An Bulang collapsed.

It collapsed completely.

He looked at his cultivation at the eleventh level of the Mysterious Physique and shed tears of collapse.

"Why...why...!!"

"Why is it the eleventh level of mystical body?"

"What the hell is the eleventh level of mystical body?!"

An Bulang scratched his face with both hands and began to doubt his career as an immortal.

"Dream, yes, I must be dreaming!"

An Bulang's eyes lit up, he found a dagger from the table and stabbed his arm hard.

Poof!

Blood splashed all over his face.

"ah……!"

"It hurts, it hurts...!!"

The real pain made him understand that this was not a dream, and everything was real!

An Bulang really couldn't calm down. It might be an accident once, but twice in a row, it couldn't be explained clearly as an accident.

So...what exactly happened?

He really wanted to raise his head and ask his father, the eleventh level of the Mysterious Body, is this normal?

This is definitely not normal!!

Could it be that my breakthrough posture is wrong?

That’s not right! I’ve had breakthroughs like this before!

Whether it’s theory or practice, it’s all correct!!

What exactly is the problem?

An Bulang forcibly suppressed the emotions that were about to collapse, frowned in thought, and suddenly thought of a possibility. Could it be that because he was undergoing reconstruction this time, his physical condition was different?

Probably!

Whether it was his father's slap that knocked him back to before liberation, or his practice of the Art of Conferring Gods, it all caused changes in his path of cultivation.

All in all, his way of practicing cultivation is likely to be different from ordinary people.

So, how should he practice next?

silence.

There was a long silence.

An Bulang: "..."

"Dad...you are trying to trick your son!!" An Bulang wailed.

While crying, he absorbed all the remaining spirit stones and stabilized his realm at the eleventh level of the Mysterious Body.

I have no choice but to take one step now and see one step at a time.

So what if there is no Qi Sea, he can still incorporate spiritual energy into his powerful blood, meridians, and bones!

There are some great powers who have actually tried this. They have opened up air pockets in their bodies to store spiritual energy. When they want to use the spiritual energy to perform spells, they use the air pockets to burst out the spiritual energy. This is a comparison.

Using the spiritual energy within the air sea is several times more terrifying.

What's more, they abandon their bodies, cultivate their souls, and become soul cultivators. They can convert the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into unique soul power and store it in their souls. They use soul power to fight and upgrade, and there is no need to use the power of the sea of ​​​​qi.

…

And there's more...

An Bulang relied on his knowledge as the son of the Immortal Emperor to brainstorm hundreds of solutions in an instant.

Then, there was a sudden movement in his Dantian.

Um?

An Bulang looked inside his body, and then suddenly penetrated his dantian and saw the boundless ocean of spiritual fluid.

"This...!" An Bulang seemed to have thunder exploding in his mind.

This is his Qihai!

Moreover, it was during his tribulation period that he fully developed his Qi Sea!!

An Bulang frantically wanted to use the energy of the sea of ​​​​qi, but the sea of ​​​​qi was like a pool of stagnant water. Let alone using the energy of the sea of ​​​​qi, even the connection with the sea of ​​​​qi was completely lost. It seemed that the sea of ​​​​qi had gone away from him.

The only thing he could do was watch from afar...

Looking at the ocean and sighing.

"Yes, I have already opened up the sea of ​​​​qi once. The sea of ​​​​qi is still there, so naturally I cannot open the sea of ​​​​qi again."

"My father sent me back to the zero-level trumpet. He didn't kill my sea of ​​​​qi at the same time. He just blocked my sea of ​​qi through some means or put me to sleep..."

"Since the sea of ​​​​qi is still here, what I have to do now is two things. The first is to awaken the sea of ​​​​qi, and the second is to change the way of practice when the sea of ​​​​qi is not awakened and continue to become stronger!"

An Bulang's eyes gradually became firm. He would not hang himself on a tree. His father had blocked one of his paths of practice, so he would look for another path of practice.

There are thousands of roads in the world, but my way is not just one?

Just when he was thinking this, another strange movement suddenly came from the qi sea in his dantian.

An Bulang was very excited. Could it be that Qi Hai was moved by his will to seek truth, so he finally woke up?

He tried his best to contact the sea of ​​​​Qi, but found that the sea of ​​​​Qi still could not be contacted. Instead, a ball of white light jumped out of the sea of ​​​​Qi at an extremely fast speed.

"Hold the grass! What is it?!"

An Bulang leaned back, and white light flew out from his navel.

There was a "pop" sound.

"Choo Choo Choo!"

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

A crisp and angry voice came, this voice was very familiar.

An Bulang looked at the being that made the sound in front of him, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

In front of his eyes, a spherical creature with fluffy white hair was floating in the air.

It was about the same size as a human head, with large and bright light blue pupils, accounting for almost one-fifth of its body. It had no nose, only a pink cherry mouth, and was "tweeting" at him angrily.

" He said, baring two small crystal clear tiger teeth.

"Tuan Tuan, it's you, it's really you!!" An Bulang pulled the white ball into his arms, crazily kneaded it into various shapes, and was so excited that he shed tears of happiness, "You ran to play in my sea of ​​qi.

, but my father had a disagreement and killed me. I thought you would disappear with him, and I had a big fight with my father because of this. I didn’t expect you to be alive. It’s great..."

Bai Qiu was still yelling "chirp, chirp, chirp", obviously very angry about what happened before.

Tuantuan is a pet that An Bulang found in a strange ancient place on the edge of the star field. Its origin is unknown, but its relationship is very good.

Some special abilities are astonishing even to his father.

"That's right!!" An Bulang squeezed the ball hard, his eyes bursting with light.

Speaking of Tuantuan, I think of that strange ancient place.

Thinking of that strange ancient place, he thought of a practice technique he accidentally discovered in the ancient place...

The ancient name was the back garden of King Vera Kai.

It was a secret realm created by beings on the same level as his father.

King Vera's realm has disappeared, and the secret realm has been abandoned for a long time.

However, his abandoned back garden is still the target of countless great powers. Unfortunately, the restrictions he has imposed only allow young monks in the Taoist and Tribulation stages to enter. The restrictions are so powerful that even his father can't

Can't get in.

For the good things inside, countless strong people flock to it.

An Bulang also went in for fun once, and after entering, he realized how terrifying and dangerous it was inside. Even An Bulang, who was in the tribulation stage and could fight the immortals, would die nine hundred and ninety-nine times inside.

After spending 999 life-saving cards, I successfully cleared the level and swept the entire secret realm.

The last skill in the secret realm was the one he was most looking forward to. It had a very awesome name, called the Creation Skill of the Universe, and was known as the ultimate body-refining skill.

But when he learned about the cultivation requirements, he almost vomited blood.

Because the cultivation requirements are written on it, you have to start practicing from the Mysterious Body Realm. Once you reach a higher realm, you cannot get started!!

He is a monk who is in the stage of transcending tribulation, but this skill is of no use to him!

The most important thing is that he wanted to tell others about the contents of the exercise, but found that he couldn't express it anyway. Apparently, he was banned from keeping it secret.

In this way, this technique was like useless, lying quietly in his mind.
Chapter completed!