Qu Xiaoqing's wish was undoubtedly disappointed because when she arrived at the dojo on time the next day at noon, she did not see Ding Meng's figure.
"Where is he?
Is he still sleeping? "
Qu Xiaoqing deliberately stopped the car when she passed by the gate of Qingze Park today. Unfortunately, there was no one on the park bench.
Hu Qi hurriedly explained with a smile, "Miss Qu, Ding Meng felt that he was not suitable to be a sparring partner, so he resigned last night."
"Oh."
Qu Xiaoqing disappointedly responded. She could basically guess what had happened. The dojo was definitely afraid of offending her and dismissed Ding Meng.
"Then where is he now?" Qu Xiaoqing still had a glimmer of hope.
Hu Qi replied, "Sorry, I don't know."
Ding Meng was obviously no longer in Qingze Town. At this moment, he was sitting in Adu's big and broken purchase truck, rocking back and forth on the country road back to Qingxi Village.
The afternoon sun was strong, and the wind blew through the golden wheat waves. The fragrance of the rice field was refreshing. Ding Meng enjoyed this feeling very much because it felt like he was returning home.
Although he had only worked for a day in the Vast Martial Arts Club, he had still earned a sum of money. With 5000 tokens, he went to the business center and bought 50 bottles of 1300 + high-end nutrient solution. This batch of supplies was enough to support his next training.
Old Yu was still working in the field. When he saw Ding Meng return, he was very happy. "Little Ding, you're back. How was it?
Did you get anything from the town? "
Ding Meng took out 5 bottles of high-end nutrient solution from his backpack and stuffed them into Old Yu's hands. "Not much, but there are still some. Old Yu, you take them first."
The explanation of the 1300 + Deca content clearly surprised Old Yu. "Little Ding, you have to be frugal. The 1300 Deca content is too expensive. You can buy more if you change it to 500 Deca content. Did the shopping guide in the business center recommend you to buy the more expensive one?"
Under Old Yu's scolding but also full of concern, Ding Meng went into his cabin with satisfaction. 45 bottles of high-end nutrient solution, no matter what, it should be enough to support the next cultivation.
"Ding Meng, don't think it's that simple. Our Diamond Star Technique isn't some low-end technique. The further you go, the harder it gets."
Little Rascal explained, "The same goes for Origin points. Every Origin point is easy at first, but when you're about to complete it, it becomes very complicated and difficult. You have to focus."
After spending a day in the dojo, Ding Meng had basically figured out the empire's standards for cultivation techniques. Cultivation techniques were divided into a total of one to ten stars. Simply put, based on the number of origin points that were constructed within the body of an origin ability user, the corresponding cultivation technique would be the corresponding level.
For example, if you had an origin point in your body, then if you cultivated the simplest cultivation technique, it would be a very ordinary beginner level one. This kind of origin ability user was usually non-combat type, and cultivation techniques below three stars were all prepared for non-combat type origin ability users.
Only by surpassing the three-star level would one be qualified to become a "Warrior". Three-star level techniques could usually be bought at the superpower centers or luxury shopping malls in big cities. However, it was very difficult to obtain anything above three-star level. It required all kinds of channels, and it wasn't something that could be bought with money.
Qu Xiaoqing had constructed four and a half Origin points in her body when she was an origin ability user. This at least meant one thing: Qu Xiaoqing wasn't raised by an ordinary family. Her Resilient Nirvana Art was very likely a five star cultivation technique, which proved that her cultivation method was very ambitious. She needed to lay down a solid foundation as an origin ability user.
However, Ding Meng wasn't interested in her at all. He only knew one thing: 'I only have three and a half Origin points, and it's already better than your five star cultivation technique. Then, this bro's Diamond Star Technique is obviously stronger, so it's reasonable that it's difficult to cultivate.'
The fourth Origin point was already more than half completed. If this point was really a palace, then the first half of the process was only to determine the main frame of the palace. The second half was to construct the specific outline, fine striations, and complete the internal facilities. The designer had to consider every place and every detail, including the flowers and plants outside the palace.
As the fourth Origin point gradually took shape, Ding Meng could already feel the changes it brought. The original three Origin Points could still expand, which meant that the upper limit of their capacity was still increasing. The 'diamond mirror' formed between the three Origin Points was shockingly bright, but when the fourth Origin Point appeared, the four Origin Points were connected by six Origin Coins. It was no longer a flat mirror, but a three-dimensional prism formed by the three Origin Coins.
Originally, the surface of the mirror was just a pattern. Now, it was like a real diamond. Every part of it was smooth, exquisite, and outstanding.
"Is that it?" Ding Meng couldn't help but ask.
Little Rascal immediately said, "Circulate your energy and condense a single mirror."
Following her instructions, Ding Meng willed it, and a single mirror quickly appeared. It could be seen clearly in his field of vision, and it could be swung and rotated at will around his heart.
Little Rascal said, "Time: 21 seconds."
Ding Meng was overjoyed. "The time has been shortened again. So this is where the good part is."
However, Little Rascal wasn't happy. "Then what if you condense a prism again?"
As expected, Ding Meng was no longer happy. As soon as he condensed the three Origin Points into a three-dimensional prism, the mountain-like pressure on his chest appeared again. Last time, it felt like it weighed more than five hundred kilograms, but this time, it felt like an entire mountain was pressing down on him. His vision darkened, and he almost fainted.
However, he didn't let his guard down. He knew that this was a critical moment, and he had to hold on. Once he collapsed, all his previous efforts would be wasted.
The painful pressure slowly receded under his stubborn resistance. After an indeterminate amount of time, a pyramid-like prism finally took shape. It was like a never-ending fountain, endlessly transmitting pure energy to his limbs and bones.
Little Rascal said coldly, "Time: 34 minutes 03 seconds."
"This …" Ding Meng was shocked. "This is basically the same as returning to the starting point."
"That's why I told you not to celebrate too early," Little Rascal explained coldly. "Every step of progress requires a great deal of effort."
"Understood!" Ding Meng puffed out his chest.
Little Rascal's tone softened slightly. "It's time to show the results of your progress. Retract your psychic vision from the space of consciousness and expand it to the normal mode of the outside world."
In Ding Meng's field of vision, the telekinesis circle was released outwards with a whoosh. It easily passed through the wooden house and expanded to a very far place. Based on visual estimation, the distance was 50 meters away.
Unlike before, not only could his psychic vision perceive everything in the outside world, he could also clearly hear all kinds of sounds.
The night wind blew through the paddy fields, causing the wheat to rustle. On the bluestone beside the stream, some unknown bugs were lying on it, letting out low buzzing sounds. Next door, Old Yu was lying in a deep sleep on his bed. His light snoring sounded a little like the sound of a trumpet. Right, the projection television in the room didn't seem to be turned off. It seemed to be broadcasting the Interstellar Combat International League …
"This is because my perception has improved significantly."
Ding Meng scanned his surroundings. He felt like he was an omnipresent ghost in his psychic vision, able to see through everything.
Little Rascal said, "Retract it. Control it to a range of 10 meters."
Ding Meng did as he was told. His field of vision shrunk like a sphere of light, limiting it to the space of the wooden house. Little Rascal said, "Do you see the straw stool on the ground?"
Ding Meng nodded. Not only did he see it, he could see it even more clearly than before. He could even see the molecular structure of the straw stool clearly.
Little Rascal finally said something shocking. "Focus your field of vision on a single point. Use your mind to control it."