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The Last Immortal Cultivator on Earth Volume 5 Chapter 528 Spiritual Perfection (Part 2)

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    In the small world, in front of the stone table, the two old guys were itching. They looked at Zhang Weidong eagerly and wanted to ask what happened just now.

    They care more about cultivation than anything else.  If they don't understand, they can't sleep and even lose interest in playing chess.

    However, Zhang Weidong was as cunning as an old fox. Instead, he took out the alcohol stove, pots, bowls and chopsticks and placed them one by one on the stone table. He seemed to be planning to cook a bowl of green rice first and change the subject.

    He is still wary of the two of them. How can he possibly tell the truth if he doesn't trust them?

    What¡¯s more, the splitting of mental power was a matter of chance for him, so he went all the way to the end.  It is estimated that this move is unprecedented and unprecedented.

    "Come on, come on, old madman, Senior Fuluo, let's drink first, and the green rice will be cooked in a while! It's been thousands of years, you two probably haven't tasted it, right?" Zhang Weidong poured out his enthusiasm and took another  Baiguo stuffed rice was served, and green rice was served again. The host and guest were reversed.

    "Boy, don't do those useless things. Tell me what happened just now. As promised, the old bastard carries hundreds of drops of 'divine purification liquid' on his body. I can give them all to you!" the old madman thought.  Itchy, urging as if he had to figure it out.

    "Hey, old madman, this is my thing, how can you make the decision for me?" Ancestor Fuluo became anxious and quit.  Even if he plans to give some gifts to Zhang Weidong, that's not all.

    "Haha, don't you want to know this kid's secret? It's useless if you keep it anyway!" The old madman curled his lips, very proud of himself.

    He can¡¯t keep any treasures, but the person in front of him has a lot of private goods!  Now, here comes Xiao Zhangzi, who can probably take out all his personal belongings.

    ¡®Shen Shen Liquid¡¯!

    Zhang Weidong's eyes lit up, his heart beat faster, and then he hesitated, do you really want to say it?

    What he lacks is something to replenish his spirit, which can greatly shorten the time for his spiritual power to grow.  Although the most important function of this 'divine purifying liquid' is to help people condense their spiritual consciousness, it also has the effect of greatly replenishing spiritual power.  Replenish this person's mental strength to the limit.  Then it condenses.

    Generally speaking, a drop of ¡®divine purifying liquid¡¯ can help an ordinary half-step foundation-building monk increase the chance of condensation by 30%.  If there are two drops, it is probably more reliable. If there are three drops, unless the luck is extremely bad.  Otherwise, it will definitely condense successfully!

    This Patriarch Fuluo is an expert after all.  I actually got this kind of treasure!

    It seems that in ancient times, the resources for cultivating immortals were much richer than they are now.

    "Hundreds of drops of 'Shen Shen Liquid'? I'm afraid it's not enough for me!" Zhang Weidong's face seemed to be moved, but also a little tangled.  Said 'helplessly'.

    Since you can get this treasure, you should reveal some things about schizophrenia. Others can't imitate it anyway.  At this moment, Zhang Weidong is fighting for the best interests.

    "What, nonsense!" Ancestor Fuluo was angry.  "Don't mention you alone. Even hundreds of monks of the same level as you are enough!"

    ¡°Hey, old bastard, do you still have that much ¡®divine cleansing liquid¡¯?¡± The old madman said in surprise at this time.  "Then take it out quickly? This kid's mental strength is very strong, maybe it's not enough for him alone!"

    Ancestor Fuluo immediately knew that he had been fooled, his face turned red, and he finally took out a jade bottle reluctantly and angrily.

    "Old fox, little fox, I'm taking advantage of you! If you don't say anything after using it, I won't take care of you!"

    "Haha. Don't be so stingy! But, Xiao Zhang, this thing is an excellent treasure in the three holy places. You have to thank me, old man!"

    "Thank you, Senior Fuluo! Without this 'divine purifying liquid', I don't know if I would be able to condense my consciousness in this life!" Zhang Weidong was overjoyed.  He quickly stood up and saluted.  "Don't worry, I will share my experience in cultivating spiritual power with the two seniors in a moment!"

    Indeed, although his mental power reached the stage of Small Consummation, it split again.  It is not easy to achieve the Dzogchen of spiritual power.

    If you only practice the "God Forging Technique", it may take one or two hundred years.  He couldn't wait.

    "I would like to see how strong your boy is after condensing his spiritual consciousness!" Ancestor Fuluo snorted.  "Take one drop at a time, more will do no good!"

    "Hurry, hurry, Xiao Zhangzi, take it quickly, maybe a little monster will come out in a while!" The old madman urged with great interest.

    Zhang Weidong knew that this was a rare opportunity, so he hurriedly took the ¡®Divine Liquid¡¯ and sat down cross-legged.

    Opening the jade bottle, a scent suddenly flowed out, which refreshed his spirit and made him feel a "spacey feeling". His mental power actually increased slightly. He immediately knew that this was a good treasure to replenish his mental power.

    Take one drop first?Then he ran the "God Forging Technique".

    And in the sea of ??consciousness, 81 strands of spiritual power were like a hungry stomach king. In less than a few breaths, he had eaten up all this drop of 'divine soul liquid'.

    Although the mental power has increased a lot, it is still far from reaching its limit.

    Zhang Weidong was no longer conservative. He estimated that with one inhalation this time, more than twenty drops of the ¡®Shen Shen Liquid¡¯ were sucked into his mouth and continued to be absorbed.

    The two old guys couldn't stop talking at this scene. Ancestor Fuluo even twitched his face and muttered: "Prodigal, what a waste, more than twenty drops, how can you absorb it? If you can't absorb it, it's all wasted!"

    When the old madman heard this, he found it interesting and said: "It's just a waste of this little bit, not much, not much!"

    ¡°Humph, it¡¯s not yours, so of course you don¡¯t feel bad!¡±

    "This is too outlandish. What's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine?"

    "What's yours is mine? Damn! What kind of treasure do you have that I don't know about? You are clean and squeaky clean, you only have clothes on you, and the Qiankun Ring is empty, how dare you say that?"

    "Hey, hey, those things are external to the body, only the immortal way is the foundation! Oh, this kid has swallowed about forty drops again, tsk tsk, there is a good show to watch¡ª¡ª"

    "¡ª¡ª"

    After a while, Zhang Weidong took the ¡®Dishen Liquid¡¯ for the third time.  Obviously, the more than twenty drops just now were not enough, this time it was more than forty drops.

    ??????????????????????? Even Ancestor Fuluo was a little speechless when he saw it, a little numb, and couldn't care less about the pain in his body.

    Just now, this kid took more than twenty drops of the ¡®Divine Liquid¡¯, but there was no trace of it leaking out, which shows that he absorbed it all.

    This time I swallowed more than 40 drops. Can you absorb it?

    He also began to look forward to it.

    This time, Zhang Weidong absorbed it a little slower. It took four times as long as before, but he finally absorbed it.

    Zhang Weidong was overjoyed. After absorbing 60 or 70 drops of the ¡®Shen Shen Liquid¡¯, his mental power increased rapidly. Like a plant, it scrambled for nutrients and then rushed upwards.

    "It's almost, we are almost reaching the limit! Another forty or fifty drops, no, maybe seventy or eighty drops, and we will reach the limit!"

    Because Zhang Weidong also noticed that the growth rate seemed to be different after two large doses.  Obviously, the further back this goes, the more difficult it is to grow.  But he saw the limit of growth!

    The fourth time, sixty drops!

    The fifth time, twelve drops!

    The sixth time, three drops!

    The seventh time, one drop!

    There isn¡¯t much left in the jade bottle of the ¡®Dishen Shen Liquid¡¯, only a few dozen drops.

    But the old lunatic and Ancestor Fuluo were frightened when they saw it, their mouths were dry and their tongues were dry, and they had a look of anticipation on their faces.  It is difficult for them to imagine that a monk who has not condensed his spiritual consciousness can swallow such a large amount of 'divine purification liquid'. What will happen to Zhang Weidong in the future?

    Fortunately, after swallowing it for the seventh time, Zhang Weidong finally put the jade bottle aside.

    "Woo¡ª¡ª" It was the rice pot on the stone table that boiled water, making a steaming sound.  At the same time, a hint of fragrance was brought out.

    The old madman raised his nose and his eyes lit up when he saw the rice pot.

    "Old bastard, don't worry about that kid. I guess it won't be over in an hour or two! Tsk, tsk, green rice, it smells so good!" the old madman muttered.

    As he spoke, he picked up the wine bottle and took a sip, continuing to be intoxicated.

    Time passes by, and the green rice is about to be ripe, and the fragrance is even more intense.  This time, even Ancestor Fuluo swallowed his saliva, glanced at the rice pot, and then at Zhang Weidong standing aside.

    "After swallowing so much of my 'divine cleansing liquid', this kid is finally of some use!"

    "Haha, when he wakes up, you should eat more and earn back!"

    As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Weidong woke up and his next move was to put away the ¡®divine cleansing liquid¡¯. This thing became his.

    This action made Ancestor Fuluo speechless again.  Fortunately, more than a hundred drops of 'divine purifying liquid' were wasted on this boy, and why are you still stingy with a few dozen drops?

    "Boy, is it over? Has your consciousness not condensed yet?" the old madman asked hurriedly, looking at him curiously and even more confused.

    Zhang Weidong blushed, touched his nose and said, "I'm so sorry, I haven't¡ª"

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    Ancestor Fuluo sat down on the ground.

    The old madman bit his tongue and stared at the boss, looking at him like a monster.

    "not yet?!"

    Zhang Weidong opened his mouth and nodded honestly: "It's true not yet, but my mental power has grown to the limit. I should be able to condense my consciousness in the next step. I plan to enter the 'cave' in the future."It will be condensed after "Immortal Land", otherwise, it will affect the performance of my strength in the outside world!  "

    In the outside world, if his spiritual consciousness has not been condensed, he can release his mental power; once his spiritual consciousness is condensed, he will lose this method.

    "My 'Shen Shen Liquid'! You have taken 143 drops of it, and you still haven't condensed your consciousness?!" Ancestor Fuluo quickly got up and sat on the stone bench again, breathing heavily and his eyes were red.  , I wish I could swallow Zhang Weidong.  It seems that Zhang Weidong is his sworn enemy!

    The old madman looked at Zhang Weidong jokingly.

    "Ahem, Senior Fuluo, thanks to your 'divine purification liquid', you see -" Zhang Weidong quickly explained, and at the same time released his mental power, the mysterious suppression on his body was actually released.

    Both old guys noticed that Zhang Weidong's spiritual power was released, and it carried a will of great perfection!  Yes, it is will!

    ¡°Great spiritual perfection?!¡±

    "There is still a trace of will, good guy, there is really a weirdo!"

    This time it was a shock to the two of them.

    Even though the two of them are at a very high level, they are still far away from cultivating their will.  Now Zhang Weidong has actually cultivated his will in advance. Although it is very weak, it is already terrifying.

    The two looked at each other, not daring to underestimate Zhang Weidong anymore and put him on an equal footing.
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