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night.

Inside the dilapidated house, Liu Ziji looked at the potential points displayed on the system panel, smiling happily.

[Potential Points: 114]

The potential point of 110 four is a huge sum of money.

However, how to spend it is a problem.

After thinking about it, Liu Ziji decided to give Huan Mo Shen Gong and Zhi Sheng Qian Kun Gong a few clicks first.

Try the effects of the two first, and then add points as appropriate.

[Would you like to spend potential points * 10 to increase the proficiency of the Supreme Holy Universe Kungfu + 1000? 】

Seeing the system prompt, Liu Ziji was a little surprised.

The conversion ratio of this plus point seems a bit too low.

I remember that when he added some Wenchi to refill ink, the exchange ratio of potential points to proficiency was [-]:[-]!

But now the exchange ratio of the most holy Qiankun Gong is actually one to one hundred!

One to ten, this is the exchange ratio after Wenchi Xumo's ordinary internal skill reaches more than 100 levels (the higher the quality of martial arts, the lower the exchange ratio)!

However, although the exchange rate is high, the points that should be added still need to be added.

【Ding!Your proficiency of the most holy Qiankun Gong is +1000!At present, the level of Zhisheng Qiankun Gong is lv4. 】

[Internal power * the most holy Qiankun power lv4 (slightly peeking at the fur)! 】

As the sound swept down, a blue-white hot current vaguely formed in Liu Ziji's dantian.

Is this the most holy Qiankun Gong?

With a thought in his mind, Liu Ziji began to control this internal force to move along the tendons according to the formula of the most holy Qiankun kung fu.

Wherever he was thinking, the hot current would circulate, and at the same time give him a feeling of comfort.

Liu Ziji insisted on guarding his thoughts, and guided this hot current to go through the Twelve Classics according to his mind.

With each cycle he made, the heat flow increased, but only slightly.

But Liu Ziji soon ran into a problem.

That is, when the inner breath reaches the eight extraordinary meridians, it is still unable to penetrate in one breath.

This is because his eight extraordinary meridians have not been opened up.

To practice internal strength, as long as any one of the eight extraordinary meridians runs through, it will be of great benefit.

Those who have access to the eight meridians can ascend to the sky and enter the earth, omnipotent.

However, none of Liu Ziji's eight extraordinary meridians are connected.

He had no choice but to guide his inner breath and cycle through the twelve scriptures again to practice.

For a moment, Liu Ziji's whole body was full of blue and white zhenqi, which flowed freely in his limbs and bones.

Of course, although the Eight Meridians of the Extraordinary Meridian have not been opened, Liu Ziji believes that he will sooner or later.

After all, when the most holy Qiankun kung fu is cultivated to a high level, it can penetrate the eight extraordinary meridians of the human body, hold the essence and keep the orifice, and guide the heart into one.

After practicing for a while, Liu Ziji finished his work and opened his eyes, feeling as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring.

Cool!

This is Liu Ziji's current feeling.

Although Liu Ziji had never been a fan, he felt that the feeling of practicing kung fu was definitely better than being a fan!

Immediately afterwards, Liu Ziji turned his attention to the magic ink magic skill.

[Would you like to spend potential points * 10 to increase the proficiency of the Supreme Holy Universe Kungfu + 1500? 】

Yes!

【Ding!Your proficiency of the most holy Qiankun Gong +1500!The current level of magic ink magic skill is lv4. 】

[Internal strength * magic ink magic power lv5 (slightly peeking at the fur)! 】

After adding ten potential points to the Magic Ink Magic Art, Liu Ziji's body also gradually had a black inner force.

With the appearance of this internal force, another blue-white internal force gradually surged over.

There will be no conflicts, right?

Feeling the changes in his body, Liu Ziji was a little nervous for a while.

There will be situations of mutual generation and mutual restraint between internal strength.

Xiangsheng is similar to Wulei Tianxinjue and the most holy Qiankun Gong.Xiangke, it is similar to Longquan Seven Star Art and Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art.

If the Magic Ink Divine Art and the Most Holy Qiankun Art cannot be dealt with, it will be a bit miserable.

But the system already has a "very inclusive" evaluation in the introduction to the Magic Ink Art, so there shouldn't be any problems, right?

At this time, as the ink color's internal force increased, the two internal forces inevitably collided.

For the source of living water.

Internal forces are all circulating, and it is impossible for Liu Ziji to keep him still, and the collision is also reasonable.

Fortunately, there was no violent conflict between these two internal forces, but they converged instead.

After the two collided together, they merged first, and then separated again, as if they were inseparable...

Is this the extremely strong inclusiveness of the magic ink magic skill?

Liu Ziji calmed down slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Ziji opened his right hand, and a black internal force filled his palm.

"Is this the Magic Ink Art?"

With a thought in his mind, Liu Ziji immediately drew out his long sword.

This dark internal force gradually covered the long sword.

Looking at the black long sword in his hand, Liu Ziji couldn't help being taken aback.

This is kind of familiar...

Isn't this a different kind of domineering armed color?

Liu Ziji gradually understood the role of so-called shaping.

But it should be more than that.

Liu Ziji suddenly thought of the shadow of a human figure that Cui Jue had manipulated.

The black shadow seemed to extend out of the water.

There is no doubt that the black shadow that is as flexible as a human body is also the ability of the magic ink magic skill.

But with Liu Ziji's current ability, he couldn't do this at all.

But moving is not enough, but stillness should work, right?

Liu Ziji pondered.

Immediately, Liu Ziji mobilized his own weak internal power of magic ink magic skill and transported it to the palm of his hand.

A stream of ink began to surge in his hands.

After a while, a sword purely composed of black true energy appeared in Liu Ziji's hand.

It's just that this ink sword is a bit too short.

But the length of the palm.

Liu Ziji couldn't help thinking.

It may be that one's own internal strength and realm are not enough.

The internal strength of a small star is really too little!

Moreover, most of his current internal strength is obtained through the cultivation of Wenchi Xumo.

He had to find a way to transform the internal force of Wenchi Xumo into the most holy Qiankun skill or magic ink magic skill.

This is not something that can be done in a short time.

A long way to go.

Although he wanted to take action immediately, but looking at the night, Liu Ziji dismissed the idea.

Things need to be slowed down, haste makes waste, it's time to sleep.

......

After three days of such very regular assignments, Liu Ziji was finally summoned by Li Cunli.

To be precise, it was actually summoned by the Holy Master of the Tongwen Museum.

The place of the summoning was the chief rudder of the Tongwen Museum.

The location of the main rudder of Tongwen Museum is in the dense forest outside Taiyuan City.

There are many buildings here, and in the center of these buildings is a large pit about ten meters deep.

This big pit is actually called a pot.

It is modeled on a kind of torture in Shang Dynasty.

It's just that the current Great Shang Dynasty has long since abolished this kind of torture.

The inside of the basin is filled with densely packed hundreds of holy dragons.

The so-called holy dragon is actually a poisonous snake with white eyebrows.

It was set up to deal with the lives of some traitors and captured enemies in Tongwenkan.

In addition, it also has the function of providing venom.

In Tongwenguan's hidden weapon Jinxing thorn, what was smeared was the poison of white eyebrows and abdomen.

Moreover, these white-browed belly poisons are all individually prepared by the masters of Tongwen Hall, and only they have the antidote.

As soon as Liu Ziji came here, he heard the continuous hiss of poisonous snakes spitting out letters.

Hearing this voice, goosebumps rose for a while.

But he remained calm.

If he behaved badly in front of Li Siyuan, the Holy Master of the Tongwen Museum, he might be thrown down to feed the holy dragon.

As he walked, Liu Ziji came to the edge of the basin.

And here, there happened to be one person standing.

The lord of Tongwenkan, Li Siyuan!