3492: C3492 Pure Qi

C3492 Pure Qi

Dantian rupture. It means losing everything.

People who practiced martial arts would sink the Dantian and condense their strength in the Dantian, crippling a person as long as the Dantian was broken. Although the Martial Cultivator realm was higher and there were many cultivation methods, Yang Ping walked the traditional path. The Dantian was the most important. The moment his dantians shattered, Yang Ping felt the sky collapse and the earth cave in, and he fell into despair.

When he cultivated until his dantians were broken, he could be considered the number one person since ancient times.

Yang Ping was lying on the ground, his consciousness blurry.

Du Wangzuo landed in front of him and examined his wound, frowning. Zhu Xue ran over and said anxiously, "Master, will he be okay?"

"It's too much."

Du Wangzuo sighed and walked outside. She said, "If he wants to be fast, he will not be able to achieve it. He wants to improve as soon as possible but he is suffering from Qi deviation and his life is hurt. It is difficult to save him. Get ready to find another successor. "

Zhu Xue's expression changed. She called out, "Master, Yang Ping is at least a good person. He is also a successor. How can he give up?"

Du Wangzuo coldly looked at Zhu Xue and asked, "Are you doubting your decision?"

Zhu Xue lowered her head and did not dare to speak.

Du Wangzuo frowned and said impatiently, "He is not the only Experimental Body. There are several people whose strength is not weaker than Yang Ping. It is just that they rarely hide. If it was not for Yangping coincidentally coming to the Heavenly Tomb, I would not have bothered to let him ascend the Tower of Pure Origin. If he can succeed, there is still hope for the inheritance. If he can't even conquer the Tower of Pure Origin, he will die in the future even if he goes out. It's better to die early and reincarnate early. "

Zhu Xue heard her master's words and her heart was filled with sorrow.

A good young man died in the Heavenly Tomb just like that? But she could not do anything because even her master could not save him. It was equivalent to a death sentence. Her master was a fierce person who could snatch people from the hands of death.

With sadness in her eyes, Zhu Xue carried Yang Ping and walked towards Bamboo House.

Du Wangzuo sighed. You said faintly, "It's not just you who don't have much time. There isn't much time in the world either. How can I have time to waste on others?"

Heartless, but there was nothing I could do.

At Du Wangzuo's realm, she could see through life and death.

Bamboo House.

Yang Ping was lying on the bed. His life force was slowly disappearing. He was almost dead. Zhu Xue could clearly feel the death god lurking in the dark, preparing to take away Yang Ping's soul at all times. However, due to the scariness of the Heavenly Tomb, it could only let Yang Ping die naturally. The moment he died, it was time to strike.

What was strange was that although Yang Ping was about to die, he was still holding his breath.

Zhu Xue was surprised and told Du Wangzuo about the matter. After Du Wangzuo heard it, she hurriedly came over to check. She left a sentence and said, "He may still be alive, but he will become a cripple when he wakes up."

Zhu Xue's expression was dull as she muttered, "A cripple?"

Yang Ping did not know that he was sentenced to death by Du Wangzuo. His consciousness was in a blurry state and kept rising. He passed through the darkness and came to a golden world. This world was too big and was stronger than any world he had seen. Even the Heavenly King in the Cage of Darkness might not be able to compare to the world in front of him.

The golden world was filled with a mysterious energy. It could nourish the soul and strengthen the soul.

Slowly.

Yang Ping's soul kept getting stronger. It turned from a black shadow to a crystal clear one. Finally, it became one with the golden world. With a thought, it spread across the entire golden world. Countless golden energy poured into it and transformed his body.

He didn't know that he had come to the most mysterious dimensional world in the universe. It was also the most advanced world, the Hunyuan World.

No one in the universe had proved the existence of the Hunyuan World. Even Heavenly King Stage warriors had only heard rumors about it, but Yang Ping had come to the Hunyuan World after his death. He could absorb the power of the Hunyuan World and use it for himself.

He was purifying it.

However, no one could sense it.

Zhu Xue stood by the side and sighed helplessly. She could not tell that Yang Ping's body was purifying.

The night passed.

In the garden, butterflies danced. They were full of vitality. Du Wangzuo had come here in a hurry once to confirm that Yang Ping was a cripple. Then, he left the Heavenly Tomb and continued searching for the suspicious descendant of the Wujia Ridge. As for Yang Ping, Du Wangzuo did not have any hope, but she would not let him die either. She ordered Zhu Xue to use the best medicine to restore Yang Ping's strength. At least he could resist the dark corrosion of the Heavenly Tomb. He might still be a saint after leaving the tomb. However, he was no longer heaven defying. In the future, he would live the life of an ordinary person.

There was no sunlight in the Heavenly Tomb.

However, the garden continued to grow.

There was also dew that nourished the beautiful flowers.

Yang Ping opened his eyes and felt that the outside of the window was clearly glaring. He got up and Zhu Xue rushed in. She asked concernedly, "Yang Ping, how do you feel now?"

"Very good."

After a night of sleep, his soul was extracted from the source world and reached a saturated state. Yang Ping had become unprecedentedly powerful. Of course, he could not feel it at all. After his dantian was broken, the hidden dark source energy was transferred to his meridians.

"Actually, it's good to be an ordinary person." Zhu Xue forced a smile. She felt that Yang Ping's indifference was faked, so she asked, "What do you plan to do next?"

"Save Zhu Xi."

Yang Ping said in a deep voice.

Zhu Xue hesitated.

Yang Ping walked outside and said, "Madame Zhu, thank you for taking care of me, but I have more important things to do. I cannot let Zhu Xi continue to sink into pain and despair. No matter what price I have to pay, I will save her."

Zhu Xue smiled bitterly and helplessly said, "But do you know where Zhu Xi is?"

"I know."

Yang Ping was very sure.

Zhu Xue was shocked this time. Yang Ping did not look like he was lying. Maybe he was trying to comfort himself. "How about I help you ask Master when he comes home? "Are you going to look for him now?"

"Goodbye."

Yang Ping left with big strides.

Zhu Xue opened her mouth to stop him, but she could not see him. She was shocked. In just an instant, Yang Ping could actually disappear in front of her. Was this still a Martial Cultivator with a broken dantian?

Yang Ping left Du Wangzuo's domain and followed the call from the source world. He closed his eyes and walked towards the direction of the call.

Step by step.

He left behind traces of the Dao.

Yang Ping finally found an altar. This altar was much larger than the previous few floors. Chaotic light circulated around it, and it was several levels higher. He stood on the altar, clenched his fist, and said softly, "Zhu Xi, wait for me."

Sou!

Light flashed.

A huge gap appeared between the yellow sand and the grassland. Green liquid flowed out of the gap. Yang Ping appeared beside the gap. Looking at the drops of green liquid, he said, "Reincarnation Lake." It was here that he fought with Yun Feng, found the oasis and the castle, and then entered a strange space. It was probably a trap set by Quadrangular Throne on the fourth floor.

After passing through the desert, Yang Ping finally arrived at the original location of the castle, but it had already disappeared.

Haha!

"I finally found you. Yang Ping, kneel down and accept your death!"2

An arrogant voice came from the void, followed by a strong Qi that filled the fourth floor. It was a little familiar. Yang Ping ignored it and silently calculated the coordinates. That Qi flew towards Yang Ping crazily, carrying a strong killing intent.

The content came from [Micoo Reading].

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