Chapter 51 Quickly Transmigrate! Kidnapping Immortal Sect Disciple (16)
"Thank you for your kindness, Liu Xuan, but these are of no use to me. I want to solve this problem myself." Liu Xuan's smile froze on her face, and a hint of loss flashed in her eyes.
"Oh... is that so... then... I'll go first." She lowered her head, turned around and left silently, and the secret book in her hand seemed to become heavy.
Feng Ziang looked at Liu Xuan's lonely back and felt a little uncomfortable.
But he was unwilling to rely on external forces, and even more unwilling to let down his own special spiritual roots.
He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and tried again to mobilize the spiritual power in his body.
However, there was still no progress.
He opened his eyes irritably and punched the stone wall beside him, causing gravel to fly.
"What on earth is going on..." He muttered to himself, his tone filled with powerlessness.
At this moment, a familiar figure appeared at the entrance of his cave.
It's He Yushu.
He held a jade bottle in his hand and looked at Feng Ziang with a complicated expression.
"This...maybe it can be useful to you..."
The jade bottle that He Yushu handed over contained a pill that exuded a fragrant aroma. It was called "Ningling Pill" and it was very effective in breaking through the bottleneck of Qi training.
Feng Ziang recognized this pill and it was very expensive, so he felt mixed emotions.
He took the jade bottle and thanked him in a low voice, but found that He Yushu's eyes were wandering, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and turned and left.
The emergence of this Soul-Condensing Pill is undoubtedly a timely help.
But Feng Ziang was not in a hurry to take it. He vaguely felt that his bottleneck was not simply due to insufficient accumulation of spiritual energy, but there were other reasons.
He decided to go to the Sutra Repository to look for some records about refining the bottle neck, perhaps he could find the answer there.
However, in the Sutra Repository, he met Lin Xiao again.
When Lin Xiao learned that Feng Ziang had encountered a bottleneck, an undisguised mockery appeared on his face.
"Hey, isn't this our great genius Feng? Why is he stuck in the later stages of Qi refining? An independent cultivator is an independent cultivator. Even if he has special spiritual roots, he will never become a great cultivator." As he spoke, Lin Xiao threw a pile of the lowest-level cultivation resources in front of Feng Ziang, "These are enough for you. Don't waste the sect's resources."
Feng Ziang suppressed his anger, ignored Lin Xiao's provocation, and walked straight to the bookshelf to start reading.
He read a lot of classics and finally found a record of a similar situation in an ancient book.
It turns out that a special spiritual root like his needs the help of a special spiritual herb to fully unleash the potential of the spiritual root when breaking through the bottleneck.
With hope ignited, Feng Ziang immediately went to the medicine garden to look for this magical herb, but found that the manager of the medicine garden was not very friendly to him, and hinted that he, an outer disciple, was not qualified to use the precious magical herb.
Feng Ziang knew in his heart that Lin Xiao’s instructions were indispensable behind this.
In desperation, Feng Ziang could only go to He Yushu again, hoping that he could help him.
However, He Yushu's attitude was even colder than before.
"Solve your own problems." He said this and turned away, leaving Feng Ziang standing there alone, feeling lost.
Could it be that...
Are you really going to give up?
No, he would never give up!
He must find a way to break through the bottleneck!
Feng Ziang clenched his fists, a gleam of determination flashing in his eyes.
He turned and left, disappearing into the night.
At this time, He Yushu walked out from the darkness, looking at the direction where Feng Ziang left, with a complicated look in his eyes, and murmured in a low voice: "I'm sorry..." He spread out his palm, and there lay a few spiritual herbs emitting a faint fluorescent light in his palm...
Feng Zi returned to the cave with a proud look on his face. He Yushu's indifference was like ice, which deeply hurt his heart.
Is he really going to give up?
No, he never would!
He also has a special spiritual root that he is proud of!
A few days later, the routine spiritual power test of outer disciples began.
Lin Xiao stood in front of the test stone tablet, proudly showing off his strength in the early stages of foundation building, drawing admiration from the disciples around him.
He looked at Feng Ziang provocatively, his eyes full of contempt.
It was Feng Ziang's turn. He took a deep breath and placed his hand on the test stele.
Although he was still in the bottleneck period, as his spiritual power circulated, the light on the stone tablet became brighter, and it was even brighter than that of other disciples in the later stage of Qi refining!
The special spiritual root showed its unique advantages at this moment, being able to transform the absorbed spiritual energy into more refined spiritual power.
The disciples around him looked at Feng Ziang in surprise and whispered to each other.
Lin Xiao's face turned pale. He didn't expect Feng Ziang to behave like this under such circumstances.
Feng Ziang withdrew his hand, ignored Lin Xiao's angry eyes, and turned away.
He knew that this was only temporary and he had to break through the bottleneck as soon as possible to truly demonstrate his true strength.
He decided to go to a dangerous ancient ruin in Xianmen to find a chance for a breakthrough.
This ruins is little known and is full of unknown dangers, but Feng Ziang no longer cares about that.
He told Liu Xuan about his decision. Liu Xuan worriedly advised him not to take the risk, but Feng Ziang had made up his mind.
"Don't worry, I will definitely come back." He left the sect resolutely after saying this and flew towards the ruins.
On the way to the ruins, Feng Ziang encountered many obstacles.
Fierce monsters lurked in the dense forest, and ancient restrictions and traps also caused him a lot of trouble.
But he did not give up. With his extraordinary wit and courage, he resolved the crises one by one and finally reached the entrance of the ruins.
The ancient stone door is engraved with mysterious runes, exuding a frightening aura.
Feng Ziang took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and pushed open the heavy stone door...
"I hope you can find the answers you want here." A voice sounded behind Feng Ziang.
The heavy stone door slowly opened, and a cold and damp breath came towards me, mixed with a moldy smell that had been sealed for a long time.
Feng Ziang shuddered involuntarily; these ruins were even more eerie than he had imagined.
Stepping into the ruins, there are uneven stone slabs under your feet. There are strange runes carved on the surrounding walls, flashing with faint green light.
Feng Ziang moved forward cautiously, the spiritual power in his body circulated abnormally slowly, as if being suppressed by an invisible force.
He was secretly shocked that the restriction of this relic was indeed powerful.
Suddenly, there was a slight vibration under his feet. Feng Ziang's heart was alarmed and he jumped to the side suddenly.
He saw a sharp stone spike breaking through the ground where he had just stood. If he had reacted a little slower, the consequences would have been disastrous.
Before he could catch his breath, stone spikes began to sprout from the surrounding walls, increasing in number and speed, forcing him to keep dodging.
"Damn it!" Feng Ziang cursed inwardly. The restrictions in this ruins were so dense that it was like a murderous intent at every step.
He did not dare to be careless and could only rely on his own agility to move through the gaps between the stone spikes.
At this moment, a deafening roar came from the depths of the ruins, and the ground shook violently.
Immediately afterwards, a huge figure appeared in Feng Ziang's sight.
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