MTL - The Evil God Emperor is In the City-Chapter 39 High Qualification Explosion List
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The first drop of spiritual liquid fell, and the crisp sound seemed to be audible.
First drop, second drop...
The speed of the spiritual qi becoming faster and faster, and finally formed a sparse rain of spiritual liquid in Ge Mu's dantian, until it was completely liquefied and merged into a small blue lake.
Then a feeling that runs through the sky above and below the ground surged from Ge Mu's heart.
Immediately, all the acupoints opened, and the spiritual fluid in the dantian poured back into the meridians, soaking into the flesh and bone marrow like mercury, nurturing Ge Mu's body.
His skin was shrinking slightly, his flesh was solidifying, and his bones rattled.
Cut the bone and wash the marrow!
This is a crucial step in stepping into the realm of foundation building. When the spiritual fluid infiltrates the body, it will eventually flow into the second acupuncture point...
These two acupoints are the places where the power of medicine and stone cannot reach, so it is used to describe a person's illness as incurable, but when the spiritual fluid infiltrates and washes these two acupoints, all diseases can be avoided! Thoroughly shape a perfect body suitable for immortality.
The foundation has also succeeded here.
For Ge Mu, this process did not stagnate in the slightest.
After cutting the bones and washing the marrow, he opened his eyes, and the rising light of the sun shone on his thin cheeks, making those eyes extremely shining like stars.
The momentum that belongs to the foundation-building period spreads out.
In an instant.
It seems that there is an unparalleled silver armor worn on Ge Mu. Wearing this armor, he looks at the world and sweeps across the six and eight wastelands, like a **** of the sky.
boom-
The momentum of the foundation-building period turned into a giant sword and stabbed straight into the sky, causing the ten miles of clouds to boil over.
"Just now?" Yingsha, who was protecting the Dharma in the distance, rubbed her eyes and looked suspicious. Just now, she clearly saw Ge Mu wearing silver armor, why did she suddenly disappear.
Is it an illusion?
wrong!
At that moment, Yingsha was completely overwhelmed by Ge Mushang's supreme coercion, and fell to his knees unconsciously, his body trembled, his back was soaked with sweat in an instant, and now it was still cold when he touched his forehead. The legs also felt weak, certainly not an illusion or a hallucination.
Who is he?
Fang Ying wiped the sweat on his forehead with trembling hands, relieved with a sigh of relief, and immediately collapsed on the rock.
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Wudang Mountain is the true martial arts sect.
Dozens of junior disciples crowded in the square below Wuji Peak, looking nervous, staring intently at the bronze bell of Yandao erected on the peak.
Han Xiao was on the list, but because of her hot temper, no one dared to stand with her. The only one standing side by side was senior brother Zhuge Fanyun, a sloppy Taoist priest who liked to "nibble on ancient books".
This man had a Taoist head, a few messy bangs on his forehead, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, as if he could not wake up, and his sleeves were greasy.
"That **** is so arrogant? It even made the Yandao bronze bell ring eight times. Since the last time Bai Leng of the Bai family in Licheng let the Yandao bronze bell ring nine times, there has been no **** for more than two years. People have built a foundation."
Zhuge Fanyun raised his hand and said, "Sin, Junior Sister, can we not mention the word Niuhan? I thought it was a bit vulgar."
"Fuck off, don't you still talk about drowning in shit?"
"Stupid..."
Han Xiao glared at Zhuge Fanyun: "You idiot! My father sent me a box of Knipschildt chocolates the day before yesterday, and you ate it up without my mother even seeing it. That box is worth it. Do you know about a BMW, I didn't ask you to settle this matter, and you still lecture me?"
"Senior brother is not poor, hehe..." Zhuge Fanyun rubbed his hands together with a smirk.
was talking.
The bronze bell hummed again, and the melodious bell rang all over the mountains.
"Who? Who is it?"
"The ninth sound—"
"It can even make the acting bell ring nine times. What kind of qualification is this? I heard it right."
"It's outrageous! It's outrageous!"
"…"
The junior disciples of the True Martial Dao Sect were boiling with the ninth sound.
Because the more times the bell rings, it means that it senses the higher qualifications of the foundation builders. Nine is the number of poles. Those who can ring nine sounds are probably those who represent the luck of the Xuanmen.
Two years ago, when Bai Leng built the foundation, he let the bronze bell of Yandao sound nine times, and there was more than one person in just two years.
Is Xuanmen excited?
Han Xiao was also greatly shocked, kicked Zhuge Fan Yun and said, "Fuck you, wouldn't it be the righteous one to accept the enchanting disciple, right? We won't be overwhelmed by his righteous one in the future."
Zhuge Fanyun shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be. There should be countless people of the same age as us and with outstanding aptitude in Zhengyi Dharma. The foundation was built a year ago, and the bronze bell rang eight times at that time."
Is it Ge Mu?
Han Xiao was slightly stunned, and there was a murmur in his heart.
But not sure.
The reason why she didn't think about Ge Mu was because although Ge Mu asked for the spirit essence stone for foundation building, it could be inferred from common sense that it would take at least three or four months to prepare the foundation before Ge Mu got the spirit essence. Shi was only six days old, so time was not enough.
Just as he was thinking, the bronze bell hummed again.
Tenth tone.
This sound made the turbulent True Martial Daoist disciples instantly quiet down.
Silent.
As if time stood still.
With this sound, the cloud of smoke that had shrouded Wuji all year round quickly dissipated, revealing the infinite sky.
This sound even broke the Taoist rule of nine as the extreme number, and the rules of this world, indicating that the aptitude of those who build the foundation has surpassed the limit of the highest aptitude cultivated in this world. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com
But it's still not over.
Immediately after the end of the tenth, the bronze bell rang the eleventh.
The sound of the bell spread all over the cave of Zhenwu Dao Zong, like a landslide and thunder, and it was deafening, and then this bronze bell handed down from ancient times unexpectedly shattered!
Are the ancient treasures not enough to measure the aptitude of the foundation builders?
The sloppy Zhuge Fanyun grinned, and blurted out two words: "Fantastic."
This is no longer something that Tianjiao and Bai Leng can compare with each other. It is like a firefly compared to a bright moon. It is great to make the bronze bell ring nine times, but there will always be a few people every few decades or a hundred years.
But no one has ever made this bell ring eleven times or even break it.
The disciples of the True Martial Dao Sect failed to react for a long time, only the carefree Han Xiao stabbed Zhuge Fan Yun in the chest with his elbow: "This thing won't be used for too long, it's broken."
"I just thought... that's not true!"
"That's right, it's normal for old objects that have been put on for thousands of years to be damaged. Everyone, let's go, let's go. Where the **** is someone with such high qualifications? Isn't it nonsense?"
"Yes, yes, what Junior Sister Han said also makes sense."
"It's normal to make the bronze bell ring eight or nine times, how could someone let it ring eleven times? I guess this old bell was struck by thunder last time when it was raining, and it's about time. broken."
"It's gone, it's gone."
Everyone can only think so, but they don't know that at this time, the old man with the highest generation and the highest cultivation base in the True Martial Dao Sect is standing in the sky, staring at the broken bronze bell.
A long sigh.
Is the big devil descended into the world? Or the gods?
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