Muchen naturally didn't know what was happening in the Dragon Kingdom. He was only focused on reaching the Dzogchen state of the Concentrating Soul Realm.
After modifications by the mathematics team, the secret realm now brings him a lot of practice value every day.
Moreover, mathematicians have also established a very flexible sharing formula that can improve and change according to Muchen's realm, ensuring that every aura in the secret realm will have an effect.
Muchen once again felt the high efficiency of science.
According to Academician Li, science is actually not just physics and chemistry, but the systematic collection and induction of knowledge that has emerged in the world.
In other words, there can also be science in the world of immortality.
"For example, your realm divisions and cultivation methods are actually science discovered by the world of immortality. These cannot have appeared as soon as this world was born. They must have been explored countless times."
Listening to an academician's words is worth ten years of reading.
Muchen couldn't help but sigh.
He has been in seclusion for fifteen days now. The Yinling Sect disciples outside are not known to have left, and he is only one step away from reaching the Great Perfection of Condensing Soul Realm.
After thinking for a moment, he took out the wooden fish and the Tao Te Ching and placed them in front of him.
He also entered a state of trance again.
The spiritual energy circulated in his body day after day, and Muchen seemed to have forgotten the flow of time.
In the midst of peace, Muchen suddenly opened his eyes.
And the spiritual energy in his body has become integrated, and he has obviously reached the perfection of the state of concentration!
"It's half a month earlier than the math team calculated. These two things played a big role!"
Muchen carefully put away the wooden fish and the Tao Te Ching. If this kind of treasure is helpful for breaking through the realm, if it is released, I don't know how many people will grab it!
After breaking through to the Dzogchen state of concentration, it is time to start implementing the plan.
Just as he was about to break out of the formation, he found a projection coming from Long Guo.
"This is..." Muchen's eyes instantly became serious as he looked at the operation method on the projection.
This technique looks mysterious and mysterious, definitely not ordinary.
"This is the magic formula on the piece of metal you found before. After the ancient Chinese team and Zen Buddhism spent a week deciphering it, we immediately began to study the feasibility of this technique, but we don't know whether the final quality is heavenly or not.
"Grade Kung Fu Technique."
The old monk who spoke last time explained.
Muchen looked at the projection and studied it for a while, then said: "This is an extremely powerful body tempering technique. I can't tell the level. After all, I have never been exposed to the heaven level technique."
The old monk explained: "This body-tempering technique seems to be closely related to the golden-winged roc in our Buddhist legend. If Donor Muchen doesn't mind, I would like to name it."
"Master, just say it doesn't matter."
Muchen naturally wouldn't mind a naming right.
"Just call him Wanli Jinpeng."
Muchen recited the name silently twice, nodded and said: "What a good name. With this method, I have more confidence."
Under the guidance of the Immortal Cultivation Team, Muchen mastered the first level of the Golden Winged Dapeng Transformation in two days.
By using this technique, Muchen's body is as hard as a diamond, and he can fly briefly in the air without borrowing a flying magic weapon.
Muchen is very confident now. I am afraid that no one in the Concentration Realm can compare with him in terms of physical skills!
Without saying much, he started to take action. Muchen put away the Nine Mysterious Formation and walked out of the hiding place.
"Yin Ling Sect... hum."
A sneer flashed across Muchen's face, and he rushed straight towards the core of the Yin Ling Sect.
According to the rules of the competition, as long as you destroy Yinling Sect's medicine gardens, mines and other important areas, you can get a lot of points.
But with thermonuclear weapons in hand, how could Muchen stop there?
If you want to do it, you have to do it with big votes!
Muchen was lurking on the road and soon found two lonely Yinling Sect disciples.
Muchen observed for a moment and immediately took action after confirming that no one was around.
The Tianyu sword came out of its sheath with a clang, and a sword light flashed past. A Yinling Sect disciple had his head cut off.
Another Yinling Sect disciple reacted well and immediately used his defensive magic weapon, and then sounded a warning.
But the next second, an arm directly shattered his magic weapon, and then he realized that the whole world had turned upside down.
Boom!
The head falls to the ground!
Muchen looked at his bare right hand and smiled bitterly. He didn't expect that he could still use it as a hammer without his hand.
"If you don't want to scream, I can still spare your life."
He simply tidied up the crime scene, changed the clothes of one of them, hid the two bodies, and set off slowly.
After a while, he met a Yin Luo Sect team.
Muchen quickly cut some injuries on himself, then wiped a handful of mud on his face, and cried while shouting:
"Help, help!"
The Yin Ling Sect team immediately surrounded them. Muchen pretended to be very happy and said:
"Senior brother, help me! I just met Muchen!"
The Yin Ling Sect team immediately assumed a defensive posture as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Where are they?" one of the leading disciples asked.
"Senior brother, save me. I encountered that guy Muchen half an hour ago. He killed all the people in my team. I was the only one who survived. I ran away without my life, and now I met you!" Muchen
What I cried was a bunch of snot and tears.
"You mean you've been running away for half an hour?" the Yin Ling Sect disciple asked.
"Yeah, I just kept running like crazy, and I almost ran out of breath." Muchen gasped.
His acting skills were indeed poor, and the Yin Ling Sect disciples immediately noticed something was wrong after observing him for a while.
"Where is your right hand? No..."
But before he finished speaking, his companions around him had already fallen straight down, and at this time, a hand had already grabbed his throat.
Then he saw a pair of eyes full of murderous intent.
"If you obey, I will spare your life. Do you understand me?"
The Yinling Sect disciple was sweating profusely, and he nodded quickly.
Muchen then let go of his hand, took out a pill, and put it directly into the throat of the Yin Ling Sect disciple.
"What did you feed me?" The Yinling Sect disciple was very panicked.
"There is a leader in our Tianlan Sect who specializes in developing elixirs, don't you know?" Muchen said with a smile.
"But don't worry, this elixir won't kill you for a while."
The Yinling Sect disciple's hands and feet felt cold. He was also a discerning person and fell to his knees directly on the ground.
"Please, fellow Taoist, spare my life. I can do whatever you want me to do!"
Muchen felt happy because he didn't expect to meet someone who was willing to cooperate so quickly.
As expected, there are many people in Yinling Sect who bully the weak, fear the strong, are greedy and fear death.
"It's very simple, just take me back to your sect." Muchen said calmly.