When you stare at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you.

Although the spring at the bottom of the Cold Pond was not an abyss, the aura emitted from it was like the fire of hell, which made people dare not look directly at it.

Xia Sheng narrowed his eyes gently, carefully observed the color of the spring water, and clenched his fists secretly.

The spring in the spring first showed a clear posture. The golden new spring and the original old spring did not interfere with each other and were difficult to blend. However, as time passed, the golden flame light in the center of the spring began to gradually dim until it completely disappeared, as if nothing had happened just now.

Seeing this, Xia Sheng knew that it was time.

He stood up straight with some difficulty, slowly and carefully removed his clothes, recited obscure ancient tunes in his mouth, and showed pious eyes.

Everything is like a very solemn ceremony.

After a while, Xia Sheng put the clothes, pants and cloth shoes neatly on the waterside, then took a deep breath and stepped into the cool spring water with one foot.

At this time, the Dajin Dynasty was in midsummer, but today there had just been a heavy rain in Baima Town, so the air was a little cool. When Xia Sheng walked into the water, his whole body was trembling and his teeth couldn't help but tremble.

But his eyes were full of perseverance, and his steps never stopped for a moment.

Everything is difficult at the beginning.

For most people in this world, it is not easy to become a practitioner from an ordinary person.

Talent, opportunity, and perseverance are indispensable.

Even Xiao Yong, a recognized first genius boy in Baima Town, spent a long time on this step. In addition, the large amount of resources spent by the Xiao family, he was barely promoted to a warrior more than three months ago.

This is due to Xiao Yong's body soaking his body with the spiritual juice of the Star Moon Grass since he was a child, and he practiced the legendary two-star body technique, Greedy Wolf Power, and even the Xiao family paid the price of twelve Guyuan Pills for this!

But for Xia Sheng, this matter is very simple.

It's even as simple as eating, sleeping, and breathing.

He just needs to go to the center of the spring.

All this is a long time, but in fact, Xia Sheng only took less than thirty breaths to reach the strange spring. If we talk about the touch alone, the spring water here is nothing special, it is as clear and refreshing as it is, it is as vivid and invisible.

But Xia Sheng knew that he was standing above the underworld at this time.

Huangquan is the name Xia Sheng gave to the spring. There are no too confusing stories or thrilling allusions, but simply because the spring water was golden when it was first born.

In addition, the other seven remaining power seeds of Xia Sheng can also plant white springs, purple springs, and dark springs...

Later, after entrusting the blessing of an old friend, these spiritual springs finally had official names. For example, what Xia Sheng planted was the Green and Yellow Spring!

Its function is very simple, which is body quenching!

Of course, for the subjects of the Dajin Dynasty today, the word "Tempering" is already very unfamiliar, and it even exists in a few words in history, and has been erased by those with ulterior motives.

This is also the most confusing thing that Xia Sheng has been most confused since he was reborn.

The law of power and practice in this world seem to have gone astray...

However, this is not the time to pursue this matter. No matter what, when Xia Sheng officially stepped into the Biluohuangquan, his exclusive cultivation journey had already begun.

But from the surface, this process seems a bit too boring.

Neither the strange phenomena of heaven and earth were revealed, nor the slightest spiritual energy leaked, attracting others to spy on it.

At this time, Xia Sheng was like a playful boy. He escaped into the spring to avoid the scorching heat and enjoyed the rare coolness of summer.

For Xia Sheng, the process of body tempering did not make him feel painful, but he was still enjoyed. The only regret was that the spring water was too cold.

"If I had known it would be so cold, I wouldn't have to temper my body for now. I might as well use the Tibetan Feng Dark Spring to temper a magic weapon and can also defend myself!"

Xia Sheng looked full of regret, but unfortunately, even if he wanted to repent at this time, he would not be able to do so, because if he wanted to plant a second spiritual spring, he would have to wait until he was promoted to a martial arts master.

"It was all caused by that girl Qin Yan! It seems that tomorrow must not be so cheap!"

Xia Sheng shivered and thought about how to tease Qin Yan tomorrow to avenge the cold and cold revenge, but he turned a blind eye to the red light that gradually emanated from his body.

You know, this is the critical moment to be promoted to a warrior!

How many people have been waiting for this opportunity to dream of cultivating the Great Way of Martial Arts, but in Xia Sheng's eyes, it is not worth mentioning at all!

The next moment, a cloud of misty red light appeared and faintly between Xia Sheng's right wrist. Although it had not yet formed, it looked like a cold gun.

This is a matter of course.

Because in the previous lives, Xia Sheng was best at gunning, and his hand was a master of all birds paying phoenixes, and he was known as the world's number one shooting technique.

But at this moment, Xia Sheng seemed a little dissatisfied and said, "Every time I practice guns, it's so boring. This time I will change to sword cultivation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ball of light on his wrist was like a spiritual object that could understand human words. It actually shattered and condensed into an ancient sword-shaped talisman!

If others see this scene, they will definitely think that they are either crazy or the world is crazy.

Can the martial arts cultivator’s natal spiritual weapon be modified?

What the hell is this!

Of course, Xia Sheng didn't find any strange about all this. He just turned his wrist gently and nodded and said, "Well, that's right. Let me think about what kind of sword technique to choose?"

After saying that, Xia Sheng began to recall the masters of swordsmanship who left a deep impression on him in the previous lives and what the swordsmanship they practiced were like.

It's like cramming for a moment!

If Dad Xia knew about such a casual attitude, he would probably really chop him up with a kitchen knife...

In this process, the red light on Xia Sheng's skin gradually became brighter and deeper, from the beginning to the red red, gradually turned into vermilion red, then settled into the red red, and finally successfully transitioned to the dark red.

This also means that Xia Sheng's realm is gradually moving from a low-level samurai, a mid-level samurai, and a high-level samurai to the final peak of the warrior realm, and is moving at a speed visible to the naked eye!

And the time he spent was enough to do so, and it was less than half an incense stick!

If nothing unexpected happens, Xia Sheng can directly advance from a warrior to a warrior in a hundred breaths!

Such a speed of promotion of a broken mirror, not to mention that it is unprecedented and has never been known to anyone, but is like a miracle!

Even the Emperor Yunyin, who is known as the first spiritual practitioner today, took Yang Tianxiao, three hours to be promoted from a spiritual scholar to a spiritual master!

This is also the fastest record of breaking the realm known to the Dajin Dynasty.

Xia Sheng didn't know how much shock it would cause to the world if everything he did was spread out today, but he thought he wouldn't care even if he knew it.

What's more, he had already made up his mind to live his life in a low-key manner and quietly.

Everything he does now is just to be able to protect himself.

But even so, Xia Sheng's actions were enough to arouse both the people and the gods.

Because when he saw the red light outside his body was about to turn bright orange, it also meant that he could finally advance from a warrior to a martial artist, Xia Sheng suddenly walked out of the spring water!

"It's so cold today that I can't even remember a sword move. Forget it, I won't get enough of it. Come again tomorrow if I have time..."

Muttering, Xia Sheng shook the splashes on his body neatly, then put on his clothes as fast as possible, and waved his hands very simply.

The next moment, the crystal clear power seed shot back from the bottom of the water again, hidden into his fingertips and disappeared.

Xia Sheng looked at the rainbow trout in the pond, smiled, and said, "The remaining spring water will be cheap for you, let's go..."

As he said that, Xia Sheng waved to the fish under the water as if he was saying goodbye to his old friends, and then took a step and walked down the mountain without looking back.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the rainbow trouts deep in the cold pool seemed to really understand Xia Sheng's words, swam into the spring water, and their heads were neatly arranged in the direction of Xia Sheng's departure, and there seemed to be a sense of reluctance in their eyes.

I have to say that after being tempered by the body through the Biluohuangquan, Xia Sheng's physical fitness immediately improved significantly. Not only did he get wind all the way, he was extremely fast, but he also did not blush or breathe after walking for several miles. The only regret was that his physique had not changed at all.

He still has a slightly thin body, and there is no momentum or domineering like a warrior.

Of course, Xia Sheng didn't care about this. What he was really worried about now was how to explain his whereabouts to his father when he got home later?

Will my father be beaten up for this?

This is a very serious question.

Sure enough, when Xia Sheng secretly slipped back to the backyard from the high wall outside Wanfu Building, he saw Xia Hong sitting solemnly at the door of the house, holding a slightly yellowed piece of paper in his hand, and a kitchen knife that had accompanied him for decades at his feet. The atmosphere was very solemn.

Xia Sheng walked to his father with trepidation, swallowed hard, tried to make a smile, and said, "Dad, why haven't you cooked in the kitchen now?"

"Cooking? I want to cook you now! Let you stay in the house honestly, but where are you going crazy?"

Xia Sheng looked bitter and was about to bring out the reason he racked his brains to make up, but Xia Hong suddenly waved his hand and sighed a long sigh.

"Oh, forget it, I'll spare you today and come and sit down."

Upon hearing this, Xia Sheng not only did not feel like he had a life after the disaster, but was full of vigilance.

Why did my father, who has always been irritable, suddenly change his temper today? Not only did he not spank himself, he even didn't pursue the matter of him stealing out?

If something goes wrong, there will be a demon!

So Xia Sheng waved his hand angrily: "Dad, no need, I'll stand..."

Xia Sheng's heart was open to this, just kidding, if there was something wrong later, standing would be faster than sitting!

Xia Hong did not notice Xiao Jiujiu in Xia Sheng's heart. Seeing this, he stopped saying anything more. Instead, he raised his hand and spread the yellowed paper in front of Xia Sheng.

Xia Sheng was stunned. He didn't know what medicine he sold in his father's gourd, so he took it carefully. However, before he could see what was written on it, he could hear Xia Hong's voice coming over in an understatement.

"Then what, I've found a wife for you. If you think there is nothing wrong with it, we'll kill this matter and choose a good day to get you married."
Chapter completed!