For the next few days, Zuo Zhicheng spent most of his time on the ship. Other than cultivating Nightsea, understanding the Zombie Vein, and testing his martial arts, he studied the Cold Light Wave Sword that he had just obtained.
In Nightsea, Zuo Zhicheng discovered that the growth of his Life Cluster seemed to have accelerated. In about a month or two, he would reach the Leakless Realm.
Although he suspected that the silver substance had something to do with the Zombie Vein this time, Zuo Zhicheng lacked the necessary equipment for research, so he could only guess.
As for the Zombie Vein, it was obvious that after the transformation, he had mutated into a ghoul. However, he did not know if it was because of the uniqueness of the white ghoul transformed by Yi Le, the blood pool, or his own special Nightsea.
Although the transformation of the Zombie Vein had been completed, the effect was different from that of a ghoul. His spirit had reached the Humanoid stage. Although his emotions had become weak, he did not have the desire to eat people like Kuilin and the others. Moreover, his regeneration ability was almost non-existent. It could only be said that his self-healing ability was stronger than before.
Actually, it made sense. His body was much stronger than before. The nutrients and energy needed to form a body naturally increased. It was not surprising that he had lost his rapid regeneration ability.
Other than that, there were also improvements in his strength and speed. However, after his body had reached the orange level, he realized that it was difficult for him to make any progress after practicing martial arts. Actually, thinking about it, the human body was made of those materials. No matter how much it was strengthened, there would definitely be a limit. Zuo Zhicheng's current physical fitness was already a little superhuman compared to his previous life.
If the orange level of 100% was the highest that this body could reach, he could understand.
However, even so, his martial arts training still had to continue. On one hand, if he continued to train his body, it would naturally regress and degenerate. On the other hand, on the path of martial arts, besides the physical body, there was also the path of spirit training and the power of the mind. Zuo Zhicheng was far from reaching his limit.
As for the Void Stage, which was above spirit training, he did not know and was not in a hurry. After all, if he wanted to break through to the Dharma stage, it would take a lot of time.
As a result, Zuo Zhicheng had spent most of his time practicing martial arts. But now, he spent most of his time meditating. Every day, he would only practice his punches and kicks a little to prevent his body from degenerating.
Besides strengthening his martial arts, Zuo Zhicheng also studied the Cold Light Wave Sword. At first glance, he realized that this sword technique was extensive and profound. It pointed directly to the Dharma Dao. Furthermore, it was extremely compatible with the Qi Nurturing Grand Art that he was currently cultivating, as well as the murderous intent and mental strength within it.
He planned to carefully analyze the profound meaning of it on his way.
After the adventure, the world Realm, the world Sea realm, the World, the world, and the Zhicheng, the world, the world was unfathomable. It Was, it was more than ever before.
In addition to spending almost all of his time on cultivation and self-examination during the day, Zuo Zhicheng and Li Xunyi communicated in various aspects during the night.
As for Liu Manwen, every time she wanted to join in, she was mercilessly rejected by Zuo Zhicheng. Originally, Li Xunyi wanted to bring his junior apprentice brother Jin Xunshou along. However, his junior apprentice brother's flying sword had been broken by Kui Lin, and his ten years of cultivation had been destroyed in an instant. He was in a daze and refused to do anything.
This was what a swordsman meant when the sword existed and when the sword died, the person died. A swordsman's entire life of cultivation was based on the flying sword. It could be said that the flying sword was their organ, their External Elixir. Every step of their cultivation and every strengthening was closely related to the flying sword.
Jin Xunshou's flying sword had been broken and he could not even retrieve it. It seemed that his path of cultivation had been cut off.
Looking at his haggard appearance, Li Xunyi could only leave him alone.
While Zuo Zhicheng and Li Xunyi were exchanging Daoist techniques and martial arts with each other, Zuo Zhicheng's techniques came from the Southern Sacred Gate of the orthodox Daoism, and he also had the memories of modern science from his previous life. It could be said that while Li Xunyi didn't learn any new Daoist techniques from his exchange with Zuo Zhicheng, Li Xunyi could feel that he had benefited greatly.
Li Xunyi himself came from the Qingwei Sword Sect, one of the three major sword sects in the world. He knew a thing or two about the Dao techniques, martial arts, history, culture, and secrets of each sect. It could be said that through the exchange, Zuo Zhicheng gained a better understanding of the world's background.
Both of them benefited from the exchange. Li Xunyi found Zuo Zhicheng pleasing to the eye. Therefore, on the third night, he asked casually, "Zuo, have you heard of the legend of Amaliken and the Golden Spring?"
"I know about Amaliken. What's the Golden Spring?"
Li Xunyi smiled, but his eyes were full of seriousness, "Since you know about Amaliken, then you must know that the entire New World was ruled by this mysterious country in the past. Then do you know why there are Dao techniques in the Central Plains and magic in the West, but in the New World, other than some inherited martial arts, they did not possess any supernatural powers? "
"Because they were destroyed."
"According to the records in our sect, Amaliken definitely existed in the past. They ruled the entire New World, but at the last moment, they collected and destroyed almost all the information related to Dao techniques. Because of this, they collapsed. This allowed us to defeat the natives on the main road and easily occupy this place. "
"According to the records obtained by the various major forces in the New World, before Amaliken collapsed, they collected those things to create three divine artifacts. One of them was called the Golden Spring."
"Golden Spring? Don't tell me it's something that can make gold? "Zuo Zhicheng asked curiously.
"Of course not. Gold represents wealth and eternity in Amaliken. According to the latest research, this Golden Spring probably contains King Amaliken's pursuit of eternal life."
Hearing this, Zuo Zhicheng's lips curled up slightly, "Interesting."
"The more interesting part is yet to come. Let's see if you're interested." Li Xunyi stared at Zuo Zhicheng and said, "We're friends who have gone through life and death together. That's why I trust you."
"Do you have specific information? I have to return to the New World first. "
"No problem." Li Xunyi flashed a bright smile, "I'll go with you."
…
On the second night after Zuo Zhicheng left the New World City, an expert who could make the entire upper echelon of the New World uneasy led his five disciples and barged into the bedroom of the Hai Long Gang's leader, Long Feiyang.
Long Feiyang's lips trembled as he knelt on the ground. In front of him was a bald old man in red robes.
"Dharma … Dharma … King, I … was … forced."
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