Intent was a kind of mental power that was pervasive. It was more powerful than inner force and true qi when it came to tempering the body.
Internal energy, true qi, and meridians were limited, but mental energy didn't have such restrictions. As long as you could endure it, you could continue to cultivate.
There were two reasons why he was able to hold on. Secondly, his body could still withstand the tempering.
The Dragon and Tiger Intent revolved around his body like totems. They would occasionally hide in his body, tempering every inch of his flesh.
His strength continued to increase!
Moreover, the speed at which he became stronger was very fast.
His physical body was extremely strong. A golden internal force of external technique poured into his dantian, but Su Bai kept it and didn't let the internal force of the Innate Universe Technique refine it.
As time passed, the two types of intent had already tempered the flesh and blood of his entire body.
Looking inside his body, Su Bai found that his muscles, bones, and meridians were all tinged with a faint golden luster, giving off a tough feeling.
In his dantian, golden internal strength gathered together and emitted a dazzling light, like divine gold.
"Condense!"
He circulated his mental cultivation method. In an instant, his golden internal strength began to boil. Under the circulation of the dragon and tiger will, it gradually transformed into a small golden bell. The shape of the dragon and tiger on it was vivid.
After a while, the golden bell was completely solidified. It was only the size of a fist and was fixed in the center of his dantian, establishing a close connection with his body.
This was the golden bell condensed from the Dragon-Tiger Golden Bell Shield.
With a thought, the golden bell flew out from his dantian and flew out of the Divine Gate, turning into an illusory golden bell that enveloped him.
Even so, Su Bai could sense that this golden bell was no weaker than the one before.
In the end, the golden bell was formed by internal energy casually. It was not professional and could not be compared to the real Golden Bell Shield.
Although this golden bell was thin, it emitted a tenacious aura.
Su Bai looked at Huang Rong and said,"Rong, try attacking!"”
"Alright." Huang Rong was eager to try. Hearing this, she unsheathed her sword and stabbed at him.
Clang!
In the next moment, the long sword pierced the golden bell, making a sound of metal colliding. The sword edge was deflected to one side.
" So strong!" Huang Rong exclaimed as she sheathed her sword." If I want to pierce through the golden bell, I have to use the Qi Breaking Style."”
One had to know that she now had fifty years of internal strength.
If she needed to use the Qi Breaking Style to break through the defense, it meant that the defense of the golden bell had reached the top level in the world.
At the very least, he was not at the level of the Five Uniques. He did not even have the power to break through the defense.
Su Bai said,[In this way, the divine skill is complete.] When he perfected the first layer of the Dragon-Tiger Golden Bell, his defense would probably be difficult to break.”
"There are still eleven levels to this martial art," Huang Rong exclaimed."Doesn't that mean that I'm invincible?"”
Su Bai chuckled.”
Su Bai wasn't too proud of being invincible in this world.
After all, this was only a world where martial strength was limited.
The real world was the real deal. Ghosts, zombies, demons, and ghosts. Even if he cultivated the twelve layers of the Dragon-Tiger Golden Bell Shield to perfection, it would probably be a drop in the bucket.
This was something that could not be helped.
Creating the Innate Heaven and Earth Technique, Dragon-Tiger Golden Bell Shield, and completing the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms had already exhausted his mental strength and martial arts accumulation.
If he wanted to completely surpass this world and turn his martial arts into immortal martial arts, his accumulation of martial arts was simply not enough.
However, it was leisure time. Su Bai didn't want to think too much and affect his mood. Instead, he flirted with Huang Rong and had fun.
With the Snake Raising Technique in hand and the Dragon Tiger Golden Bell Cocoon, his mission was considered to have been completed.
The next day, they bid farewell to White Camel Mountain and headed to the Central Plains.
There were four people who came, but when they returned, there was one more person. It was Ouyang Feng.
Ouyang Feng was very fond of the Bodhi Crooked Snake. He couldn't wait to pay the thousand taels of gold and personally followed the group to the Central Plains to retrieve the snake.
In his original words, he said,"The Bodhi Crooked Snake is very important. How can I be at ease if I hand it over to someone else to escort it?”
Although White Camel Mountain was a big force, there were no other experts besides him, so he had to go personally.
Another thing worth mentioning was that Ouyang Feng had grounded Ouyang Ke and prohibited him from going to the Central Plains.
The reason was simple. There was a master like Su Bai in the Central Plains, so he didn't dare to let his nephew take the risk.
The Five Uniques might give him face and let his nephew go, but Su Bai would never give him face.
If he killed his nephew, he would really want to cry.
With Ouyang Feng leading the way on the return trip, the journey was much easier. They could easily find oases, water sources, and supplies.
After a few days, the group of people had already entered the grassland in the vast desert. The scenery before their eyes was green, as if they had returned to the human world from hell. This made the group of people feel better.
As he walked, the ground suddenly shook and the sound of hooves could be heard.
Su Bai frowned." There's a large troop of cavalrymen nearby. Wait here. I'll be back soon."”
He used his lightness skill and was like a golden goose stepping on the grass. In the blink of an eye, he had gone far away.
"Perfected Cultivator's lightness skill is truly extraordinary. Even if Wang Chongyang were to be reborn, he would not be able to perform the same Golden Goose Skill to such an extent.”Ouyang Feng sighed.
Ordinary people could only take thirteen steps in the air when they used the Golden Goose Skill, but Su Bai had taken hundreds of steps in the air. It was almost like flying. Wasn't that amazing?
This was no longer Qinggong.
The wind whistled in his ears. In a moment, Su Bai had found the grassland cavalry.
At this moment, the sounds of killing shook the sky on the plains. The two sides were fighting. The battlefield was at a stalemate and the situation was tragic.
Broken corpses and arms were trampled into mud by the horses, dyeing the grass red.
"Temuzhen, I'm f * cking…"
The leader of one side was exasperated and started cursing. His meaning was similar to the scolding of the Central Plains.
Thanks to the language proficiency granted by the system, Su Bai could hear the scolding clearly.
"Charge! Kill the men and leave the women behind!”
When Tiemuzhen heard the unpleasant insults, his face turned cold. He waved his whip and decided the fate of the other tribe.
Ever since the rise of the Ironwood Tribe, this kind of thing was too common. Slaughter and annexation happened every day on the grasslands.
As for the blood and tears of the small tribe, no one cared.
When all the men in the small tribe died, the remaining women would have no power to resist. They could only integrate into the new tribe and start a new life.
Even if they resisted occasionally, they could not go against the general trend. In the end, they could only turn into meat paste under the knife, or if they were lucky enough to take advantage of the situation and become the new overlord, they would continue to run wildly along the old path, killing, fusing, and so on.
This was the survival rule of the nomads!
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