In the Micro Spiritual Pool, Sima Quan's entire body was emitting a strange spiritual light.
He had taken over this body. At first, he was worried that the Spiritual Pool would be useless to him. It wasn't that he didn't want to benefit from it, but he was afraid that Rao Sanren would see through him.
After he entered, he realized that there was no need for such worries. Once his body came into contact with the pool water, countless extremely pure Turbid Yin spiritual opportunity surged in. After a little circulation, not only did his body's Natal Qi become full, even his Heavenly Demon Body was strengthened.
When he saw that Deng Zhenjun was doing the same, he finally understood that whoever entered the pool would most likely receive the most beneficial benefits. Thus, he let go of his thoughts and focused on absorbing the Spiritual Qi in the area.
After six years, Deng Zhenjun felt that he had reached his limit. No matter how much he circulated his spiritual energy, he couldn't get any benefits. He walked out of the pool with a look of regret.
He shook his sleeve, and a few drops of pool water were collected. He turned around and saw that Sima Quan was still cultivating with his eyes closed. There was still room for improvement. He sighed and walked out without disturbing him.
In terms of cultivation, Sima Quan didn't surpass Deng Zhenjun by too much. But the difference was that not only was his body nourished by the Spiritual Pool, even his Heavenly Demon Body was absorbing spiritual opportunity. What was even rarer was that he had many doppelgangers who could benefit from it. Naturally, they would take longer.
The only pity was that the doppelgangers who were too far away and not in the range of his senses couldn't benefit from it.
In the blink of an eye, another four years passed.
Sima Quan felt that he couldn't get any more benefits from the Spiritual Pool. He didn't stay any longer and stood up.
In these few years, his cultivation had improved, but it was only a little faster than usual.
A cultivator's cultivation had to be cultivated step by step. Even if they had enough external supplements, they wouldn't get much stronger in one go. It wasn't that they couldn't do it, but they were afraid that it would disrupt their own cultivation rhythm. Only those with unparalleled talent and a strong foundation would be excluded. People like them couldn't be measured with common sense. For example, the leader of Yuliangism, Kong Yin, was like that.
The real benefit he got this time was that the Spiritual Pool had deepened his potential. It meant that he could go further in the future and reach higher realms more easily.
Something like this that could change one's natural talent was simply too shocking. In fact, it could even turn a mediocre person into a genius. Inwardly, he couldn't help but muse, "I wonder if the Mountain and Sea Realm could create something like this?"
Then, he denied it in his heart. Not to mention the fact that the junior disciples could not withstand the penetration of such spiritual vigor, even with the ability of the real dragon, it seemed like it would take tens of thousands of years to refine such a pool of water. If there was such time, it would be better to find a few disciples with outstanding qualifications. It would be a thankless effort to waste it on mediocre people.
He opened his hand, and a small bronze cauldron flew out, collecting some of the pool water. He planned to bring it back in the future and see what it was made of.
When he did this, he didn't do it sneakily. Instead, he did it out in the open, explaining that he was doing it for his disciples. Deng Zhenjun had done the same thing before, and Rao Wanderer had seen it happen but didn't stop it. Clearly, he had tacitly approved of it.
San Sanren smiled, "There's no need to thank me. There are very few people in the Great Dust Realm who cultivate Turbid Qi and Spiritual Opportunity. If there was one who became a True Lord, I would help him. Moreover, San Sanren Rao saw it and didn't stop it. It was obvious that he approved of it.
San Sanren Rao smiled, "You don't have to thank me. There are very few people in the Great Dust Realm who cultivate Turbid Qi and Spiritual Opportunity. But if there is one who becomes a True Lord, I will help him. Moreover, this opportunity is due to Daoist Quan Ming's reminder. It is something you deserve."
San Sanren Rao said, "Speaking of which, I'm still basking in Daoist Quan Ming's light."
San Sanren Rao laughed again and said, "That's true. “
He looked into the Huanwei Spiritual Pool and found that it was much more used up than when Deng Zhenjun had come out. However, not only was he not unhappy, he was very satisfied. The more Sima Yan's strength improved, the more help he would be to him in the future. Moreover, this performance also proved that he had a good eye.
San Sanren Rao said, "San Sanren, I have a question. This Spiritual Pool is useful to us, but to the old dragon, it's not very useful. Why did he create this?"
San Sanren Rao said, "You don't know, but the old dragon has a secret technique that can refine his body and return from the beginning. This pool is for him to improve his foundation in the future."
"Refine his body and return from the beginning? There's such a secret technique in the world? " San Sanren Rao wasn't surprised. He then sighed, "That Dragon Monarch is already at the peak of this world, why did he have to do this?"
San Sanren Rao shook his head and said, "No matter how strong he was, didn't he still lose to Kong Yin? The old dragon's disciples and grand disciples once said that before this, the old dragon had already foreseen this. He knew that it was very likely that he would be defeated by human cultivators in the future, so he spent who knows how many tens of thousands of years to refine this spirit pool. However, man proposes, God disposes. In the end, it was all for naught. "
Sima Quan snorted. To refine one's body was the same as killing himself. Besides his life, he might even have to give up all his magical power and divine abilities. Who knew how many tens of thousands of years the Dragon Monarch had cultivated to this point, but he was willing to give it up just like that. Clearly, he was very courageous. If Sima Quan were in his shoes, he might not have the same determination.
He thought for a moment and said, "San Sanren, what should I do later? “
We are still too weak to interfere in the battle between the two clans. The two of you should stay here and cultivate well. Don't go out carelessly. If Yang Chuan and Kong Yin don't join forces, then there will be a battle in the future. When that time comes, we'll decide what to do according to the situation. "
Sima Quan nodded, but in his heart he thought, 'It seems that I won't be able to communicate with the Mountain and Sea Realm for a while.'
Just Now, when he was cultivating, he had sensed some movement from the Dual Realm Dial. But he didn't dare to use it here, and couldn't even take it out. He could only wait for the right time to come.
Cold Light Heavenly Domain, King Li's planet. The Qi Accumulation Palace had a total of 196 temples. Ten of them were under the control of the Imperial Palace, and the rest were under the control of the Kai Chang Temple. Zhang Yi was one of them.
He had spent more than a hundred years cultivating to the third stage of the Core Transformation Realm. His progress was neither good nor bad. But this was exactly what he needed, to avoid drawing attention to himself as much as possible.
At this point in time, his memories had gradually increased, and he knew exactly what he should do. However, as Zhang Yan's clone, if someone wanted to find something from his soul, then he would immediately forget everything and not allow anyone to find any flaws in him.
At this time, he was sitting in the inner room, looking at a piece of paper. It was drawn by the previous people of the Qi Accumulation Palace using the Dao Observation Technique. As long as he visualized it, his cultivation would unconsciously follow it, and he would become more and more compatible with the sect. If it weren't for the fact that his soul was different, the more he cultivated, the more he would agree with the Qi Accumulation Palace. Throughout history, people who cultivated like this were the most valued by the upper echelons of the Qi Accumulation Palace.
There was the sound of jade striking, and a disciple carrying incense walked in. He cupped his hands and said, "Temple Master, the officials of the Ning Province have sent a memorial to you. They say that there has been a drought in the province for a month, and they would like to invite Temple Master to perform a spell to help the people."
The cultivators of the Jun Chen Domain had a close relationship with the secular world. As Kai Chang, Zhang Yi had to adjust and control the climate of the four seasons. If it was a county, then the "Ferry Building" could do it for him. But once it involved a province, he had to do it.
He might have great power now, and even the kings of the vassals and kingdoms had to listen to him. But every half a year, there would be a special evaluation from the palace. If he performed poorly three times in a row, he would be stripped of his position and sent to the remote heavenly regions to listen to orders.
His current identity was very important, and he didn't want to throw it away. So he had to be careful. He asked, "Have you given enough offerings?"
The disciple carrying incense said, "I've checked, and they've all been given."
The vassal states usually gave two sets of offerings. One was given to the main palace of the Qi Accumulation Palace, and the other was given to Kai Chang as a form of filial piety. However, the latter could not be stated clearly, and it was fine as long as both sides knew it.
Actually, Zhang Yi's spirit boat had many external herbs, and he didn't care much about them. But since everyone in the same generation did the same, he could only follow suit and not break the rules. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to do anything. Also, it wasn't bad to take more offerings. Even if he didn't use it himself, he could use most of it to buy people's hearts.
He counted with his fingers and said, "You can go and reply. Three days later, there will be rain in the corner."
After all, he wasn't a Yuanying cultivator, so he had to make some preparations before he went to summon the rain.
The disciple carrying incense left as he was told.
Zhang Yi put away the painting and was about to go back to prepare the Rain Magic Tool when he suddenly heard a tinkling sound from above. He looked up and saw a wooden bird pecking at a copper mirror. His heart stirred and he immediately sent a surge of magic power into it. After a few breaths, the figure of a middle-aged cultivator appeared in the copper mirror. He cupped his hands and said, "Junior Martial Brother Zhang, long time no see."
Zhang Yi smiled and said, "So it's Senior Brother Yuan. Why are you in the mood to talk to me?"
He was someone who had passed the Dao examination and was an official disciple of the Qi Accumulation Palace. Many of his peers were appointed on the Main Planet, and Yuan Shan was one of them. He was close to Zhang Yi, and if there were any changes in the palace, he would immediately inform Zhang Yi.
Yuan Shan shook his head and said, "I'm not in the mood. I heard that Yuliangism invaded the Chang De Heavenly Region a few days ago. That place is very close to the Cold Light Heavenly Region. Junior Brother, you must be careful."
Zhang Yi nodded and said, "Thank you for telling me, Senior Brother Yuan. But if Yuliangism really attacked, where can I go?"
"That's true." Yuan Shan sighed, then lowered his voice and said, "Have you heard recently? It's said that in order to prevent too many disciples from dying, the Palace Lord and Kong Ying have agreed to fight in the Da Ding Heavenly Region in a hundred years." “
Zhang Yi smiled and said, "Is this information accurate? I don't want it to turn out to be false. "
Yuan Shan said, "Who knows? My position is too low, so I can only do such groundless things."
Zhang Yi and Yuan Shan chatted for a while more before the mirror light disappeared. He frowned. In fact, he had heard such news many times before, but each time it was proven to be a rumor. But this time, for some reason, he felt that there was a high chance that it was true. If that was the case, then it would be a huge matter that involved the two worlds. He thought to himself, "Looks like I need to find an opportunity to report this to the sect."
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