It is said that I am absorbing the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the Nine Tribulations Space every day, and sometimes the entire meridians are purple; the power also feels much greater.
But Dantian Qihai never appeared.
Now, it has finally appeared, and there is only a trace of it. It is undetectable.
"Sword Spirit, are you here?" Chu Yang asked. Ever since Xue Leihan appeared, the Sword Spirit suddenly became silent for some unknown reason.
"I'm here." Sword Spirit asked respectfully, "Has the Lord left?"
"Get out of here already." Chu Yang snorted, still a little angry at someone's stinginess.
The sword spirit became relaxed and asked: "What were you talking about just now?" Suddenly he exclaimed: "This...isn't this the master's Tianpin wine? Is this the master's water, fire and jade... 伱...the master
Why did God give you so much?"
Chu Yang said arrogantly: "I want it, how can he not give it to me?"
Sword Spirit hissed and gasped: "As far as I know, the Water Fire Jade may have been given to others, but no one has ever drunk Tianpin Wine... Hiss, and the Qiankun Pot..."
"Mao, Qiankun Pot?" Chu Yang sneered: "It's just a large wine pot."
"That's because you are not capable of cultivation!" Sword Spirit looked at Chu Yang like a city person looking at a country person: "The Qiankun Pot can hold the entire Nine Heavens Continent, but in your eyes it's just a big one.
wine flask..."
"Well, it turns out it's a matter of cultivation." Chu Yang said awkwardly, "I thought it was just a large wine pot..."
"With your Lord's magical powers, how can you carry a wine flask with you?" Sword Spirit said dissatisfied.
Chu Yang exploded: "Is it over? What Lord! Do you know that we are together now? Do you know that we will have a relationship with him in the future? As for being so afraid? One day, this young master will kill Jiuzhong Tianque and seize him.
Believe it or not, this guy gets spanked every day!"
The sword spirit shut up knowingly, but the look in his eyes was still full of disbelief.
Chu Yang snorted and said, "Purple Qi threads appear in the main Dantian area of the Nine Heavenly Divine Skills. What's going on?"
The sword spirit was startled and immediately sneaked in to check. After a long time, he retreated and said in shock: "Sir Sword Master, the Nine Heavenly Divine Art... has really started to activate for the first time in ninety thousand years!"
The sword spirit's voice was even a little incoherent.
"For the first time in 90,000 years, the Nine Heavens Divine Art has really started to activate?" Chu Yang asked in confusion: "Did the previous Nine Tribulation Sword Masters not activate the Nine Heavens Divine Art?"
"Absolutely never!" Sword Spirit's expression was absolutely solemn.
"Then I can obviously feel that the Nine Heavenly Divine Skills in the previous life are more powerful than now?" Chu Yang was simply one head and two older.
"In the past life... it was because your heart was full of resentment and the desire to destroy the world... so the influence of the violent spiritual energy only slightly affected the Nine Heavens Divine Art." Sword Spirit said.
"I see." Chu Yang asked: "If I want to fully activate the Nine Heavens Divine Art, what will it take?"
The sword spirit smiled bitterly: "One million strands of Hongmeng Purple Qi can allow you to condense a trace of Hongmeng Silk! When the number of Hongmeng Silk in your Dantian reaches one million strands, the Ninth Level Divine Art will be fully activated. It will exert its maximum power; wait until the Hongmeng Silk
By turning silk into strands, you can break through the limitations of the Nine Heavenly Divine Skills... If you completely turn into the Hongmeng Qi Sea, you can change your life..."
"Uh~~~" Chu Yang rolled his eyes: "How much of the Hongmeng purple energy and life source in the Nine Tribulations space is now? How many thousands of Hongmeng silk are enough for me to form?"
"How many thousands of silks?" Sword Spirit rolled his eyes: "Not to mention that the Hongmeng Purple Qi here is enough for you to absorb for several years before your cultivation level is reached... Even if you absorb them all, almost, you can still form nine Hongmeng Silks.
Bar……"
Chu Yang sat down on the ground: "What?!"
"There are a lot of nine roots!" Sword Spirit said somewhat speechlessly: "This is the Nine Heavens Continent, not the Nine Heavens Tower. It is reasonable to say that there should be none at all."
Chu Yang looked at the sky speechlessly, feeling that some of his brains were not enough.
Looking at the Hongmeng Purple Qi filling the Nine Tribulations Space, it is almost condensing into substance. But if it wants to turn into Hongmeng Silk, there are only nine? Or is it the most?
"Hongmeng Silk is something that created the world!" Sword Spirit looked around furtively and lowered his voice and said, "You don't have to be discouraged; you should know that even the Lord has only reached the point where Hongmeng Silk is woven into strands.
, and...should not exceed a hundred wisps..."
"One hundred strands...how many strands is it?" Chu Yang asked cautiously, fearing that he would be asked another number that would make his heart stop.
"One strand, it should be one hundred thousand strands that can be melted into one strand. If it's one hundred strands, it should be more than 50 million strands." Sword Spirit pondered, and said: "This number is a bit conservative. After all, I am just speculating... It's true
The number should exceed..."
Chu Yang put a hand on his forehead and groaned.
Brother, your conservative number has already made my heart stop for a beat.
Chu Yang looked at the Nine Tribulations Space full of Hongmeng Purple Qi with some speechlessness, and then calculated the nine threads; multiply this amount by one hundred thousand... to make one strand... one hundred strands, more than 50 million threads?
What a terrifying number this is...
His consciousness sank into his dantian, and looking at the pitiful trace of Hongmeng silk in his dantian, Chu Yang truly felt the gap between himself and Xue Leihan.
I have never thought that the difference in cultivation between two people can be compared with such a specific number. However, it is a cruel thing. This comparison directly hit Chu Yang completely!
In other words, even according to the most conservative estimate, Xue Leihan's current cultivation level is at least 50 million times that of his own!
Fifty million times!
When he thought of this number, Chu Yang suddenly wanted to die - this guy said that he would have to surpass him within ten thousand years to have any hope of truly defeating the extraterrestrial demon!
Chu Yang wanted to die. At this moment, he had an extremely rude urge to scold his mother.
The mother who scolded Xue Leihan!
Isn’t this a fucking deception? No! It’s not that deceiving.
"Then, how many strands can form the Hongmeng Qi Sea?" Chu Yang asked desperately.
Sword Spirit carefully estimated and said: "According to conservative estimates, one hundred thousand strands should be initially formed?" Sword Spirit smiled sheepishly: "I really don't know about this."
"I know." Chu Yang waved his hand feebly, his eyes dull.
One hundred thousand strands, how many threads is that?
One hundred strands is 50 million silks. Based on this ratio, 50 billion silks of Hongmeng silk are needed!
Moreover, if nothing unexpected happens, these should not be enough. One hundred thousand threads can be made into one strand, but one hundred strands requires fifty million threads.
Chu Yang estimated that when the Hongmeng Qi Sea was eventually formed, I'm afraid... the number of Hongmeng silk should be calculated in the trillions or above.
"Sword Spirit, why don't we break up?" Chu Yang said dejectedly: "Look. This matter is very clear; the Southeast Chu family is safe now; I will work hard. Find the Nine Tribulations Sword in Section 6, and then open it.
Passage, bring the brothers up to enjoy the blessings. Bring my wife and son up as well, and live in seclusion in the southeast."
He said feebly, and suddenly grabbed his hair with both hands. He yelled heartbreakingly: "At least it must be over one trillion... God, how am I going to live like this..."
Then he sat down on the ground and felt that his heart had broken into eight pieces along with his butt.
Sword Spirit was also speechless.
"In other words, Xue Leihan came up with such a set of ninth-level magic skills to trick me!" Chu Yang was frustrated for a while, and suddenly he gritted his teeth with murderous intent.
"Probably not." Sword Spirit hesitated and said, "As far as I know...the Lord has not been able to create such a powerful technique."
"A powerful technique?" Chu Yang laughed miserably: "This is a damning technique! Trillions... my scalp is going to explode just thinking about it."
The sword spirit muttered: "The wonderful thing about this set of techniques is that if you don't get enough Hongmeng silk, you can still exert your power in the form of ordinary cultivation; but as long as you get enough, he will immediately
It can be completely reborn.”
"Since ancient times, he has never heard of such a technique. Moreover, the most amazing thing is that he actually digitized the technique so that you can know where your gap is anytime and anywhere... Moreover, there is no ultimate
Target."
Sword Spirit said: "So, this technique should have been created by the two powerful men who were able to sweep across the sky with only their remaining power in that battle!"
Chu Yang was shocked: "What do you mean?"
"If I'm right, this set of exercises should be the most powerful set of exercises in history!" Sword Spirit said: "There is no one like it."
Chu Yang chuckled: "If you say that, I feel somewhat relieved. However, I have to collect enough Hongmeng silk... Where can there be so much Hongmeng purple energy?"
The sword spirit said solemnly: "Since ancient times, there has been a saying: the sky has its extremes; you can't see them in the Jiuzhongtian Continent, but some dangerous seals in the Jiuzhongtian Tianque, as long as you pass through them, you can touch the sky.
At the extreme end of the sky, there is Hongmeng. As far as the eye can see, it is all Hongmeng purple energy! It is all the source of life!"
Just as Chu Yang's eyes lit up, Sword Spirit said a little embarrassedly: "But I only heard about it...I didn't see it with my own eyes."
Chu Yang's eyes dimmed again: "Fuck! It's better not to say anything!"
Sword Spirit blinked and asked, "What should we do now?"
Chu Yang took a deep breath, let it out, took another deep breath, and suddenly inflated his lungs. His courage seemed to be strengthened at this moment, and he said viciously: "Still...
What can we do? Do it!”
"What?" Sword Spirit asked doubtfully.
"Yes! Just do it!" Chu Yang showed a grin with gritted teeth, still raised his head, and roared with a loud voice that broke the sky: "I did it!"
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