Ancient Strengthening Techniques
Qing Shui, I am named Song, I want to go to the court of Sikong Mingyue
Demon monsters of the same level would always be stronger than humans. The most important thing was that/it was extremely difficult to tame demon beasts at the Martial King level and above. Otherwise, there was no reason why the mountain of the strong old man was merely the Black Champion Monarch Falcon.
Qing Shui knew that/that his firebird level of strength was now extremely strong; he sent his thoughts to the Firebird, ordering him to take out a fireball to look at his current strength.
However, as the firebird spouted out a purple-colored fireball, Qing Shui was shocked. The size of the fireball was smaller many times, only the size of a fist. The color of the flame, however, was a higher purple color, appearing pure and crystalline. Without a doubt, that temperature was many times higher than before.
From the intensity of the explosion as well as the speed of the fireball shot, Qing Shui felt as if he was standing in the middle of a storm. Does the awakening of talent increase its firepower? Qing Shui was so happy, he stood there like a fool.
The stronger the pet, the happier he is!
After exiting the Violet Jade Immortal Realm, Qing Shui was deep in thought. He would never have imagined that/it was a beast pill he created could ‘awaken’ the talents and bloodlines of his Firebird.
Thinking again, Cang Wuya once said that his/her Potion Beast level and Spirit Concentrating Pill were only fifty percent. This means that/that of every two experiments, he will succeed once. However, the time wasted during each failure might cause many alchemists to feel that/that the fifty percent success rate was still too low.
The burner had spent about eighty or so Beast Bills. The price of these pills is very expensive when added together. Other than him, who else could dispose of pills so easily? Even the Medicine Sect could not compare to him in terms of concocting pills. Not unless they could concoct pills with primordial flames as well …
Time pass. Roughly two months had passed and it was already mid-November, with only a short time remaining until the end of the year. At this moment, Qing Shui was practicing his daily morning ritual in a public space.
Outsiders did not know what the difference was in Taichi Qing Shui's fist, yet Qing Shui was clearly able to sense that his/her strength had undergone a qualitative change when compared to two months ago.
With the effects of the Spirit Concentrating Pills, he spent a total of two months in his spatial field which was equivalent to about five years in heavy cultivation. It is only natural that/that he has improved.
His Ancient Strengthening Technique had already reached the 99th cycle, and he was extremely proficient in the Power of Thunderstorms, giving him an enormous increase in power. However, he was still waiting for a spark of insight to break through.
Cloudmist, Free Spirit Steps, and Heavenly Palace Sword Art had reached the peak of the Ancestral Realm. The reason why they had yet to reach Truth Realm was because Qing Shui spent most of his time practicing other techniques.
Not only that, Qing Shui was completely startled by the heavenly damaging effects of the spirit concentrating pill. When he was not in his spatial realm, Qing Shui would listen to the guidance of the Palace elders while also practicing the Tiger Form insights he obtained from the stone monument.
Not only that, there were two engravings that Qing Shui felt were extremely powerful. Those Bears Lean Against Trees and Giant Bears Shake the Mountains. He could sense that/it was movement and the energy within was an explosion of one's hidden potential, instantly causing one's strength to skyrocket, capturing the opponent with surprise and gaining victory.
At this moment, Qing Shui was practicing Taichi Fist in a public field, his movements were water surfing. Qing Shui had long since combined the Stormy Strength of the Shrubs with his Ancient Strengthening Technique. The two sources of Qi combined into one, flowed smoothly in his body, yet were filled with unprecedented explosive power.
The state of the flowing water felt very mystical as it attracted the attention of others in the square. Only when Qing Shui completed the series of Tai Chi movements did those lost in their observations awaken.
Suddenly, a voice sounded like Qing Shui retracting his hand. ’’You are Qing Shui?’
Qing Shui did not reply until he completely withdrew his hand. Glancing up, he saw a handsome young man standing about two meters away from him. At the same time, a skinny young man stood beside her, involuntarily adopting the posture of a errand boy.
The handsome young man's eyes were filled with confidence and pride, as he stared with disdain at Qing Shui. Qing Shui was able to sense that/that the person standing in front of him had a cultivation level at the peak of the second level of Martial King, and the energy fluctuations from his body were much stronger compared to Gongsun Jianwu.
” Who are you? ” Although Qing Shui didn't know the man's background, he knew it was from his cultivation level that/it was impossible for this person to be from Starmoon Hall.
’’ My surname is Song. Qing Shui, I want to go to the court of Sikong Mingyue. ’’ Handsome man named Song smiled at Qing Shui, his smile filled with confidence.
Qing Shui was struck by lightning. Why is this guy looking for him? Although he had a good relationship with Canghai Mingyue, he was not her woman. He had the freedom to choose who he liked and Qing Shui couldn't control it. Love cannot be forced.
However, the man in front of her gave Qing Shui a strange feeling. For some unknown reason, he only felt annoyed when he saw her.
’’I want you to leave it. Name me your condition. ’’Handsome young man surnamed Song curved. He was supposed to appear very impressive like a handsome peacock.
’’ I don't understand what you're saying. ’’ Qing Shui prepare to leave immediately after speaking. However, he found his way banned by that skinny fellow.
’’ My Senior Brother Song never agreed that/that you can go. Hey, brat, you better be smart and leave sister Mingyue. ” A sneaky smile shone in the skinny young man's eyes as he glanced at Qing Shui.
” Waa that's the main disciple of Starday Hall, Song Lang! ‘’Someone exclaims.
” Wow, isn't that Qing Shui from Starmoon Hall? ” Some women from Starmoon Hall cheered.
’’According to you, Song Lang is stronger or our Qing Shui?’ ‘Another woman giggled.
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’’ Senior Song is very handsome! ’’
’’ You have big breasts, but no brain. Why are you supporting another man who is not from our Hall? ’’A young man screaming.
’’Are you f *** ing stupid? Senior Song's traits were much more refined. He is the man that all women wish to marry. After all, can the people from Starmoon Hall be considered as men? ”“ The woman previously replied.
’’ B * tch! ’’
” I'm going to your room tonight to make you know nothing and tell you the power of a real man. ”
’’Log into my room? Come if you dare. I'll cut the sad thing you call ‘little bird’, you hole **. ’
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The handsome man named Song smiled wider as he heard the crowd discussion. Her dazzling smile of brilliance that/that many women in the crowd were mesmerized.
’’ Qing Shui, we support you. SMASH LANGUAGE TOO STEP! ’
No one knows who called but the man is definitely a man.
’’ SMASH SONG LANG !!! ’’
The male voice after the male voice sounded.
Qing Shui smiled bitterly. It seems that the previous woman's comments about ‘can the people from Starmoon Hall even be considered men?’ struck a nerve among the people from Starmoon Hall.
Qing Shui looked at Song Lang who was in front of him. There was no anger even after he heard the words of the crowd, just that unchanging and brilliant smile. Qing Shui couldn't help but feel disgusted with his smile.
Qing Shui knew what Song Lang was feeling right now. To him, all this ‘bakat’ is just a mediocre. When it reached its level in cultivation, all these people were merely ants. How could he be offended by the words insect?
” Out of my way! ” Qing Shui spoke softly, as he walked forward.
The skinny friend involuntarily staggered backwards by the aura Qing Shui emitted.
’’Do you mean to hide? What if we have a little game? If you win, Canghai Mingyue belongs to you, but if you lose, you must leave it. ’’ Song Lang was still smiling as he spoke.
