In the room, Qin Hao sat cross-legged on the bed, swallowing and inhaling evenly in his mouth, but his consciousness had already appeared in the black tower.

After dawn, he was about to enter the mountain, so Qin Hao had not cultivated with all his strength, and it was best to cultivate his spirit.

But the slight tremor of the black tower in the center of his eyebrows made him suspicious, so he sank his consciousness into his mind.

In his eyes, on the first floor of the Black Tower, a strange middle-aged man sat indifferently.

"Uncle Nine, are you awake?"

Qin Hao was a little happy, there were nine poles, he was now alone in the depths of Ximan Mountain, and he didn't panic.

"I didn't go to sleep because I was overconsumed, I just wanted to sleep!" There was indifference in his words, and Jiuji said slowly: "Although I am a tower spirit, I am different from those machine spirits, I am an entity!"

The faint words entered his ears, Qin Hao's head was suddenly full of black lines, and he couldn't help but want to speak fragrantly, dare to love the black tower or do I want to cultivate it myself, then what do I want you to do with this thing?

"Okay, let's get down to business, give me the black stone you bought earlier. Jiuji's beering face gradually became solemn, and said, "If my guess is correct, that black stone should be a broken fragment of the Jiuji Futu Tower!"

A fragment of a broken corner of the Black Tower?

Are you so lucky that you bought it for me?

Qin Hao was extremely well-behaved, and the next moment he pointed to his eyebrows, and his true body entered the black tower, and took off the storage bag from his waist, and slowly took out the black stone wrapped in mud.

Pinched the black stone in his hand, and there was a special seal method into the black stone, feeling the faint fluctuations in it, Jiuji's eyes paused slightly.

It turned out to be a fragment of a broken corner of the Black Tower!

Immediately, there was a monstrous flame in the hands of Jiuji, and the figures of Qin Hao and Jiuji suddenly appeared outside the tower, and the next moment, the hundred-zhang tower began to shrink slowly, and in the end, it turned into a three-zhang tall size, suspended in his hand.

And the black stone was burned red under this monstrous flame, and the next moment it merged with the black tower.

And accompanied by a part of the memory, it was also slowly integrated into Qin Hao's brain, but he could feel that this memory was not his, but the dignified and demonic middle-aged man in front of him.

After pondering for a long time, the black tower in Jiuji's hand rose to the sky again, turning into a hundred zhang high.

"Qin Hao, you also saw that memory, right?"

Jiuji let out a faint voice, as if anticipating the fact that memories were shared.

In that memory, there are many uses of the Black Tower, such as the method of sealing, the method of suppression, the method of refining the Dao, etc., in addition to these, there are also some fragmentary memories of the Nine Poles.

"Since you see it, then use the sealing method to seal half of your strength, and you can't unseal it until the moment of crisis, so that the experience will have a great effect. ”

Seal half of your own strength? Isn't that only the strength of the early stage of the Immortal Martial Realm left?

He didn't think about it so much, Qin Hao only knew that what Jiuji said would naturally not harm him, after all, the method of sealing could be unsealed by itself, but it was to seal his own strength, and he could improve his strength even more by practicing in Ximan Mountain.

As he spoke, Qin Hao's hands began to seal, and the seal method was like an illusion, which actually caused the chaotic qi in his body to wander out of his body, and gradually dissolved between his hands, and between the intertwined lines, he actually formed the appearance of a wild beast, with four-legged arms, the body shape was like a bear, and there were two pairs of wings on his back, which was extremely strange.

In the seal, the strange beast was like a real illusion, suspended on the top of Qin Hao's skull, and the next moment, Qin Hao felt that the gray futon and the blood-colored futon in the dantian were gradually becoming dim, and more and more power lost its ability to dominate, as if it was hidden in the flesh and blood, and it could only be released by breaking through the seal. It wasn't until he lost half of his strength that his cultivation descended to the early stage of the Immortal Martial Realm.

After doing all this, Qin Hao looked at the demonic middle-aged man and said, "Uncle Nine, the seal is complete!"

"Hmm!"

Jiuji responded, signaling Qin Hao to enter the pool to continue cultivating, and then he didn't make any moves.

He really didn't have anything to do with this tower spirit, all he did every day was thinking about the disappeared memory, and he didn't have anything to guide Qin Hao's cultivation, with the exercise scrolls in the tower and the recorded insights, he was basically a hands-off shopkeeper.

Time passed minute by minute, without using any immortal qi or even blood qi, Qin Hao relied purely on his physical body, soaked in black water, and continued to cultivate and absorb, the black water in the pool had already bottomed out, and the current depth was enough to cover Qin Hao's calves.

During this time in the pool, Qin Hao was not inactive, and his brain was constantly digesting the memories that poured into his brain like mountains and seas.

When he absorbed all the black water in this pool, and all the blood spirit two-color futons gathered to the size of three zhang, it meant that his cultivation had reached the Great Perfection of the Immortal Martial Realm, and that was the time for him to challenge the Chaos Spirit.

If you succeed in the challenge and accept the feedback of the Chaos Spirit, you can ignore the realm perception and directly enter the Divine Source Realm;

If it fails, it will be a heavy blow and return home, and the worst will be the soul destroyed.

Qin Hao now knew why no one could cultivate these nine realms at all, and he dared to feel that this cultivator was either killed by someone or killed by himself.

However, if the cultivation is successful, the feedback from the Chaos Spirit is also endless, and the biggest of them is undoubtedly the perception of the Chaos Dao Rules.

Retracting his thoughts, Qin Hao immersed himself in his mind, and the next moment, from all around his body, there was suddenly an extremely terrifying suction, which actually attracted this pool of black water, and the black water turned into silk like threads, drilling into the skin along the pores, and melting into the flesh and blood.

He wanted to absorb all the black water in the pool in one go, at that time, even if he had not been able to control the Chaos Dao Rules, but between his gestures, there would be various blessings from the Chaos Dao Rules, and the combat power would definitely increase geometrically, but such a large-scale devouring of the black water in the pool also brought extreme pain to Qin Hao.

How could the Nine Dao of the Supreme Force be so easy to cultivate, a drop of water could truly penetrate the stone, under this terrifying pressure, Qin Hao's face was constantly distorted.

He clenched the crown of his teeth, never screamed for birth from the beginning to the end, and between the tightness of his flesh and skin, there were traces of blood slowly descending.

The pain lasted for hundreds of breaths before it slowly stopped as the black water in the pool was exhausted.

The closed eyes slowly opened, looking at the pool without black water, but the bottom of the pool had been dyed red by the blood that had oozed from his pores, and he had already coagulated into a blood scab, like a bloody person.

"It's really terrible to be in one go!"

He cursed in his mouth, clearly feeling a little remorseful for his desperate thoughts.

After carefully calculating the time, it should be lit up outside,

It's time to get out too!