stronger and it's stuck in the bottleneck?"
"Exactly, the disciples don't know how to resolve the bottleneck."
Shen Long sighed.
"You are still young, so don't worry. Traveling or fighting to the death will hopefully resolve the bottleneck."
Master Bingcan consoled him.
Shen Long nodded, he thought so too.
When the twenty-sixth lightning tribulation struck, the thunder clouds rolled and surged, turning into a thick silver thunder python and pounced towards a valley below.
As soon as the silver thunder python was ten feet away from the valley, nine flying knives with white light flew out and struck the body of the silver thunder python one after another. The body of the silver thunder python exploded and turned into a huge ball of silver lightning, which was drowned. The whole valley.
Master Bingjiao breathed a sigh of relief. Without the special power of thunder and lightning, it would not be a problem for Chen Bing to survive the thunder tribulation.
After a while, both Shen Long and Master Bingjiao felt an astonishing amount of spiritual pressure.
The thunder light dissipated, and the valley had been razed to the ground by the thunder. Chen Bing stood in the scorched earth, with a white light curtain covering his body.
Her face was slightly pale, and she exuded a powerful spiritual pressure.
Master Bingjiao and Shen Long rushed over, looking happy.
"Congratulations to senior sister for entering the pill-forming stage. This bottle of Bright Moon Pill and this magical weapon, the Ice Moon Sword, are my favorites."
Shen Long took out a cyan storage bag and handed it to Chen Bing.
"This is too precious, junior brother."
Chen Bing declined.
"We are from the same sect, why should you be polite to me?"
Shen Long said nonchalantly.
A bottle of Bright Moon Pill and a magic weapon are really nothing to him, he can earn them easily.
"Just accept what your junior brother gives you! If you get something good in the future, just consider your junior brother."
Bing Canzhen said with a smile.
After hearing this, Chen Bing stopped refusing, thanked him, and accepted the cyan storage bag.
After chatting for a while, they returned to Ice Silkworm Valley, and Chen Bing entered the secret room to adjust his breath and consolidate his realm.
Shen Long and Bingcanzhen came to Bingcan Pavilion and talked about the bottleneck.
"You don't need to be in a hurry. Let's talk to other students about ways to resolve the bottleneck. Share ideas with them, such as sharing ideas. This is also a way to resolve the bottleneck. If it doesn't work, you can go out and travel again."
Master Bingcan suggested.
"This is my disciple's plan, but if it doesn't work out, I'll go to the Beihai Immortal Realm to hunt monsters. In the life-and-death fight, I might be able to resolve the bottleneck."
Shen Long said.
After chatting over a cup of tea, Shen Long said goodbye and left.
He came to a steep red peak. The area above the mountainside was covered by a red mist. At the foot of the mountain stood a golden stone tablet more than ten feet high, which read "Red Dragon Peak" in three big characters. This is the red mist. The residence of Master Jiao.
Shen Long sent out a transmission note, and not long after, the red mist rolled and surged, and the voice of Master Chijiao sounded: "Junior Brother Shen, long time no see, come up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the red mist turned into a red ladder and landed in front of Shen Long.
Shen Long walked to the red ladder. The red ladder suddenly rolled up and pulled him into the red mist. He felt a blur in front of his eyes and appeared in a quiet courtyard. The real Chijiao was sitting in a red stone. Smiling.
"Junior Brother Shen, you are a rare guest! Please sit down."
Master Chijiao asked Shen Long to sit down.
Shen Long sat down and chatted with Master Chijiao over tea.
"Senior Brother Han, I want to spar with you, how about we only use our physical strength?"
Shen Long asked politely.
He wanted to see how strong he was. The real Chijiao was in the late stage of pill formation.
"Let's compete! Okay! Let's compete at the foot of the mountain! One punch will determine the outcome."
Master Chijiao agreed.
They came to an open area at the foot of the mountain. Their bodies glowed red, their bones made a "crackling" sound, and many red scales grew on their bodies.
Shen Long's right fist glowed red, and he punched out, heading straight for Master Chijiao. Master Chijiao was not afraid at all and waved his right fist to meet him.
The two fists collided, making a deafening roar and bursting out with a powerful wave of air that shook the ground. The real Red Jiao flew backwards and spat out a large mouthful of blood. His face was full of incredulity.
He is also practicing the "Nine Transformation Dragon Skill", and his cultivation level is higher than that of Shen Long. In terms of physical strength alone, even if he is not as good as Shen Long, it can't be that much worse!
"I accept it, Senior Brother Han. This bottle of Jinzhi Pills is for you to take."
Shen Long took out a cyan porcelain bottle and threw it to Master Chijiao.
He didn't use all his strength, only seven percent of his strength.
He swallowed the corpse beads of the corpse king in the late stage of pill formation, and also took Vajra Bone Tempering Pill and Jinhao Jade Liquid, which made his body extremely powerful.
Master Chijiao caught the cyan porcelain bottle and asked, "Junior Brother Shen, how many drops of blood essence have you condensed now?"
Every immortal cultivator will have a certain amount of essence and blood in his body. If the Qi and blood of physical cultivation are strong, the essence and blood will be more. The greater the amount of essence and blood, the stronger the physical body will be.
"More than a hundred drops!"
Shen Long said.
Master Chijiao smiled bitterly and said: "It seems that you still have some reservations when comparing with me. I only condensed more than 80 drops of blood essence."
"I have taken a lot of body-building elixirs. It doesn't matter if I take more than Senior Brother Han."
Shen Long said modestly.
"That's it, it's not easy to condense a drop of essence and blood through physical training. In terms of physical strength alone, few alchemy monks are your opponents. It is estimated that only barbarians of the same level can compete with you."
Master Chijiao sighed.
(End of chapter)
