C33 (2/2)

The bones throughout his body trembled, and an unending stream of power surged out. He broke through.

”The strength of one ding!”

”1000 jins per cauldron!”

”2000 jins per cauldron!”

”3000 jins per cauldron!”

”…”

”9000 jins per cauldron!”

Stepping into the realm of Qi Drawing, his strength had increased twofold!

The crimson skin on Xu Zongyi's body began to split open, revealing his fair skin. The spirit energy of heaven and earth fused into his flesh and bones, making it extremely smooth.

He had just stepped into the Bone Ablutionary Realm.

In the final stage, it was vital that one's qi flowed through one's entire body, allowing it to circulate through one's internal organs.

In the first four realms, the skin was the skin, the flesh was the flesh, the blood was the blood, and the bone was the bone.

The Qi passed through his body, not only connecting his flesh, blood, and bones, but also connecting his internal organs. It formed a cycle of Qi within his body, constantly training every corner of his body.

Once a person reached the level of having a qi flow through their entire body, they could live for over a hundred years without weakening.

When Xu Changping saw that Xu Zongyi actually had such power, he sighed in his heart: ”When I reached the peak of the Qi Drawing Realm, my strength seemed to have reached the maximum of eight thousand Jin, which is already the limit. When he just entered the Qi Drawing Realm, he was actually close to two ding of strength.

The ancient recipe was given to him by Prime Minister Xu.

Xu Changping could be considered as having rewarded Xu Zongyi for winning the Heartbreak Valley trial.

The materials in the ancient recipe were not precious. They were collected from the internal organs of the various poisonous insects and dried corpses, as well as powders ground out from the herbs and bones of the wild beasts.

Only Xu Zongyi's physique was able to withstand the tyrannical poison and nourish his body.

”Thank you, Senior Brother.” Xu Zongyi felt gratitude in his heart.

”No need to thank me. Cultivate well. If you have any questions, you can ask me anytime.” Xu Changping waved his hand and turned to leave, only leaving behind a single sentence, ”It's time to choose a spell for yourself.”

Xu Zongyi put on his clothes and hid his aura while standing to the side, sticking out his tongue. His eyes shined brightly; it was obvious that he had obtained quite a few benefits in the past few days, ”You should stay here obediently. I'm going to the Scripture Hall to work.”

”Woof!” Little Charmer nodded again and again and slowly walked towards the bamboo house.

He still needed some time to grow the grass that he had just watered. He wasn't worried about any accidents, everything was under his control.

It was just as Xu Changping had said: he should pick a technique to cultivate.

Within the Scripture Hall, there were the Sky, Earth, Profound, Yellow, and the eight regions of the universe.

They represented various levels of scriptures and techniques.

However, in these eight regions, there were people who had come from the Primordial Era, the Primordial Era, the Ancient Sky, the Ancient Earth, and the Ancient Mankind.

During the Primordial Era, there were very few documents that could be left in this world when it was first established.

Many of them were fragmented and very difficult to collect. The patterns that were carved on them were similarly not something that everyone could understand.

All these years, even though his circumstances were difficult, Xu Zongyi had never given up on reading. His perception was extremely high.

Currently, he still had a strange seed in his possession, and it was already shriveled up. He did not know that it originated from that era.

However, as long as he held it in his hand, he would be able to have extraordinary attainments in the comprehension of scriptures.

In the wasteland, the arts allowed people to read a small portion of the scriptures, because their levels weren't too high.

Many people paid no attention to the scriptures and techniques in the wasteland region. They simply did not have the slightest interest in them, let alone bring them back to study.

Xu Zongyi currently did not have many storage points.

If he wanted to take away the scriptures and magic in the wasteland, he would only need to consume a little bit of food every day.

Hong class, daily required 2 points of consumption.

Eternal level, daily required 4 points.

Universe level, it required 8 points per day.

Yellow Rank directly jumped to 40 points. In other words, if he wanted to take away a scripture technique, he would have to spend at least 1200 points in one month of meditation.

Black Level required 120 points everyday, 360 points for Earth Level and 720 for Heaven Level. How many people could withstand such consumption?

Therefore, to Xu Zongyi, it was not impossible to find good scriptures during the primordial era if he could wade through the waves and wade through the sands.

However, he had spent a full seven days in the Scripture Hall, and had yet to find a suitable technique for himself in the wasteland region.

”Do we really have to search in other areas?” Each realm required a different set of skills. The grain storage points were not so easily obtainable. He needed to ensure that he could cultivate them during the borrowing period.

During this period of time, he had seen too many people who were ambitious and had chosen techniques of a higher level. However, the more they practiced, the more he had borrowed from them, and the more they consumed food because the higher the level of the techniques, the higher the requirements were for their own physique, cultivation level, and the scriptures they cultivated.

”Sigh!” ”A skill suited for me, where is it?” Xu Zongyi held the ancient seed in his hand and walked between the bookshelves, feeling a little tired.