Although Master Lu's arrival was an unexpected surprise, it did not give You Jingrui any unrealistic expectations.
Although Zheng Haotian has been promoted to the eighth level spiritual energy master, he does not think that he can compete with those tenth level experts who have been famous for decades or even hundreds of years.
So, after a few words of comfort, You Jingrui left directly.
But Zheng Haotian immediately returned to his room and continued his hard training in seclusion.
Three months seemed like a lot of time, but he knew that if he wanted to improve his strength as a reiki master within this period of time, it would be quite an embarrassing period of time.
Sitting upright on the ground, the spiritual power in Zheng Haotian's brain immediately began to operate strongly.
The Great Light Holy Spirit Method, the Great Dark Evil Spirit Method, and the Chaos Yin and Yang Technique.
The true energy surged in the Dantian, and the four monsters raised their heads to the sky and roared. A large amount of true energy rushed upwards, entered the brain again, and was perfectly integrated with the spiritual power.
After this impact and advancement, Zheng Haotian had a new understanding of the fusion of true energy and spiritual power, and the operation became more harmonious.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
I don’t know how long it took, but a crackling sound like a firecracker sounded in my brain.
Although the sound only sounded in his mind, it already made Zheng Haotian's body sway slightly, and the halo around his body flickered.
However, as these voices sounded, new channels began to be established in his brain.
The passages between the new cyclones become unobstructed, and a new spiritual power passage is born almost every second, and the speed is getting faster and faster...
Two times, three times... ten times, twenty times, thirty times!
Even Zheng Haotian never thought that after the true energy and spiritual power were fused into one, it would become so powerful and incredible.
The speed at which he opened the cyclone channel was actually thirty times faster than normal.
If other spiritual masters did this, even if they could achieve such speed, their bodies would never be able to bear it, and the only result would be to explode and die, which is absolutely unreasonable.
But Zheng Haotian is different. As a dual cultivator of spirit and body, he is also a super-grade demon-refining warrior. He has smelted three demons and spirits and twenty-four holy demon pills. In terms of physical strength alone, he may not even be a tenth-level demon-refining warrior.
You can surpass him at this moment.
Therefore, although the impact was strong, it would not cause him any serious harm.
In this way, for the next month and a half, the spiritual energy around Zheng Haotian was trembling endlessly, as if it would never end. But a month and a half later, he suddenly let out a long roar.
The howling sound rippled across the entire peak and spread far and wide, and it had a somewhat shocking flavor.
On Baicao Peak, Yu Jingrui and other elders all looked happy.
As long as Zheng Haotian can continue to make breakthroughs in martial arts cultivation, let alone an accidental roar, he will be willing to make noises all day long to make them sleepless.
Zheng Haotian, who slowly calmed down, became quiet.
He felt the billions of extremely smooth channels in his brain, and the excitement in his heart was indescribable.
According to his original plan, even after being promoted to the eighth level, he would not penetrate all the passages at once.
Because based on past experience, it is absolutely impossible to do this without more than half a year.
However, the fusion of true energy and spiritual power brought him a great surprise, and actually allowed him to complete this seemingly impossible task in just one and a half months.
Billions of channels are now neatly and completely presented in the brain.
For an eighth-level powerhouse, the eighty cyclones are divided into eight different levels. There are countless dense invisible passages connecting them, and each passage will represent a sword light.
It can be said that the limit of the sword light he can control at this time has reached an astonishing 100 million.
It was at this moment that his advantages as a super spiritual master were truly revealed.
100 million……
This is a full 100 million sword lights.
Even if a high-grade Qixuan spiritual energy master wants to possess hundreds of millions of sword lights, he must upgrade his level to the tenth level.
However, he had already reached such an incredible realm when he was at the eighth level.
Although the power of the eighth-level sword light is still not comparable to the power of the tenth-level sword light, Zheng Haotian is such a person, he naturally has various means to make up for these shortcomings, and even makes his sword light intensity exceed that of a tenth-level spiritual energy master.
With a flash of light in his eyes, he had already taken out the warm gourd and sensed the magic stone, Canglong Zen staff and treasure sword inside.
What made him feel gratified was that the Canglong Zen Staff was now becoming more and more full of precious light and full of vitality. Zheng Haotian, who had already had some experience, could faintly sense that it would not be too long before it broke out of its cocoon and soared into the sky.
Far away.
After all, the Canglong Zen Staff is his natal weapon that he has used since he was a first-level spiritual master. If he can control those transformed little dragons as the core of the sword light, its power will definitely be even more powerful than the long sword.
But it is a pity that in just three months, he may not be able to wait until the Canglong Zen Staff can be promoted to a pseudo-magic weapon. In other words, it will be difficult for him to use the Canglong Zen Staff during this Wanfeng Competition.
His thoughts immediately turned to the bloody halberd and the dark chain.
These two magical weapons are both pseudo-magical weapons. In terms of power alone, they are definitely superior to the long sword, but Zheng Haotian has no intention of treating them as his natal magical weapons.
If the Dark Chain wants to exert its most powerful power, it's better to leave it to Nightmare to use.
As for the bloody halberd...
Just thinking about the terrifying bloody light and the powerful method of sucking blood essence for promotion makes Zheng Haotian worried.
It is certainly good to use such a magic weapon as a weapon, but if it is used as a natal magic weapon and inspires billions of sword lights, it will leave a very deep impression on people.
At that time, I am afraid that everyone will suspect that he is a bloodthirsty and murderous person.
This is definitely not the best choice for him who is not too strong now.
Therefore, after hesitating for a moment, Zheng Haotian took out the treasure sword.
Although this treasure has been squeezed by Zheng Haotian several times and has inspired tens of millions of sword lights. However, the power of the magic stone is supplemented in the warm-nurturing gourd, so it has not only returned to its heyday, but also
There is still some improvement. There is a faint appearance of breaking through the high-grade treasures and advancing towards the top-grade treasures.
However, Zheng Haotian shook his head slightly. The time for him to advance to the top-grade treasure weapon might be delayed.
With a flick of his finger, a stream of spiritual light immediately shot onto the treasured sword.
The next moment, countless sword lights suddenly surged out from the treasure sword. They first turned into dots of light, and then, driven by spiritual power, they turned into sword lights with infinite power.
Zheng Haotian opened his mouth, took a deep breath, and sucked all the sword light into his belly.
Of course, this is just an appearance. The real home of these sword lights is the eighty powerful cyclones in his mind.
His cyclone is much larger than other spiritual energy masters, and there is enough space in it to allow him to cultivate all the sword light as the core of the sword light.
And this is one of his real trump cards.
The core of the sword light is fundamentally different from the ordinary sword light that is triggered when fighting, just like the huge difference between a long sword made of fine steel and a stone sword.
If Zheng Haotian cultivated 100 million sword light cores, then his eighth-level sword light would be enough to compete with the intensity of the sword light possessed by a tenth-level spiritual energy master without falling behind at all.
As rays of light suddenly appeared from the long sword, the light on the treasure became increasingly dimmer.
Finally, when thirty million sword lights emerged, Zheng Haocai paused.
At this time, although the long sword is still a top-grade treasure, the spiritual power rippling on the sword is already very little. If you expect it to recover on its own, it will not be possible for more than a year and a half.
Zheng Haotian smiled apologetically and put the long sword into the warm gourd.
As soon as the treasure sword entered the Wen Yang gourd, it was like a man who had been hungry for three days and three nights and finally saw a table of delicacies. He let go of all scruples and tried his best to absorb the magic stones in the Wen Yang gourd.
The strength and courage.
A large amount of power turned into balls of the most essence of spiritual power and poured into the treasured sword, making its almost disappeared spiritual power receive a huge replenishment in a very short period of time.
If it were normal times, due to the natural level gap, when the Canglong Zen Staff existed, the long sword would never act so impatiently.
This is not because the long sword gave birth to the weapon spirit, but because of the huge gap in strength between the two, the weapon automatically made such a choice.
But at this time, even if there is Canglong Zen Staff suppressing it, it can't care so much.
If there is no longer a large amount of spiritual power to replenish and consume, the long sword, let alone being promoted to the top grade, is in danger of falling to the middle grade.
Zheng Haotian gently stroked the warm gourd, feeling filled with emotion in his heart.
With this treasure in hand and the power of the magic stone, he was sure to restore the sword to its peak condition within ten days.
One and a half months is enough for him to accumulate hundreds of millions of sword lights, and after these sword lights are dually cultivated with true energy and spiritual power in the cyclone, no matter how short the time is, they will never be inferior to those of a tenth-level spiritual energy master.
Those ordinary sword lights stimulated.
And this is definitely his greatest strength on the surface.
Taking a deep breath, Zheng Haotian took out another ancient book.
Family heirloom, this book with unpredictable origins will bring him huge surprises every time his spiritual power improves.
This time, I hope there will be no exception.
A ray of pure light power with almost no impurities poured into the book.
The next moment, the book suddenly lit up, and rays of light continued to gather in the void, eventually forming a strange and wonderful talisman pattern...