The days that followed.
Bai Cang's life was like a wound-up toy, the pace suddenly accelerating.
Especially after Sun Hongbo requested an audience with the abbot, he became increasingly impatient.
Not only did he have a gloomy expression every day, but he also began to cram all kinds of martial arts experience and poisoning techniques into Bai Cang in a cramming manner. He even dragged his injuries to spar with Bai Cang to increase his combat ability.
Bai Cang didn't know what had happened; Sun Hongbo didn't say, and he didn't ask.
However, he knew that a crisis was approaching and that he had to acquire enough power to protect himself as quickly as possible.
His cultivation progress had reached its maximum. In just a few days, he opened another extraordinary meridian and officially advanced to the "first-class mid-stage master".
But that wasn't enough; he eagerly absorbed all the nourishment from Sun Hongbo.
Especially under Sun Hongbo's guidance, his progress in how to poison, use poison, and make poison, as well as various insidious and ruthless techniques, was rapid.
The equipment they wear has also been further "upgraded".
On this day, Bai Cang stood in the martial arts training ground of the small courtyard.
He held the Vajra in his hand, his long breaths sounding like a celestial serpent swallowing the moon, or a golden toad gnawing at a lock.
His body was relaxed, his mind at ease, yet there was an explosive power gathering within his muscles and bones, ready to be unleashed.
"boom!"
Suddenly, Bai Cang stomped his foot, his strength rising from the ground. His knees and hips twisted, his waist and stance became one, and then his muscles flowed from his shoulders to his arms. The Ruyi Vajra Pestle shattered the air and suddenly exploded in front of him.
The sound was like muffled thunder, the pestle like a raging wind, and the sky was filled with golden stars, like golden snakes dancing wildly.
Once the force is unleashed, it is like a barrage of arrows.
Bai Cang moved with the pestle, and the pestle moved with his mind. The entire training ground was filled with the explosive sound of the pestle's shadow piercing the air.
In just a few breaths, he had already traversed the Great Vajra Pestle once, displaying 108 variations with effortless grace.
Finally, the forces combined, creating wave after wave that exploded like thunder!
One strike, eighteen echoes—the pinnacle of mastery!
"Boom!"
Thunder rumbled, and rain poured down like a curtain!
Bai Cang was suddenly inspired and closed his eyes, feeling the erosion of the raging wind and rain.
It was as if countless opponents and enemies were launching fierce and ruthless attacks on him from all directions.
Like mercury spilling onto the ground, it truly seeps into every nook and cranny!
"boom!"
In a single instant.
Bai Cang suddenly opened his eyes, and the Ruyi Vajra Pestle burst forth from the sky.
The golden shadow of the pestle pierced through the rain curtain, coiling around him like a serpent, weaving layers of golden screens, as if to block out all the wind and rain.
The wind cannot blow in, the water cannot splash in, the wind and thunder roar, and the waves surge like the tide.
Bai Cang had already pushed the progress of the Great Vajra Pestle to the level of "divine enlightenment".
"boom!"
The next instant, the shadows of the many pestles merged into one.
Bai Cang's body was like a dragon or snake, his muscles trembling, as if a coiled dragon were crouching.
He wielded the Ruyi Vajra with such skill that it was impossible to get through.
The sound of air exploding was like a dense, continuous, rapid, and muffled drumbeat.
but……
"Not enough! Far from enough!"
"A Vajra of this size is simply no match for the erosion of a violent storm!"
Bai Cang could clearly feel the wind and rain eroding from all directions, constantly penetrating his "defense line".
What appears to be an impenetrable curtain of shadows is actually leaky in every way, like a sieve.
The icy rain lashed against his head, face, and body, while the biting wind was relentless and impossible to defend against.
He might be able to block the raindrops, but he could never stop the invisible cold wind.
"If that's not enough, then let's continue!"
Despite his defeat, Bai Cang's eyes grew brighter. "If one pestle in my hand is not enough, then I will use every muscle and hair in my body, every limb, and even every inch of my bones as a Vajra pestle, as a weapon to kill the enemy and win."
"Killing someone only requires a pestle, but are weapons really such inconvenient things?"
"To be truly masterful is to not be bound by form, but to capture the spirit while forgetting the form!"
Amidst the raging storm, Bai Cang's eyes shone brightly like lamps, and the Vajra in his palm seemed like an extension of his arm, constantly wielding it.
But it's more than just the wish-fulfilling vajra.
He moved with the grace of a dragon or snake, leaping and shifting, using his feet, knees, hips, shoulders, arms, and elbows in unison, making the most of every part of his body.
His spirit was more active than ever before, and his inner energy was more restless than ever.
Spirit precedes intention, intention precedes qi, and qi precedes the body.
The techniques of "Great Vajra Pestle" seem to have become ingrained in his body's instincts.
Without any need for reaction or thought, it can spontaneously respond, block the "enemy's" attack, and make the most appropriate counterattack.
Most importantly, amidst the erosion of this storm, he learned the most crucial lesson in practical combat: making choices.
If we can keep the enemy out, then we will stop them; if we cannot stop them, we will choose the lesser of two evils.
These split-second decisions can often determine life or death.
But at this moment, Bai Cang didn't need to think or hesitate at all; his intuition would make the perfect choice for him.
Before the autumn wind blows, the cicadas sense it; unseen forces plot against you are unknown to even the ghosts.
Before anyone knew it, Bai Cang had closed his eyes.
After abandoning his five senses, his mind became increasingly sharp.
It's as if he has gained supernatural insight; within a radius of a hundred feet, no anomaly can escape his telepathic perception, allowing him to make the most appropriate and perfect response.
Anyone who harbors malice towards him will trigger a sudden impulse in his heart.
At that very moment, the Great Dao's Mantra suddenly resounded in his heart.
【The Great Vajra: Exquisite Skill】
"After more than two months of traversing the Path of Innate Realm, I have finally opened up the path to the Innate Realm. It feels great!"
Bai Cang was overjoyed and couldn't help but roar to the sky.
The "Great Vajra Pestle" has reached the "Transcendent" realm, representing the bottleneck between the first-class and the innate realms, which no longer exists for Bai Cang.
Even without any special advantages, as long as he follows the steps, he can advance to the level of a Xiantian expert in a short time.
Most importantly, this was the first time since he transmigrated that he had upgraded his skills entirely through his own efforts without relying on any cheat codes!
This was of great significance to Bai Cang!
"Let the storm rage on!"
Bai Cang's heart surged with emotion as he mentally listed his enemies: Chen Xunzhao, Han Tao, the Five Witches Master...
One day, he will beat them all to death!
For Bai Cang, the advancement of the "Great Vajra Pestle" was not just a skill upgrade, but also a transformation of his state of mind.
He already possesses the mindset of a "strong person," and his pursuit of the Way is as firm as iron and as precious as gold.
No matter how many difficulties and obstacles we encounter in the future!
He believed that with his "astounding wisdom" and the slightest help from his "golden touch," he could carve out a bright future for himself.
Those who obstruct my path may be killed!
Anyone who blocks my path shall be killed!
Those who disturb my peace of mind shall be torn to pieces!
"who?!"
Just then, Bai Cang suddenly roared and the Ruyi Vajra Pestle shattered through the air and smashed out.
He was like a Vajra dragon, piercing through the heavy rain and charging towards a certain direction outside the courtyard!
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