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Chapter 424

Words:1693Update:22/06/21 08:03:10

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For this trip to the Peacock Palace, Tumu had made the most adequate preparations.

Through many channels, he obtained bits and pieces of information about the Peacock Palace's drill. This wasn't something that was kept secret. There were many people in the Sect of Heavenly Movement who had experienced it before. As someone who had experienced it, he could easily obtain everything he wanted to know. After all, his current identity was the respected Senior Brother of the Foundation Establishment realm in the sect. He was a person with a bright future.

After several years of preparation, he had formulated a risky yet comprehensive plan for himself. He only had one chance. The next time he entered the Peacock Palace would be a hundred years later. In a hundred years, would he still be able to awaken his magical powers?

Tumu relaxed his mind and allowed his mysteriousness to be linked with the peacock woman's control. He didn't reveal a trace of his loftiness. He was waiting for the final moment.

… He wasn't the only one with hidden worries!

There were always countless obstacles in the process of cultivation. Most of them could be solved through techniques, pills, changes in cultivation methods, and the guidance of elders … But man was the spirit of all living things. Troubles were also the leader of all living things. There would always be obstacles that couldn't be solved through normal means. Among them, Lou Xiaoyi was one of them!

Lou Xiaoyi was also in trouble! And it was a big trouble!

In the past ten years of secluded meditation, he had made rapid progress on the flying sword. It was completely on the fast track. However, in these ten years, he hadn't nurtured a new sword spirit. This was also a fact.

He hadn't had a sword spirit for twenty years! In the first thirty years after he formed his Dao foundation and entered Xuanyuan, he had nurtured a total of four sword spirits: Four Seasons, Jue Cheng, Hidden Fragrance, and Wu Shen. This was a very encouraging result. However, after his cultivation slowly increased and he reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment, he couldn't help nurturing sword spirits. This was a warning sign!

As he understood more about sword spirits, it became more and more difficult. Where did the problem come from? If he couldn't solve it, wouldn't it mean that his sword spirits would become fewer and fewer? If he had the chance to reach the level of Yuanying or Perfected Monarch, what real advantage would he have over other Swordsman?

This wasn't an issue of magic power, nor was it an issue of cultivation. The only thing that could possibly be related to the Sword Spirit was his spirit!

Lou Xiaoyi immediately thought of all the strange things that had happened to his spiritual cultivation in the past twenty years. His progress of using the Stargazing Difference Method to refine his spiritual power was getting slower and slower, and it was getting more and more difficult. Not only that, he always felt that his powerful spiritual power was missing something, as if it was not pure, flexible, and truly perfect!

This feeling was terrible! This was because when a cultivator began to doubt something about themselves, there had to be a reason for it. This kind of doubt would affect a lot of things, not just the birth of a sword spirit, but also the possibility of him breaking through to the upper realm in the future!

A few years ago, he had already stopped his cultivation of the Stargazing Difference Method. The result was that he realized that the abnormality in his spiritual power was no longer worsening. This also meant that his self-created spiritual cultivation technique was flawed!

This was the only basic cultivation technique that he had created himself. This result taught him that a cultivation technique could only be passed down after a large number of cultivators, a large amount of time, and countless trial and error. The countless cultivation techniques in the Boao Tower seemed simple, but which one of them didn't condense the countless blood, sweat, and tears of their predecessors?

It was reasonable for him to have problems with his self-created cultivation technique after only a few decades of cultivation!

But where did the problem come from? He couldn't tell at the moment. His problem was that at an inappropriate stage, he had explored a field that was far beyond his own realm.

Foundation Establishment cultivators didn't advocate cultivating the spiritual power, but he did!

Foundation Establishment cultivators couldn't touch the stars in the universe, but he did!

This was the consequence!

In the countless years of the Cultivation World's existence, there was a fixed pattern for what realm to learn, what level to pay attention to, and what aspect to pay attention to. This wasn't something that came out of thin air. It was something that countless cultivators had verified through countless attempts. If you wanted to be different, you had to bear the consequences of being different.

The predicament that he had created for himself was also difficult to explain. It involved a lot of things. He felt that he had already stood out too much in Xuanyuan Sword School, so he didn't want to continue stimulating some people's sensitive nerves. The problem of the sword spirit hadn't been solved yet, and now he had to come up with the idea of cultivating the spiritual power during the Foundation Establishment period?

He still had time. If he couldn't find a solution himself, it wouldn't be too late to ask the elders in the sect.

The mystery of the Peacock Palace was a certain method that he had thought of. The so-called mystery was to solve the mystery of the problem. He wanted to try and see if he could gain something here and find out what was wrong with his spiritual power.

Cultivators like Lou Xiaoyi and Tumu who had some kind of problem in their bodies were the majority. Cultivation was a long and arduous journey. During this process, it was normal for the body as a carrier to have all kinds of problems. Every cultivator was constantly self-correcting through various methods, techniques, pills, and tools. This included the Peacock Palace, which sounded like it could cure all kinds of diseases.

The Peacock Palace's drill was for the sake of dealing with the celestial bodies that would appear in the void of the universe in the future. This was a righteous cause. It was also a way for individuals to perceive the mystery in advance and come into contact with it in advance. If they were lucky, they could always get something from it.

This was cultivation. Without this kind of initiative consciousness, if one didn't seize every opportunity around them, the long path of cultivation would definitely be gradually pulled apart by others, gradually drifting further and further away.

Ming Yan carefully bound each cultivator with dozens of mysterious connections. This was the innate magical ability of the Peacock Clan. It was a basic ability, but it wasn't easy for her to use it. After all, she was only the most basic Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Peacock Clan. Fortunately, human Foundation Establishment cultivators couldn't mobilize their own mysterious power. Otherwise, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold on to any of them!

Those who could come here were all elites. There were no weaklings!

The world said that the Peacock Clan could stop stars and worlds. This was a bit of an exaggeration. Their so-called interception of celestial bodies wasn't a real head-on collision with celestial bodies. It was another mystery. She couldn't tell the specifics. The level was too far apart. However, she was very clear about one thing. The Peacock Clan could do all this not because of their own strength, but because of this Peacock Plume.

This wasn't just the Peacock Race's Sacred Artifact. It actually had an even greater origin. Most of their so-called abilities were actually completed through the Peacock Plume, and the Peacock Race only needed to provide enough mysterious power for the Peacock Plume.

Feeling that the dozens of connections were already firm, Ming Yan began to activate her magical ability. She was very careful because as the youngest little peacock, she didn't have any similar experience. She needed to hone herself in practice.

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