Chapter 79 - Seal

"Fireball!" Lu Xiaotian threw it casually.

"Hey!" Soon, Lu Xiaotian was surprised. The fireball thrown out was as big as a sea bowl, and its speed was nearly twice as fast as before. With a loud bang, a huge piece of ore was blown into a powder state. He couldn't help but be dumbfounded by the power.

At the same time, Lu Xiaotian felt that there seemed to be a little fluctuation in the dantian, and it seemed that there was something extra.

Lu Xiaotian quickly restrained his consciousness. It was found that there was a red circular imprint with flashing crystal light in the dantian.

"Fayin!" Lu Xiaotian rummaged through the knowledge in his mind, and finally remembered the record about the vision of Dantian in an ancient book. In ancient times, spirit stones were plentiful, and there was a very powerful type of Dharma cultivation among monks at that time. The magic is extremely powerful, and it also possesses overwhelming power, which is not inferior to monks who take the path of combat skills. Extremely powerful Dharma cultivators can often occupy a great advantage among monks of the same level. And one of the most notable characteristics of these monks is that they have formed a seal in the dantian.

Cultivating the Dharma seal depends on years of hard work and a deepening understanding of spells.

But up to now, Dharma Xiu has practically disappeared. The most important point is that the spirit stones are far inferior to those in ancient times. After the consumption of countless generations of monks, all kinds of spiritual objects in the world have become increasingly rare. In ancient times, Foundation Establishment Pills were easy to obtain, and even Jindan monks had a lot more than now. Therefore, monks can practice more without distractions.

But now Lu Xiaotian just did a rough calculation, and the spirit stones he used to practice spells in the mine had already consumed tens of thousands of yuan. Putting it outside, even if it is a foundation cultivator, it is not easy to come up with such a sum of spirit stones. As for giving a descendant or disciple a simple cultivation spell, it is almost impossible.

It has been nearly two years since Yu Bao entered the mine, and it has been another four years since Yu Bao left.

"Aww!" A leopard's roar that shocked all the miners resounded through more than a dozen mines. Time has passed, and under the feeding of a large number of high-level beast spirit pills, the leopard has now grown to a third-order peak spirit beast. In the mine, it is already an invincible existence. Even if Lu Xiaotian wants to clean up the leopard, it will take a lot of effort.

At this time, Weng Zhihan came to the entrance of a secret cave respectfully with a leopard and two bags of spirit stones. Since Huabao's strength has improved, it has been able to deter the leaders of the major miners, and Lu Xiaotian's appearances have become even rarer. In the past few years, the mine has also experienced a rare peace.

"Master Lu!" Weng Zhihan called out respectfully outside the cave.

"En!" Before Weng Zhihan could react, he noticed a black shadow flashing, and Lu Xiaotian had bullied him so close that he was only a few feet away.

Weng Zhihan was taken aback, but soon regained his senses and calmed down. Six years have passed since Lu Xiaotian entered the cave. At this time, Lu Xiaotian has changed from a childish boy to a tall and tall 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, so although Weng Zhihan's feeling was sharp, it wasn't too strong.

But at this time Weng Zhihan was already at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and he couldn't feel Lu Xiaotian's specific cultivation. I couldn't help being shocked, and felt that Lu Xiaotian was unfathomable.

The corner of Lu Xiaotian's mouth twitched slightly, he cast a mixed spell of light body technique and wind control technique, which was more than twice as fast as the pure wind control technique.

In the past six years, hundreds of thousands of spirit stones in the mine have been consumed. These spirit stones are an astronomical figure even for a foundation cultivator. Finally practiced the seal of the five elements spell. At the same time, he is quite proficient in wind, thunder, and ice.

But for him, everything is premised on strengthening his strength and participating in the next round of martial art competitions. It is impossible to practice combat skills in the mine. Under the threat of Qian Dali, he can't enter and leave the mine at will, so as to avoid bringing himself a fatal disaster. The external environment forced him to only work hard on various spells.

Since he cultivated the five series of magic seals, he can almost achieve instant casting of the elementary spells of each series, and the speed is several times faster than other monks. While the power is greater, the mana consumed is greatly reduced.

Magical artifacts are forbidden on the sect competition, otherwise there is no need to compete, and the Foundation Establishment Pill of Lingxiao Palace is directly selected by the disciples or blood relatives of those masters. Loose cultivators will not sharpen their heads and want to join various sects of cultivating immortals.

Now Lu Xiaotian is confident that with his attainments in magic alone, he can already have a place in the martial arts competition. In addition, he also prepared a few hole cards, which may be of great use at critical times.

"Young Master Lu, this is the spirit stone that the leaders of the miners brought in this month." Weng Zhihan handed the bag to Lu Xiaotian and said.

"Well, this spirit sword and this bottle of elixir are the rewards you have given me for doing things in the past few years." Lu Xiaotian gave Weng the high-grade spirit sword on his body and a bottle of Wuhua Dan used in the later stage of Qi refining. Zhihan.

"Lu, Mr. Lu is planning to leave the mine." Weng Zhihan trembled, he naturally knew what it meant for Lu Xiaotian to give him the Spirit Sword and Wuhuadan.

"Well, only half a year later, the sect competition will start. Only by obtaining the Foundation Establishment Pill in the sect competition, will I have the possibility of successfully establishing the foundation."

Lu Xiaotian nodded, and it has been more than six years since he entered the mine. With the help of Bailudan and Wuhuadan, these high-grade pills, Lu Xiaotian's cultivation speed is very fast, he has climbed from the sixth level of Qi refining to the thirteenth level of Qi refining, and now he is 20 years old, and he has already reached the great perfection of Qi refining realm. In the last martial arts competition, his cultivation base 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 will win a ranking.

Before the martial arts competition, he still needs to make some preparations, and collect some detailed information on the masters of Qi refining in Lingxiao Palace. To be prepared, there is no need to stay in the Blackwater Village Mine any longer.

As for handing over the only high-grade spirit sword in his hand to Weng Zhihan, it was also because Weng Zhihan helped him weave it into an ice silk silk 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 is actually a temptation.

He always felt that Weng Zhihan should also hide some secrets, this person is not as simple as it appears on the surface. If it was another person, maybe Li Lingzhi would attack him when he was unconscious, after all, he no longer had a weapon in his hand. Mian Weng Zhihan is already in the late stage of Qi refining, and there is a gap in cultivation, but the high-grade spirit sword in his hand is enough to make up for this gap. Before entering the mine, Weng Zhihan was even a master of qi refining Dzogchen who went through all kinds of hardships, but later he was plotted against by Qian Dali and his cultivation retreated. There must be some means.

But to his surprise, Lu Xiaotian didn't even feel a trace of murderous aura from Weng Zhihan. If he dared to give out the spirit sword, he would naturally be sure of dealing with Weng Zhihan and even more people.