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After testing the medicine first with ordinary disciples, Long Zhanye already knows the temperament of Elixir.
After several days of observation, every detail confirmed his judgment.
The medicinal properties are mellow but not strong, and the potency is thick but not overbearing. It is like spring water soaking stones, warm and long-lasting.
There is no sudden collision, only gradual infiltration.
The faces of those disciples who took the medicine became increasingly rosy and their breath became thicker and thicker.
He didn't hesitate anymore and melted the second Elixir into the water in the same way.
But this time, the food was shared with the younger generation, outstanding sect disciples.
Their movements in carrying the bowls were more solemn than those of the previous group, as if what they were holding in their hands was not a bowl of medicinal soup, but a piece of hope.
There was not much conversation, only the slight sound of the rim of the bowl hitting the lips, and a very light swallow in the throat.
After another three or four days, the quiet expectation finally began to stir.
The first one to emerge from the cocoon was Long Aotian.
He is the most dazzling figure among the younger generation, and every time he appears, it is enough to make people's hearts tremble.
After this incident, his whole body seemed to have been tempered all over again, and his aura was so thick that it could no longer be summarized by the sharpness of the past.
From level eighty-five, he climbed all the way to level eighty Peak Level 9, and half a step further was the threshold for the title Douluo.
As he stood there, the airflow around him seemed to be slower than him, just like the wind at the top of the mountain always sensed changes in the sky before the wind at the foot of the mountain.
Vina also lived up to expectations and steadily entered the bottleneck of level 80.
Chen Lü, Wang Yanfeng, and Chen Yu have all entered the seventy-seventh and seventy-eighth levels of Soul Saint.
The gap between them is very small, like a silent train running side by side.
Jiang Yixi and Gu Tong, one is level seventy-five and the other is level seventy-four. Although they are not as dazzling as the former, they are not at all frivolous.
Most of the other young disciples have also advanced to level five or above Soul Power.
Among them, Long Zhanye's elder brother Long Zhantian also reached seventy Peak Level 9.
Senior brother Zhua Yun crossed the threshold of Soul Saint and settled firmly at level seventy.
Although it is not earth-shattering, it is still a solid milestone.
And Long Zhanye himself, after drinking medicinal soup with ordinary disciples for the first time, the stagnant Soul Power in his body stirred again.
From level ninety-five and a half, slowly push to the peak of level ninety-five.
Ye Guyi also made some progress, rising from level ninety-two to level ninety-three.
After all, after reaching the title Douluo, each level up to Soul Power is a world of difference, and the difficulty of each level is unimaginable.
Looking at the fellow disciples who were all rising in cultivation, Long Zhanye felt an almost uncontrollable heat in his heart.
He guessed right, this Elixir is anything but ordinary!!
Dissolve one Elixir into dozens of parts of water and give it to so many people, but the potency of the medicine is still as strong as before.
If the entire Elixir is served by one person, what kind of waves will such majestic power cause?
He didn't dare to try it yet, but this idea was like a seed buried in the soil, quietly starting to take root deep in his consciousness.
As for Vina, now that he has reached level 80, Long Zhanye will no longer delay.
He turned to the blue figure who was always as silent as water at the side of the hall, and nodded slightly.
Blue Silver Emperor also responded with vines hanging lightly. The posture was like an ancient tree that did not shake its branches and leaves in the wind, but conveyed the response through its roots.
No words were spoken, but they communicated with each other.
Both sides calmed down, and there was no need to say more about the trust between them.
In the main hall, the light seemed to dim slightly at that moment, as if the heaven and earth also gave way to a moment of silence for this fusion.
And this ceremony of integrating Spirit Soul did not take too long.
Only two hours.
Vina The breath around the body is slowly flowing, sinking, and integrating...
The 190,000-year-old Soul Ring was silently embedded in her Soul Ring sequence.
At the same time, a crystal-clear piece of 190,000-year-old Left Leg Spirit Bone was firmly embedded in her left leg, blending with her aura.
After Soul Spirit Contract ended, the atmosphere of Vina was already different.
Her Soul Power was upgraded again, jumping from level 80 to level 85.
Today, she already has two Spirit Soul:
A 60,000-year-old Hunyuan Grass.
The other one is the 190,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor that has just been integrated.
Long Zhanye applauded gently. "Congratulations, senior sister, you have joined the list of Soul Douluo."
"In my opinion, it won't take long for the Body Sect to add another healing title, Douluo."
Vina turned slightly sideways, placed his left hand lightly on his right chest, and bowed in salute.
The posture was calm and solemn, like a Snow Lotus plant slowly drooping in the wind:
"Thank you Zhan Ye, thank you Young Sect Master."
Long Zhanye nodded without looking away. "Let's get started."
I saw Vina suddenly startled and straightened up, with a trace of unsolved doubts in his eyes:
"Junior brother, what do you want to start?"
Long Zhanye did not answer directly, but looked sideways at Zhua Yun.
Zhua Yun understood and pushed Elder Gu forward slowly. The sound of the wheelchair rolling over the stone surface was particularly clear in the quiet palace.
The voices were neither urgent nor slow, one after the other, making everyone's breathing become heavier.
At this time, Long Zhanye actually took out something from Storage Belt--
That's an arm!
There are still some dark red traces at the fracture that have not completely dried up, and the texture is clear.
It has a heavy presence that makes people hold their breath involuntarily.
The arm lay quietly in his palm.
Everyone's eyes were focused on him at this moment, as if the weight of the entire hall was resting on that arm.
Long Zhanye does not beat around the bush, the sound is smooth and clear:
"This is the right arm of the Clear Sky Sect's great master - Niu Tian."
The moment the words fell, the whole hall gasped one after another.
Even a strong man like Du Busi couldn't help but take two steps back, his eyes filled with rare excitement at this moment.
Clear Sky Sect Although it has been hidden from the world for many years, the name of "the first sect in the mainland" is still like an old mark carved on a huge stone, and it has not been diminished even by the wind and the sun.
That is a memory engraved in the bones of the entire continent, and no one can easily erase it.
Du Busi's voice was slightly tight, as if something was stuck between the throat and chest, and it was squeezed out with difficulty:
"Zhanye... what happened between you and Clear Sky Sect?"
Long Zhanye said in a calm tone, "Clear Sky Sect's Young Sect Master Tang Wutong..."
"That woman who hangs out with Huo Yuhao all day long was humiliated by me."
"After the Clear Sky Sect Second Sect Master and "Tai Tan" learned about it, they chased me all the way, but I killed them with a trick."
"But I discovered that he is not an ordinary Spirit Master, but a Soul Beast Transformation, and there is a wisp of Divine Consciousness Fragment hidden in his Sea of Consciousness."
"So I guess that he is the 100,000-year-old Titan Giant Ape that ascended with Sea God Tang San ten thousand years ago."
He paused and his eyes sank slightly:
"After I killed him, I absorbed his Soul Ring and Spirit Bone together, and even turned him into my second Spirit Soul."
"But Clear Sky Sect's great sect master "Niu Tian" followed closely behind him and pursued me all the way, vowing to take my life."
"Later, for some reason, one of his arms was chopped off by Zhongli Wu, and I happened to pick up that arm."
Du Busi's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his voice was cautiously dry. "Then... does he... know your true identity?"
Long Zhanye shook his head. "I have always traveled the mainland with multiple identities."
"In his eyes, I am always just Holy Spirit Cult's Holy Son Yan Feng, not a Body Sect person."
As soon as these words came out, the invisible tension in the hall finally loosened a bit.
Many people took a long breath, as if a stone that had been hanging on their chests finally fell to the ground.
You know, no one can afford the consequences of offending the once number one sect in the world.
Although Clear Sky Sect has been hidden from the world, its name is still like a sword hanging in the air. Even if it has not been wielded for many years, the cold light on the blade is enough to send chills down anyone's spine.