jdhmnovel Chapter 310: Floating Realm
Chapter 310: Floating Realm
Its claws grabbed the blood lotus fiercely, but its claws were also entangled and it could not break free no matter how hard it struggled.
The blood was constantly sucked by the blood lotus, and the Exploding Bear suddenly became angry and panicked. Gradually, more and more blood lotus appeared on the Exploding Bear's body. Bang! Like a mountain collapsing, a loud noise raised a cloud of dust. When the dust settled, the blood lotus surrounded the Exploding Bear, slowly entwining and moving. The blood-colored lotus was extremely beautiful and charming. Layers of blood mist appeared around it, and the smell of blood filled the nose. The scene looked extremely weird.
Ji Jiuying gritted her teeth and channeled the Exploding Bear's power into her body through the vortex. Instantly, intense pain spread throughout her body. Her spiritual sea of consciousness, her dantian, and her meridians swelled as if they were about to explode, making her unable to help but raise her head and let out a roar.
Ji Jiuying endured the severe pain all over her body, sat cross-legged, and circulated her spiritual energy while cultivating her five spiritual roots.
The pain made her brows furrowed, her face showing a look of agony. Sweat had soaked her entire body, with blood and sweat mixed together, making her look extremely miserable!
Gong Mingyue looked at the sweaty man with distress. Although the five spiritual roots are good, the path of cultivation is often much more difficult than that of ordinary spiritual roots.
At this time, the five spiritual roots in Ji Jiuying's body continued to absorb and digest the explosive attack of the Exploding Bear, and converted the attack into her own spiritual power, constantly tempering her meridians, and finally transformed into essence and flowed into her Dantian.
All spirit beasts that fight against her will become her springboards, which is why she wants to provoke Exploding Bear in the first place.
I don’t know how long it took, but the five spiritual roots had digested all the power and the purity reached the top.
The pure spiritual energy in Dantian seemed to be overflowing. Ji Jiuying was not idle for a moment, circulating the spiritual energy to transform it into spiritual power and breaking through to the highest peak.
Spiritual Saint Six Stars!
But the spiritual energy showed no sign of stopping. Ji Jiuying frowned slightly. She found that she could not suppress the spiritual energy in her body at all. The spiritual energy continued to break through upwards until it stopped steadily at the Seven Stars of the Spiritual Saint.
For spiritual practitioners, the higher the level of cultivation, the harder it is to break through. Some people may not advance by one star for several years after reaching the level of Spiritual Saint. It is also possible that it will take more than ten years to break through.
In just a few days, Ji Jiuying reached the seventh star from the fifth star of the Spiritual Saint. What kind of amazing talent is this!
Gong Mingyue's eyes sparkled. His Jiuer never disappoints anyone.
Ji Jiuying slowly opened her eyes, exhaled a breath, and her body instantly collapsed to the ground. She tilted her head upward and looked at the boy on the tree. The two smiled at each other.
At this time, a hint of red appeared in the east, as if rising slowly to celebrate Ji Jiuying's promotion.
The sun shone through the mist and heavy leaves, falling into the Monster Forest. A beam of light fell on the man on the tree. His handsome face made the surrounding environment pale in comparison. The light seemed to belong to him, enveloping him. The morning breeze blew by, and his clothes fluttered like a banished immortal, making Ji Jiuying a little absent-minded.
"Jiu'er, why don't you take a closer look?"
When she came to her senses, the man who was originally on the tree was already in front of her. He bent down and looked into her eyes. His deep eyes reflected her miserable appearance, as if he wanted to devour her.
Ji Jiuying's face turned slightly red, as if she had been caught doing something wrong. She quickly stood up and patted the dust off her body, "Ayue, let's go back to Cangyue!"
"it is good."
Gong Mingyue used his spiritual power to dry the sweat off her body.
Ji Jiuying waved her hand to take the blood lotus back into her spiritual sea of consciousness. The Exploding Bear turned into a mummy. She endured the nausea and went forward to dig out the beast. The eighth-level spirit beast must be very valuable, so Ji Jiuying casually threw it into the space.
Cang Yue Kingdom.
The city of Kyoto was bustling with activity, and people in every street and alley were discussing the power that had risen in Cang Yue Nation a month ago, the Floating Life Realm.
No one knows who the owner of the Floating Life Mirror is, male or female.
The growth rate of Fu Sheng Realm was extremely fast. In just one month, it became a force on the list. It should not be underestimated. Even the emperor of Cang Yue Kingdom sent people to investigate Fu Sheng Realm.
"I heard that the people in the Floating Life Realm are cruel and murderous."
"What's that? I heard that their weapons are all top-grade magical instruments, and they are only one step away from becoming holy instruments."
"This top-grade magic weapon would cost a huge amount of spirit stones to buy at auction, not to mention that they all have one. Who on earth is so powerful that he can make his subordinates use top-grade magic weapons?"
"Could it be that Qi Yeyue Tower?"
"It's possible. I heard that the owner of Qi Yeyue Tower has a special relationship with Wuji Sect. Think about what Wuji Sect does. Many of the famous magic weapons and sacred artifacts on the Cangming Continent are from Wuji Sect."
"In short, it's just one sentence. Don't mess with that Floating Life Realm."
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In the pavilion of the Princess's Mansion.
The girl lowered her eyes, her brows exuding seriousness, and her slender fingers plucked the strings of the piano. The sound of the piano was like the sound of a deep valley or a secluded mountain, clear and bright, lingering in the heart.
The breeze blew the plum blossoms in the yard down, as if they were dancing.
After the song, Qing Ling did not stand up but stared at the Qinglian Qin in her hand in a daze.
In the dark, a young man with a sword-like look between his brows stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the girl who was playing the piano in the pavilion. His eyes, as cold as a pond, became somewhat deep at this moment, and his eyes flickered, revealing a complex color mixed with emotions that were difficult to conceal. The two emotions intertwined together, and Yingyue frowned unhappily.
Two days ago, I found that when I calmed down, Qing Ling's figure always appeared in my mind. I repeatedly comforted myself that it must be because of the mistress's entrustment that he focused his attention on her.
In order to prove what he thought in his heart, he even didn't appear in front of her for the past two days, but he always couldn't help but want to see what she was doing!
"Master Shadow Moon, what are you doing?"
A voice sounded behind him, which frightened Yingyue. He couldn't help but feel annoyed. He was so distracted that he didn't even know where he was.
Xueyun stretched his head and looked behind him curiously, "Master Yingyue is looking at something so good that he doesn't even know we are here."
Xueyun, Haitang, Yunyang and others asked curiously.
Yingyue panicked and quickly stood in front of them, "Go away, what do you want from me?"
"Master Yingyue, according to your instructions, Fusheng Realm has currently recruited more than a hundred spiritual practitioners above the level of Great Spiritual Master, but only eight people above the level of Spiritual General have been accepted~"
"Okay, you guys go and arrange those people first, I'll go and test them later."
As if she had expected this result, there was no change on Yingyue's face. Now that the Floating Life Realm has just risen, many people do not believe it and fear that it is just a passing cloud. However, establishing a power cannot be accomplished overnight and there is no rush.