Zhou Qing placed the talisman papers in different locations one by one, then his gaze fell on the last black talisman paper.
Life Replacent Talisman?
Back then, Qian Dafu seed to have picked up a Life Replacent Talisman, thus evading Zhou Qing’s pursuit.
After storing it properly, Zhou Qing let out a long breath, then took out the only remaining half top-grade spirit stone and began to operate the "Yin Yang Skills" to absorb its spiritual power.
The two Golden Cores in his body, one black and one white, also started to circulate rapidly, even faster and faster, directly forming two joyful little fishes.
At this mont, he no longer suppressed the spiritual power whistling through his ridians, but relaxed his body and mind, naturally guiding this majestic force through every part of his body without obstruction.
As ti slowly passed, Zhou Qing’s aura gradually beca deep, like an abyss or the sea, and the surrounding air seed to be drawn, starting to flow slowly, forming slight air vortices.
It lasted like this for a full forty days.
Mo Xingjian had been closely monitoring the surroundings with his vast divine sense, now also looking exhausted.
"Normally, condensing a Nascent Soul, one month is already long enough. Old Third back then only took over twenty days to break through, then spent ti consolidating. Could there be any problems?"
Mo Xingjian muttered to himself, peering through layers of restrictions, suddenly noticing that Zhou Qing was holding a top-grade earth-attribute spirit stone and a top-grade wood-attribute spirit stone in each hand, frantically absorbing them.
And in the box in front of him, there was only one gold-attribute spirit stone left.
"Oh my, is he breaking through to Nascent Soul or Divinity Transformation?"
Before Mo Xingjian could recover from his shock, he saw Zhou Qing tremble violently, his face mad, and suddenly grabbed the last top-grade gold-attribute spirit stone, directly swallowing it into his belly.
Such a scene made Mo Xingjian’s heart pound with fear, fearing that the terrifying energy would burst Zhou Qing apart in an instant.
Seven days passed in a flash, a hundred miles away, Luo Lingling had not rested for a mont, all her puppets acting as her eyes, keeping a strict watch on the surroundings, not daring to slack off in the slightest.
"Sothing’s wrong—" Mo Xingjian, who had just reported everything was fine to Luo Lingling, snapped awake and looked around quickly.
The originally scorching sun and endless yellow sands of the desert had fallen into dead silence at this mont, as if ti had stopped and everything was frozen.
The raging sandstorm disappeared without a trace, and the previously cloudless sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds.
"Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown?" Mo Xingjian’s face instantly lit up with joy, his exhaustion vanishing without a trace.
This phenonon was definitely the extraordinary sign recorded in ancient books, how could an ordinary Nascent Soul breakthrough cause such a grand event and mysterious change.
Imdiately, he received a ssage from Luo Lingling.
[Old Mo, is there a situation? Dark clouds are appearing over my head, and there’s thunder flashing?] Luo Lingling’s ssage carried a hint of nervousness.
Mo Xingjian snapped back to reality from his euphoria, quickly picked up his token, and hastened to respond.
[It should be. You should move away quickly now and see how far this cloud extends?]
At this mont, the dark clouds in the sky were thick as ink, pressing down heavily.
Inside the clouds, lightning serpents danced wildly, twisting and turning, seeming to hide terrifying existences constantly swimming through, exuding an aura that made one’s heart fear.
Seeing this scene, the worry on Mo Xingjian’s face grew even deeper, he couldn’t help but regret that he hadn’t called a few Supre Elders along.
Who would have thought that this kid would cause such a big commotion?
With his Divinity Transformation Realm cultivation traveling at the limit for two days, he was now so far from the Taiqing Sect that even if he sent a ssage, it couldn’t be received.
As he was anxiously thinking, a ssage from Luo Lingling finally arrived.
[Old Mo, the situation seems to be getting worse. I’ve traveled over seven hundred miles out of the Desert Sea, reached the source of the thunderclouds, but they continue to expand slowly. The connection with my puppets is becoming intermittent, so I have to return. Based on my estimation, the range of these thunderclouds is at least a thousand miles.]
Seeing this ssage, Mo Xingjian couldn’t help but swallow his saliva, his heart filled with both shock and joy.
After all, according to the sparse ancient records, the range of a celestial phenonon could be as small as a few dozen miles or as large as several hundred miles, never exceeding a thousand miles.
This showed how extraordinary Zhou Qing’s talent was. It used to seem diocre, so how did it suddenly beco so powerful?
Is it because of the Heavenly Dao Qi?
That’s impossible. Heavenly Dao Qi rely raises the starting point of cultivation; it shouldn’t enhance talent so significantly.
But now there was no ti to worry about these things. Such a grand phenonon would surely attract a lot of attention, and people might mistakenly think so treasure is erging.
"No way, I’m getting goosebumps already. While there’s still ti, I must set up a teleportation array. Once he succeeds in breaking through, we must leave here imdiately!"
After saying this, Mo Xingjian first moved away, and once he reached a distance, his hands shook with excitent as he quickly pulled out various items and began setting up.
"This ti I’ve really dug out all my savings!" Mo Xingjian muttered, but the smile on his face never faded for a mont.
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