In the quiet room, a thin young man sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, the corners of his mouth raised in a slight arc, looking quite happy.
Suddenly - "Whoops!" The young man moved and disappeared where he was. In the small quiet room, more than a dozen afterimages like light smoke suddenly appeared.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" Following a series of slight noises from clothes, the small room was suddenly filled with afterimages, making it impossible to tell where the young man's figure was.
After a few breaths, the afterimages disappeared at the same time, but the young man's figure reappeared in the same place, as if he had never left at all...
Chen Yuxiang opened his eyes and smiled with satisfaction. What this demonic golden body brought to his body was an all-round change. At this time, not only was his body stronger than fine steel, but his speed and agility were greatly improved.
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What made him even more satisfied was that all his senses were countless times sharper than before. At this time, he could clearly feel the small changes in his surroundings without having to emit his spiritual consciousness.
The withered yellow leaves fell from the spiritual trees, the autumn wind swept away a speck of dust on the eaves, the night mist wetted the wings of autumn insects...these details that were completely invisible in the past were clearly captured by his senses.
This discovery made Chen Yuxiang very happy. After all, scanning with spiritual consciousness requires mental effort, but the senses do not have such a problem. Moreover, in some specific environments, the function of the senses cannot be replaced by spiritual consciousness.
At this time, Chen Yuxiang's strength, speed, explosive power, agility, and resistance to strikes have all reached a very high level. Coupled with his extremely abnormal and powerful spiritual consciousness and the level of spiritual energy control that existed in the Mahayana period, at this time, he
I am extremely confident about my future in Wudang Mountain.
On Wudang Mountain, strength is respected, and Chen Yuxiang feels that his strength is already pretty good. But here, stronger strength means more sect points. And more sect points can be exchanged for more spiritual stones.
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Only with enough spiritual stones can he buy the expensive thousand-year-old spiritual grass from Wanbao Pavilion and refine the thousand-year spiritual elixir, thereby laying a better foundation for Qing'er's cultivation in this world.
For Qing'er's Millennium Fusion Pill, the more sect points the better. Naturally, in order to get more sect points, the stronger the better.
"Senior, thank you very much!" Chen Yuxiang said silently in his heart.
At this time, in his heart, he no longer had any resentment towards the mysterious being who helped him. With this two-level demon fairy golden body, he not only ensured his right to speak among opponents of the same level, but also plundered points for himself in the future.
It has laid a foundation, and more importantly, it has shortened the time required to practice before forming the elixir. After all, the body no longer needs to temper spiritual power at this time, and the 40% higher practice speed than before is also a big boost to myself.
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"Hush!"
With a heavy breath, Chen Yuxiang stood up and stretched out his hand. The second light group turned into spiritual power and dissipated, and the items inside also flew into Chen Yuxiang's hands.
This is an extremely ordinary ring, dark in color, with no mana fluctuations on it, just like those ordinary handicrafts in mortal shops.
The ring looked very worn out. Chen Yuxiang looked at it for a long time and couldn't find anything unusual about it. The material of the ring seemed to be the most commonly used ice silver among mortals. But since it was obtained from that mysterious space, Chen Yuxiang
Naturally, one would not think this is an ordinary item.
There is a simple pattern on the ring, but because the ring is so worn, it is no longer clear what the pattern depicts.
"Strange, what on earth is this?"
Chen Yuxiang scratched his head, thought for a moment, put the ring into his palm, and suddenly grasped it with his five fingers!
"Ah!" Chen Yuxiang could not help but cry out due to the huge stinging pain.
When he loosened his fingers, he saw blood dripping from his palm. The seemingly ordinary worn-out ring was not turned into mud by his hands, but his palm was pricked with blood by the ring.
No matter how stupid Chen Yuxiang is at this time, he knows that this ring is definitely extraordinary. With this two-level demon fairy golden body, with the strength of his body, even ordinary low-level magic weapons can be grasped by him.
It's a piece of junk. This ring looks ordinary, but when I hold it with all my strength, it not only doesn't deform at all, but can also cause injuries. There's definitely something special about it!
"This magic weapon is really strange!" Chen Yuxiang stared at the simple ring with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
He now at least understands that this thing must be a magic weapon, and the strength of this magic weapon is quite strong. At least, it has exceeded the hardness of low-level magic weapons.
But, what is this magic weapon used for? Chen Yuxiang looked at the old ring, and his heart was full of doubts.
The flesh and blood in his palm was blurred, but this injury was nothing to him, but - the blood flowing out of his palm had not solidified, but it had strangely decreased!
Drops of blood gushed out from the palm, and disappeared in an extremely strange way!
According to your body's recovery ability, the wound should heal immediately, but what is going on now?
Chen Yuxiang quickly released his consciousness and scanned the ring. He saw drops of blood turning into extremely thin blood lines and penetrated into the ring. The blood-colored thin lines were a few points thin. With his current sensitivity of senses,
It is also difficult to find. With the influx of blood-colored thin lines, the vague pattern on the worn ring seems to be a little more obvious, but it is still unclear what is depicted.
"What the hell!" Chen Yuxiang swung his big hand suddenly, trying to get rid of the weird ring. Unexpectedly, the ring seemed to be stuck on it and didn't move at all. Suddenly - "Boom!"
A powerful force of devouring burst out from the ring. Chen Yuxiang felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling, and all the blood flowed towards the wound on his palm. At the wound, a thin blood arrow shot out, and was shot by the strange
The ring is completely absorbed.
"Holy shit, you want to suck me dry?" Chen Yuxiang was so anxious that he swung his palms repeatedly, and mobilized all the spiritual power in his body to his right hand, desperately trying to pop out the weird ring. But the weird ring was like
The tarsal maggots clung tightly to his palms, absorbing the blood in Chen Yuxiang's body faster and faster.
One breath, two breaths...
As more and more blood was absorbed by the ring, the strange patterns on the ring gradually appeared, seeming to look like a giant dragon in the mist. However, Chen Yuxiang no longer had the time to care about the changes in the ring. He just wanted to keep himself.
With a small life, he shook his right hand desperately, trying to throw the ring out, which looked quite ridiculous.
After a few breaths passed, Chen Yuxiang stopped his useless resistance, slumped to the ground, and kept saying in his heart: "Senior! Senior!"
There was silence in the sea of consciousness, and the cold and charming female voice did not sound.
Chen Yuxiang sighed in his heart, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Senior, senior, since you have given me such a great blessing, and now you want to take my life, why is this necessary!"
As more and more blood entered the ring, Chen Yuxiang's consciousness gradually became dizzy. He sat helplessly on the ground, waiting for the moment when the bleeding ended.
After all, monks are human beings and will die if they bleed too much.
More than ten breaths passed, and Chen Yuxiang felt that his eyelids were a little heavy. He tried to open his eyes wide and try to stay awake. Qing'er's figure appeared in front of him, and he kept telling himself, persist, must persist!
But even at this moment, he did not dare to complain about that being in his heart. He vaguely felt that that being had no ill intentions towards him. As long as he persisted, then this might be another one of his
Great fortune!
It is actually very easy to stop the bleeding. As long as you swing your sword and cut off your right hand, it will naturally stop everything. However, Chen Yuxiang did not do that. He is now making a life-threatening gamble, and he is betting on that mysterious existence.
Be kind to him.
His only basis is his own intuition.
If you win the bet, you will be lucky. If you lose, you will lose your life!