On the first floor, except for the flickering candlelight, the small light illuminates the whole space. In the quiet layer of the sky, Jiuji Pan sat on the ground, holding his chin in one hand, looking at the young man in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, for a long time, a ghostly light flashed in his eyes, and he got up and walked towards the pool full of turbid breath in the distance.

Above the palm, there was a dark flame, and suddenly it rose, almost as soon as the flame appeared, the temperature of the first layer of heaven was much higher.

Qin Hao's eyes were attracted by this scene, and his heart was a little shocked, even if he didn't know what Jiuji was going to do, but this immortal power condensation method was not comparable to his grandfather. The next moment, the pill in his hand flew into the dark flame again uncontrollably, this time directly turning into steam and entering the turbid pool.

With the burning of the dark flames, almost for an hour, the pool water was faintly boiling, at this time, Jiuji looked back at the young man behind him, and his face was slightly pale, obviously a little overconsumed.

"Uncle Nine, what are you going to do, do you want to jump into that boiling water?" Qin Hao looked at the majestic energy in the pool, and was a little nervous.

"If you want to be scalded, go in now, with your current skin and flesh, you will probably become a dead pig in an instant!" With a faint laugh, there was a magic trick in Jiuji's hand that took shape, and between the flexing of his fingers, the lines were quickly outlined, and the heaviest turned into a mysterious formation.

"Before entering the Divine Source Realm, I have been cultivating in it, and with the consumption required by the Nine Dao Recipes, this pool of potions should be enough to refine the body, as for cultivating for yourself, let's sharpen it!" Jiuji waved his hand and smiled lightly: "Cultivation has its own path all the way, I won't interfere too much, if you follow the path of the predecessors, the path ahead will be a certainty." ”

"Only by creating a way can the road ahead be changeable. ”

Between the words, after Jiuji had already set his eyes on the long and dark corridor, Qin Hao knew that it was the place where he chose the exercises a few days ago.

"Okay, I'll fall asleep first, and when I reach the Great Perfection of the Immortal Martial Realm, I'll wake up!" Jiuji spoke again, but his figure gradually became illusory, and finally disappeared.

In the entire layer of heaven, Qin Hao was left alone, looking at the black water in the pool with a chaotic aura and majestic medicinal power, the white clothes slowly faded, and in the next moment, a figure jumped directly into the pool.

What Yu thought in his heart was just to take a hot bath, but the moment he entered the water, Qin Hao regretted it.

The black water in this pool was actually transformed by the chaotic aura, no wonder the gray aura that originally floated in a layer of heaven almost disappeared. The rioting black water continued to bombard and squeeze Qin Hao's body, and almost instantly, his face became hideous, and the pain was like a thousand knives, the pain of ten thousand insects, and the roar was even louder.

And the medicinal power in it seems to be a life-saving medicine, and the violent medicinal power in this black water seems to be extremely gentle, constantly nourishing Qin Hao's body, so that he can stay in the black water for a longer time.

In the pool, Qin Hao was naked, sitting cross-legged in the pool, the pain that penetrated deep into the soul made his fists clenched continuously, his nails were embedded in the flesh and blood, and the skin slowly dripped from his sleep, and finally merged into the pool.

Suddenly, the black water transformed by the chaotic aura seemed to be shocked, and the water surface actually refracted a light like a twinkling star, and the black water that was constantly bombarding the young man's body gradually slowed down, and after a long time, the young man seemed to begin to adapt.

Sitting cross-legged on his knees, his hands in a circle, there was a mysterious rune condensed, and the black water in the pool gradually began to be controlled by it. With the slight rise and fall of his chest, time passed minute by minute, and all the medicinal power in the pool was absorbed into his body.

Under the warmth of the medicinal power, the young man's hideous face was no longer there, and his delicate face exuded a white luster.

As if sensing that the immortal qi in his body had increased by two points, and the strength of his physical body had increased, the young man's face was hung with a faint smile.

Tasting the sweetness, the young man never stopped, a touch of perseverance flashed in his eyes, the seal method in his hand condensed, and in an instant, the black water seemed to be violent again.

The black pool water impacted every inch of the boy's skin, and even a gray air flow ran down the pores of the skin, burrowed into the boy's body, blended with the blood, impacted his bones, and washed the meridians around his body.

......

I don't know how long later, the young man's eyes suddenly opened and closed, and a fine light burst out from his eyes, and the originally bright eyes seemed to have become deep because of the gray aura, like the stars and the universe.

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, the boy suddenly got up, his body crackled like fried beans, and as the boy left the pool, he found that the pool seemed to be a little shallower.

Putting on the white clothes again, the young man's body bowed slightly, and in the next moment, the figure suddenly rushed out, and stretched out his palms, like a dragon out of the sea.

Rumble!

With the strength of his body alone, he made a sonic boom, and the smile on the boy's face was even worse.

According to the introduction of the Nine Paths, the Nine Paths are the method of dual cultivation of the Dharma body, and they must be both perfect to break through, and according to the current level, the strength of the physical body may have reached the point where the blood and qi are like a tide.

Since the end of the Imperial City competition, Qin Hao has been in this attic for more than ten days, and during this time, except for the daily greetings and the normal life of eating, drinking, and Lazar, he has completely looked like a martial arts idiot immersed in cultivation.

Although cultivation was full of boredom, these were insignificant to Qin Hao, who had been on Heavenly Forbidden Island for four years. In the Black Tower, Qin Hao knew more about how important strength was in this land. Even if he was bored, the results of his cultivation these days did surprise him.

You must know that the cultivation of the physical body is too difficult. If you want to cultivate the Fa, if you advance to the Divine Source Realm, it will take fifteen or even twenty years, but if you want to go through the path of refining the body and break through the barriers of the Divine Source Realm, you may need to pay twice as much as the cultivators of the same realm, or even several times. Although it is difficult to achieve success in refining the body, all of them are strong.

Now, after just over ten days of cultivation, Qin Hao has already entered the immortal martial arts.

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In the well-versed corridor, the young man walked slowly, and at the end, he suddenly opened up.

Unlike what I had seen before, the bookshelves were neatly arranged in the room where there seemed to be no end in sight. There were several bookshelves in front of Qin Hao, each with Mortal Realm, Immortal Realm, Holy Realm, Emperor Realm, and a column of nameless bookshelves.

Without him, these bookshelves are all scrolls of exercises and magical powers, and as soon as he stepped into the stack of exercises in the mortal realm, Qin Hao began to read them, and after a long time, he withdrew into the fairy realm and began to flip through them.

The rest of the time, Qin Hao's body appeared in these two columns of bookshelves, and the three columns of the Holy Realm, the Emperor Realm, and the Nameless Bookshelf had never stepped into it, because he knew that even if he looked at it, it would be impossible to use it, and that level of consumption was something that a child in his Immortal Martial Realm cultivation could afford.

Time flies by like a white horse.