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Although Shi Xi could feel that this shattered air was filled with the breath of Heavenly Dao, he had no way to capture it or absorb it.

In the final analysis, her current strength is too low, and the breath of Heavenly Dao, even mortals can feel the difference and difference, but they don't know how to describe it. This is something that cultivators of the realm of contemplation and strength dream of, and she actually encountered it when her strength was so low.

It's luck and it's unfortunate.

Luckily, it is natural to meet at this time, and he will meet again in the new year. Unfortunately, we met at the wrong time.

However, with Shixi's temperament, if a table of food is put in front of you, but you can only watch it but can't eat it, how can it be?

Even if you try your best, you have to get a bite and try it!

The luckiest thing is that at this time, she is in the Great Perfection of Qi Training, and she can break through the foundation at any time! With this kind of great realm leap, the aura that can be absorbed and swallowed will not be limited to the aura that is usually absorbed, and she will definitely be able to absorb the trace of heavenly Dao qi contained in it!

The only thing that gave Shi Xi a headache was that the entire Sakura Town was shattering at this time, and it was difficult for her to even stand firm, let alone absorb the aura to break through the realm.

I couldn't help but complain, this ink kill, knowing how important this thing was to her, but creating such a difficult and difficult condition for her!

As for what she should do after Sakura Town is completely shattered and disappears, Shi Xi can't care so much now.

Immortal cultivators all know that there is a saying that they can die when they hear about it. Although Shi Xi is not this kind of monk who is dedicated to the Dao, he is a monk who dares to fight for the breath of the Heavenly Dao.

Swallowing his saliva, Shi Xi turned his head to look at the fire that had gradually extinguished, Zhang Xu should have left. It seems that the house of ink killing, which collapsed at the beginning, is the best preserved today.

This is still the style of real ink killing, and the most dangerous place is the safest.

Shi Xi walked in the opposite direction, passed through the vast sea of cherry blossoms again, and stepped into the simple ink-colored room a second before the bluestone pavement outside disappeared.

Sure enough, except for the original cartridge lattice, which has been completely shattered, everything else is still intact here. Even if it's the soft couch that Mo Kill likes to sleep on, and the pot of tea without tea.

It's just that Shi Xi knows that the survival of these things in front of him is only temporary, after all, this is a lethal illusion, and the final dissipation is the end. What she can take, Mo Kill turned a blind eye to and let her take it, and she just took a look at the rest.

Sweeping the clutter around him, Shi Xi quickly sat cross-legged on the soft couch.

I hope that this soft couch can have the slightest effect of killing the real soft couch, so that her harvest of breaking through the foundation will definitely be much greater!

Concentrate and hold your breath, letting the surrounding scenery crumble, and the tide is still settled.

The spiritual power obtained by absorbing the cold crystal in the body has already been dissolved cleanly with the consumption of the outer gate and the continuous erosion of the external spiritual power at this time.

The warm spiritual power cultivated by the best fire spirit root completely enveloped her from her fingertips to the tips of her hair.

The spiritual power like qi and silk rotates with Shi Xi's mind, just like using Shi Xi's divine consciousness as a needle and spiritual power as a thread to start weaving a delicate silk satin, carefully, cautiously, stitch by stitch, connecting the spiritual power of the whole body together.

Breathing in the damp ink fragrance in the air, Shi Xi, who closed her eyes, felt as if her face was fluttered by ink, and she didn't need to deliberately absorb it at all, and those spiritual qi carrying the breath of heaven and earth poured into her body.

Build the foundation, as the name suggests, build the foundation!

Now, the spiritual power stored in her whole body is only more refined than the spiritual energy in the air, and there has been no qualitative change.

An endless stream of spiritual power poured in, and Shi Xi's body was like an inflated balloon, constantly inflating, but he didn't know what to do next!

It was only at this time that Shi Xi discovered the most important problem! How she cultivated in the previous life, how she went from Qi cultivation to Foundation Building, she had no impression at all, but in this life in this world, from Qi cultivation to Foundation Building, she needed to take Zhuji Dan!

It was as if she was still cultivating along the experience of the previous life, moving forward directly, forgetting to prepare something as important as Tsukidan. In her sense, from Qi cultivation to foundation building, it is just a process of qualitative change after the accumulation of spiritual energy to a certain extent.

But now the body is about to be blown up by spiritual power, but there is still no qualitative change. Could it really be that only Tsukidan can guide spiritual power from gaseous liquefaction into water?

It's all this time, where did she get a Tsukidan!

She forgot such an important thing herself, and it can be said that it was caused by empiricism. But why didn't even the senior brothers and sisters come to remind her?

"Stupid idiot, there is nothing to guide the qualitative change in spiritual power, you won't help yourself, don't you have to survive to know what to do?"

Gollum and Shixi can be said to be in a state of symbiosis, and if Shixi wants to break through the foundation, he will naturally follow. It's just that Shi Xi's current absorption of aura is too much and too abundant, so that he, the Devouring King, can't even hold on.

"How can I help?"

"Tsukidan is an introduction, like a spark you throw into the gray mist, just a point of fire. You don't have the Zhuji Dan now, so start with the root of all the cultivators' cultivation first, and from the dantian, compress the spiritual power in the dantian, and continue to compress, and after compressing to the extreme, there will naturally be a qualitative change!"

Gollum was extremely uncomfortable, basically after he condensed his body, he has been in a state of helping Shi Xi share the spiritual power that she can't absorb, just like a huge container and bottle, which is full anytime and anywhere.

For the sake of his own life, he explained a lot word by word.

Listening to Gollum's suggestion, Shi Xi suddenly came to his senses. Tsukidan is an introduction, a starting point to promote the aura in the body to become liquid, the more talented people are, the less Tsukidan will take.

She is the best Heavenly Spirit Root, this talent is definitely not low, not to mention that there is no record in the "Refining the Imperial Heart Technique" that she cultivates from Qi cultivation to break through the foundation building needs to take the Zhuji Dan, which shows that the people who practiced this exercise before do not need to take the Zhuji Dan!

Everyone else can, and so can she!

After finishing speaking, Shi Xi began to immerse all his mind into the small world on the side of the dantian, and the spiritual power that surrounded the entire dantian and floated like a burning cloud was forcibly squeezed into the dantian by Shi Xi with his divine sense, again and again!

However, the fist-sized dantian, after being compressed ten times by Shi Xi, began to emit a huge pain, if it wasn't for her strong will, maybe she would have fainted from this abdominal pain.

It's only been compressed ten times, but the dantian hasn't changed anything except for the pain!

Shi Xi gritted his teeth and wiped a handful of the wet bloodshot on his face, mixed with ink, black and red. The wind pulled out after the space shattered, sharp as a knife, cut her beyond recognition.

Even so, she still didn't open her eyes, and immersed herself in the boring and undistracting thing of compressing the spiritual power of the dantian.

Once, twice, ten, hundred...... (To be continued.) )