He opened the white bottle again, and there were four green pills inside. This time, he took another deep breath of the medicinal fragrance, quickly plugged the cork, and smiled happily.
Holding his breath, an ethereal energy circulated through his body, and finally rose to the center of his eyebrows, giving him a slight increase in spirit.
This elixir, called Yimu Shendan, is a elixir specially used for refining gods. When taking this elixir when refining gods, the effect is surprisingly good.
A few minutes later, he exhaled and said to himself: "Good thing, with these two pills, my practice speed will be much faster."
Suppressing his excitement, he continued to train his fist intention. He had just realized his fist intention, and was only a little away from condensing it. He felt that he might be able to break through tonight.
Sometimes he would punch a few times, sometimes he would sit cross-legged without moving, and devote himself wholeheartedly to practice. Unknowingly, it was already past four in the morning. Suddenly, one of his movements stopped, and his eyes emitted a bright light, and that last moment
The layer of window paper was finally pierced by him, and he officially entered the Ningyi Pass, the seventh level of Fist Intention!
Condensing the intention means to formally condense the fist intention. Once the fist intention is completed, Wu Bei is equivalent to a completely different person. His whole temperament is different. Wherever he stands, he feels like a fierce dragon!
He had just gathered his fist intention when he suddenly felt a breeze blowing by. Without even thinking about it, he threw his hand and punched. The Five Dragon Holy Fist's Shenlong tail swing was drawn directly to the left back.
"boom!"
This punch was like a stroke of genius, thrown out at will. It wasn't until the punch hit someone that Wu Bei realized that there was someone behind him!
The wooden building shook violently, and a figure lightly hit a wooden pillar. His back was pressed against the pillar. He was wearing black tights and had an extremely strange expression on his face.
"puff."
The man opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, then coughed a few times and said, "The fist intention has not appeared for hundreds of years. It is really powerful."
Wu Bei squinted his eyes and asked, "Are you Ding Mo."
The other party grinned: "I, Ding Mo, am very honored to be known by your Excellency."
Wu Bei looked at him. He was a very tall man, 1.5 meters tall, with a strong build, and he had the innate cultivation of the three realms.
A congenital master was actually injured by his accidental punch. Even he was surprised.
Ding Mo walked over slowly. Apparently, he was not seriously injured.
Wu Bei grabbed the evil sword with no expression on his face. He could kill King Lin Tian, and he could also kill the people in front of him!
Ding Mo smiled: "Brother's name is Wu Bei?"
Wu Bei: "Yes."
Ding Mo: "I, Ding Mo, have committed robberies thirteen times in my life and have never failed. I didn't expect to be injured by you this time. I admire you very much."
Wu Bei: "Excuse me."
Ding Mo smiled and said, "Can I sit down?"
Wu Bei was slightly silent and said, "Please sit down."
The two of them sat cross-legged, about three meters apart, looking at each other.
Ding Mo: "Brother, you must have taken away that piece of Pangu Stone?"
Wu Bei knew that there was no need to deny it now, so he said: "Yes."
Ding Mo: "What's in it?"
Wu Bei asked back: "Why should I tell you?"
Ding Mo smiled bitterly: "Brother, please rest assured, I will never covet what you get."
Wu Bei sneered: "The big thief Ding Mo said this, do you think I would believe it?"
Ding Mo sighed: "Although I am a big thief, thieves also have their ways."
Wu Bei raised the question in his heart: "How do you know about Pangu Stone?"