Chapter 1279 Final preparations, eight parts of Tianlong Jin, a thousand-year strike
"It seems that in the future, we still have to find more spiritual plants, medicinal materials, and refine spiritual elixirs. We also have to find ways to get back the heart that was taken away by the Lord of Evil. If the heart comes back, at any rate
It can also make up for some of the flaws in the physical body.”
"Now that so much time has passed, it's time to go out and find out some information, and at the same time try to find a way to truly eliminate the mysterious Lord."
"Well...Before that, we have to prepare some life-saving means. Relying solely on spiritual consciousness is not a solution after all. Under the God Tempering Art, spiritual consciousness grows very slowly. Once it is over-consumed, it will cause indelible damage to the body.
Influence."
Su Twelve continued to ponder, and soon he had thoughts and ideas.
Two gleams of light flashed in his eyes, and he used his hands and feet to make strange postures one after another and make a series of different movements.
There are not many movements, a total of 8864 types.
After just one pass, Su Twelve felt an indescribable internal energy as thin as a hair in his meridians.
After eight, eight, sixty-four times, the internal energy in the meridians is like a tower of sand, forming a considerable force.
The strength is intertwined, like a swimming dragon, rushing through the meridians with the true energy, circulating around the sky, and begins to grow spontaneously.
Feeling the changes in his body, Su Twelve stopped moving.
"It's such an eight-part Tianlong Jin. No wonder it took a hundred years to come up with this move!"
"Not to mention whether it will take a hundred years of foundation to push for a move, just to cultivate to the point where you can use the move, if you just rely on spontaneous growth, it will take more than a hundred years!"
"If you have time in the future, you will have to practice this technique more frequently."
After muttering something softly, Su Twelve's mind sank, and he looked inside himself again, entering the small universe of his dantian.
This time, with his spiritual consciousness, his thoughts went straight to the depths of the nebula, and the thousand-year blow that suspended his dantian was gone.
A strike of a thousand years is to nourish the energy of the earth for a thousand years.
made.
After the battle at Qifeng Mountain in Yunhan, he took it into Dantian, but because of his insufficient cultivation level, he has been unable to activate it.
Today's Millennium Strike has been nourished by the energy of Dantian for hundreds of years. Compared with the time when he was born in the past, his whole body is more natural.
During the battle with the Huanxing Sect that day, I gave up my illusory spirit body. The Wuchen Sword I had with me at that time, no matter whether it was taken away by Li Piaoyue or the others, at least it is definitely not in my hands now.
Su Twelve was not a true swordsman, but his attack methods could be considered to be sword-based.
Without a suitable flying sword, your strength will inevitably be somewhat compromised.
After a Thousand Years of Attack, and during the Golden Core Stage of cultivation, he was still unable to shake it.
But now, with my cultivation level reaching Nascent Soul, it’s time to try again.
With his mind settled, Su Twelve no longer hesitated. After looking around, he rushed decisively towards the Millennium Strike with his spiritual consciousness.
The next second, Su Twelve's body trembled slightly, and he felt as if his consciousness had entered a quicksand quagmire, and every movement was extremely sluggish.
If it weren't for his firm will, his spiritual consciousness would have been tempered by the God Tempering Technique and would have been a hundred times stronger. He wouldn't have been able to get very far and would have been completely wiped out.
Nowadays, it is difficult, but at least it can be controlled.
Unlike in the past, every time I tried, it was like touching a solid rock that I couldn't shake. If I used too much force, I would hurt myself.
Time passed bit by bit, and Su Twelve was still shaking, and beads of sweat appeared on Su Twelve's forehead.
Wisps of spiritual consciousness, controlled by Su Twelve's will, gradually covered the inside and outside of the flying sword at an extremely slow speed.
"Buzz!"
At the moment when his consciousness and consciousness were completely infiltrated into Feijian, a buzzing sound came from the Dantian.
For hundreds of years, the Millennium Blow, which had never moved an inch since entering the small universe of Dantian, began to tremble violently at this moment.
The thousand-year blow trembled, and Su Twelve's dantian small universe was like a huge storm.
The nebula gathered by the energy of heaven and earth collapsed directly. .??.
The energy oscillated and brought about an astonishing impact, making Su Twelve's own dantian small universe feel like it was being exploded.
In the center of the small universe, the three-inch Nascent Soul villain instantly opened his eyes and changed from sitting cross-legged to standing.
Nascent Soul steps on the Tai Chi steps, fiddles with the hands in the air, and keeps waving them like Tai Chi cloud hands.
Waves of infant essence spurted out, and in the blink of an eye a Tai Chi pattern appeared in front of him.
Tai Chi rotates, absorbs the energy of heaven and earth, and transforms the universe into infinite.
The raging torrent, as majestic as a wave, suddenly calmed down.
After doing all this, Nascent Soul's rice-like eyes fell on the Thousand-Year Strike, and with a finger in the air, he activated various energies in his Dantian, condensed into a chain of brilliant light, and sank into the Thousand-Year Strike.
The thousand-year blow that kept shaking was finally calmed down and calmed down.
The next second, Su Twelve thought, and his consciousness left his dantian.
At the same time as he opened his eyes, a sword light rushed out of his body and hovered in front of him.
The sword is more than three feet long and is entirely cyan. Chains made of various energies are faintly visible on the sword body.
Compared with the earth-shattering scene when he was born in the past, the power of the Millennium Strike at this time is obviously more restrained.
However, when Su Twelve tried to control it, he could clearly feel a bit laggy.
"This... given my current level of cultivation, it is said that it is absolutely
It is far more powerful than before when everyone joined forces, but it is still so laborious to activate this sword, and the consumption of true energy and spiritual consciousness is far more than that of the Wuchen Sword!"
"On the contrary, everyone worked together that day and were not so suffocated. Could it be... that the sword had just been born and the energy in it had not yet fully settled?"
"What a thousand-year strike. It is indeed a seventh-grade magic weapon that can be transformed into a thousand-year sword and take over the creation of heaven and earth. In the Yunge Sect, the sect leader and others who had the highest level of cultivation at the time were only at the Golden Core stage. I really can't believe it.
, which senior thousands of years ago could come up with such a magical sword-refining method."
Su Twelve looked at the flying sword in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.
As soon as he finished speaking, he began to keep trying and practice using the Millennium Strike.
Different magic weapons have different characteristics.
Not to mention, the Thousand-Year Strike is a bit laggy in its activation. When facing an enemy in battle, a slight miss can make a huge difference.
Fortunately, for his current cultivation strength, this is not a big problem.
But as he became more familiar with the Millennium Strike, he became even more shocked.
With this sword in hand, my confidence skyrockets.
Su Twelve has no doubt that even without the help of spiritual consciousness, just relying on this sword to activate sword moves, he can easily deal with the likes of Sun Wenyuan in the middle or even later Nascent Soul stage in the past.
In the world of cultivating immortals, the strength of a monk cannot be ignored, but the bonus of magical weapons is even more astonishing.
When he was completely accustomed to the lag in activating the Thousand-Year Strike and was thoroughly familiar with the characteristics of the Thousand-Year Strike, Su Twelve no longer wasted time.
He raised his hand, put away the remaining top-quality spiritual stones embedded in the ice wall, and looked up above his head.
All the preparations that need to be made are in place, and the next step is to break the ice and continue with the next plan.
But at this moment, the storage bag on his waist suddenly trembled.