Tang San returned to his residence quietly, while Wang Zhong was still practicing on the bed. Tang San could feel that Wang Zhong was still in good condition while practicing the Wind Wolf Transformation.
Tang San himself also sat on the bed, quickly mobilizing Xuantian Gong to activate the part of the Wind Wolf bloodline power that he had just absorbed into his body.
For him, today was an important test. The result of this test would determine whether he could continue to make breakthroughs and whether he could find a way to break through. If possible, it would be very beneficial to his future cultivation.
This test was divided into two parts. The first was to observe whether he could help himself break through the bottleneck after swallowing the wind wolf bloodline power to restore his bloodline power, or should we say that he lost his bloodline power completely.
Both aspects were very important and related to his future cultivation path.
He had been able to operate Xuantian Gong freely. After devouring the third-level wind wolf bloodline power, he had a very clear feeling that the bottleneck of Xuantian Gong had been loosened. However, when he activated Xuantian Gong again, he found that the feeling had disappeared. The bottleneck that was originally somewhat loose seemed to have been suppressed invisibly, and still failed to complete the breakthrough.
This made Tang San frown. If it was different from what he imagined, it would be a huge blow to him. His cultivation was limited to this level, which was a big problem. He needed to find another way out.
He was not impatient and continued to operate Xuantian Gong silently, gradually dissolving the bloodline power that had been devoured.
The power of Xuantian Gong became more solid, and although its level had not increased, the total amount seemed to be a little more than before. At the same time, Tang San discovered that the Wind Wolf brand on his body had become stronger.
Simply put, the wind blades he could condense would be larger. When he used the Xuantian Technique to activate this brand, some characteristics of the wind wolf would appear in his breath, and now, this change seemed to be even more obvious.
After absorbing Zhu Jiaxin's demon god transformation energy and the power of the wind wolf bloodline, Leopard Flash was obviously stronger than Wind Blade, so the effect was also better. Although the wind blade condensed from the blood of the wind wolf had a certain power, it was not too strong. But after absorbing the power of the third level wind wolf bloodline today, the wind blade brand had clearly become stronger. When he used the Xuantian Technique to activate his brand, not only would the wind wolf's aura become stronger, but his wind blade would also become much larger and stronger when used.
Tang San silently felt his own changes, and slowly made up his mind.
He was now basically certain that Xuantian Gong could indeed strengthen itself by absorbing the power of the blood of the monster clan. During this absorption process, the power of the swallowed bloodline would turn into a part of Xuantian Gong, which would help speed up your cultivation. At the same time, the traits in the bloodline would also form a brand and remain, so that one could transform it through Xuantian Gong and transform it into the ability represented by the bloodline brand. This was a rather strange change, and it should be a change that only Xuantian Gong had. In other words, he could form a brand by absorbing the power of different monster blood, so that he could have the ability of the monster. This was very interesting. And his previous guess might be correct. If he wanted to break through the bottleneck and not be suppressed by this plane, then devouring the power of the blood of the monster clan was a necessary way. It was true that he had felt his bottleneck loosening before. The main reason why he had not succeeded in breaking through was because the energy he had swallowed was not strong enough. It was a third-level wind wolf, and the energy intensity in its bloodline was not as good as the third-level peak of his Xuantian Gong. Therefore, if he wanted to continue to break through, he might have to swallow the power of the fourth-level wind wolf blood.
By devouring the bloodline power of higher level monsters, his aura became more like a high level monster clan at that time. When the pressure on the plane was relaxed, he should be able to break through the bottleneck and reach the fourth level. Moreover, he very much doubted that starting from the bottleneck at the third level, the future breakthrough might have to be like this to avoid being suppressed by himself at this level. If so, then he would have a direction and goal in his practice. The next step was to find a fourth level wind wolf and try to devour and absorb the bloodline power of a fourth level wind wolf. There were not many fourth level Fenglangs in Fenglang Town, but there were fourth level ones here! Otherwise, as a follower, he would not be able to live in such a house. Among the followers of Wind Wolf Town, he must be the strongest. The next step was to observe whether the third level wind wolf that he had swallowed and absorbed the bloodline power could restore its bloodline power. If the third level wind wolf could recover, Tang San could start preparing to look for a fourth level wind wolf, which would not be easy to find. If the wind wolf could not recover, Tang San would have to be silent for a while. The wind wolf clan might be confused by the inexplicable loss of bloodline power. One is fine, but the fourth-level wind wolf has the same problem, and even a fool can tell that something is wrong. With this judgment, Tang San's mentality stabilized and he continued to practice the Xuantian Technique silently. He can't break through the bottleneck now, but based on his cultivation experience, it is always good to accumulate more and gain more, and when the breakthrough comes, it will be a great thing. The more solid the foundation is now, the easier it will be to practice in the future. In the next few days, Tang San and the others studied and practiced with Wang Yanfeng every day. Every day, he taught them knowledge in the morning and the practice of wind wolf transformation in the afternoon. The lives of these five people are very fulfilling, compared to the previous slave life, it can be said to be like heaven and earth.
Ling Muxue's mood had never been good, but she was very serious when practicing and studying. After a few days of studying, everyone's talents were revealed. Among the three brothers of the Wang family, Wang Chao, who had the highest awakening level, was less talented. Wang Zhong and Wang Xiaolei were equally talented. The three of them were slightly worse than Ling Muxue. After a few days of guidance and training in the wind wolf transformation, Ling Muxue was now able to display the wind wolf transformation to a certain degree. Although she still couldn't condense the wind blade, even Wang Yanfeng would praise the speed of progress. As for Tang San, he was different from them. Wang Yanfeng was very surprised when he saw the wind blade released by Tang San become larger. Because even though the wind blade had been strengthened, Tang San would not transform into a wind wolf, and not a single wolf fur grew. This made Wang Yanfeng very curious, but he did not ask. He would also teach Tang San some additional skills on how to control the wind blade. In these few days, Tang San's experiment had been completed. He secretly went out every night to find the wind wolf whose bloodline power he had swallowed before. He did not find it on the first day, nor on the second day. On the third day, he saw the wind wolf from a distance. Compared to before being devoured by him, this wind wolf was obviously a bit weaker. But after observation, Tang San discovered that the wind wolf's bloodline power should have recovered some, and was gradually recovering. Since Feng Lang had not appeared for the past two days, he was probably recuperating at home to restore his bloodline power. In other words, the bloodline power he had devoured could be recovered through rest, but it only took a certain amount of time. For Feng Lang, it was like falling ill.