C100 White God Poem!

Lee Zongjiu used his spirit power.

All of it was fused into the Primary Bead.

He woke up the white dragon soul.

Lee Zongjiu felt that his spirit power seemed to be bathed in an extremely warm environment. In this environment, his spirit power was also being slowly caressed. It could achieve a calming effect.

He kept exploring the void of the spirit world.

He felt the existence of the power.

However, Lee Zongjiu wandered around the vast spirit power and did not find any of the Primary Arts.

"Is my spirit power realm not enough?"

Lee Zongjiu retreated and thought to himself.

Lee Zongjiu changed his method after failing to find anything.

"If I use the aura of the Golden Dragon Soul or the Blood Dragon Soul, maybe I can find something in the white dragon soul."

Lee Zongjiu thought.

After all, Lee Zongjiu belonged to the Human Clan. If he used the aura of the Human Clan to pry into the secrets of the Dragon Clan, it would naturally be difficult for him to succeed. Therefore, Lee Zongjiu tried to imitate the aura of the Golden Dragon Soul and entered the world of the white dragon soul again.

This time, there was indeed an unusual feeling.

When Lee Zongjiu descended again, he clearly felt a sense of intimacy.

At the same time, a Primary Art gradually appeared in Lee Zongjiu's mind.

"White God Poem!"

Lee Zongjiu's eyes shone with a bright light!

White God Poem.

This was a Primordial Art found in the soul of the White Dragon Clan.

When Lee Zongjiu read the entire text, he was immediately shocked by the contents of the text.

"This White God Poem, above the content of the seventh grade, is actually still sealed in this half of the text!"

At this moment, Lee Zongjiu seemed to have seen hope.

However, Lee Zongjiu could not read this half of the text no matter what.

"Seventh grade half!"

"This White God Poem is actually a Seventh grade half spirit cultivation technique."

Lee Zongjiu became excited. A Seventh grade half was already beyond the realm of the seventh grade and the realm of the supreme being. The White Dragon Clan was indeed worthy of being the most ancient bloodline, and it was actually so powerful.

However, to obtain the last half of the text, Lee Zongjiu also needed to raise his spirit power to a certain realm first.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to succeed.

However, Lee Zongjiu was not in a hurry. As long as he could find it, he would have a chance to unravel it. As long as he existed, it would not be a problem.

It was also the difference in the speed of the time.

Although it was difficult to read the last half of the text, the White God Poem itself was an extremely powerful spirit cultivation technique.

Since Lee Zongjiu wanted to break through the realm of his previous life, he had to start a new cultivation. This White God Poem was also a chance for Lee Zongjiu.

That night, Lee Zongjiu tried to cultivate the White God Poem.

When Lee Zongjiu was cultivating the White God Poem, he could clearly feel that his White Dragon Origin Spirit seemed to have become even stronger at this moment, and a wave of power was gradually awakening.

The cultivation for the entire night had allowed Lee Zongjiu's spirit power to advance by quite a bit.

According to the standard, Lee Zongjiu's current spirit power was equivalent to the realm of a level two spirit master.

However, if the White Dragon Origin Spirit was activated, it would be equivalent to the realm of a level three spirit master.

This was not difficult to achieve.

On top of the Misty Snow Pill Sect, a thunderous sound had long since sounded out.

On this day, all the disciples were incomparably excited.

As for the disciples who represented their mountain peaks, they were all in high spirits.

On the top of the Rulieh Mountain.

At the highest point of the mountain, a figure was sitting cross-legged. When the first wave of sound swept across his body, the clothes on his body also rippled like water.

After sensing this movement, the person slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of pride could be seen in his eyes.

At this moment, the peak he was at could overlook the Misty Snow Pill Sect.

"This year is already the third year since I entered the sect. Within the Misty Snow Pill Sect, who is my opponent? Lin Yao, when I become the candidate for the future Sect Master, I won't believe that you won't be tempted by me!"

Mo Chu stood up.

The current Mo Chu was already twenty years old.

He was about the same age as Lin Yao.

However, at this moment, Mo Chu's eyes were not filled with the fighting spirit and determination of an ordinary young man. Instead, they were filled with a deep ambition that was hidden deep in his heart. Now, it was finally about to explode.

This kind of hidden tyranny was the most terrifying existence.

Mo Chu stood up. The black ink-like clothes on his body fluttered in the wind.

The wind on the mountain peak was really bone-piercing.

Mo Chu directly faced the cold wind and jumped down from the hundreds of meters tall mountain peak.

From this position, he could also land on the black stone arena.

The black stone arena was filled with people.

Lee Zongjiu also followed the Changyao Mountain's elders to the Chixia Mountain.

The disciples of the Chixia Mountain had long since prepared the reception work.

Although they were all from the same sect, they did not interact much with each other.

Under normal circumstances, they would be cultivating on their respective mountain peaks. Usually, they would only meet each other when there were activities or sect gatherings.

It was also the first time that Lee Zongjiu was on the Chixia Mountain.

Not to mention anything else, the Chixia Mountain gave off a fiery feeling. The fire elemental energy here was overflowing. Such a place was advantageous to fire elemental disciples.

Lee Zongjiu led the way, and the elder who had been in charge of signing up the day before was leading the way. Even Lin Yao was following behind him.

When they entered the black stone arena, Lee Zongjiu felt that the disciples of Changyao Mountain behind him were all boiling with excitement. The mountain-like stage appeared in front of them, and after they went on stage, they would also be accompanied by the loud shouts of their fellow disciples. At this moment, it was as if they had been blessed with glory.

"Young people are young people. What is there to be excited about?"

Lee Zongjiu said in disdain.

Lee Zongjiu, who was used to seeing life and death situations, was not moved by the appearance of this situation at all. It could even be said that he did not feel anything at all.

"Look, the genius disciple of Rulieh Mountain, Mo Chu, is descending from the sky!"

Someone shouted.

Everyone looked towards the sky.

Immediately, they saw a black shadow descending from the sky. When this figure landed, it was just like a ferocious black eagle.

"He is coming towards us!"

Wang Bi and the others also changed their expressions.

If such a height fell from the sky, it would be impossible for anyone to avoid being smashed. Everyone would instantly die.

How could this person not have any sense of safety?

Lee Zongjiu frowned.

Mo Chu landed in front of the disciples of Changyao Mountain with a boom.

Boom!

The berserk aura spread out, causing everyone's heart to tremble. This aura was really powerful.

Originally, Wang Bi was confident in showing off in this arena.

But now, when he saw Mo Chu, he felt that he couldn't even raise his head.

It was as if in front of Mo Chu, Wang Bi's strength was not worth mentioning at all. There was no need to talk about those people who didn't allow Wang Bi to do so.

This Mo Chu was like a king as he sized up Wang Bi and the others, and finally, his gaze landed on Lin Yao.

"You've improved a lot again."