"Breakthrough?"
Gao Xiaohong was stunned.
She knew that Bai Ming was very strong, and his cultivation was much higher than hers.
Besides, Bai Ming was very young.
"Heavens, didn't they say that the later one's cultivation is, the harder it is to break through? Is it fake?"
Gao Xiaohong looked as if she had seen a ghost and said speechlessly,"Is this really the Age of Chaos?"
" That's because you didn't work hard enough!" Bai Ming laughed. When he had nothing to do, he would go shopping less and read the Tao Te Ching more to elevate his state of mind.”
"Go to hell!"
Gao Xiaohong rolled her eyes at him.
Thinking of the serious matter, Gao Xiaohong frowned and said,""It's just a breakthrough. How long do you need?”
Bai Ming said," The breakthrough this time is a little different. It will take at least ten days, or at most a month. You'll know when the time comes. So, you know!"”
"Alright then!"
Gao Xiaohong shook her head helplessly.
She was a sensible woman.
If he continued to pester Bai Ming when he was breaking through, it would only make him feel disgusted.
"Just tell me what you need," Gao Xiaohong said.”
"I just need some time."
Bai Ming said.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little sad.
"We've only known each other for a few days. Why does it feel like we've known each other for years?" Gao Xiaohong asked.”
"Perhaps this is my charisma!”
Bai Ming pinched his chin and pondered seriously.
"Isn't he too narcissistic?"
Gao Xiaohong said unhappily.
As the engine roared, Gao Xiaohong walked Bai Ming to the door of the white matter shop.
"You're going to cultivate in seclusion. Aren't you going to invite me in tonight?”
Gao Xiaohong suggested.
"Forget it. Women will only affect my breakthrough speed.”
Bai Ming closed the door mercilessly with a bang.
Gao Xiaohong was speechless.
Countless question marks appeared on her smooth forehead. Gao Xiaohong could only vent her anger on the Porsche 911!
"Stinky little brother, just you wait. I don't believe that I can't subdue you.”
He stepped on the accelerator and drove away with the roar of the engine.
"This old woman has quite a temper!”
In the shop, Bai Ming shook his head and smiled.
As usual, Bai Ming brewed a pot of tea and lay comfortably on the rocking chair.
His attention was focused on the system's personal interface.
"I have a total of 5650,000 merit points.”
Bai Ming, who was feeling pleased, smiled.
Five million merit points was enough for him to break through to the Golden Core Stage twice.
"I have to prepare well for this upgrade.”
Bai Ming sat up.
Golden Core was different from before.
After stepping into the Golden Core Stage, Bai Ming would become a real cultivator.
The legendary land immortals.
This meant that the lotus in Bai Ming's body was about to form a Golden Core.
Whether it was a cultivator or a demon cultivator, after forming the Golden Core, they would need to go through the Lightning Tribulation.
Bai Ming was no exception.
The closed-door cultivation he mentioned earlier was completely in preparation for transcending the lightning tribulation.
This was Bai Ming's first Thunder Tribulation.
The first lightning tribulation was an important turning point. The number of lightning bolts one could withstand and the number of lightning bolts the heavens were willing to give one depended on the cultivator's aptitude and accumulation.
In the dark, there was a destiny.
Of course, the more lightning tribulations there were, the more benefits one would obtain from transcending them.
He would become a legendary land god.
If he couldn't, his soul would scatter and he would die on the spot. All his previous efforts would be in vain.
If the cultivator was an itinerant cultivator without a decent master or guardian, he had to fight steadily and not covet the benefits of the lightning tribulation.
He couldn't lose his life for a little fate.
If possible, prepare some low-grade magic tools such as lightning rods and metal robes. This would have a miraculous effect.
Because the so-called fate could also be obtained by oneself.
Some cultivators felt that the amount of lightning was not enough, and they still had the strength, so they would try to artificially attract lightning.
Many cultivators had done this before. The tribulation lightning was not enough to temper their bodies, so they could only use the Lightning Attracting Curse to stick to the lightning rod and take a few more hits.
The effect was obvious, and the pain was obvious. It was simply fatal.
If you don't have enough foundation, it's better to be conservative and not try.
In addition, a few days before the tribulation, he had to start cultivating and fasting, prepare magic tools, and find a suitable place to transcend the tribulation.
Especially the place where the tribulation was transcending, it was extremely important. Just like how students in the mortal world had to inspect the examination venue before the college entrance examination, knowing oneself and knowing the enemy, one would never be defeated in a hundred battles.
This was what the system told Bai Ming.
Condensing a Golden Core was not a joke. If he was not careful, his soul would dissipate and he would not even have the chance to reincarnate.
In the Age of Chaos, Bai Ming, who was full of ambition, had enough strength to step into the Golden Core.
Bai Ming was a strong-willed person. Even though he had stepped into the Golden Core Stage, he wanted to be the strongest Golden Core Cultivator.
He wanted to withstand a few more bolts of heavenly lightning to temper his body.
Bai Ming had to make some preparations.
In transcending the lightning tribulation, strength was important, but equipment was equally important.
Other than his Master, who had passed away, Bai Ming did not have a master. He had to rely on himself for everything.
Fortunately, he had the system.
Bai Ming could use merit to improve the quality of the things around him.
For example, the Zhongzheng Sword that Gao Guohua had given him.
The Zhongzheng Sword's murderous aura soared into the sky, and it was already powerful. If Bai Ming added some merit to the Zhongzheng Sword, it could completely upgrade its level.
A ritual implement was needed to pass the Thunder Tribulation. As a ghost soldier, the Zhongzheng Sword could not help Bai Ming much.
Bai Ming could only use his merit to upgrade the level of the Zhongzheng Sword.
"System, add 1000,000 merit points to the Zhongzheng Sword.”
Bai Ming made up his mind.
Following the system's operation, the body of the Zhongzheng Sword emitted a golden light and began to change.
After a minute or so, both the hilt and the body of the sword had changed.
The hilt of the sword became a five-section chain, and the body of the sword was engraved with runes and images of the sun, moon, and stars.
"This... This is a bit like Master Zhang's Three Five Male and Female Evil Slaying Sword!”
Bai Ming's eyes lit up, and his face was full of amazement.
Merit was really useful.
He examined the Zhongzheng Sword in his hand, which had changed greatly, and the sound of a system notification rang in his mind.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for upgrading the Ghost Soldier Central Sword to the Spirit Treasure Central Sword!”
"Numinous treasure?"
Bai Ming was pleasantly surprised.
Spiritual treasures possessed spirituality and were no longer within the category of magic tools.
"It's not a waste to spend merit!"
Bai Ming caressed the body of the Lingbao Zhongzheng Sword, his face full of love.
With this spiritual treasure, Bai Ming could withstand a few bolts of heavenly lightning and temper his body.
Bai Ming didn't make a defensive robe. He had already decided to resist the heavenly lightning and temper his body to the limit.
What he lacked now was a cultivator to protect him.
Both Gao Xiaohong and Ah You were not strong enough, and Bai Ming could not trust them without reservation.
You can't know a man's heart by his face.
If the two of them played tricks at the critical moment of his tribulation, wouldn't they ruin his great plan?
Thinking of this, Bai Ming summoned the psychic paper man Second Master Guan from the System Space.
After careful consideration, Bai Ming added 1,000,000 merit points to the psychic paper figurine Second Master Guan, greatly hinting at the latter's strength.
In terms of merit points, Guan Yu now had the fighting strength of a ghost general.
He was many times stronger than Gao Xiaohong and Ah You.
There was no need to consider his loyalty, and he could definitely take on the responsibility of protecting Bai Ming.
Bai Ming had more than three million merit points left, which was enough for him to reach the Golden Core.
After preparing everything, Bai Ming put away the psychic paper man and returned to his bed to meditate.
While Bai Ming was meditating, the news of zombies appearing in the apartment spread like wildfire, causing a huge sensation.
Obviously, the official Harmony God was better.
The next morning, he used the rabies patient as an excuse to suppress the matter.
All the relevant videos and clues had been deleted by the officials.
Even so, the skeptical Su Hang City was still in a state of panic.
There were fewer pedestrians going out at night.
As time passed, this matter slowly faded away.
Su Hang City gradually returned to normal.
Changfeng District was in the center of Suhang City, where the city's Public Security Bureau was located.
At this moment, many people were standing at the entrance of the police station.
There was Gao Zhen, the chief of the branch office, Yang Ling and Lin Dong, Zhao Yang from the military, and He Guang from the armed police.
Everyone who had seen supernatural or zombie incidents basically stood outside the gate of the Public Security Bureau.
He looked into the distance as if he was waiting for someone.
"Inspector, is Boss Bai still in seclusion?”
While waiting, Gao Zhen asked in a low voice.
"Not yet!"
Yang Ling shook her head.
After settling everything, Yang Ling went to the white matter shop to look for Bai Ming.
The white matter shop was closed, and Bai Ming's cell phone was also turned off. Yang Ling felt very helpless.
Just as he had said that night, Bai Ming had gone into closed-door cultivation.
"When can I see you again?”
Yang Ling sighed in her heart.
"He's here!"
Gao Zhen saw that Yang Ling was absent-minded and reminded her.
Yang Ling came back to her senses and hurriedly looked over.
A red flag L5 drove quickly and stopped at the entrance of the police station.
The door of the passenger seat opened and a young Taoist priest walked out. He hurriedly opened the door of the back seat.
"Master, we're here!"
the young Taoist priest said.
"Yes!"
An old man in a linen robe walked out of the carriage.
His hair was white and his eyebrows were ten centimeters long. He looked over a hundred years old.
Strangely, there was not a single wrinkle on his face. It was as smooth as a child's face.
In front of such a mysterious old man, the legendary white-haired youth was nothing more than this.
Yang Ling was surprised.
"Is this the old heavenly master of Mount Longhu?”
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