Where did this purple gas come from?
Chu Yang was a little confused.
Logically speaking, he was absorbing the Primordial Purple Vapor in the Tribulation Space every day. His meridians were sometimes purple and he felt much more powerful.
But the Dantian Ocean of Qi had never appeared before.
Now, it finally appeared, and it was only a little bit. It was so weak that it was undetectable.
"Sword Spirit, are you here?" Chu Yang asked. Since Xue Leihan appeared, the Sword Spirit suddenly fell silent for some reason.
"I'm here." The Sword Spirit asked respectfully, "Has Master left?"
"He left long ago." Chu Yang snorted, still a little angry at someone's pettiness.
The Sword Spirit relaxed and said, "What did you say just now?" Suddenly, he exclaimed, "This … Isn't this Master's heaven-grade wine? Could this be Master's Water-Fire Jade … Why did Master give you so much? "
Chu Yang said smugly, "I want it, how can he not give it to me?"
The Sword Spirit sucked in cold air. "As far as I know, the Water-Fire Jade may have been given to others before, but no one has ever drunk heaven-grade wine … Sss, and the Qiankun Pot …"
"What, Qiankun Pot?" Chu Yang snorted. "It's just a large wine pot."
"That's because my cultivation is not high enough!" The Sword Spirit looked at Chu Yang as if he were a city dweller looking at a country bumpkin. "The Qiankun Pot can hold an entire continent, but it's just a large wine pot in your eyes …"
"Uh, so it's a matter of cultivation." Chu Yang said awkwardly, "I thought it was just a large wine pot …"
"With Master's magical powers, why would he carry a wine pot with him?" The Sword Spirit said discontentedly.
Chu Yang exploded. "Are you done? What Master! Do you know that we're together now? We have nothing to do with him in the future, do you know? Is there a need to be so scared? One day, I'll kill my way to the Heavenly Imperial Court and catch this guy and spank him every day! "
The Sword Spirit shut up tactfully, but his eyes were still full of disbelief.
Chu Yang snorted and said, "Purple gas threads have appeared in the Dantian of the Heavenly Divine Technique. What's going on? "
The Sword Spirit was shocked and immediately dived in to check. After a long time. Then, he exclaimed in shock, "Lord Sword Master, the Layered Heaven Divine Technique … has been activated for the first time in ten thousand years!"
The Sword Spirit's voice was somewhat incoherent.
"The Layered Heaven Divine Technique is being activated for the first time in ten thousand years?" Chu Yang was puzzled. "Could it be that the previous masters of the Tribulations Sword didn't activate it? This is the Layered Heaven Divine Technique?"
"Absolutely not!" The Sword Spirit's expression was absolutely solemn.
"Then why can I clearly feel that the Heaven Splitting Divine Technique in my previous life is much more powerful than it is now?" Chu Yang felt a headache coming.
"In my previous life … it was because my heart was filled with hatred and resentment. It was the heart of destruction. The influence of violent spiritual energy. It only slightly stimulated the Heaven Splitting Divine Technique, "the Sword Spirit said.
"I see." Chu Yang asked, "What do I need to do if I want to fully activate the Heaven Splitting Divine Technique?"
The Sword Spirit smiled wryly. "A million strands of Primordial Violet Vapor can allow you to condense a strand of Primordial Real Silk! When the amount of Primordial Real Silk in your dantian reaches one million strands. The Heaven Splitting Divine Technique can be fully activated. When the Primordial Real Silk becomes a strand, you can break through the limits of the Heaven Splitting Divine Technique … If it completely becomes the Primordial Aura Ocean, you can change the world … "
"Uh ~ ~ ~" Chu Yang's eyes turned. "The Primordial Violet Vapor in the Tribulation Space now. How much life force origin is there? How many strands of Primordial Real Silk can it form? "
"How many strands?" The Sword Spirit rolled his eyes. "Not to mention that the Primordial Violet Vapor here is enough for you to absorb for a few years before your cultivation reaches a certain level … Even if you absorb all of it, it's more or less enough to form a strand of Primordial Real Silk …"
Chu Yang sat down on the ground. "What?!"
"Not a lot of strands!" The Sword Spirit said somewhat speechlessly, "This is the Heavenly Continent, not the Heavenly Imperial Court. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any strands at all."
Chu Yang looked at the sky speechlessly, feeling that his brain wasn't enough.
He looked at the Primordial Violet Vapor in the Tribulation Space that was almost condensed into substance. But if he wanted to turn it into Primordial Real Silk, only strands? And at most?
"Primordial Real Silk is something that can create heaven and earth!" The Sword Spirit looked left and right a little sneakily. Lowering his voice, he said, "You don't have to be discouraged. You must know that even Master has probably only reached the stage of forming strands of Primordial Real Silk. And … there shouldn't be more than a hundred strands …"
"A hundred strands … How many strands is that?" Chu Yang asked carefully. He was afraid that he would ask another number that would make his heart stop beating.
"One strand should be able to form one strand with 100,000 strands. A hundred strands. It should be more than 50 million strands. " The Sword Spirit pondered and said, "This number is somewhat conservative. After all, I'm just guessing … The real number should be more than …"
Chu Yang held his forehead with one hand and groaned.
Brother, this conservative number of yours. It's already made my heart stop beating for a while.
Chu Yang looked somewhat speechlessly at the Primordial Violet Vapor in the Tribulation Space and then calculated the number of strands. Multiplied by 100,000 … to form one strand … A hundred strands, more than 50 million strands?
[What a terrifying number this is …]
His consciousness sank into his Dantian. Looking at the pitiful strand of Primordial Real Silk in his Dantian, Chu Yang truly felt the gap between himself and Xue Leihan.
He had never thought that the difference in cultivation between the two could be compared with such a specific number. However, the cruel thing was that this comparison was a direct blow to Chu Yang!
In other words, even with the most conservative estimate, Xue Leihan's current cultivation was at least 50 million times higher than his!
50 million times!
The moment he thought of this number, Chu Yang suddenly wanted to die. This fellow had said that he had to surpass him in ten thousand years to have any hope of truly defeating the Extraterrestrial Demons!
Chu Yang wanted to die. At this moment, he had an incomparably rude impulse to curse.
Curse Xue Leihan's mother!
Wasn't this a f * cking trap? No! There was no such thing as a trap.
"Then, how many strands can form the Primordial Ocean of Aura?" Chu Yang asked in despair.
The Sword Spirit calculated seriously and said, "According to a conservative estimate, 100,000 strands should be enough to form the initial stage?" The Sword Spirit smiled very embarrassedly. "I really don't know about this."
"I know." Chu Yang waved his hands weakly, his eyes lifeless.
How many strands were 100,000 strands?
100 strands would be 50 million strands. According to this ratio, it would require 50 billion strands of Primordial Real Silk!
And, if there were no accidents. This should be far from enough. 100,000 strands could form one strand, but 100 strands would require 50 million strands.
Chu Yang estimated that to form the Primordial Ocean of Aura … the number of Primordial Real Silk would probably need to be calculated in the trillions and above.
"Sword Spirit, why don't we break up?" Chu Yang said dejectedly, "Look. This matter is very clear. The Chu Clan in the South-East is very safe now. I'll work hard and find the Tribulation Sword fragment, then open the passage and bring our brothers up to enjoy life. Bring my old woman up too and live in seclusion in the South-East. "
As he spoke weakly, he suddenly grabbed his own hair with both hands. He let out a heart-wrenching roar. "At least a trillion … God, how am I going to spend my days …"
Then, he sat down on the ground, feeling as if his heart had also broken into eight pieces along with his butt.
The Sword Spirit was also very speechless.
"If that's the case, this Xue Leihan came up with such a Heaven Crossing Divine Technique here purely to set me up!" Chu Yang was dejected for a while before he suddenly gnashed his teeth with murderous intent.
"I don't think so." The Sword Spirit hesitated for a moment before he said, "As far as I know … Master hasn't created such a powerful technique yet."
"A powerful technique?" Chu Yang laughed bitterly. "This is a goddamn technique to set people up! A trillion … Just thinking about it makes my head explode. "
The Sword Spirit said solemnly, "The wonderful thing about this technique is that. If you don't gather enough Primordial Real Silk, it can still exert its power in the form of an ordinary cultivation. But once you gather enough, you can immediately be reborn. "
"Since ancient times, no one has ever heard of such a technique. And, the most wonderful thing is that he even digitized the technique. This allows you to know where your gap is at all times … And, there's no ultimate goal. "
The Sword Spirit said, "Therefore, this technique should have been created by the two mighty people who could sweep through the heavens with just the aftershocks of that battle!"
Chu Yang perked up. "You mean?"
"If I'm not wrong, this technique should be the most powerful technique in the world." The Sword Spirit said, "There's no other technique that can compare to it."
Chu Yang laughed mischievously, "If that's the case … "Saying that, I'm somewhat comforted. It's just that to gather enough Primordial Real Silk … where would I find so much Primordial Violet Vapor? "
The Sword Spirit said solemnly, "Since ancient times, there's a saying that the heavens have its limits. It can't be seen in this heavenly continent, but in some dangerous places sealed in the heavenly palace, as long as one passes through them, one can touch the heavens' limits. The heavens' limits are Primordial Real Silk. As far as the eye can see, it's all Primordial Violet Vapor! It's all life force origin! "
Chu Yang's eyes had just lit up when the Sword Spirit said somewhat embarrassedly, "But I've only heard of it … I haven't seen it with my own eyes."
Chu Yang's eyes dimmed again. "F * ck! You might as well not have said it! "
The Sword Spirit blinked and asked, "What do we do now?"
Chu Yang took a deep breath. Then, he let out another breath. Then, he took another deep breath. His lungs suddenly bulged. His guts seemed to have expanded at this moment. Then, he said fiercely, "What else can we do? Do it! "
"Do it?" asked the Sword Spirit doubtfully.
"Yes! Just do it! " Chu Yang exposed an evil grin as he gnashed his teeth. Then, he raised his head and roared in a loud voice, "Old f * ck!"
…
Yesterday, the computer suddenly stopped working. It was already night time and I was so anxious. At five o 'clock in the morning, I hurriedly got out of bed and took a taxi to the computer repair shop. After a long time of banging and banging on the door, I hurriedly repaired it and brought it back … Sigh, it turned out that I had locked the keyboard somewhere … Computer noobs can't afford to get hurt …
Yesterday, I just said that I would explode, but now I had to ask for leave. My heart was burning with anxiety. Perhaps no one cares about my character and credibility, but I care about it. I care about it to the point of dying …
I hurriedly wrote a chapter and took a break. I'll update the rest in the afternoon. There should be no less than five chapters today …
Sorry, everyone, please forgive me.
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