When he arrived at room number two, he found that he did not have enough soul power.
Every time he opens the door, he needs to sense the Buddha Heart Demon Seal. This action consumes a lot of soul power.
Ning Zhuo simply returned to the first level and finally got the magic power.
"The name change was successful, but my soul power is almost exhausted. Why not do some more experiments in Room 1 this time?"
He chose a corner, put all his things into the small flying box, and finally crawled in and closed the lid.
He sensed the mark of the disciple undergoing trial, and the next moment, his soul successfully returned to his body.
"Safe return! Very good." Ning Zhuo clenched his fists, feeling genuinely excited.
Before, he had to consume almost all of his soul power to passively enter and exit. Every time he came back, he had to heal and recuperate. It was okay to feel bad, but the key point was that it delayed things.
Now that he can return on his own initiative, this ensures that his condition will not fall to the lowest point.
"My soul power has dropped to three points, but I can still move freely."
Ning Zhuo first took a few pills, then dressed up as a little boy again and left through the teleportation array.
A moment later, he opened the door of the underground cell and saw Han Ming.
When Han Ming heard the noise, he looked up suddenly, and after seeing the little boy, he cursed him madly, venting the boundless anger and hatred in his heart.
Ning Zhuo saw many tear marks on her face and couldn't help but sigh and listened quietly for a while.
Han Ming cursed so hard that he was out of breath and his face turned pale.
Taking advantage of this gap, Ning Zhuo controlled a dozen small mechanical dolls, brought water and food, climbed onto Han Ming's body, and prepared to feed her mouthful by mouthful.
Han Ming closed his lips tightly and refused to eat even if he died.
Although she didn't have the energy to curse, her eyes were fixed on Ning Zhuo as if she was breathing fire.
Ning Zhuo sighed softly: "You can't do this. If you don't eat or drink, you will die."
Han Ming immediately revealed a sarcastic, crazy laugh: "Death? Hahaha!"
"It's better to die than to have my cultivation taken away by you!"
"Little boy, are you a man? If so, let me go and let me fight you for three hundred rounds!"
"If I lose, you can slaughter me and make me your slave without hesitation. Even if you have to give me my soul essence, I will accept it."
"Do you dare?!"
Ning Zhuo shook his head: "Why bother with this?"
As he said that, he took out a set of machine needles.
Han Ming's pupils suddenly shrank.
A moment later, her miserable, shrill cry was heard again in the cell.
This time, Han Ming suffered more pain than the first time because Ning Zhuo not only extracted the essence of her soul, but also manipulated her to eat and drink a lot of food.
Han Ming couldn't hold on any longer and fainted again.
Ning Zhuo ordered the mechanical puppets to pull out the sticks one by one to treat her wounds, carefully applying medicine to each wound.
Ning Zhuo's soul strength surged again, reaching an upper limit of about six times the initial level.
Because of the previous loss of soul power, he currently only has three times the soul power reserves.
But this was enough for him to explore the Lava Fairy Palace again.
He returned to his residence and activated the "Trial Disciple" mark, only to find that he could not enter.
"Is there really a time limit?" Ning Zhuo had expected this and was calm.
Immediately, he decided to conduct the test every cup of tea and try to measure the accurate interval time.
He was not idle during this period.
He began to practice magic.
This time when he explored the Asgard, he gained the most ever, and directly obtained three spells.
It's time to practice the art of breathing, holding fire and grafting wood.
City Lord's Mansion.
The magic circle was running in the training room, and the spiritual energy was so rich that it formed wisps of light mist.
After successfully dispersing his energy, he immediately began to practice the Five Elements Qi Law.
The spiritual energy is directly drawn from the Immortal City's great formation, and is purified and refined from the vast and mighty fire spiritual energy in the Fire Persimmon Mountain, in an endless supply.
The elixirs are the stock in the City Lord’s Mansion’s treasury. All of them are top quality and are available in large quantities.
He also has a super talent called Crazy Thunder, which, every time it is activated, can make Meng Chong's practice speed soar!
The lightning suddenly dispersed, and Meng Chong suddenly opened his eyes, revealing excitement: "I have reached the first level of Qi Refining!"
"This cultivation speed is more than ten times faster than before."
"Great, really refreshing."
"Rampant Thunderbolt... turns out to be so useful! Why didn't I think of it before?"
"Alas, Grandpa didn't even remind me."
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“Ahem.”
Meng Chong coughed a few times.
If you look closely, you'll notice that he looks haggard, with some light blue bags under his eyes.
Meng Chong was also well aware of his own situation.
Every time he starts the Wild Charge and Thunder, it consumes his energy, spirit and spirit at the same time.
"Master Mengchong, it's time for you to recuperate." The servant's voice came from outside the training room.
"Yes!" Meng Chong stood up decisively, took a few steps, and pushed the door open with force.
A moment later, he came to the conditioning room and jumped directly into the medicine pool.
The yellow-brown potion in the medicine pool is made entirely of precious medicinal materials, carefully blended, and has a strong, almost foul medicinal smell.
Meng Chong jumped in, soaking himself while devouring the various spiritual foods brought to him by the servants.
After filling his stomach with one portion of spiritual food after another, he tilted his neck back and drank two jars of medicinal wine. Finally, he took a few bottles of pills and ate them as if they were peanuts.
As he ate, blood oozed from all his orifices.
The attendant nervously reminded: "Master Mengchong, it's almost time. You have taken too much. Your body has reached its limit and can't hold on any longer."
Meng Chong laughed loudly: "What are you afraid of? I am a talented person."
"Run like crazy!" he shouted.
The next moment, countless electric lights burst out from his whole body again.
Thanks to his natural talent, his speed in digesting the medicine increased dramatically.
His swollen belly flattened down at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The pool full of medicine quickly became clear, and soon the smell of the medicine became so light that it was almost imperceptible.
Meng Chong jumped out, full of energy again, and walked quickly towards the training room.
"I will not stop for a moment, race against time, and go all out!"
"I must be the first person to enter the Lava Fairy Palace!"
"Grandpa, I won't let you down."
Meng Chong fully released his nature, moving with great vigor and his desire to practice was frighteningly strong.
Ning Zhuo's preliminary test yielded results - three hours! This was his fourth time entering the Lava Fairy Palace.
The puppet body, the small flying box, and other things that he had deliberately left in Room No. 1 were all cleaned up and disappeared without a trace.
This made him a little disappointed.
However, when he touched the portal, he found that the reward could be selected again.
Using my Buddha Heart Demon Seal, he pocketed the three rewards from each door.
After arriving at the maintenance room, Ning Zhuo did not rush to break through. Instead, he looked at the various mechanism-making tools and large and small mechanism pedestals in the maintenance room and fell into deep thought.
(End of this chapter)