That year, he crossed over from the mother universe with many fractures all over his body, the best preserved of which were his hand bones and skull. This time he chose the skull.
The main reason is that last time he was "uncovered" by the Scarecrow and then shot in the head, which left him with some psychological trauma and he wanted to strengthen his skull.
"It's so comfortable, this is an enjoyment." When he was meditating, visualizing the most important kind of imperial texture on the top of his head, he felt that a mysterious breath was entering from the top and nourishing his whole body.
It was only the first time, so there was no pain and it was quite smooth, which made him intoxicated. He felt as if he was wandering in a vast sea of rules and taboos, capturing the "truth" between heaven and earth and refining order into a luster on his bones.
This kind of practice is not boring. On the contrary, it makes him forget about food and sleep. He does not want to wake up and is willing to persist until the end of his life and continue forever.
Although the room is isolated from the outside world by stone walls, it uses magic arrays to condense starlight and attract mythical materials to ensure the needs of the retreatant.
Now, Wang Xuan was submerged in the starlight, especially on the top of his head, where there was a river of stars falling straight down, melting his true bones.
He felt that this extraordinary experience did not make him feel lonely, but rather pleasant. His body was full of vitality, and the first texture on his skull was faintly visible.
If this continues, your Taoism will be improved and the door to your limits will be opened. After all, this is the process of controlling the Tao!
At this stage, Wang Xuan was convinced that there must be very powerful peers in this universe, and the True Saint Family would not lack such scriptures.
In the realm of True Immortal, one will take the path of Dao-control. The door to potential will be opened, and the upper limit will be raised. It will be impossible not to become powerful.
"I'm so successful, it must be related to breaking the limit so many times!" He didn't encounter any obstacles and thought of the crux of the problem.
There has always been a legend that breaking the limit is related to the future of imperial power!
Of course, this is just one of the ideas and a system of the Extraordinary Central World.
There are other ideas that are completely different from this one.
Some top races believe that prematurely pursuing breaking limits and controlling the Dao is like draining the pond to catch fish, and will exhaust their own Dao source prematurely.
They believe that it is best to let nature take its course.
There are many examples in the depths of the starry sea. There are famous ancient sages who never broke through the limits when they were young, but the important thing was to be able to endure. Finally, after achieving the great perfection of the heavenly level, they began to break through the limits and became extraordinary.
Then, this kind of person walks more steadily and firmly, breaking through limits and advancing simultaneously.
"That all makes sense. As long as my essence remains strong, there will be no problem!" Wang Xuan said to himself.
After that, he not only studied the Dharma of Bai Hong's ancestors, but also studied the three pages of paper in the secret realm, as well as the stone slab scriptures, golden bamboo slips, five-color jade books, etc., and combined them to practice.
And then, he just…exploded.
During his retreat, he visualized the texture on his top bone which kept twisting and interweaving, and various methods appeared at the same time, and then with a bang, it was "lifted off".
His parietal bone flew out and broke into several pieces, a real head explosion.
"This is the price of floating." He sighed, picked up the skull fragments, quickly put it back in place, and then used the Undead Silkworm Regeneration Technique to restore it to its peak state.
Various scriptures can be used for reference, but it is difficult to fully integrate them in the initial stage, so you have to take it step by step.
Wang Xuan took a sip of young medicinal wine to calm himself down, then he visualized the first texture on his parietal bone again, and he let out a long sigh of relief after it materialized again.
"I have been in seclusion for two years and eight months, and have made some progress. After reaching the level of Immortality, the speed of my advancement has indeed become slower. If I want to enter the third level of Immortality, it will probably take more than ten years at this speed." He was ready to come out of seclusion and go out to take a look.
In fact, his speed is already amazing.
For many beings who have ascended to heaven, taking hundreds of years to advance one level is nothing. Some even remain stuck there for their entire lives.
For the most amazing ones, it is extremely rare to improve once every ten to twenty years.
"Next time, I will retreat for several decades to improve my cultivation and strive to make the texture on my top bone come into being."
After Wang Xuan came out, he took a walk in the purple bamboo forest in the upper courtyard. It was like a fairyland here, with purple mist floating around and light raindrops. He saw people practicing sword and thought of some old friends in the mother universe.
After so many years, did the group of people who crossed the sea succeed? He still didn't know where they were now or whether they had come to this world.
"Lao Hei, why did you run away when you saw me? We haven't seen each other for so long. Why didn't you say hello to me when you came to the Upper House?"
Wang Xuan saw a familiar face, it was the Black-Faced God, An Hong's younger brother, who originally wanted to use his power to overpower Wang Xuan, but ended up causing An Hong to go bankrupt.
The Black-Faced God really didn't want to meet him, his whole face wrinkled, and he greeted him reluctantly, then quickly left, saying that he was going to ask An Hong for advice on spiritual practice.
"Haha, Qin Cheng, you're out now, come over and get together." An Hong contacted him immediately after getting the news.
Then, Qi Miao, Cai Wei, Hong Teng, Cheng Tian and others also arrived.
"Let's go. After you came to Feisheng Star, you have been staying in the yard and haven't been to the city, right? I will take you to Tianshang Renjian." Yanque was the last one to arrive.
Is there a semicolon here? Wang Xuan was surprised. He underestimated this organization that mainly sold medicinal herbs and magic weapons and provided entertainment. Is it spread all over the Pingtian Star Region?
"I see that you look a little worried. What happened?" Wang Xuan keenly noticed that Yan Que was in the worst mental state among these people, and his face looked a little tired.
"I was soft-hearted back then, but now...ah." He briefly mentioned some things.
After hearing this, Wang Xuan's hair stood on end and he sighed inwardly. His peaceful days were over and he had to travel far away and leave here.
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