"Ha ha ha!"
Lin Lan laughed out loud to the sky, but his laughter was so helpless and miserable, "I didn’t expect this would happen! A thief from within is hard to guard against! It’s all my fault not noticing your treason mind before! I’m ashamed to my master!"
A golden light flashed in his eyes. He burst out a powerful imposing manner in a moment, looking much stronger than before he was injured. He forced on feet, jumped into the air and escaped quickly.
"Burning the remained few spiritual energies to escape? You will be a waste." The black man shook his head without an intention to catch up with Lin Biao.
The Big Elder shouted loudly, "Why don't you chase him? It is to set the tiger free in the mountain, isn’t it?"
"Do you want to teach me? Just thinking about what you should do after inheriting the position of the Master. Don't forget the agreement between us! If you dare to play tricks with me, I don't mind changing another one to be the Master. "The black man responded in little anger.
The Big Elder dared not to reply because the black man’s cultivation was much higher than his. He caved in with a smile, "I promise, our Qingyuan School will never be against your Qingming School!"
"Against us? Are you qualified?" The black man disappeared silently in the darkness.
This night was destined to be extraordinary. The Big Elder gained the victory but under huge price.
A white light shone from the day and the dawn came. The night’s massacre subsided.
As the rising sun rose, Zhang Yan’s body has miraculously healed overnight due to the recovery effect of the fruit of Hot Sun Grass and the Asura Change. But he did not wake up and still kept on cultivating, because the efficacy of the fruit had not been used up yet and a largely dense natural gas was still flowing in his body. If it did not be transformed into spiritual energy completely, his body was likely to be blasted. So, he took this opportunity to cultivate hard to quickly improve his cultivation.
At present, there were already nine spiritual cyclones spinning fast and crazily in his Dantian., which meant he had already broken through to the ninth level of Xiantian State. The ninth level was not the end. With more and more spiritual energy accumulating, his cultivation was rapidly climbing up from the feet to the peak of the ninth level of Xiantian State. However, he could not improve more anyway now.
The bottleneck found him. Since he had already practiced the first change of Asura Change to the Dacheng, his cultivation was fixed to the level. If he wanted to improve, he had to practice the second change.
He took out the Hot Sun Grass from the ring and displayed the first change to the extreme according to the record on Asura Change, followed with the appearance of quaint and heavy metal door again. But no one else could see it except for Zhang Yan himself. Even the Purifying Lotus was wondering what he was doing.
His consciousness came to this ancient door. This time he carefully looked at the door and found that there were many ancient and mysterious symbols inscribed on it. He opned the door, and once again stepped into the palace full of blood. The blood-red stone pillar in the center was still existing, binding the fierce big man who was covered in blood.
The man’s long silver hair and his shuddering blood-red eyes offered Zhang Yan a strange feeling. But having no time to observe it carefully, the palace dismissed, along with that suffocating atmosphere.
Zhang Yan opened his eyes and found that the grass in his hand had disappeared. Instead, a passage of skill sat in his mind. It was the second change that he longed for.
Acquiring such a treasure, he immediately began to practice it. The natural gas was transformed into Asura spiritual energy more quickly under the second change and his cultivation was breaking out at this moment.
The nine spiritual cyclones were suddenly merged and compressed together. Although the process was painful and slow, they were still successfully compressed together. After a while, the spiritual cyclone disappeared, instead, a blood-red golden Dan with the size of a soy bean emerged in his Dantian.
"Ha ha ha!"
Lin Lan laughed out loud to the sky, but his laughter was so helpless and miserable, "I didn’t expect this would happen! A thief from within is hard to guard against! It’s all my fault not noticing your treason mind before! I’m ashamed to my master!"
A golden light flashed in his eyes. He burst out a powerful imposing manner in a moment, looking much stronger than before he was injured. He forced on feet, jumped into the air and escaped quickly.
"Burning the remained few spiritual energies to escape? You will be a waste." The black man shook his head without an intention to catch up with Lin Biao.
The Big Elder shouted loudly, "Why don't you chase him? It is to set the tiger free in the mountain, isn’t it?"
"Do you want to teach me? Just thinking about what you should do after inheriting the position of the Master. Don't forget the agreement between us! If you dare to play tricks with me, I don't mind changing another one to be the Master. "The black man responded in little anger.
The Big Elder dared not to reply because the black man’s cultivation was much higher than his. He caved in with a smile, "I promise, our Qingyuan School will never be against your Qingming School!"
"Against us? Are you qualified?" The black man disappeared silently in the darkness.
This night was destined to be extraordinary. The Big Elder gained the victory but under huge price.
A white light shone from the day and the dawn came. The night’s massacre subsided.
As the rising sun rose, Zhang Yan’s body has miraculously healed overnight due to the recovery effect of the fruit of Hot Sun Grass and the Asura Change. But he did not wake up and still kept on cultivating, because the efficacy of the fruit had not been used up yet and a largely dense natural gas was still flowing in his body. If it did not be transformed into spiritual energy completely, his body was likely to be blasted. So, he took this opportunity to cultivate hard to quickly improve his cultivation.
At present, there were already nine spiritual cyclones spinning fast and crazily in his Dantian., which meant he had already broken through to the ninth level of Xiantian State. The ninth level was not the end. With more and more spiritual energy accumulating, his cultivation was rapidly climbing up from the feet to the peak of the ninth level of Xiantian State. However, he could not improve more anyway now.
The bottleneck found him. Since he had already practiced the first change of Asura Change to the Dacheng, his cultivation was fixed to the level. If he wanted to improve, he had to practice the second change.
He took out the Hot Sun Grass from the ring and displayed the first change to the extreme according to the record on Asura Change, followed with the appearance of quaint and heavy metal door again. But no one else could see it except for Zhang Yan himself. Even the Purifying Lotus was wondering what he was doing.
His consciousness came to this ancient door. This time he carefully looked at the door and found that there were many ancient and mysterious symbols inscribed on it. He opned the door, and once again stepped into the palace full of blood. The blood-red stone pillar in the center was still existing, binding the fierce big man who was covered in blood.
The man’s long silver hair and his shuddering blood-red eyes offered Zhang Yan a strange feeling. But having no time to observe it carefully, the palace dismissed, along with that suffocating atmosphere.
Zhang Yan opened his eyes and found that the grass in his hand had disappeared. Instead, a passage of skill sat in his mind. It was the second change that he longed for.
Acquiring such a treasure, he immediately began to practice it. The natural gas was transformed into Asura spiritual energy more quickly under the second change and his cultivation was breaking out at this moment.
The nine spiritual cyclones were suddenly merged and compressed together. Although the process was painful and slow, they were still successfully compressed together. After a while, the spiritual cyclone disappeared, instead, a blood-red golden Dan with the size of a soy bean emerged in his Dantian.
