Chapter 616.
“Ah-choo!”
Wang Dust sneezed hard.
[Heavenly Gong-10]
Without any surprise, a message instantly brushed across his vision.
Wang Dust, who was soaking in the hot spring pool, stroked his chin thoughtfully.
His Heavenly Dragon Vajra Orthodoxy had been cultivated to the seventh level of the realm, possessing a Vajra Immortal Body, and had long since reached the point where he was invulnerable to cold and heat, all diseases, and all poisons.
Being cold and catching a cold was something that could not possibly occur.
However, in the past six months, Wang Dust had sneezed a total of five times.
Each sneeze subtracted 10 points of heavenly merit.
Such a situation of inexplicably sneezing and then losing Heavenly Merit was something that Wang Chuan had encountered when he was in the Mountain and Sea Realm.
Later, he deduced on his own that it might be someone using the Heaven’s Chance Technique to project onto himself.
But it was resisted or isolated by the cultivation panel.
Only before, it had only reduced the Heavenly Merit by just 1 point, while these five times it had reduced it by 10 points.
Wang Chen guessed that it was possible that the one who projected him before was a Purple Mansion cultivator.
Now, the one who projected him was a Jindan Realist!
Paying ten times the price was justified – and reasonable.
Then a new question came up, why was he frequently projected by Jindan real people after he came to the Haotian Realm?
Wang Chen recalled the white-clothed cultivator he had beheaded.
The other party’s dress as well as his mannerisms clearly indicated the identity of the son of a great clan family.
Wang Chuan now suspected that this one was a full-fledged elite member of some immortal clan!
Otherwise it would not come out to appear like this.
It was important to know that casting the Heavenly Chance Technique to project another cultivator would require a loss of cultivation and even longevity.
The higher the rank of the projected target, the greater this loss!
Wang Chen was now being projected five times.
How much resentment was this?
He shook his head and immersed his entire body into the steaming hot spring pool.
With the Immortal Cultivation Panel protecting his body, Wang Chuan really wasn’t afraid of the heavenly projections of high-level cultivators, what could a loss of 10 points of heavenly merit at a time count for, earlier he had gained 500 heavenly merit from beheading Qian Wan Sheng.
It was enough to withstand 50 Jindan projections.
As for YuanYing True Immortals, Wang Dust estimated that if he doubled it tenfold, it would only be 100 points of Heavenly Merit.
Who was afraid of anyone!
He wiped the warm drops of water from his face and let out a long breath.
This hot spring pool was the result of Wang Chuan’s accidental discovery when he was expanding the space of his underground residence.
It was normal to dig a passage chamber underground and dig up water veins and springs.
But digging up a hot spring was rare.
At least Wang Chuan had never encountered it after digging so many tunnels before.
It was also considered a generous gift from the heavens.
He certainly didn’t live up to this luck and spent a lot of time creating a luxurious bathroom with a hot spring pool.
Now Wang Chen would come here every day to take a hot spring bath after completing his daily cultivation.
In addition to relaxing himself, this hot spring with abundant water could actually also provide stinging qi.
Although the quantity was very small, you really couldn’t be too big for the core of a date picked up for nothing.
Something was better than nothing.
When Wang Chuan sank into the spring pool, the Taixuan Mirage Dragon True Form Diagram close to his chest emitted a faint light, brightening and extinguishing as if it was breathing.
Wang Chen closed his eyes and sealed his mouth, nose, and five senses, entering into the fetal breath state.
When he woke up from his slumber, it was a new day.
It was difficult for a person to grasp the flow of time when they were underground without seeing the sun, if they didn’t have a timekeeping tool.
But for cultivators this was not a problem at all.
Wow!
Wang Chen leapt up from the hot spring pool and landed in the pebble-strewn bathroom doorway, wrapped in dense water vapor.
He opened his arms to stretch his muscles and bones, and his steel-cast body shook slightly, and the water droplets on the surface of his skin instantly evaporated.
Taking out a loose and comfortable robe from his Sumeru Ring and changing into it, Wang Chen flashed and swept into the secret passage leading to the surface.
A few moments later, he appeared in his residence on the ground.
At this time, it was snowing heavily outside, the sky and the earth were pale, and a thick layer of white snow had accumulated in the small courtyard.
When Wang Chen opened the door to his room, a cold and chilly air came over him.
But he only felt refreshed!
Set up a small table under the eaves of the house, set up a red clay fireplace, fill the hearth with gold sandalwood that does not produce smoke, rub the fire with your fingertips to ignite it, and cook a pot of fragrant spiritual tea.
Sitting on a chair, Wang dust while drinking tea and enjoying the snow scene.
Stealing half a day of leisure!
After the New Year, it was the coldest part of winter, and Wang Dust, like the vast majority of cultivators in the Fei Yu Valley, entered into winter hibernation, waiting for the return of spring.
He now spends his days idly, cultivating his gongfu, soaking in the hot spring pool, sleeping in fetal rest, sipping tea and enjoying the snow ……
and then making a side burner to satisfy his appetite.
Although it was a bit boring, although it was a bit vulgar, it was free and easy without worries.
The days of the immortals are roughly like this.
Sometimes Wang Dust also recalled the years in the Mountain and Sea Realm, remembering his love partner.
As well as even more distant memories.
But neither thoughts nor memories could affect his firm Taoist heart.
Nowadays, Wang Chen was already very certain that the Haotian Realm was where he would ultimately end up.
He would be here to condense his Jindan, refine his YuanYing, and transform his divine intent ……
Regardless of how many hardships and dangers he would face in the future, Wang Chen would move forward step by step towards the path he had chosen!
In the following days, Wang Chen spent more time on the cultivation of the Innate Five Elements Technique.
The experience value of this major cultivation technique increased 1 point by 1 point.
When the harsh winter passed and spring came quietly, Wang Chuan broke through the seventh layer of the Innate Five Elements Technique.
Formally entering the Purple Mansion High Stage level!
The Purple Mansion middle stage to high stage belongs to a small realm breakthrough, but it is of extraordinary significance.
It must be known that the Purple Mansion High Level is the foundation of the Golden Dan, and only cultivators who reach this level can prepare for the condensation of the Golden Dan.
With Wang Chen’s current root and bone talent, if there were no accidents, there would be no suspense in condensing the Golden Dan.
That meant he could start preparing.
In addition, the mana of the high Violet Mansion stage greatly exceeded that of the intermediate stage in terms of both purity and condensation, and the spells that were cast were more powerful and more durable in combat.
Most importantly, after stepping into the Purple Mansion High Stage, Wang Chen could also practice the Acacia Sword Technique that Chang Chun had taught him back then!
When he had parted, Changchun had passed both the Four Seasons Sword and the Acacia Sword to him.
Wang Chen had first perfected the Running Thunder Sword Technique, and then mastered the Four Seasons Sword and realized the mysteries of the Sword Light Divergence.
The Acacia Sword Technique was even further advanced, and once mastered and proficient, he was able to execute the ultra-high sword technique of refining the sword into silk, as well as the powerful sword intent that penetrated the bone and dipped into the marrow!
Therefore, after the beginning of spring, Wang Chen did not plant any more Bi Japonica rice.
Wang Dust did not lack spiritual rice to consume right now.
Most importantly, as long as he didn’t plant, then no one could come to squeeze and exploit him.
Wang Chen intended to stay here until he reached the peak of the Purple Mansion, and then he would find a place to retreat to impact the Jindan realm.
Flying Floss Valley was just a stop on the long road.
It was impossible for Wang Chen to stay here for too long.
Of course, during this period, he still needed to raise a batch of resources necessary to condense the Golden Dan.
However, no matter how good the plan was, once an accident occurred, it would be easily broken!