Chapter 79 Seal
"Fireball!" Lu Xiaotian threw it casually.
“Hey!” Soon, Lu Xiaotian was surprised. The fireball thrown was as big as a sea bowl, and its speed was nearly twice as fast as before. There was a loud bang, and a huge piece of ore was exploded into powder. It was so powerful that he couldn't help but be stunned.
At the same time, Lu Xiaotian felt that there seemed to be a little fluctuation in his dantian, and suddenly there seemed to be something extra.
Lu Xiaotian quickly restrained his consciousness. It was discovered that a red circular mark with flashing crystal light appeared in the Dantian.
"Seal of the Dharma!" Lu Xiaotian rummaged through what he had seen and heard in his mind, and finally remembered an ancient record about the phenomenon in his dantian. In ancient times, spiritual stones were abundant, and there was a very powerful method of cultivation among monks at that time. The spell is extremely powerful, and it also possesses overwhelming power, not inferior to monks who follow the path of combat skills. Extremely powerful Dharma cultivators can often have a huge advantage over monks of the same level. The most striking feature of these monks is the formation of seals in their Dantian.
Cultivation of the Dharma Seal requires years of hard training and a continuous deepening of the understanding of magic.
But now, Dharma practice has actually disappeared. The most important point is that the spiritual stones now are far inferior to those in ancient times. After countless generations of monks' consumption, all kinds of heaven and earth spiritual objects have become increasingly scarce. In ancient times, foundation-building pills were easy to obtain, and even golden pill monks had many more of them than now. Therefore, monks can practice more focused.
But now Lu Xiaotian just made a rough calculation and found that the spiritual stones he used to practice spells in the mine had already consumed tens of thousands of pieces. Outside, even for a foundation-building monk, it is not easy to come up with such a sum of spiritual stones. As for giving it to a descendant or disciple to simply practice magic, it is almost impossible.
It has been nearly two years since Yu Bao entered the mine, and four years have passed since Yu Bao left.
"Ouch!" A leopard roar that frightened all the miners resounded through more than a dozen mines. Time has passed, and fed by a large number of high-level beast spirit pills, the leopard has now grown to a third-level peak spirit beast. In the mine, he is already invincible. Even if Lu Xiaotian wants to deal with the leopard, it will take a lot of effort.
At this time, Weng Zhihan led Hua Leopard and two bags of spiritual stones respectfully to the entrance of a secret cave. Since Hua Bao's strength has improved and he has been able to intimidate the major miner leaders, Lu Xiaotian's appearances have become even rarer. There has been a rare peace in the mines in the past few years.
"Master Lu!" Weng Zhihan called out respectfully outside the cave.
“Hmm!” Before Weng Zhihan could react, he noticed that the black shadow flashed, and Lu Xiaotian didn’t know when he was so close that he was within a few feet of him.
Weng Zhihan was startled, but he quickly recovered and calmed down. Six years had passed since Lu Xiaotian entered the cave. At this time, Lu Xiaotian had changed from a childish boy to a slender young man. The change in appearance is not too big, not handsome, but still a bit delicate. It's just that Lu Xiaotian was only at the sixth level of Qi Refining at the beginning, and although the feeling he gave Weng Zhihan was sharp, it wasn't too strong.
But at this time, Weng Zhihan was already at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and could not feel Lu Xiaotian's specific cultivation level. I couldn’t help being shocked, and felt more and more that Lu Xiaotian was unfathomable.
The corners of Lu Xiaotian's mouth twitched slightly. He cast a mixed spell of light body technique and wind control technique, which was nearly twice as fast as the pure wind control technique.
In the past six years, hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones in the mine have been consumed. Even for a foundation-building monk, these spiritual stones are an astronomical number. Finally, he cultivated the seal of the Five Elements Spell. At the same time, he is also quite proficient in the three elements of wind, thunder and ice. But for him, everything is based on strengthening his strength and participating in the next round of martial arts competitions. There is no way to practice combat skills in the mine. Under the threat of Qian Dali, he could not go in and out of the mine at will to avoid getting himself killed. The external environment forced him to work hard on various spells.
Since cultivating the five series of seals, he can cast the primary spells of each series almost instantly, several times faster than other monks. While the power is greater, the mana consumed is greatly reduced.
Magical weapons are prohibited in sect competitions, otherwise there is no need to compete. The foundation-building pills of Lingxiao Palace are directly determined by the disciples or blood relatives of those foundation-building masters. Loose cultivators will not sharpen their heads and want to join various cultivating sects.
Now Lu Xiaotian is confident that he can already have a place in the sect competition based on his attainments in magic alone. In addition, he also prepared a few trump cards, which may be of great use at critical moments.
"Master Lu, these are the spiritual stones presented by the miner leaders this month." Weng Zhihan handed the bag to Lu Xiaotian and said.
“Well, this spirit sword and this bottle of elixir are my reward for the work you have done for me in the past few years.” Lu Xiaotian took the high-grade spirit sword and a bottle of Wu used in the later stages of Qi refining. Hua Dan was given to Weng Zhihan.
"Lu, Mr. Lu is planning to leave the mine." Weng Zhihan trembled. He naturally knew what Lu Xiaotian meant by giving him the Spirit Sword and Wuhua Pill.
"Well, it's only half a year before the sect competition is about to begin. Only by obtaining the foundation building pill in the sect competition can I have the possibility of successfully building the foundation."
Lu Xiaotian nodded and entered the mine for six years. Much time passed. With the help of high-grade elixirs such as Bailu Dan and Wuhua Dan, Lu Xiaotian's cultivation speed is very fast, and he has climbed from the sixth level of Qi Refining to the thirteenth level of Qi Refining. Now that he is twenty years old, he has reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. realm. In the last sect competition, his cultivation was too poor and he was not qualified at all. After more than six years of hard work this time, his strength is not what it used to be. No matter what, he must win a ranking.
Before the sect competition, he still had to make some preparations and collect some detailed information on the Qi refining masters of Lingxiao Palace. To be prepared, there is no need to stay in the Heishui Village Mine any longer.
As for handing over the only high-grade spiritual sword to Weng Zhihan, it was also because Weng Zhihan helped him weave an ice silk silkworm armor. In addition to being a reward for Weng Zhihan's work for him over the years and saving him a lot of trouble, it was actually a kind of test.
He always felt that there should be some secrets hidden in Weng Zhihan. This person was not as simple as he seemed. If it were someone else, Li Lingzhi might have taken action against him when he was in a coma. After all, he no longer had any weapons in his hands. Mian Weng Zhihan was already in the late stage of Qi refining, and there was a gap in his cultivation, but the high-grade spiritual sword in his hand was enough to make up for this gap. Before Weng Zhihan entered the mine, he was even a great master of Qi refining who had gone through many hardships. However, he was later tricked by Qian Dali and his cultivation level retreated. There must be some means.
But to his surprise, Lu Xiaotian didn't even feel a trace of murderous intent from Weng Zhihan. If he dared to give out the spirit sword, he would naturally be sure to deal with Weng Zhihan and even more people.
(End of this chapter)