Chapter 1199

Qin Shuang began to adjust his breath to recover the mist. Although the aura concentration here is more than 50 times that of the outside door, Qin Shuang still feels slow. The heart reads a move, in the hand then many a jade bottle. This jade bottle is filled with empty lotus seeds soaked in December fruit juice.

Qin Shuang opens the lid and looks inside. He saw that the empty lotus seed had disappeared. However, Qin Shuang just sniffed one mouthful, and then felt that his power of understanding the sea increased sharply.

"Good thing!" Qin's eyebrows beat with joy: "it's a pity that it can only soak a thousand drops. If only there were more."

Qin Shuang took a drop and took it. Just in a moment, her mist was mended. With joy, Qin Shuang began to refine the fog silk with thunder once again.

In the evening.

Qin Shuang's practice of imperial instruments has a real heritage from the great mountains, which makes her more and more proficient in controlling the flying sword and the moon wheel. This is still the first level of imperial instrument. After she builds the foundation, she will be able to cultivate the second level of imperial instrument. At that time, the power of imperial instrument will be more powerful.

At the end of the day's practice, Qin sat on the first floor of the Zhenyao tower with her knees crossed, without any sleepiness. Suddenly, she remembered that she had got three mine beads, but she had not received them into the sea, so she took them out, transmitted the power of understanding the sea, and enveloped them.

"Take it!"

Three mine beads disappeared and appeared in her sea of knowledge. In this way, seven thunder beads appeared in her sea of knowledge. Qin Shuang frowned slightly and thought appeared in her eyes.

The monks kept their weapons warm in the sea of knowledge. Xueqin once said that those who practiced immortals in ancient times would keep their weapons warm in the Dantian. It's just that the martial arts cultivation system in the mainland has been out of the scope of ancient inheritance, so at the beginning, Xueqin was not sure whether the martial arts in the mainland could warm up their weapons in the Taoist elixir field, just let me carry them on my back and let my soul out of the body.

However, now that I have come to the world of monks here, I can't put the dragon sword on my back.

Can dragon sword be put into Dantian?

"Shall I try?"

"If I can't take it in, it's OK. Once I take it in, my Dantian will collapse. What can I do?"

"Let's wait until the ten Xuanshui elixirs come out. I don't know if Shihai can take everything in? "

When Qin Shuang's heart moves, he takes out the moon essence wheel, transmits the power of understanding the sea, envelops it, and moves his mind again.

"Take it!"

The moon essence wheel in hand didn't react at all. He took out the best Dharma sword and still couldn't take it in. We also experimented with a lot of things, such as pills and materials, which could not be collected into the sea.

"It seems that things that can earn knowledge of the sea also have grade requirements."

Seven days later.

Qin Shuang then quenched and refined all the 13 Zhang fog silk into waterline, reaching the second level of great fullness. According to the inheritance here, the foundation can be built, and after the foundation is built, he is still a high-quality monk.

However, Qin Shuang has been thinking about how to make the water thread into silk thread. How can he build a foundation like this?

At this time, he is sitting on the first floor of Zhenyao tower.

In her sea of knowledge, the monument of merit is suppressing a thunder light, and in that thunder light, there is a water line winding around, like a dragon.

"Zizi..."

When the last ray of thunder is consumed, Qin Shuang's eyebrows are picked, and his face is joyful.

Sure enough, a thread of water has been quenched into silk thread. Although there is only a thread, about one tenth of an inch, it proves that the original theoretical conjecture can be realized. How can this keep Qin Shuang from getting excited?

However, it took her an hour to refine one tenth of an inch. According to the plan given by Qin Shuang, she can only refine one fifth of an inch of water in one day. If she wants to refine one inch, it will take five days. It takes 50 days to refine one foot, 150 days to refine one foot, and 19050 days to completely refine thirteen feet of water thread into silk thread. Even if Qin Shuang is in the Zhenyao tower, one day is equal to two days outside, it will take 975 days. This is two and a half years. It is impossible to build a foundation successfully within the two years given by wanchongshan. Unless I give up other cultivation, I put all my time on the quenching water line.

However, that is obviously not what Qin Shuang wants. Not to mention the cultivation of immortals is a kind of all-round cultivation, that is, the water line is being quenched every day, which is boring and can not be done.

"Yes! I know the fruit

Qin Shuang's heart moves. Now she has nine quenched fruits, one from Yang Yingtian and eight from master Wan Chongshan. Qin Shuang ate one of the fruits, frowned slightly, picked up another fruit, then picked up another one, ate the last fruit all the time, and then released a thunderbolt for himself.About an hour, Qin Shuang's face showed helplessness. Quenching fruit is not very helpful for refining water thread into silk thread. Nine quenching fruit, together with a thunderbolt, can only refine water thread by one inch.

"It seems that we have to try our best!"

Qin Shuang bit his teeth, took out the pen and paper and wrote four big characters.

It's a thunderbolt.

He took a deep breath and said in his heart, "the monument of merit depends on you."

"Hum..."

Qin double nibs a pick, will pick the paper fly into the air.

"Boom..."

At the moment when thunder rushes into the sea of knowledge, Qin Shuang's seven orifices gush blood, and the sea of knowledge swells, as if it would be burst at the next moment.

"Hum..."

Gongde stele circled again, instantly suppressed the thunder. Qinshuang breathes a long sigh of relief. If the thunder falls on her body, she will not take it for a while. However, she can't bear it when she inhales the sea of knowledge. If it is not for the monument of merit, I'm afraid that qinshuang will die now.

Struggling with the pain of knowing the sea, Qin Shuang watches her own understanding of the sea. The power of thunder contained in thunder Wanjun is much greater than thunder Qianjun. It took two hours to consume the last ray of thunder. A line of white jade like silk thread appears in the sea of Qin Shuang's knowledge. There is a happy look between Qin Shuang's eyebrows. Although they have suffered great pain, they have also refined four fifths of an inch of silk thread. Qin Shuang has roughly calculated that it only takes more than half a year to refine all the water lines into silk threads, reaching the third level of theoretical perfection.

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after the end of the normal third shift, the shift begins to be added.

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