Such a discovery made Wang Li feel that he could use the method to judge to what extent his current true essence had been condensed.
He tried several more spells and found that he couldn't cast spells that required at least three levels of foundation building. Among the spells that required two levels of foundation building, he could barely use them, and some required more true energy.
He can't use high-level spells.
Therefore, his level of condensation of true energy at this time is almost equivalent to that of a monk who has just entered the second level of the foundation building stage.
The true essence in the seventh level of Qi Refining is equivalent to the true essence in the second level of foundation building.
If He Lingxiu knew the truth, she would not only scratch her hair, but maybe even her scalp.
But this fact, compared to the Spiritual Poison Sword Gang, compared to the white millstone, compared to the entire Gray Palace and countless classics, could not make too many waves in Wang Li's heart.
Just the words "everything is accessible" that kept popping up in Wang Li's mind at this time were enough to eclipse the fact that his true energy concentration was several levels ahead.
Anyway, the true essence will become more and more concentrated as the cultivation level improves.
Even if the true essence technique is not good enough and the cultivation level is high, the true essence will eventually become more and more condensed.
But it’s really unimaginable that “everything works”.
…
Wang Li truly broke away from practice. When he opened his eyes, it was as if his soul and body had returned to the wild land outside the Qibao Ancient Territory. His consciousness was already a little unable to hold on, and his whole forehead seemed to be surrounded by countless donkeys.
It's like kicking when I stop, it hurts so much.
But the rewards of entering the Gray Palace were so amazing that he couldn't help but be unhappy.
So when he opened his eyes, the look on his face was particularly strange in everyone's eyes.
His face was unusually pale.
There were beads of sweat the size of soybeans on his forehead, rolling down his cheeks.
His face was distorted by pain, but he was beaming with joy, grinning so hard that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.
"Your consciousness has been damaged like this, and you are still so happy?" He Lingxiu looked at his appearance and couldn't help it.
Every time Wang Li practices, she is unable to discern the truth, and she feels inexplicable frustration and depression.
Wang Li still had a few elixirs on hand to replenish his consciousness, so he swallowed another one directly. Then he did not respond to He Lingxiu's words. He just quickly stopped his smile and asked in a serious voice:
"Haha, fellow Taoist, have you ever heard of a prehistoric magic weapon? It will transform into a gray palace in a monk's body. There will be countless gray-clothed monks in the gray palace. If you suppress any gray-clothed monk, that
The gray-clothed monk will pass you some techniques and spell books."
"Is it?"
He Lingxiu said with a straight smile: "Are those monks in gray clothes male or female? Can they recite poems, compose poems, and sing children's songs?"
When Wang Li heard her words, he immediately sighed and said, "It seems that you, fellow Taoist, have never heard of such a prehistoric magic weapon."
He Lingxiu glanced at him and felt that his mind was a little abnormal at this time.
Of course she had never heard of such a prehistoric magic weapon.
In the records of any cultivation classics, which ancient magic weapon is not so powerful that it can move mountains and seas with just a hint of power? Which of the ancient magic weapons seen in records is in the hands of those powerful gods and saints?
If it's not like the real scorching sun and bright moon, how can there be any prehistoric level magic weapon like what Wang Li said, and why are the monks in gray clothes dropping books?
Is it satisfying for people to suppress the pleasure of low-level monks licking their bags?
Seeing He Lingxiu's eyes at this moment, Wang Li couldn't help but sigh again.
There's no way to communicate.
He Lingxiu couldn't understand his mood at this time, but he could understand the mood of his senior sister Lu Shenliang at that time.
He even felt that Lu Shenliang's torture of him to extract a confession was really excusable.
This Gray Palace has such magical powers that he feels that only prehistoric level magic weapons are worthy of the magical powers of this Gray Palace.
But looking at He Lingxiu's appearance, I'm afraid there is really no record of such a prehistoric level magic weapon in the classics.
"Wang Daoyou, how are you now?"
Mu Yu's voice rang out.
As a golden elixir monk, she was repeatedly confused by Wang Li.
She obviously wanted to restrain her inner energy. According to her guess, it might take some time to stabilize her cultivation. But it was fine before, but now after restraining her inner energy, the situation seems to have become extremely serious?
"It doesn't matter, I still have some elixirs that can replenish my consciousness." Wang Li expected that if he took the opportunity to get the elixir at this time, He Lingxiu might be in a worse mood, so he thought about it and let it go.
"Although fellow Taoist disciples don't know us well enough, so naturally they cannot be honest about the secrets of the method, but I see that your method, fellow Taoist Wang, requires extremely high levels of spiritual consciousness, and through this method, it seems that you can continuously increase the intensity of your spiritual consciousness. But in this way, it is true that
There are many requests for elixirs to nourish the spiritual consciousness." Mu Yu smiled and said: "If we can finally leave the Qibao Ancient Territory and White Bone Continent safely during this trip, if Fellow Daoist Wang needs it in the future, I can also help. I can help Fellow Daoist Wang more.
Find some elixir like this."
Wang Li's eyebrows moved slightly.
He's not stupid.
This fellow Taoist Mu Yu obviously said these words deliberately to increase her favorability, and she also vaguely revealed her intention to continue cooperation in the future. But at the same time, she also wanted to use such words to gain his contribution in the Qibao Ancient Territory.
It can be regarded as painting a seductive cake without leaving any trace.
He opened his mouth, originally wanting to say something polite.
But at this time, He Lingxiu's voice had already sounded, "Elixirs to nourish his spiritual consciousness are not important to him now. What is important to him are Yin Yuan-type spiritual materials or magic weapons.
The magical weapon should preferably be a spiritual material or magic weapon that contains Yin thunder. This kind of treasure is now the most useful for his practice."
"..." Wang Li was speechless, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
He understood very well what He Lingxiu meant by suddenly making such nonsense at this time.
He Lingxiu was indeed in a bad mood.
She obviously wanted to find such a spiritual material right away, and then see that he couldn't refine Yin Lei, and then just use it to smash his head.
Maybe it was because He Lingxiu felt that he was always talking nonsense.
Whether it's the refining Yin Thunder or the prehistoric gray palace just mentioned, it's all nonsense.
But he really wasn't just talking nonsense.
He felt that he could be nicknamed Honest Young Man, but He Lingxiu felt that he was dishonest.
"Yin thunder magic weapon?"
Mu Yu was slightly startled. She and Han Yao looked at each other, then shook their heads and said: "I don't have such a rare magic weapon, but if it is of great use to Fellow Daoist Wang, I will definitely find a way in the future."
He Lingxiu said expressionlessly: "It's too late."
Ye Jiuyue and others also shook their heads and said, "We don't have any either."
He Lingxiu didn't speak for a while, but after a moment he said: "The only way is to enter the Qibao Ancient Realm as soon as possible and wait for him to use the Baoguang Magic to find it on his own."
Wang Li was sweating again.
This means that when He Lingxiu enters the Qibao Ancient Territory, he must immediately look for Yin Lei spiritual materials.
How much do you want to smash his head in?
"Then please ask fellow Taoist Wang to help take care of him, and I will improve my cultivation." Mu Yu looked at Wang Li, suppressed his smile, and said seriously.
"Okay." Wang Li knew that this was because she was worried that she would be undermining her own cultivation and she would take the opportunity to make a sneak attack. However, he knew that He Lingxiu would naturally watch, so he nodded without any nonsense.
Seeing Wang Li's confident look, Mu Yu said no more and just nodded to Han Yao with a solemn expression.
Han Yao's expression was extremely solemn, and he nodded to Mu Yu, and then a strong wave of spiritual energy surged out of his body.
boom!
There was a sudden thunderous roar in front of him, and a circle of black bramble-like light swirled in the space a few feet in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, this circle of black thorn-like brilliance dispersed, revealing a mass of crimson brilliance.
When this crimson brilliance appeared in everyone's sight, a terrifying spiritual pressure made Wang Li breathless.
"This is?"
He squinted his eyes and saw that among the crimson light, there was a pill furnace.