"Eighth grade!"
Fang Zheng let out a breath and showed a hint of joy on his face.
In three days, he finally reached the eighth level of Immortal Dao.
The ninth level is for refining the essence, and the eighth level is for cleansing the marrow.
Entering the eighth level, his mana surged to a level close to dozens of times before.
In the dantian, the thunder prison seeds also doubled in size.
Purple seeds filled the air with electric current, wandering all over his body. Every moment, Fang Zheng could feel the mana in his body growing.
Purple mana wanders around, carrying natural thunder attributes.
In three days, he broke through to the eighth level in one fell swoop.
Deep in his heart, the Qilin True Blood also shrank a little, and when he broke through to the eighth level, he spent only about one-tenth of his energy.
The remaining Qilin true blood still has surging power.
Fang Zheng estimated that if he could completely absorb and refine it, breaking through to the sixth level might not even be a dream.
His mana, body, and energy grew almost geometrically as he entered the eighth level.
The eighth grade cleanses the marrow and is completely reborn.
Fang Zheng had the illusion that he could break through the seventh level of the next realm in an instant.
The energy of Qilin's true blood is beyond imagination.
However, Fang Zheng has no plans to continue to break through for the time being.
The mana is growing rapidly, and it is almost beyond one's control. There may be hidden dangers in trying to break through the seventh level.
If you forcibly break a level for the sake of temporary pleasure, you can only harm yourself. Although you have the true blood of Qilin, if you don't fully control the power, it is like a baby playing with a sledgehammer. If not, you may be killed by one hammer.
If you take a big step, it’s easy to pull your balls!
Although it is very vulgar, the words are rough but not rough!
Entering the eighth level, this speed is already amazing.
Without the energy of Qilin True Blood to support him, even with the True Immortal Ancient Method, he would not have been able to break through so quickly.
"You can practice magic now!"
After calming down his thoughts, Fang Zheng closed his eyes, and the chapter of the Thunder Prison Sutra quickly appeared in his mind.
Spells: Five Thunder Spells, Heavenly Divine Thunder Spell, Lightning Escape Spell...
All kinds of magical powers kept passing by.
Soon, Fang Zheng chose two of the magical powers for practice.
Five thunders are the magic of thunder and light escape.
One is to attack, the other is to protect yourself.
If you can't fight, just run away. It is necessary to practice the escape method.
After selecting two magical powers, Fang Zheng began to practice.
The five thunders are the magic.
The inscription appeared in his mind. Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Fang Zheng quickly performed the incantation, and his magic power began to wander.
"Zizi~"
The lightning flashed at the fingertips, silver-white thunder and lightning was released, and in the dantian, the seeds of thunder prison continued to deliver mana.
"disease!"
His fingers flew, and in the next second, a bolt of lightning as thick as a little finger quickly shot out of the air and flew a hundred meters away.
"Snapped--"
Lightning struck the ground, exploding a small crater and revealing traces of scorched black marks on the ground.
Fang Zheng: "..."
"This power... might as well be forcibly activated with magic power."
Looking at his magic masterpiece, Fang Zheng looked resentful.
"It's the first time. It's normal. Just practice more and it'll be fine."
With a comforting sound in his heart, Fang Zheng kneaded the formula again, his mana surged at the same time, and he started practicing for the second time.
"Snapped!"
"Crack!!"
“Bah bang bang!!!”
A very rhythmic sound sounded on the cliff of Longshe Mountain.
The mana continued to be consumed, but Fang Zheng was not discouraged, regained his confidence, and continued to practice the Five Thunder Spells.
…
Time flies by.
Half a month is coming soon.
At dusk, the rays of the setting sun shine on the land of Yongdu.
On the top of Dragon Snake Mountain, terrifying thunderbolts continued to fall.
Looking from a distance, on the top of the cliff, it seemed like there was a thunderstorm.
The light of lightning was raging, and no wild beast dared to approach here within a dozen miles.
Dragon Snake Mountain, at the foot of the mountain.
Two figures appeared.
One black and one white.
One old and one young.
Walking on the mountain road, his figure is fluttering, and he does not look like an ordinary person.
Suddenly, the two people stopped at the same time and looked at the cliff of Longshe Mountain.
"The power of thunder is so strong, who is practicing thunder here again?"
Looking at the top of the cliff, the young man inside spoke, with a hint of surprise in his pupils.
On the side, the old man in Taoist robes also looked at this scene with a hint of shock in his eyes.
"This looks like the Five Thunder Methods. Could it be that someone from the Taoist sect is practicing the Thunder Method here?"
The old man in Taoist robes felt a slight stir in his heart, and the next second, a young man's voice sounded in his ears: "Uncle, how about we go take a look?"
The old man in Taoist robes came back to his senses, looked sideways at the excited young man next to him, pondered for a moment, and nodded: "Well, go and have a look, but you have to pay attention, this place already belongs to Yongdu, Master Yunji, please remember not to act without my orders."
"I understand, uncle." The young man nodded. As soon as he finished speaking, his figure quickly disappeared from the spot like a ghost, heading towards the top of Longshen Mountain.
Seeing this, the Taoist shook his head helplessly, followed the figure and disappeared from the spot, chasing after him.
…
"boom!"
A thick thunderbolt fell from the sky, and the cliff exploded instantly, revealing a pit half a foot deep.
"Shua——"
Fang Zheng's figure emerged from the lightning, and the diffuse lightning disappeared immediately, leaving only a mess on the ground.
There are traces of being struck by lightning everywhere, everything is scorched black, the cliff is almost ruined, and within a hundred meters, there are all the masterpieces of Fang Zheng.
"It's finally done."
Looking at his spell attack, Fang Zheng nodded with satisfaction.
After nearly half a month of hard training, he had successfully mastered the Five Thunder Spells and the Lightning Escape Spell, and achieved some success.
In addition to these two spells, Fang Zheng also learned some other minor spells.
Now, he can be regarded as a truly qualified immortal cultivator.
The Five Thunder Spells and the Lightning Escape Spell are currently his top picks.
There is no need, Fang Zheng will not show it in front of others.
"Now that you know the spells, when the time comes, find some time to try to gain practical experience."
Making a plan in his mind, Fang Zheng looked towards the sunset in the sky.
After asking for half a month's leave, the time has come and he has to go to work tomorrow. Although he doesn't care about the little salary income, he can't lose his identity as a jailer.
After all, he is also eating royal food.
official status.
The Tianlao is also the best hiding spot for him. It is best to survive until he is invincible before leaving the mountain.
In addition to improving his magic skills, his magic power cultivation has also made great progress.
It has reached the peak of the eighth level, one step higher than the previous breakthrough.
Continuously absorbing and refining the true blood of Kirin, and breaking through to the seventh level is just around the corner.
"The future is promising!"
Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and was in a good mood.
But suddenly, Fang Zheng's expression condensed, and he quickly turned around and looked not far away.
About a hundred meters away from him, two figures appeared in his eyes.
The figure was galloping, looking like it was heading for him.
"Could it be that I got Wei Zhongxian's true blood and was found out by the Supervisor Tiansi?!"
Seeing the two figures speeding towards him, Fang Zheng felt a chill in his heart.
The mana is ready to move, and he is ready to take action at any time.
In one breath, the two figures came to a stop less than a few meters away from him.
One old and one young.
They all look like they are wearing Taoist robes.
Looking at the waiter, he doesn't look like someone from Supervisor Tiansi.
But even so, Fang Zheng still didn't relax at all.
"Friend, your thunder method is really good."
Stopping where he was, the young man looked at the masterpiece on the top of the mountain and gave a thumbs up to Fang Zheng.
After hearing this, Fang Zheng frowned and looked at the two of them. The font quickly appeared in his eyes.
[Xu Ze, who has a certain amount of luck, is good at making friends, has a cheerful personality, and possesses various powerful spells. Become his friend. He is really interested in him when something happens. He is a bit naive, so we can have an in-depth exchange...]
[Bai Qiufeng, an elder of the Taoist sect, is an old man who has practiced for hundreds of years. He is very powerful and has a third-level cultivation level. If given a chance, he may be able to break through to the first-level cultivation level, but there is no hope of becoming an immortal...]
"!!!"
"Third grade Immortal!"
Looking at the font displayed in his eyes, Fang Zheng's pupils shrank instantly, and he looked at the old man in Taoist robes with fear in his eyes.
Is this guy even more powerful than Wei Zhongxian at his peak? !
