Chu Tian urged the divine soul to fluctuate, and suddenly there was a silver spiritual thought spreading, and the wisps filled the mud pill palace, and the obscure mantra came out of his mouth extremely skillfully, and the spiritual thoughts were like filaments and silver threads, and began to wrap around in the turbulent places, and after the blazing light, the spirit hammer with attached lines condensed out.

He manipulated the spirit hammer and hammered it on the soul at once, and with each hammer, the strength of the soul increased substantially.

After about a dozen strokes, the energy of this spirit hammer was exhausted and disappeared, and Chu Tian condensed a new spirit hammer and continued to hammer the divine soul.

In this way, after hammering hundreds of times, Chu Tiancai felt that he had reached the limit, and his thoughts moved, and he dispersed the spirit hammer, and when he opened his eyes, his forehead was full of beads of sweat, and he was dizzy and dizzy.

I remember that when he first condensed the spirit hammer, he only tempered it three times, and he fainted, but now, he has not only achieved the Nian Master, but also his spiritual cultivation is becoming more and more sophisticated, and now he is marching towards the second-level Nian Master, which is naturally not what it used to be, and it is many times stronger than before.

He took out the pill for repairing the spirit, poured a handful into his hand, swallowed it, closed his eyes again, and urged the vitality to dissolve the medicinal power, turning it into pure energy, quickly repairing the loss of the soul.

Soon, the originally unbearable Divine Soul was refreshed, and its strength returned to the state it was in at its peak, Chu Tian urged the Spiritual Mind to look inwardly at himself, and after perceiving the state of the Divine Soul, he first nodded slightly happily, and then shook his head slightly.

Nodding his head because this cultivation was not in vain, the Divine Soul had indeed improved visibly, and he shook his head because if he started to break through at this time, it was obviously still too early, and he needed to continue to hone his Divine Soul and really get close to that barrier.

As a cultivator, Chu Tian naturally has an extremely accurate grasp of the appropriate divine soul strength when breaking through, and he can't explain it to outsiders in words, but he is very clear in his heart, it can be described as bright as a mirror.

That layer of barrier seems to be close, and there is only an extremely narrow gap in the distance, but in fact, it is not an easy thing to really make up for this insignificant gap on the surface, even if there is an effective training method such as a spirit hammer, it is whimsical to temper hundreds of times in a row, but it is whimsical to completely make up for it.

Obviously, this kind of cultivation has to be continued, and the kind of pain that the spirit hammer hits the divine soul and is unimaginable to ordinary people has to continue to endure.

However, since Chu Tian stepped into the cultivation path, he had never thought of stealing and playing tricks, and he deeply understood that the strength obtained by shortcuts may not be as reliable as imagined, and only the strength accumulated on blood and sweat was real, and there would be no possibility of easy collapse.

In this way, he cultivated for several hours in a row.

After the sun outside passed through the sky, it was already a little westerly, and it was the summer when it was easy to get sleepy, except for the people who did not dare to carry the garrison after the war, most of the people of the Chu family stopped what they were doing and looked for a place to take a nap.

In Chutian's courtyard, Xiaoyue waited for a long time, seeing that Chutian's cultivation was not finished, he had just made something to eat, and he was sleepy for a while, drowsy, but he didn't want to go into his room to sleep, two slender jade hands, supporting his beautiful face, but he was also slightly bit, his eyes blinked, obviously full of sleep, and he couldn't stand it a little.

Suddenly, there was a strange movement, Xiao Yue felt a little depressed away from the air, and she was inexplicably depressed, and she hurriedly stroked her breasts several times, and the feeling of depression was still unabated.

"What's going on, it's really evil. Xiao Yue felt inexplicable, and muttered in a low voice, and then her delicate body was shocked, and she felt something in her heart, and her eyes gradually moved to Chu Tian's hut.

Xiao Yue noticed that the source of the movement was actually from the other place, and a trace of worry appeared on her pretty face, and she said with concern: "It turned out that the young master made it, I hope his cultivation goes well." ”

"Please bless the gods, don't let the young master have any problems, even if there are difficulties, you must pass it smoothly, and you will be safe." Satsuki folded her hands and prayed sincerely.

When she was adrift in her early years, she lived in a poor area for a long time, where people were hungry, extremely poor, hopeless in life, and there were many suicides every year, throwing themselves into the river, jumping off buildings, cutting their wrists, all kinds of things, not uncommon.

Therefore, the people there firmly believe in the existence of gods, immortals, etc., which is also their only spiritual support, and if they leave this, they do not know if they have the courage to survive in this dark and desperate world.

For these poor people, faith is the reason for their survival.

Among those poor people, there was an old mother who adopted Xiaoyue, who was still an orphan, and told her to believe in the gods, to be optimistic, and to live bravely and happily.

So, under her teaching, Xiaoyue threw away the idea of suicide that gradually sprouted, learned to relieve pressure, and learned to raise the corners of her mouth and smile at life even if she had all kinds of hardships.

The old mother is good at cooking, in her words, that is, the meal should accommodate the cook's heart, under her tutelage, Xiao Yue has practiced a good cooking skill, and even the blue is better than the blue.

Although because of poverty, it is just some shabby home-cooked food, and there are no good materials, such as Bangbang's hard wowotou, unknown wild vegetables, and boiled porridge is far more water than rice, which is ridiculously thin. However, no matter what kind of ingredients, as long as they fall into the hands of the old mother, they can bring out their own taste to the extreme.

Xiao Yuezi has also mastered this skill, and based on this, since she came to a big family like the Chu family, she has had the opportunity to come into contact with more ingredients, and there are not a few of them who can be called luxurious.

However, at all times, she always kept in mind the old mother's saying that the ingredients themselves should be brought into full play, and the rules of poverty were well continued.

Along with the belief in the gods, there is also a belief in the gods. In that era of poverty, it was precisely because of the belief in the existence of God that she and her old mother were able to live happily and optimistically when most of them chose to commit suicide.

Therefore, she will maintain this faith at all times.

Later, the old mother died, and when she died, Xiaoyue was by her side, crying silently, however, even though the old mother died, the corners of her mouth were still raised, her face was full of wrinkles, and she left a peaceful smile, lying there quietly, like a sculpture, immortal.

Later, Xiaoyue left the slums, self-reliant, and had enough food and clothing, but she suffered misfortune halfway, was abducted by traffickers, and auctioned off in the market, but fortunately was bought by the Chu family's housekeeper for her exquisite cooking skills, and assigned to Chu Tian, and lived a happier life than before.

Although she is just a girl, she never minds this, the Chu family is generous and quite humane to her subordinates, so Xiaoyue lives a rich life, and her food and clothing are much better than outside, plus Chu Tian does not have a high shelf, the two are called master and servant, but in fact, in addition to doing what should be done, the relationship between the two is more like a relative.

Therefore, she was naturally sincerely concerned about Chutian's safety.

The breeze came, the lush branches and leaves swayed, and under the shade of the trees, Xiao Yue folded her hands and prayed for Chu Tian's comfort, her face full of piety, just as she had done many years ago when she followed her old mother.

At that time, the old mother folded her hands and prayed sincerely, and Xiao Yue also folded her hands and prayed sincerely, and every time the old mother finished praying, she would take advantage of the short break to turn her head full of silver hair, and look sideways at Xiao Yue, who was pious and expectant, and the corners of her mouth were slightly shriveled, and a happy smile appeared.

That kind of smile is like seeing your own children.

When Xiao Yue felt the strange movement, Chu Tian also began to really enter the breakthrough, after a few hours of accumulation, his divine soul strength obviously rose to a new level, and he fully met the conditions for breaking through the second-level Nian Master.

His heart moved, his eyebrows and soul fluctuated, and the silver spiritual thoughts spread out, filling the entire Mud Pill Palace, Chu Tian continued to release his spiritual power according to those experiences and common sense in the inheritance memory, until he felt that the Mud Pill Palace was slightly swollen and painful, reaching several extremely bright points.

"It's coming. Chu Tian's eyes lit up, and a light was released from his silver pupils, and a strong fighting spirit emerged, he slowly closed his eyes, and according to the breakthrough method of understanding, he began to rotate the spiritual thoughts full of the Mud Pill Palace, forming a whirlpool, and spun with great momentum.

And this breakthrough has finally entered the most critical and dangerous critical stage.