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Weak water quenching body, this is a new term, and it is a thing that even Mu Bai, a modern person who has traveled through all walks of life, has not thought about.

When he suddenly realized, he realized that he had misunderstood Xiao Ling'er. However, he did not mean to apologize, and must have been too dangerous before. If it weren't for his timely roar, I am afraid that his body would have been suppressed by the power of weak water at this moment.

He is a good doppelganger, but at this moment, the deity is lying in the sea of blood and devouring the blood of the sea of blood, and he needs to constantly devour the blood souls of demon beasts and monks in the outside world in order to continue to be strong. He even said that he still needed to find the Ten Thousand Souls Dafa as soon as possible.

Therefore, not only can I not die, but I have to live well.

Refining the physical body with weak water is naturally a good idea, but Mu Bai's clone is not sure if it will really be useful to his own doppelganger if he does this, or if it will also improve the physical body of the deity like devouring the blood soul himself.

"Brother, there is some truth in what Xiao Ling'er said. Among the demons, the ancient demons and the ancient demons are both cultivated in the flesh, and the avenue is the trend of preaching the Tao in the flesh. And my brother has both bloodlines in his body, if he can use the power of this weak water to temper his body, it will also be a good thing!" Gu Ling'er snuggled the jade head lightly on the shoulder of Mu Bai's clone, and said softly.

Mu Bai's clone nodded slightly, and said, "It makes sense, I'll give it a try." ”

As soon as the words fell, Gu Ling'er got up slowly, obediently retreated to the side, and with a wave of her slender jade hand, she sacrificed a fairy spirit qi to protect the former.

She knew very well that the power of this weak water was too powerful, even if she was already in the realm of transformation and possessed the qi of the immortal spirit, she could not resist the erosion of the weak water in the depths.

Mu Bai's clone turned his head slightly, glanced at the former tenderly, smiled slightly, and sat cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, and twisted out the Chaos Demon Canon in the Chaos Sutra with both hands.

When the exercises are running, the vitality in the body surges wildly, traveling throughout the body and nourishing the blood vessels.

This exercise is worthy of being the most suitable exercise for him in heaven and earth, and once it is put into operation, it will benefit from the poor.

Mu Bai's clone shouted lightly: "Put a coercion in!"

Xiao Ling'er felt aggrieved in her heart, but she didn't dare to make another mistake, and obediently opened a crack in the protection around her.

It turned out that in the depths of this weak water, with her ability, as long as she threw Mu Bai and Gu Ling'er down, it would naturally be extremely easy for her to escape. It's just that she has been trapped in the turbulent cloud stream for many years, and she was rescued by Mu Bai's clone, and along the way, she has seen Mu Bai's clone's style of acting, and she has already been deeply fascinated.

What's more, although she had good intentions in the previous matter, she made the mistake of not reminding her in advance, which almost caused a catastrophe.

At this moment, carefully open a crack in the defense and put in a weak water pressure.

Rumble!

There was only one weak water that flowed in, but that coercion was incomparably powerful, and with a loud bang, the wisp of immortal qi that Gu Ling'er sacrificed shook violently, and it almost shattered.

Gu Linger gasped, even she couldn't believe that the weak water pressure in the depths was so strong.

There was a creaking sound, and the immortal qi trembled more and more, and the breath on it was swallowed up little by little by the weak water that entered.

"Let it come!"

At this moment, Mu Bai's clone shouted.

As soon as this sound came out, Gu Ling'er no longer blocked it, and with a wave of his hand, he put the wisp of fairy qi into his body.

Almost at the same time, Xiao Ling'er also repaired the cracks on the protective cover.

The weak water flowed down, but the thumb was bigger, wandering in the void, ethereal, like a black dragon, and like a black wind.

If it weren't for the earth-shattering coercion that followed, it would be hard for people to believe that this was weak water, and this was weak water that was so powerful that it could devour true immortals! It was rumored that the deepest weak water was terrifyingly powerful, and even if it was touched by a true immortal, it would be difficult to escape the fate of being swallowed up by the immortal spirit.

However, this must be a legend, and whether it is true or not, no one has tested it since ancient times.

Just imagine, who can reach the realm of true immortals, who is willing to risk their lives?

Mu Bai's clone sat cross-legged on the clock, urging the Chaos Demon Dictionary exercises with both hands, the strength of his body had been urged to the extreme, his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, looking directly at the weak water that was ethereal, and stood up with a loud voice, shouting: "Come on!"

Call!

Although the weak water looked only the size of a thumb, not only was its power unmatched, but it was also like a psychic, turning into a black light, rushing towards Mu Bai's clone like lightning.

Bang!

Before the weak water arrived, the powerful coercion had already suppressed Mu Bai's clone to the point of kneeling on one knee. His body trembled, he twisted the magic trick with one hand, raised it with the other, and his palm lightning out, grabbing the weak water in the void.

Poof!

The coercion became stronger and stronger, and the half-kneeling Mu Bai clone opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his body trembled even more, but the raised hand grabbed the weak water at this moment.

Suddenly, an extremely pure chaotic aura came out of the weak water, surging madly into Mu Baifen's body.

Call!

Mu Bai's clone spat out a breath of turbid air, knelt on one knee, twisted the trick with one hand, grasped the weak water with one hand, and began to devour the chaotic aura frantically, and began to refine the flesh body rapidly.

That kind of coercion had already surpassed all the coercion he usually had when he cultivated his physical body, and this alone made him feel as if he was suffering from heavenly power.

However, how did he know that the bloodline in his body was extremely powerful, and he fused all the bloodlines to form his unique bloodline. The coercion of weak water follows the monk's cultivation and bloodline, and when it is weak, it is weak, and when it is strong, it is strong.

Therefore, Mu Bai's clone will feel as if he is suffering from Tianwei.

Although the thumb is big and weak, although the water is strong, it must be too little, and the pure chaotic aura it possesses is naturally not too much.

In an instant, the chaotic aura in the weak water was completely devoured by Mu Bai's clone.

Burst......

With a soft sound, the weak water shattered and disappeared into the air.

Mu Bai's clone stood up slowly, standing proudly, blood gushing all over his body, indescribably indescribable.

At this moment, the injury he suffered when he first received that weak water has not only recovered, but his physical body has become stronger.

One point is not a lot, but for his cultivation like this, it is enough to make him excited.

Without saying much, he gently stepped on Xiao Ling'er's turtle back and said, "Let's do two!"

"Brother!" Gu Linger exclaimed, looking worried!

Mu Bai's clone waved his hand to stop the former, and did not say much, but looked up at the defensive shield above.

A soft sound sounded, and a crack appeared in the defensive shield that was twice as large as before. Immediately, I saw a weak water as thick as two thumbs rushing in.

Bang!

This time the coercion was naturally much stronger than the last time, and as soon as the weak water entered, Mu Bai's clone was suppressed and fell to the ground.

With a roar, he urged the Chaos Magic Codex, and according to the previous method, forcibly grabbed the weak water, and began to devour it frantically.

A moment later, when the twice-sized weak water was swallowed up, Mu Bai's clone did not ask Xiao Ling'er to continue to let the weak water in, but sat cross-legged, the light in his eyes flashing, and he fell into deep thought.

Sure enough, if I cultivate with weak water, not only will my physical body become stronger, but also the physical body of the deity. This is a good thing, if you can continue to cultivate in this weak water, it will not be difficult to break through even the physical body. At that time, it will be much easier to deal with the catastrophe.

However, all of this is thanks to Xiao Ling'er, if it weren't for her help, let alone borrowing the power of weak water to cultivate the body, I was afraid that I wouldn't even dare to enter here.

And according to my observation, with the continuous decline, even if Xiao Ling'er bears the pressure of this weak water, it is becoming more and more difficult.

That's it, it's useless to think too much, so I will take advantage of the fact that Xiao Ling'er can still control it, and cultivate a few more weak waters, one can use the chaotic aura in it to improve cultivation, and the other can also refine the physical body, so why not.

Thinking of this, he didn't think much about it, got up suddenly, and ordered Xiao Ling'er to put in the weak water and start cultivating again.

In the weak water, Xiao Ling'er carried Mu Bai and the others with the body of a spirit turtle, slowly approaching deeply, and the speed was much slower than at the beginning.

Gradually, when she reached a certain point, she stopped. After a long time, she only dived for a while, and then stopped. And so on and so on, no one knows when it will really stop. Cultivation has no years, and it has been a hundred years in the blink of an eye.

On the back of the turtle, Mu Bai's clone stood proudly, and when he fell to the ground, he frantically devoured the weak water and tempered his body.

Even he didn't know how many weak waters he had refined, let alone how many Chaos Spirits he had devoured. He didn't even know that a hundred years had passed.

In the past hundred years, Mu Bai's clone has been cultivating frantically as if he had obtained a treasure, and he has not stopped for a moment.

A hundred years have passed, and now his cultivation and the cultivation of the deity have reached the late stage of the tripod, and the physical body is comparable to the peak of the late stage of the tripod.

For him, this harvest is already huge.

One hundred years is a long time for a low-level monk, but for a monk who has reached the peak stage, it is like a snap of a finger.

In the well of the gods and demons, the weak water is endless, and the bottom is not visible, and when you look down from the well, you can't see the figure of Mu Bai and his party for a long time.

At the well, the skeleton Ma Ye Xuan'er had been waiting for a hundred years, and began to wonder if Mu Bai's clone was still alive.

In his opinion, after being immersed in weak water for a hundred years, even if there is a weak water spirit turtle to help, there is a huge crisis. What's more, the weak water spirit turtle did not dare to go deep into the bottom of the weak water.

Unless, they stop somewhere and keep cultivating.

Ye Xuan'er's eyes lit up suddenly, and then she said excitedly: "It must be so, it must be so." This guy must have comprehended the benefits of weak water, and stayed in weak water to cultivate. ”

After a slight pause, the skeleton horse head raised its head and neighed, and said, "Haha Mu Bai boy, if you can really refine this god and demon well, the deity will completely obey you." From now on, to the ends of the earth, the Buddha-figures will follow you. ”

As he spoke, he circled around the God and Demon Well. Several times he raised his front hooves and wanted to re-enter the well of gods and demons, but when he thought of the experience a hundred years ago, he was timid again.