Thirty-three Subclasses!
Chapter 1367: Cultivation
"Ethereal Void Blade! Fifty crystals of dragon slayings! "
"Exchange!"
"Nine Flames Great Net Palm! One hundred crystals of dragon slayings! "
"Exchange!"
"Ninety thousand kilometers in an instant! Five hundred crystals of dragon slayings! "
"Exchange!"
"Exchange!"
"Exchange!"
Due to the limitations of his authority, Ning Qi could only choose the strongest cultivation method. In the land of the immortals, they could only be considered low-grade, but to Ning Qi, it was enough. As long as he fused the thirty something cultivation methods with the Imprisonment Dragon Elephant Art, his combat prowess would at least double.
It seemed simple, but was in fact extremely difficult.
In the beginning, he could only fuse one cultivation method in a dozen years. Later, it would take him at least thirty to forty years. It was like the Dragon-Elephant Suppression Art gradually becoming saturated. If he wanted to "eat" more, he would have to expend a great deal of effort.
Ning Qi had originally only bought a year's worth of top-grade training grounds, but three hundred years was clearly not enough. Ning Qi then used the remaining three thousand crystals of dragon slayings to exchange for top-grade training grounds. That was three thousand years!
One thousand years …
From start to finish, Ning Qi had spent a whole thousand years. Finally, he used the Dragon-Elephant Suppression Art as the foundation and fused several dozen cultivation methods of the immortals.
As a result, the might of the Dragon-Elephant Suppression Art increased by several notches.
This process was not simple. Ning Qi encountered the danger of losing his cultivation several times. In the first 300 years, the Confining Dragon-Elephant Art almost collapsed because it couldn't withstand the fusion of those cultivation methods. If it was another cultivator, not to mention the fusion of 33 cultivation methods, even just one would have caused his body to explode and he would have died.
After that, every three or four hundred years, the same thing would happen, and Ning Qi would suppress it.
After all, each cultivation method had a different path. To circulate them in the meridians without interfering with each other was an overload.
Not only did it require great control, but it also required an extremely powerful body. Ning Qi relied on the Primordial Immortal Emperor Dharma Form to avoid the danger of losing his cultivation several times.
Two hundred years ago, the thirty-three cultivation methods had already been fused together, and Ning Qi had spent another two hundred years to eliminate all the hidden dangers. After hundreds of attempts, he finally confirmed that the Confinement Dragon-Elephant Art was as stable as before. Only then did he slowly stop.
"Now that the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms has become a secondary part of the Confinement Dragon-Elephant Art, I can improve all the major arts as long as I cultivate the Confinement Dragon-Elephant Art in the future. It took me a thousand years, but it saved me thousands or even tens of thousands of years in the future …"
Ning Qi casually thrust out his palm, and suddenly, five silver dragons surged out from his palm, smashing a mountain in the distance into dust. The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms had become the same level as the Imprisonment Dragon-Elephant Art. There were two fewer dragons, but the power did not decrease!
Eternal Void Spirit Phantom Blade!
Palm of the Nine Flames!
Ninety thousand li in an instant!
Various Celestial Race cultivation methods were executed by Ning Qi, alternating between them with ease.
After experimenting for a while, Ning Qi continued to cultivate the Nine Hell Tempering Art with satisfaction.
After three hundred years, Ning Qi had used up all the refining materials in his Dimensional Bag and reached the first level of the Nine Hell Tempering Art.
"Whether it's the law pattern forging or the refining method, it's indeed not ordinary …"
Ning Qi did not dare to underestimate the first level of the Nine Hell Tempering Art. He felt that as long as he had the materials to refine a Spiritual Weapon, he was confident that he could refine a Spiritual Weapon of a higher level than a Dharma Artifact.
Ning Qi used the remaining nearly two thousand years to cultivate the Confinement Dragon-Elephant Art.
After entering a meditative state, he was like a lifeless boulder, motionless on the spot.
Time passed.
On a certain day.
Ning Qi slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath, as if he had exhaled the foul air that had accumulated for more than two thousand years.
"Ding! Congratulations, Host, for advancing to the Sixth Heaven of the Confinement Dragon-Elephant Art! "
The system's notification sounded immediately.
"No wonder I want to live forever. Just breaking through to the First Heaven took me more than two thousand years."
Ning Qi laughed self-deprecatingly and glanced at his own attributes.
Host: Ning Qi
Level: Middle-stage Transcendence Realm
Cultivation Method: Sixth Heaven of the Confinement Dragon-Elephant Art
Health Points: 3 billion
Bloodline: High-level World Devastator Immortal Bloodline
Dragon Slaying Crystal: 5
A lot of things were missing on the attributes panel. The original cultivation method was gone, and only the Confinement Dragon-Elephant Art was left. His Health Points had also increased greatly.
"I have 3 billion Health Points at the Sixth Heaven. If the Confinement Dragon-Elephant Art breaks through to the Seventh Heaven, won't I have 30 billion Health Points? I wonder if I can reach the Thirteenth Heaven and become immortal? "
Ning Qi was looking forward to it.
…
Wang Family's Ancestral City.
A middle-aged man brought a man and a woman through the air. The cultivators on the ground saw this and were secretly surprised. Who dared to fly through the air in the Wang Family's Ancestral City?
The three of them landed at the entrance of the Wang Family. Their eyes were immediately attracted by the incomparably huge pillar at the entrance. The human head on it was still vivid even after more than ten years.
"Who are you?"
Not far from the pillar, a cultivator sat cross-legged. When he saw the three figures, he immediately stood up and asked.
Wang Neng wasn't in a good mood, so his tone was a bit harsh. Plus, this was the Wang Family's Ancestral City. Who would dare to attack the Wang Family's disciples here?
More than ten years ago, Ning Qi casually told him to look after the skull tower. At first, Wang Neng was very happy and many disciples of the Wang Family came to fawn over him. However, as time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it had been several years. Wang Neng gradually felt a bit impatient.
What made him helpless was that without Ning Qi's permission, he didn't dare to leave this place. Therefore, Wang Neng was waiting. As long as he saw Ning Qi again, he would muster up his courage and beg.
"There are no heads of Junior Sister Wang Lan and Junior Brother Sikong."
The middle-aged man didn't speak, but the young cultivator next to him spoke first.
Junior Sister Wang Lan and Junior Brother Sikong?
Wang Neng was startled. His face revealed a trace of fear and he suddenly turned around and ran inside.
The middle-aged man gently grabbed and Wang Neng's body involuntarily fell back. He was suppressed by a powerful force and knelt before the three. The nearby cultivators gasped. Someone came to the Wang Family for revenge?
"Are they crazy? Not to mention the Xuanzhen Great Sage, can they even afford to offend the Bei Xuan Great Sage? "
"Yeah, one sect and two sages. How dare they come here and cause trouble?"
The nearby cultivators were gloating and there was a trace of anger. Since they were cultivating in the Wang Family's Ancestral City, they naturally had a sense of belonging. Attacking the Wang Family was the same as attacking them!
"You are a disciple of the Wang Family?"
The middle-aged man acted as if he didn't hear the discussion around him and looked at Wang Neng indifferently.
"I …"
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