Chapter 19 Duan Lang: Boss, help!
A thousand-year-old medicine is already a very precious thing.

Many cultivators in the secret realms of magical powers also have to spend time going to places with rich vital energy to collect it, and use it to refine pills to increase their own magic power, and they will never think it is too much.

but.

Jun Fengtian is different. After all, he is the son of a prince of the Great Xuan Empire. After breaking through to the secret realm of supernatural powers, his salary from the clan government has greatly increased. Not to mention a thousand-year-old elixir, even a ten-thousand-year-old elixir can be obtained by spending some money.

I agreed to the friend requests from these three group members in succession.

Jun Fengtian said that he was currently on a mission in another world and had no extra elixirs on hand, so he would trade them when he returned.

The three of them felt a little regretful.

The world of the three of them is not a low-level world. It is full of dangers and too many enemies. Most of the time travelers in the chat group are just waiting to die and are of no help to them at all, so they have not spoken in the chat group for a long time.

but.

Fortunately, this time the group owner finally acted like a human being and recruited a more useful group member, otherwise they would have almost forgotten that they had the chat group as a golden finger.

at the same time.

Jun Fengtian also remembered these three members.

Fahai, you can tell which world he is from just by hearing the name, while Fang Yuan and Sun Xiaohou are a little harder to guess, but they can easily get tens of thousands of points, so they must be extraordinary. We can get in touch more often in the future if there is a chance.

"I have both supreme talent and amazing wisdom. Now all I need is an invincible presence. Chat group, quickly exchange pills for me!"

Jun Fengtian took a deep breath.

After scraping together all the points, I finally had enough to buy two pills.

After the points were deducted from the chat group, two pills, the Third-Transformation Great Rejuvenation Pill and the Glazed Vajra Pill, immediately emerged in the void. Immortal light and Buddha light shone, presenting an extremely strange scene. Holding them in the hands, the whole body immediately had a feeling of ascending to heaven and becoming a Buddha.

He sat cross-legged.

I began to focus my mind and began to practice the Tianshi Dafa.

After cultivating the second level of the true Qi realm of the supernatural power, one needs to continuously strengthen the magic power. However, ordinary cultivators do not have a great opportunity. It will take at least twenty to thirty years of magic power accumulation to fully store the true Qi. Only then can they try to transform the true Qi into Gang Qi.

The secret realm of magical powers.

With each level of improvement, the strength will increase several times, and the quality of the strength will become higher. The same Qi of a Xuanhuang Fiery Horse can easily defeat the true Qi of three or four Xuanhuang Fiery Horses. The same strength between the first level and the tenth level of supernatural power can differ by dozens of times.

As Jun Fengtian began to refine the two pills.

Immortal light and Buddha light rose up from his body at the same time, constantly opening up various acupoints in his body and stimulating his potential. Unlike the Dragon Elephant Ancient Blood Pill which directly increased strength, the function of these two pills was mainly to enhance his talents and qualifications, increase his wisdom and understanding, and also seemed to be transforming his physique into a Taoist body and a Buddha body.

Click, click, click.

After a while.

Jun Fengtian seemed to have undergone a secondary development. The bones of his whole body began to improve towards a flawless state. His posture became more upright, and his temperament became more extraordinary. At the same time, two kinds of light emanated from his mind, one layer of fairy light, and one layer of Buddha light. These two lights began to gradually merge, and his sea of ​​consciousness expanded by more than twice.

What is this concept?
Normally speaking, for a cultivator at the second level of the true Qi realm, the power of six hundred Xuanhuang Fiery Horses is already the limit. But if the sea of ​​consciousness expands, it means that he can accommodate more magic power. At the same level, his magic power is several times that of others!
Ten full days passed.

Jun Fengtian stood up suddenly, and the immortal light and Buddha light around him were finally taken back into his body. It was obvious that he had refined all the medicinal power and finally absorbed these two elixirs that were no less powerful than the "Dragon Elephant Ancient Blood Pill".

His eyes were brighter than ever, shining like stars.

The air around him was rolling like a hurricane, and the roof was blown off.

Some members of the Tianxiahui gang who were ordered by Xiongba to guard the door were caught off guard and were blown up by the airflow, almost falling to death.

"My invincible form has finally been achieved."

Jun Fengtian was excited.

Originally, he only had 800 Xuanhuang Fiery Horse Power. After taking these two pills, his sea of ​​consciousness expanded greatly and his magic power doubled, reaching 1,600 Xuanhuang Fiery Horse Power.

however.

He still hasn't reached the peak of the Qi realm.

One thousand six hundred Xuanhuang Fiery Horse Powers are not Jun Fengtian's limit. After refining enough vital energy, his magic power may be two thousand, or two thousand five hundred, or even three thousand.

You have to know that the magic power of a master who has reached the third level of Gangqi realm is only one thousand to three thousand, but Jun Fengtian has reached such a terrifying level before he has even broken through.

This is more than just being invincible in the same realm.

But it can defeat the enemy across borders!

With such talent, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him invincible.

“But I’m poor again.”

Jun Feng sighed. Not only were all the points in the chat group used up, but he also sold almost all of the resources he brought to the Fengyun World to his group members, leaving him a complete pauper.

but.

It doesn't matter.

Improving strength is the most important thing. When I leave the Fengyun world, I will be in time to participate in the Daxuan Royal Competition. With my current strength, I should be able to be among the top and get all the treasures, magical powers, and elixirs.

The Great Xuan Empire.

For the talented royal disciples, no effort is spared in cultivating them.

I have been in seclusion these days.

Jun Fengtian asked a few gang members of the Tianxiahui for some information and found that it was just as he expected. The evolved White-haired Xiongba was able to sweep all the way. Even when the Sword Saint used the incredible Sword Twenty-Three, he still died at the hands of the White-haired Xiongba.

no way.

Even if Sword Twenty-Three was as powerful as he could be, the Sword Saint was too old. Even if he squeezed out all the strength of his body and achieved the state of refining qi and transforming into a spirit, he was still unable to crush the White-haired Tyrant who had the destiny in his hands. Thus, Wushuang City became history.

now.

Tianxiahui has sent out all its elite troops, all heading towards Luoyang. After killing the Sword Saint, Xiongba seems to have made a new breakthrough in his martial arts. His awe of the court has disappeared without a trace. He tries to make a concerted effort to force the emperor to abdicate and become the ruler of China.

After all, it is a world of high martial arts.

The imperial army is basically just a decoration. Even some top masters who have refined their essence into qi can defeat an army of thousands, not to mention the white-haired hero who has already refined his qi into a god.

Just when everything was going well, Jun Fengtian's friend list suddenly kept ringing with messages. Upon closer inspection, they were actually messages from Duan Lang.

Duan Lang: Boss, help!
(End of this chapter)