One Piece: God of War

"Your technique is close to the Tao, but it is not perfect yet. It is only the last step. If you have my help and the cold pool to help you, it may not be difficult to break through to the Great Perfection. Xuanhuang Zhenren's latest chapter."

The man could naturally see Mo Wen's current state, and said with a seductive tone.

A technique close to Tao, once practiced to perfection, will explode with quite terrifying power. That power is close to the power of the Immortal Realm. Even if the total amount is not much, in terms of quality, it can crush almost all warriors under the Immortal Realm.

The ninth level of Jiuyin Divine Art is the ultimate in the world's Zhiyin Zhihan technique, and Mo Wen is also looking forward to it.

However, he would not believe this man hanging on the chain. He was either a traitor or a thief when he showed his courtesy for nothing. What's more, in this situation, this man was obviously not a good person. Cultivation was a very dangerous thing. How could he be trusted? .

"You should take care of yourself. With the power of this cold pool, I can break through."

Mo Wen sneered, even though he was so far away, the water of the Cold Pond could faintly pull the Nine Yin Qi in his body. If he were in the Cold Pond, he would definitely have the hope of breaking through to the ninth level of the Nine Yin Divine Art.

Mo Wen ignored the man and stepped forward towards the cold pool. After knowing that the warrior in the realm of immortality was imprisoned, Mo Wen didn't worry much about him.

He was imprisoned on the cold pool, and the power he could exert was nothing more than the power of divine consciousness and the power of ice.

If other warriors encounter him, they may not be able to resist at all, but Mo Yu is different. These two powers will have minimal effect on him.

It was almost impossible for the man to avoid asking questions.

When Mo Wen stepped on the water of the cold pool, an astonishing cold air poured into his whole body from the soles of his feet. The cold air had an astonishing spirituality.

In just an instant, the Nine Yin Qi in Mo Wen's body began to spin crazily, like a hungry man encountering delicious food, gobbling up the cold air pouring into his body.

Mo Wen walked to the center of the cold pool and crossed the center. The cold air in the cold pool became stronger, and the cold air in the central area was so cold that Mo Wen's whole body was trembling.

But he endured the chill. He knew that breaking through the ninth level was not an easy task. Without the help of the cold air in the center of the cold pool, it would be difficult to succeed.

The imprisoned man looked at Mo Wen quietly. Mo Wen rejected him. As expected, Mo Wen agreed to him without hesitation. Without any defense, he would feel weird.

"This cold pool is a strange object that can breed three-color cold energy. It is a blessing for you to encounter this cold pool."

There was a sigh in the man's tone. If he was not imprisoned and could practice in this cold pool for hundreds of years, he would definitely have a breakthrough in his cultivation. Unfortunately, the iron chain not only imprisoned his body, but also imprisoned his strength. Even his soul was imprisoned.

Five hundred years have passed in a blink of an eye. Not only has his cultivation not improved at all, but it has regressed a lot, and now it is even more exhausted. Coming to the end of life.

"Three Colors of Cold Vitality"

Mo Wen was shocked, that was something from legend. Yuan Qi is the purest energy bred between heaven and earth. The group of Yuan Qi he absorbed in the Qinggu Secret Realm back then was only one color of Yuan Qi, and the more colors the Yuan Qi had. The higher the rank, the legendary highest vitality is the nine-color vitality.

In addition to the grades of vitality, some special vitality also has its own attributes. However, this type of vitality is quite rare, and most of them are the top dandies of the prosperous Tang Dynasty without attributes. The three-color cold vitality is almost as valuable as the five-color vitality for monks who practice cold-attribute power.

"It's a pity that the moment the three-color cold energy is conceived, if there is no special way to collect it, it will merge into the cold pool the next moment. The collector only has a moment. I don't know if anyone has collected it in this cold pool. Three-color cold energy, but in recent thousands of years, the three-color cold energy nurtured by the cold pool must have been integrated into the cold pool. Therefore, the cold energy you absorb is the energy diluted by the three-color cold energy."

The man looked at Mo Wen with a somewhat envious look. His body was restricted. Although he had been imprisoned here for five hundred years, he had no other benefits except suffering from the severe cold.

This boy is different. He is not restricted and can freely absorb the energy here.

"No wonder this cold pool is so magical."

A flash of understanding flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. Things that can breed three-color cold energy are almost all rare things in the world, not to mention those three-color cold energy are also integrated into the pool water, which in turn nourishes the cold pool.

Knowing in his heart that this cold pool is precious, Mo Wen stopped being distracted and absorbed the power of this cold pool wholeheartedly.

However, not long after he absorbed it, he suddenly felt a terrible aura released from the man, and the aura covered the entire valley.

He opened his eyes immediately and looked at the person warily.

Although that person couldn't do anything to him, if he wanted to destroy his cultivation, there was nothing he could do.

What he didn't expect was that the power was not aimed at him, but

Mo Wen discovered that the energy around the cold pool was continuously gathering towards the center, driven by a force. Where he was, the cold air became more and more intense and pure, as if it had been filtered by someone.

A flash of surprise flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. The man was obviously helping him, making it easier for him to absorb the power of the cold pool.

"Thank you for your help, senior."

Mo Wen clasped his fists at the man. No matter what, the man was helping him. Of course, he still had doubts in his heart and didn't know the other party's purpose. But for now, it should be a good thing.

"I am a dying person, and it is fate that I can meet you. You can practice with peace of mind."

The man closed his eyes after saying that, as if he was really just helping.

The light in Mo Wen's eyes flickered for a few times. After finding that the man made no movement, he simply sat down and devoted himself to practicing.

Time passed little by little, and the day and night passed in the blink of an eye.

Mo Wen has always been sitting cross-legged in the middle of the cold pool, practicing wholeheartedly. There are layers of cold mist surrounding him. If you observe carefully, you can find that those cold mist are very extraordinary, actually releasing waves of spiritual fluctuations.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes opened at some point, always staring at Mo Wen. The light in their eyes was complex, exciting, and a little stunning.

"Sure enough, he is an extraordinary genius. I may have underestimated him before, but his inner energy actually contains a lot of spirituality. Spiritual power is a high-end manifestation of the power of heaven and earth. Beyond ordinary power, only Only monks at the Yuan Shen realm and above can master it. His inner energy actually contains more than 50 spiritual powers. What is going on?"

"I'm afraid those people who are born with spiritual bodies are not monsters, right? It means that with the help of his inner energy, he can activate some magic weapons and formations. He is simply a monster, Ghost Eye Onmyoji."

The more he observed and asked, the more surprised he became. This young man may not have outstanding cultivation, but his potential was simply immeasurable.

Originally, he thought that even with the catalysis of the cold pool, it would take at least ten days for Mo Wen to break through to the perfect state. But the inner Qi in his body contains a high level of spirituality. He can absorb cold Qi with twice the result with half the effort, almost as much as him.

I am afraid that at dawn, he will be able to break through to Dzogchen. He has seen many evil geniuses in the world, but this is the first time he has encountered such a unique person.

The sky was getting brighter, a hint of white appeared in the sky, and a red sun slowly poked its head out from the clouds.

Mo Wen, who was located in the center of the cold pool with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. The next moment, an astonishing cold-attribute power burst out from him, like a storm, sweeping across the entire valley in an instant.

That cold pool actually condensed into ice in an instant. It was a strange thing that hadn't happened in a thousand years. Even the mysterious person in the Immortal Realm couldn't do it. But the moment Mo Wen made a breakthrough, he faintly pulled out the most original power in the world, and instantly froze the cold pool.

Above the cold pool, the figure imprisoned by the iron chain couldn't help but tremble.

"What a terrible cold."

The man's eyelids trembled, and the shock in his eyes was indescribable. The last time the cold pond was frozen was three hundred years ago. When the three-color cold energy was integrated into the cold pond, he saw with his own eyes that the extremely cold cold pond was frozen and it took a year for it to melt. This was the second time he saw the cold pool being frozen. With the young man's strength, it was almost impossible to do it. It must have been the moment he broke through, activating the most original three-color cold energy in the cold pool. Such a spectacle appeared.

Mo Wen slowly stood up from the center of the cold pool. Standing on the frozen lake, he felt that the Nine Yin Qi in his body had undergone earth-shaking changes.

That was a qualitative change, a complete transformation.

"The cold attribute power you now possess is no less than mine in terms of quality."

The man looked at Mo Wen with a somewhat complicated look. He was a Yuanshen realm warrior who practiced the mysteries of the cold attribute. This young man actually mastered the power of the attribute no less than him when he was an ordinary warrior.

Although the quantity cannot be compared with him, the quality is not inferior at all. There are only a few ordinary warriors who can withstand this kind of cold attribute power. This young man's current cultivation level may not be high, but in terms of combat effectiveness, I am afraid that only a handful of warriors below the realm of immortality can surpass him.

"I didn't expect that the ninth level of Jiuyin Divine Art would be like this. If I hadn't relied on the power of this cold pool, I might not be able to break through to the ninth level even if I practice for another hundred years."

Mo Wen felt a sigh of relief in his heart. The 34th generation leader of the Ming Cult was truly a genius. He could perfect a secular Kung Fu to this extent. I am afraid that after he became an immortal, his achievements would definitely be extraordinary.

However, although his Nine Yin Magic Skills had reached perfection, new problems also arose. His Nine Sun Divine Art is still at the eighth level. Although it is only one level different, the gap is huge. The balance he has always maintained has been broken because of this breakthrough. This is very important to his In terms of cultivation, it is a big influence.

Because of the imbalance in his body, it will become more difficult, or even impossible, for him to break through to the realm of Wuzong.

But if one can practice the Nine Yang Divine Art to the ninth level and establish a balance again, I am afraid that it will be a matter of course to break through to the realm of Wuzong.

However, reaching the ninth level of the Nine-Yang Divine Art is probably not an easy task. See more Weixin official account: hhxs665