Chapter: 95

"efficient!"

He felt that he was empty, his body posture was indistinguishable from the records of the Golden Body Technique, it could be called flawless, and his movements were incomparably standard.

He was completely immersed in the performance of martial arts, forgetting about other things, and all his thoughts and thoughts were related to the golden body technique, so as to improve his physique.

Until one day, he felt tired before he stopped, and then he used the root method of the pre-Qin alchemist.

The mysterious factor came from nothingness and fell to the interior scene, nourishing Wang Xuan's spirit, sweeping away his fatigue, and he felt strong energy again.

He breathed a sigh of relief, there were no accidents or changes. Although he came here by illegal immigration, the interior scene is still the same, and he can practice physical skills and improve his strength.

He was already very close to the fourth level of the Golden Body Technique, and when he practiced again, it was a matter of course, and his body's golden light flowed, bursting out a dazzling beam of light for an instant, extremely bright, and then returned to normal.

At the same time, his spirit flickered violently like a ball of beating golden flames, before slowly returning to calm.

The fourth level of the golden body technique... It's done!

Wang Xuan is sure that the inner scene here has not lost its mystery. Standing here is equivalent to entering the highest realm of meditation, and he feels more peaceful and tranquil in his heart.

He walked forward slowly, wanting to take a look at the scenery in the distance.

That is...a building, accompanied by the old scene of decay, the lake dried up, and the pavilions collapsed. Is it still caused by the residual spiritual energy of the female alchemist?

There are only a few buildings standing stubbornly, and the surrounding walls are ruined and decayed.

In one of the rooms, the window was open, and there was a long table, full of bamboo slips from the pre-Qin period, among which there was a roll of golden bamboo slips!

Wang Xuan's eyes were straightened, even in a state of detachment and coldness, he still felt his heart beat faster and his breathing became heavy.

There are so many pre-Qin bamboo slips, how many scriptures are recorded, and what level of root technique and body technique are involved? There is even a roll of gold, how can it not make him tempted?

However, he didn't dare to move his body anymore, he was afraid that the slightest wind would blow away all the scenery in front of him, and nothing would be left.

After watching for a long time, he sighed softly, even if he could walk over, so what? All the bamboo slips have not been unfolded. If he wants to take the initiative to look through them, there will probably only be mottled streamers and decayed dust left.

This feeling made him a little uncomfortable, he could only look at it, he couldn't approach it, let alone touch it, knowing that there were priceless scriptures on the long case but he couldn't get them.

"Forget it, I already have the alchemist's root technique from the pre-Qin period, and the physical technique left by Zhang Daoling, the founder of Taoism. These are mysterious enough and unfathomable, and I need to spend a long time studying them. Give me all the bamboo slips on the long case, and I don’t have time to practice.”

Wang Xuan comforted himself, took a step back, and suddenly felt that the sea and the sky were bright, and his spirit seemed to be sublimated.

He was surprised, did he realize the Tao?

Soon, he understood with horror that it was not the same thing at all, because the surrounding scene changed, it was no longer a building, but a truly magnificent world, so he felt magnificent.

What's happening? He hadn't left the building complex yet, so why did the scene change on his own initiative? Is it because of the remaining spiritual energy of the female alchemist? He immediately thought of this possibility.

He was silent, standing here, operating the root method of the pre-Qin alchemist.

In an instant, everything returned to its original state, with ruined walls and ruins, old scenes of decay, and priceless bamboo slips displayed on the long table in the dead room.

Suddenly, he felt that the atmosphere was weird and something was wrong, so he turned around abruptly, and the moment he turned his head, his pupils shrank sharply, and he backed away involuntarily.

Because, in front of his eyes, there is a pair of blood-red shoes, standing in the air, at the same level as his eyebrows, obviously this is a pair of shoes belonging to a woman.

The sudden appearance of such an abnormal scene in the dim ruins made the calm Wang Xuan's heart skip a beat, feeling weird.

There was bright red blood falling from the shoe, it was very scary, almost dripping on Wang Xuan's body, he took a few steps back, and then saw a glaring thunderbolt falling from the sky, like the Milky Way falling nine days straight, piercing through the bloody red shoes.