The key point is that the wolverine has no idea that this change in itself has brought any special abilities. At present, it just grows more feathers.
"What a sin! I've suffered a huge loss!" The Wolverine looked at himself and found that his strength had not improved at all.
He did this in public... The peacock spread its feathers, as if spring had come, all things were reviving, and it was time for the tribe to grow stronger. Why was he competing for beauty here?
Even the little wolf was confused and looked at him in bewilderment. It couldn't help but stretch out its claws and pull at his bright tail feathers.
The three elders had all left, and an old peacock came over solemnly, personally investigating the situation, and discovered that he had not experienced the most horrifying abnormality - degeneration.
"It's unusual that you mutated so early. It's very likely that you just broke through to the Heavenly Level not long ago. Your bloodline was originally in the process of transformation and was extremely active. Now it has been triggered by the Supreme Secret Chapter and has changed. Don't worry, as long as it's not degeneration, it may be a good thing. Let's wait and see."
With a flutter of its wings, the wolverine quickly put away its colorful peacock tail feathers that looked like a colorful halo. They were so gorgeous that they emitted brilliant divine light.
The three very long crest feathers on his head stood upright, which could not be retracted. They were eye-catching, divided into three colors, and extremely brilliant.
Wang Xuan comforted him, saying: "Although it is a little flamboyant, but in the competition among all things, most males are like this."
"It's not what I want." Wolverine looked low-key. He was a big demon king who made a living by his strength. What's the use of having such good looks and fighting skills?
A group of people glanced at you and criticized you in their hearts. Are you being humble?
Wang Xuan saw regular runes flowing in his eyes. He observed his tail feathers and crown feathers and really felt something unusual. He said, "If you practice well, maybe amazing changes will happen."
"What do you mean?" Wolverine felt that the Second King had good vision!
Wang Xuan said: "Look, the three crown feathers are like three Taoist flowers growing, which may be life-saving in the future. The five-colored tail feathers are covered with mist, and if you practice to the extreme, you may be able to lead the chaos. Well, your current state may be approaching a certain saying in my hometown."
"What's that?" Wolverine perked up.
"Three flowers gather at the top of the head, and five qi converge at the origin." Wang Xuan didn't care and chatted with him casually, but Wolverine took it seriously and listened carefully.
He nodded repeatedly and said, "I also think that we need to continue to comprehend in this direction and be in harmony with this supreme scripture to produce the best changes."
Although the elders of the Black Peacock Clan were not as advanced as Qingkong and the other two in terms of realm and cultivation, they were experienced and had a sharp eye, and they "consulted" for the wolverine that changed first.
Not long after, several people gave him a profound scripture on the five elements, and also gave him a classic book on essence, energy and spirit, so that he could cooperate with it in his practice.
"Practice well. In history, there were some mutants in my tribe with beautiful wings, which were especially suitable for practicing the Five Elements Magic." An old peacock encouraged him.
On the fifth day, Wang Xuan finally took action and began to practice this extraordinary scripture.
At this time, Heng Cheng, who was valued by the second elder, stood up. Strange fragments of Tao rhyme were traveling through his flesh and blood, shining and creating wonders in his body.
He was somewhat dissatisfied. Although he had gained a lot, after half a month, he still had not completely mastered the first part and completed the complete cycle.
He had mastered 90% of the scripture, but was still short of the final part. However, he felt sleepy and tired, as this miracle consumed too much of his energy.
Not far away, Yuan Zhao, a genius valued by the Great Elder, also let out a sigh of relief and stood up. He couldn't hold on any longer. If it weren't for the competition with Heng Cheng, he would have wanted to rest yesterday.
As for the few people who came in with them, they had already left to recuperate.
Once Wang Xuan started, he devoted himself wholeheartedly. He sat on a mountain peak, immersed in this strange scripture, and practiced this method.
Indeed, it consumes a lot of energy. It mobilizes the dormant potential in the body, and light shines everywhere. All cells are resonating, and this is just a small cycle.
Soon after, he began to try the mesocirculation, and even his soul got involved. His mind was extremely active, as if it was melting into the blood throughout his body.
At first, he did not deliberately tend to comprehend a certain field. He just wanted to see if the scriptures would automatically select a direction for him to mutate after they were put into operation.
Everything was very stable, so stable that there was no ripples. His spirit, body, and Taoism were like the divine moon reflected in a bright lake, without any ripples.
Two days later, he was still as steady as... an old god. All indicators remained unchanged, and his essence was abundant, enough to support him to continue.
On the third day, he began to take the initiative and tried to comprehend the direction of his physical body, looking inward to see if he could activate some blood containing fragments of the Tao.
After a day and a night, he found that his flesh and blood were crystal clear, his internal organs were covered with light mist, and his bones were white and had not changed at all.
He was not discouraged and tried again.
On the fifth day, he temporarily gave up on this direction and said, "Well, originally I didn't plan to mutate my body or have any extra organs."
He began to try "divine transformation" and strive towards the spiritual realm. His soul was extremely strong, flowing with powerful force, and in an instant, he could break into the higher spiritual world.
Everything remained the same; his spiritual power was strong and stable, with no signs of change.
On the sixth day, Wang Xuan was in deep thought. From the beginning till now, this scripture had no effect on him at all. There was no change at all.
Running the scriptures consumes a huge amount of energy and is very difficult to practice. After other people have practiced for many days, they will generally show some signs, either benign changes or signs of degeneration. Whether they can practice or not will all have results.
On the eighth day, he was still as steady as an old Buddha.
"I'm so awesome!" He comforted himself that it wasn't his fault, it was just that the scriptures were not enough to make him mutate.
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