Chapter 33: The Big Snow Has Arrived!

  So quickly cultivating the Spirit Snake Nine Flashes, almost every time he practiced, the realm of the Spirit Snake Nine Flashes would surge forward once, and Jiang Cheng could almost guess the role of the Black Tower Pillar in his body.

  But knowing is one thing, and what exactly happened, Jiang Cheng really didn't know.

  However, after the fifth flash of the Spiritual Snake, Jiang Cheng concentrated almost ninety percent of his spiritual focus on the Black Tower Pillar while practicing the Spiritual Snake Flash and finally made a discovery.

  Jiang Cheng discovered that when he practiced the Spirit Serpent Strike, the spirit serpent in the first layer of the Black Tower's tower window would also perform the same movement as him.

  What's even more incredible is that the spiritual snake flash cast by the soul of the black tower pillar far surpasses the spiritual snake flash cast by Jiang Cheng.

  The most miraculous thing happened, when the spiritual snake soul in the black tower column cast the spiritual snake flash, it seemed to be able to influence Jiang Cheng in an invisible way, or to convey a kind of deepest instinct to him.

  Jiang Cheng could even feel the instinct from deep within his bones, that reptilian instinct, which made the Ling Snake Flash he executed and the Ling Snake Soul in the Black Tower Pillar execute the Ling Snake Flash more and more similar.

  Jiang Cheng's Spirit Serpent Strike was similar to the one within Hei Tower, and with each similarity, Jiang Cheng's realm increased by a notch.

  Until the similarity reached 99%, Jiang Cheng's Ling Snake Flash also successfully completed the Nine Flashes of the Ling Snake.

  Jiang Cheng also discovered that as long as he started practicing Ling She Flash or Yin Lang Gui Sha, the wolf souls and snake souls inside the Black Tower would also cast the same battle soul technique at the same time.

  But they unfold, forever more perfect than Jiang Cheng.

  As soon as Jiang Cheng stopped, the wolf soul and snake spirit inside the black tower column also quieted down instantly, as if they had never moved before.

  "If I cultivate the exclusive war soul technique of the beast souls in this black tower pillar, then the time it takes for me to cultivate this war soul technique to its peak will be reduced by tens of thousands of times!"

  In half a day, Jiang Cheng only used half a day's time to complete the Ling She Jiu Shan that others need ten years or even certain opportunities to practice.

  So Jiang Cheng had no reason to suspect this inference of his own.

  This inference made him both surprised and delighted.

  Jiang Cheng didn't know what other surprises this mysterious black pillar in his body could bring him.

  Ling Snake Nine Flash has been practiced, Jiang Cheng's dedicated and determined cultivation of the Violent Torrent Fist has begun.

  However, the progress of practicing the Bao Pu Shenquan was somewhat slow, compared to the progress of the Ling She Jiu Shan, it was slow to the extreme.

  Of course, the reason is clear. The waves have already spoken on the stone wall, and the most important thing in cultivating the Bao Pu Divine Fist is to understand the meaning of the Nine Heavens Falling Endlessly.

  Although Jiang Cheng had been watching the waterfall on the stone platform for many days, his mind was filled with the sound of the waterfall falling, but he still hadn't figured out that momentum.

  Moreover, as Jiang Cheng used the secret technique left by Mo Ran to merge with the war soul more and more times, the effect of merging with the war soul on Jiang Cheng's strength enhancement also became weaker and weaker.

  Up until now, including this first time, Jiang Cheng had already merged with the war soul four times.

  The first time Jiang Cheng merged with the war soul, he directly surged with a thousand kilograms of strength, and the war soul bead was also strengthened by more than 50%.

  However, the effects of the three subsequent fusions of war souls were roughly equivalent to Jiang Cheng's first fusion.

  Jiang Cheng now doesn't use spiritual power, one punch can enter the stone four inches, with a strength of 4,000 catties. To know that in the Ge Mountain Sect, even the war soul and mountain mad bear's clan leader Ge Xiong, without using spiritual power, one punch can only reach three inches at most.

  Physical strength is something that once it grows to a certain limit, it becomes extremely difficult to increase further.

  The enhancement of power is secondary, what Jiang Cheng is most concerned about is the strengthening effect of the War Soul Pearl.

  The strengthening of the War Soul Pearl is a lifelong beneficial thing.

  Now Jiang Cheng's four Soul Gathering Beads can absorb spiritual energy in an instant, which is twice as much as before, equivalent to the amount of eight Soul Gathering Beads absorbing spiritual energy in an instant.

  No wonder he can be on par with the unrivaled master of the sea.

  Four Soul Beads can exert a power equivalent to eight Soul Beads, which is equivalent to the lower-grade Xuan-level Soul Bead owned by Jiang Cheng.

  Under the Xie En border, there are almost no soul warriors who can possess a lower-grade Xuan-level battle soul.

  Many low-ranking war souls have been promoted through soul devouring to become high-ranking war souls.

  To put it bluntly, the power of Jiang Cheng's war soul technique has increased nearly tenfold if he is willing.

  It's just that Jiang Cheng encountered a fellow practitioner who possessed a rare, low-grade Xuanwu war soul, and the gap between him and Jiang Cheng wouldn't be too great.

  Compared to the strengthening of the War Soul Pearl, Jiang Cheng's cultivation had smoothly broken through to the fifth level of the Cheng En Realm two days ago, which wasn't a big deal.

  Every seven days, take two to three drops of Shilu, and every day absorb the medicinal properties of two stalks of Jianye grass. If Jiang Cheng's cultivation still can't reach the fifth level of Cheng'en Realm, then he might as well die.

  Rumble!

  On the stone stage, Jiang Cheng's eyes were fixed intently on the waterfall in front of him, which cascaded down like a silver river, motionless.

  The mighty waterfall cascades down from the ninth heaven with an unending intent, and Jiang Cheng still hasn't figured out its profound meaning until now.

  One or two hours had passed, and Jiang Cheng's eyes were getting a bit sour from staring.

  Suddenly, snowflakes fluttered down one after another in the sky, slowly drifting down with the distant waterfall.

  Between movement and stillness, the snowflakes slowly falling from the sky and the waterfall rushing down in a loud roar create a vivid contrast of dynamic and static sensations.

  Crack!

  Jiang Cheng only felt a sudden flash of light before his eyes, and the snowflakes falling from the sky formed a violent waterfall. In Jiang Cheng's eyes, it was already another scene.

  He sprang up from the ground and threw a punch.

  Bakusui Shinken First Form: Hiryū Chokka!

  A lightning-like fist shadow flashed by, and Jiang Cheng's fist thundered towards the waterfall in front of him.

  A mighty waterfall crashes down from the sky!

  A visible waterfall in front of me, which had been falling continuously, paused for a moment.

  On the stone stage, Jiang Cheng, who had just gained some insight, was like a madman, tirelessly performing the Bō Pù Shén Quán over and over again.

  As time went on, with a whoosh of fists, Jiang Cheng's punch burst out, and amidst the rumbling sound, it actually carried the sound of a waterfall crashing down.

  At the same time, as Jiang Cheng's practice time grew longer and longer, the snowflakes in the sky fluttered and fell more and more, and before long, the distant mountains were capped with thin layers of snow.

  On the stone platform where Jiang Cheng was practicing, there was a violent waterfall that never stopped. Although no snowflakes were falling, the breath coming out of Jiang Cheng's mouth had already turned into thick white mist.

  Boom!

  A strange and violent roar suddenly sounded, Jiang Cheng faced the endless waterfall in front of him and punched out fiercely!

  A mighty waterfall crashes down from the sky!

  At the moment the fist wind came out, in the white and bright water line, a dark green color suddenly appeared, and the violent waterfall was actually blasted out of a small gap by Jiang Cheng's punch.

  The next moment, Jiang Cheng's body was like a large bird, suddenly flipping over, and a punch reversed and struck out. The spiritual power on his fist actually transformed into layer after layer of fist shadows, surging out in waves.

  A thousand waterfalls!

  The force of his punch was so powerful that the torrential waterfall falling from a thousand meters high in the sky couldn't even penetrate the range of Jiang Cheng's fist shadow, causing the waterfall to break off once again.

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  Three arrows shot by Jiang Cheng hit the waterfall and crashed into the opposite mountain cliff with a loud rumble.

  "What a terrifying power!" Jiang Cheng clenched his fist and stood up, with a look of astonishment on his face. "It seems that the violent waterfall punch created by Lang Qianxun, the senior who crossed the sea, must be at least a low-grade Xuan rank."

  His face relaxed, gazing at the snowflakes filling the sky, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but smile easily. After many days of bitter contemplation with no results, he hadn't expected that it would be these small snowflakes gently falling from the sky that would help him successfully comprehend the momentum.

  "Snow? Heavy snow?" Just half a smile, Jiang Cheng couldn't laugh anymore.

  The smile on his face suddenly stiffened as he gazed at the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

  Especially in the sky, the big snow has now turned into a fluttering goose hair snow.

  "Heavy snow blocks the mountain, and it's actually ahead of schedule!"

  At the moment when he thought of this, Jiang Cheng almost like a monkey with its buttocks burned, slipped from the stone platform into the water curtain cave below, and in three or two times, he had packed up his personal belongings and was ready to interrupt his cultivation and leave.

  According to An Jiangcheng's plan, he would cultivate here for a few more days and set off three or four days before the Martial Arts Conference, arriving at the Return of the Clan just in time for the conference.

  However, due to this heavy snow, he had to return to his tribe.

  Every year's heavy snowfall period is the most difficult time for the tribes who live in the mountains and rely on the mountains for food, especially when the tribe is extremely short of food this year.

  But now the most critical thing is that this year's heavy snowfall has closed off the mountain, and it actually came nearly half a month earlier than in previous years.

  In previous years, it usually didn't snow heavily until early December, but this year, the heavy snow came as early as mid-November.

  This is absolutely devastating news for the tribe!

  This heavy snow may bring a nightmare-like winter to the tribe!

  "Thank you, senior, for the kindness of drawing. If junior is lucky enough to meet senior again in the future, I will repay it!" After bowing his head in front of the mural in the Water Curtain Cave, Jiang Cheng's figure flashed and he used his hands and feet to climb up the stone wall at an extremely fast speed.

  "Stop snowing!"

  In action, Jiang Cheng had already begun to pray, he didn't even dare think that the premature snow would bring how much great suffering to Ge Mountain!

  Jiang Cheng left the Water Curtain Cave, and Ge Mountain's Ah Gong also stepped out of the wooden building, looking at the rapidly increasing snow on the ground, the goose feather-like snow in the sky, his eyebrows instantly furrowed into a "川" shape.

  He let out a long sigh, and a single tear rolled down from the corner of Grandpa's eye...

  Heaven's wrath is coming, what can human power do?

  At the same moment, the Ling Gong of the Huli tribe, the Ling Gong of the Feiyu department, the Ling Gong of the Jinguang department, the Ling Gong of the Banyue department... The Ling Gong of all the other eight departments of Bai Hun also stepped out of their residences at this instant.

  Gazing at the goose feather-like snowflakes that suddenly appeared in the sky, with a desolate and sorrowful expression...

  At the same time, Bai Feibao, the chief of the White Swirl tribe, rushed into the Spirit Palace where Grandmaster Bai was meditating and exclaimed: "Grandmaster, it's snowing! It's snowing heavily! The heavy snow is going to seal off the mountain ahead of schedule!"

  When the voice of Bai Fei Bao fell, Bai Hunbu Dali Gong Bai Ce, who was standing by the window, had already made a devout sacrifice to the tall ancestral spirit column of Bai Hunbu.

  "Ancestors bless and protect, Heaven bless Bai Hun!"

  The next moment, Bai Hun's Great Spirit Bai Ce suddenly stood up, his face changing from piety to a fierce aura: "Fei Bao, issue an order to the various tribes, the reward for the top three in this year's martial arts competition has been changed!"

  The layout is almost done, and the big show in the mountains has begun!

  Thank you for your reward support, bowing!