Chapter 150 The 9th Level of Novice Physical Training

He found that he had reached the peak of the fifth level of novice physical training, but he still had not made a breakthrough.

What pleased him was that after the ancestral calamity energy swallowed up these innate energy, the energy became thicker.

"I didn't expect that his Ancestral Tribulation Qi could swallow other Dao Qi?" Moko was also shocked.

In the Tianmo Sect, there are many monks who have cultivated the Qi of the Ancestral Tribulation, but it is too rare to have the ability to swallow other Tao Qi and strengthen themselves.

Even Moko didn't know why this happened.

Maybe Henry Zhang is gifted and a peerless genius in practicing magic skills.

Perhaps the body of the novice monk cultivated by the bearded man, the evil spirit that breeds, the ancestral calamity energy tempered by it, has the same origin as this innate energy.

"This person's demonic cultivation will be limitless in the future. It's best to find a way for him to join the Demon Sect." Mo Kesheng had such an idea.

Henry Zhang took half of the Yang Hui Yang Golden Pill, and most of his injuries were repaired.

The Yang-Reviving Vitality Pill was a first-class high-grade healing pill that he obtained from the merchants of the previous sect, and he only obtained three golden pills.

He took another half of the Qi-Reviving Golden Pill to replenish his spiritual energy consumption.

He is now a fake foundation-building monk, and half of the Qi Restoration Golden Pill only replenishes 20% of the consumption.

He gritted his teeth and took four more Qi-Reviving Golden Pills.

The spiritual power in the sea of ​​​​qi was replenished.

"Temple Master, are you okay just now?" Seeing Zhang Xuan's rosier face, Zhang Dawu asked with concern.

"I'm fine. You have set up the Twelve Heavenly Monuments Array to protect you. I decided to continue attacking the bottleneck of novices' physical training before the false foundation-building skills are dissipated."

"Come again?" Zhang Dawu was surprised.

Just now, when the temple master was practicing the Tiangang physical exercise, he almost made a mistake. Unexpectedly, he was just right and had to continue practicing.

"Don't worry, I have my own plan, you just need to make sure I won't be disturbed." Henry Zhang said.

"Yes." The manure-picking team obeyed the order.

Now, there is only half a day left before the fake foundation building cultivation is dissipated.

time is tight.

If he couldn't use up all the remaining 19 drops of body-tempering black yellow liquid before the false foundation-building cultivation dissipated, he could only use it after he truly entered the foundation-building stage.

In this bone desert battlefield, if you improve your cultivation level one more point, you can save your life.

He doesn’t know when he will enter foundation building cultivation next time.

"We must absorb all the remaining 19 drops of body-tempering black yellow liquid within half a day." Henry Zhang thought to himself.

He immediately poured out another drop of body-tempering black yellow liquid and absorbed it into his body.

Violent energy once again filled his limbs and bones.

Zhang Xuan turned the novice monks to do physical exercises and transformed this energy into innate Qi.

Part of the innate Qi merges into the shadow of Suffering Bodhi.

Another part of the innate Qi was incorporated into the inner cauldron of Dantian by him using the Divine Wing Demonic Art, and was absorbed by the Qi of the Ancestral Tribulation.

To practice the Divine Wing Demonic Skill, you must activate the sea of ​​qi and spiritual power.

This time, absorbing this drop of body-tempering black yellow liquid consumed a full 30% of his spiritual energy.

However, the good news is that his shadow of suffering bodhi finally separated into six branches, and he officially entered the sixth level of novice physical training.

Henry Zhang didn't care about recovery and immediately swallowed the third drop of body-tempering Xuanhuang liquid.

At this time, the border city was closed.

A huge cross-region treasure boat landed.

The woman in red took three foundation-building monks and got off the cross-domain treasure boat.

The four people immediately entered the teleportation array.

In an instant, they arrived at the stronghold of the Bone Desert Battlefield.

"Senior sister... why are you here?" The foundation-building monk who was over a hundred years old was also surprised when he saw the woman in red arriving.

"Can a caravan specializing in business introduction come in here?"

"some."

"How long have you been in here?"

"It's been almost 10 days."

"I need to find the elder of the ten tribes in the caravan immediately. This person has many opportunities and must be saved."

"Senior sister, the battlefield in Bone Desert is dangerous, and the air sea must be sealed off before entering..."

"I know that when the four of us enter, we will find the elder of the ten tribes of Immortal Cat Valley as soon as possible and bring him out safely."

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On Zhang Xuan's side, in the remaining half a day, he finally finished refining all the body refining Xuanhuang liquid.

At this time, all the rejuvenating golden elixirs and healing elixirs in his body were exhausted.

The good news is that he has entered the ninth level of novice body training, almost approaching the bearded body training level.

His novice physical training skills surpassed those of Qi and body training.

On the Bone Desert battlefield, we finally have the strongest weapon.

At least, self-protection is safe.

It's just that the phantom of the Nine-branched Bitter Bodhi is still weakened.

"In the future, we still need to use more of the original material of the sand spirit crystal core to polish it in order to lay a solid foundation."

In addition, after devouring a large amount of innate energy, the energy of ancestral calamity in the cauldron within Zhang Xuan's dantian has more than doubled, and the power of the generated god-piercing bone spurs has also doubled.

His false foundation-building skills began to dissipate.

Henry Zhang quickly took out Ling Lingzhu.

"It's up to you whether you can retain a level of cultivation."

Henry Zhang immediately refined the exquisite beads.

His realm began to decline from foundation building to the ninth level of Qi refining.

He has just dropped from the ninth level of Qi refining to the eighth level of Qi refining.

His spiritual root also became a medium-grade fire attribute single spiritual root.

A mid-grade fire attribute single spiritual root is comparable to a high-grade multi-attribute spiritual root.

The speed of absorbing fire spirit energy is also doubled.

Even if they are placed in the Fairy Cat Valley, they are still among the top batch of spiritual roots.

It's a pity that his body-refining realm was not maintained, and eight of his profound veins were opened without increasing.

"It seems that the higher you go, the harder it is to improve your body through training." Henry Zhang thought to himself.

However, overall this time, the harvest is still very good.

With a smile on his face, Henry Zhang continued to lead everyone on their way on the desert camel.

Along the way, there were no more oases or underground trade routes.

The deeper you go into the depths of the Bone Desert battlefield, the sparser the underground trade routes become.

And the deeper you go, the more severe the erosion of the power of chaos becomes.

Two days later, many people in the dung-picking team were depleted of their spiritual power in the sea of ​​qi, and had to take half a Qi-rejuvenating golden elixir to replenish their spiritual power in the sea of ​​qi.

The surrounding bone fragments gradually increased.

You can even see the skeletons of many monsters that are as tall as a person.

However, over time, the bones’ spirituality has been completely lost and their value is of little value.

The wind and sand are getting bigger and bigger, even so big that even the desert sanduo can't open its eyes.

Everyone had to put a piece of animal skin over the eyes of the Desert Shatuo they were riding on to prevent the wind and sand from damaging the eyes of the Desert Shatuo.

But in this way, the speed of rushing became even slower.

The sun is scorching like fire, and the sky is full of wild sand.

Desert Shatuo was breathing heavily and foaming at the mouth.

Suddenly, witchcraft patterns flashed on Henry Zhang’s back.

"Danger!" Henry Zhang shouted.

Everyone immediately took out the twelve heavenly tablets and set up a formation.

Sure enough, after a while, I heard a "dong da da" sound.

There seemed to be thousands of troops galloping towards them.

However, the wind and sand are really too big.

I couldn't see clearly what was going on ahead.

As we got closer, we saw the black shadow of Wuyang Wuyang in front of us.

"This is...this is sand spirit!" Henry Zhang was surprised.

Thousands of sand spirits appeared in front of them.

Each sand spirit is two or three feet tall.

"This... this is too much."

"I heard that sand spirits are made of stone and are extremely hard. Some powerful sand spirits are no weaker than monks in the early stages of body refining."