I haven't started yet!

Yang Mucheng's words immediately stunned everyone.

Wu Dizu frowned slightly.

In his opinion, Yang Mucheng is just a dead duck with a hard mouth. After all, Zhang Muchen and his ilk, who had reached the Xuanhai Grandmaster at the age of twenty-eight, had exhausted all their potential. You Yang Mucheng reached the Xuanhai Consummation at the age of sixteen, isn't it already the end.

Wu Dizu said slowly:

"Emperor Yang, our martial arts cultivation is like running. Just because you're fast in the front half doesn't mean you'll be able to make it all the way to the finish line. Because you're halfway there, you've already exhausted your potential. And some people, steady and steady, step by step, although the first half of the speed is slow, but they can reach the end. Because they still have enough potential to be unleashed!"

The rest of the martial artists also looked at Yang Mucheng with a sneer.

In their opinion.

Yang Mucheng must have been used to being high, and he couldn't accept the result that his cultivation could no longer move forward.

"Alright, let's get started!"

Wu Dizu wasn't looking at Yang Mucheng.

In his heart, Yang Mucheng had already been placed in the same position as Zhang Muchen.

A martial artist whose potential is exhausted, even if he takes his body over, it won't have much effect. After all, Wu Dizu's ambitions are still there. He was once a strong Yuanying person, and he must have wanted to return to the Yuanying realm. If he occupies a body that has no potential, unless he can change his life against the sky, he will be the same as the previous owner of the body, and he will be stuck in this cultivation until death, and he will not be able to take a step further!

As one by one the warriors jumped into the curse spring.

Wu Dizu's focus is also on other people.

"Hey, this kid is good, he doesn't usually show landscapes, but he has such amazing potential. ”

Wu Dizu looked.

However, I saw an old man in his fifties and sixties, immersed in the mantra spirit spring, and when he let go of the exercises, he could see the spiritual liquid surging like a whirlpool, gathering towards his body.

"That's not bad, it's just a little too old. ”

Wu Dizu looked at another martial artist again.

This warrior looked to be in his thirties, but in fact he was actually more than three hundred years old. The potential is good, but the qualifications can only be considered average. For Wu Dizu, he naturally had to choose the kind of martial artist with the best potential and the strongest qualifications.

"This is too bad, and the potential is exhausted!"

"This won't work either!"

There are about two hundred warriors who have passed the first round of testing.

But there are more than 150 of these two hundred people, and their potential is exhausted. Like Zhang Muchen, sitting in the Spell Spirit Spring can barely absorb half of the spiritual liquid - this is because the potential is exhausted, which is equivalent to a bucket filled with water, which can no longer be filled.

There are still some potentials, not many, maybe able to reach a half-step golden pill, but that's all.

"Did Yang Mucheng give up too?"

Wu Dizu's gaze inadvertently fell on Yang Mucheng's body. He found that Yang Mucheng was sitting in the Curse Spirit Spring, his eyes looking around, as if he was observing others.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze as well.

'It's really not easy to practice!'

'For example, these people who have exhausted their potential, and if they want to be promoted again, they are afraid that they will only be able to break through by passing the barrier of life and death! To be able to become a Xuanhai Grandmaster is already one in ten thousand. However, in the end, it is even more rare to be able to be promoted to Jindan!'

Nodding secretly.

After figuring out the potential of these martial artists who had also entered the Spell Spirit Spring, Yang Mucheng focused on himself.

"This spell spirit spring, compared to the ancient dragon blood, is still too far behind. ”

"This mouthful of spring water is not even as good as one in tens of thousands of ancient dragon blood. ”

If it's usual.

This spring water is placed here, Yang Mucheng can't look down on it, and maybe it will be rewarded directly to the ancestor of Longtang.

But if it weren't for the fact that he had to advance through this method, he wouldn't have spent a lot of time and effort absorbing this spell spirit spring water.

'Ancient Swallowing Heaven!'

'Up!'

I secretly sighed in my heart.

In the next moment, his crystal clear body trembled suddenly. Immediately, a surging devouring force like a black hole was generated directly from his body.

......

"What a powerful energy!"

"If I can take all this spring water into my body and transform it into internal strength, I may be able to directly reach the Xuanhai Grandmaster!"

A martial artist absorbed the spiritual fluid, and secretly thought in his heart.

Abrupt.

As if he felt something, he opened his eyes violently and looked at one place, his face full of incredulity.

"Haha, Yang Mucheng! To make you proud, my potential is many times higher than you, how strong are you now? My potential is higher than yours, when I reach the Jindan realm, maybe you will still be consummated in Xuanhai." Rather, I don't think you have the ability to dare to be arrogant in front of me?"

A warrior enjoys it as if he is soaking in a hot spring, while being proud.

But he was also taken aback.

I can't believe it, I look somewhere!

"What's going on?"

"What a strong absorbent ......"

"Look at the sky!"

A burst of shouts woke up the warriors who were still absorbing the spiritual fluid from their meditation.

The moment they opened their eyes, they saw a vision.

Above the Curse Spring, the floating and dancing mist rising from the spring. Now, these fogs seemed to be under some kind of traction, frantically flowing towards a certain place, and the end point of that surge was where Yang Mucheng was!

And that's not all.

Even.

The spell spirit spring where Yang Mucheng was, the spring water was even more at a speed visible to the naked eye, falling wildly.

Ishikassing!

Thirty percent!

Sixty percent!

Ninety percent ......

Everyone could see that the spring was only a thin layer of water for a moment. Until the last trace of spiritual liquid was completely absorbed, the entire spell spirit spring was directly empty!

And this whole process is only the time that it lasts for a stick of incense.

"I'm done!"

Yang Mucheng opened his eyes and slowly stood up from the bottom of the pool.

"He actually absorbed the spiritual liquid of the entire pool?" Not only was everyone shocked, but even Wu Dizu's eyes widened. "Is it possible, I'm blind, this kid's potential is even more terrifying than I imagined!"

Wu Dizu's heart moved secretly.

He remembers.

At the beginning, when he was in Yang Mucheng's realm, it would take at least a day to absorb all the spiritual liquid in this pool. Now, Yang Mucheng only used a short stick of incense?

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Wu Dizu's eyes rolled and said:

"Since you've absorbed the entire pool of spiritual fluid, you've naturally passed the second test. You've done well, and you can use all of this spell fountain to absorb ......."

Oh?

Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows.

Although it may not contain much power in just one spring, there are thousands of them in this entire spell spirit spring. Taken together, it is almost equivalent to the energy contained in a drop of ancient dragon blood. Although it was a little troublesome, it was naturally impossible for him to give up the meat that was delivered to his mouth.

Nodding, Yang Mucheng continued to sit cross-legged.

Wu Dizu, on the other hand, continued to look at Yang Mucheng.

From the fact that this kid had absorbed all the springs in a single stick of incense, it could be seen that his potential was almost bottomless. Yang Mucheng, I don't know how much your potential has reached......

Just when Wu Dizu was contemplating.

Yang Mucheng has already started the second round of absorption!

(End of chapter)