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Turn into the door, there is an empty pool in front of you, there are four steps at the door to go down, the bottom of the pool is engraved with staggered formation patterns, the round pool has cyan strange words on all sides, including the walls of the entire room are also average. These words give people a strong sense of oppression in their consciousness, and they can feel the oppressive atmosphere hovering in the whole room without entering it, "Uncle Tian, what do I need to do", Chisheng Hitomi reached out and put the cold winged bird on his shoulder to the door, "Go in directly, it's better to take off your clothes, otherwise you may have to change another set after the end", Uncle Tian said. Hitomi Chisheng did so, and after entering the pool, he sat down cross-legged, he didn't have any special feelings other than suppression, but when the spiritual roots in his abdomen gathered and the spiritual power began to operate, everything changed. With the operation of his spiritual power, the spiritual power in his abdomen was withdrawn slightly, and he had the heart to control it, but he found that his consciousness did not know when he could no longer control his body, and could only perceive the changes in his body. After a few breaths, all the spiritual power of the spiritual power tree was dissipated, and then the spiritual power in the tree pattern also began to be restless, and then it passed little by little, and the passing spiritual power did not disappear, and the strange cyan text on the wall emitted a faint faint light. It was like a magnet that specialized in absorbing spiritual power, and the door that had no door seemed to have a barrier that sealed the entire Huanling Pool. None of the spiritual power that flowed out of the room escaped from the room, and all of them were sucked in by the words on the wall.

It was already dark outside, but Chisheng Hitomi didn't care, at this moment he closed one eye, the spiritual power in the spiritual power tree dissipated, and then the boundless pressure crushed from all directions, and his pores let out a crisp explosion. Even the spiritual power that Wu Dian formed a spiritual power barrier dissipated, and every explosion was accompanied by blood droplets, and not only that, even if the pores of his whole body had been ruptured and he had completely turned into a bloody person, but this mountain-like pressure had not weakened, but was several times that of before, and it was even increasing. This time it wasn't as simple as pores, he felt that every cell was under pressure from all directions, and the muscles, meridians, and even the spiritual power in the blood were all squeezed out. Strands of black liquid oozed out of the pores, these liquids were unusually foul-smelling, but Chisheng Hitomi didn't have the extra consciousness to pay attention to it, this kind of squeezing was even more difficult than directly cutting the flesh and bones when he obtained the Heavenly Spirit Bone, not only the physical torture, but also the consciousness was extremely tormented under this boundless pressure, and it almost made him faint several times. But consciousness is a mysterious thing, as long as there is a little bit of consciousness, the more painful it is, the more acute and clear it becomes. Therefore, Chisheng Hitomi was extremely clear to bear the pain from every cell, the white teeth were about to be bitten apart, and all the cells were languishing, and there was no trace of spiritual power that could be squeezed.

However, the nightmare did not end, the boundless pressure increased dozens of times again, this time the target was the bones, and these pressures were invisible and ghostly seeped into the bones and melted into the bone marrow. If the previous squeezing made him understand what a puddle of soft mud is, then at this moment he understands what it means to be crispy to the bones. There was a force in the whole pool that supported him from all sides, allowing him to maintain a cross-legged posture, but other than that, all the spiritual power in his body was gone, and his hair fell out one by one due to the malaise of his body. After the bone marrow was squeezed, more black liquid oozed out of his body, and the entire pool was filled, and the force around him lifted him up and sat in the air. The pressure did not diminish in the slightest, and the cyan words on the edge of the pool began to glow, and the black liquid disappeared in an instant, and then his body was like a person who had not eaten for three days because of bloating. The impurities in the whole body are all eliminated, which can be said to be refreshing, but it is very weak and hungry. At this moment, in the empty Huanling Pool, the words on the edge of the pool flashed one by one, and the cyan liquid flowed out of nowhere, and soon filled the entire pool. The force threw him into the water, and his thirsty body frantically sucked up the liquid in the pool like a wolf had walked thousands of miles to see a wounded sheep. These liquids washed Chisheng's body clean, and at the same time, after entering through his pores, it turned into cyan spiritual power and traveled throughout his body.

The terrifying pressure pressed the spiritual power into the bone marrow, pressing into every cell, and the cyan substance in the spiritual power remained in it after entering the spiritual power tree. Gradually, the spiritual power tree in his abdomen was dyed from white to cyan, but the spiritual power returned to colorless and transparent, not only that, but the spiritual power poured into his brain, and the originally short hair turned into a flowing long cyan hair, and then turned white again. The resolute and ordinary left side of the face was also exposed, where there should have been eyes, only smooth and white skin at the moment, and the whole face looked a little scary compared to ordinary people, what made him frightened was that his hair was exactly the same as the one he saw when he was in the mental test, and in addition to the cyan spiritual power tree, he was also wearing a green shirt during the mental test, and the images of the two invisibly coincided. The current Chisheng Hitomi's whole body is full of strength, which is a earth-shaking change compared to before, and the difference in strength is also different, even if his consciousness is a little confused at this time, he still feels that he is full of strength. It didn't take long for the fundamental difference and qualitative change from the previous confusion that I felt weak and had no spirit, and the pressure gradually dissipated, and the green liquid in the pool became clear and transparent.

"How is it, is your consciousness still clear", Uncle Tian's voice sounded, "a little blurry", Chisheng Hitomi replied honestly. "Take it, decompose it and then cultivate, this is a rare opportunity", twenty spirit grasses of all kinds floated in the pond water. Chisheng Tong breathed a little, he was full of consciousness before, and when he was full of energy, he could only decompose ten spirit grasses, but now he was a little confused, but Uncle Tian threw twenty plants to himself. However, thinking of the picture of the failure of the breakthrough he saw before, he gritted his teeth and picked up a spirit grass, and his vague consciousness entered the spirit grass and suddenly became mentally sharp, with the experience of the first ten plants, this first plant is just pediatrics. However, the further down, the more complex the spiritual diagram of these spirit grasses becomes, the most deadly is that the red pupil is looking for the special breath of the spirit venerable to find the spirit venerable, but some of the spirit grasses themselves have some stems that take away the breath that is different from other stems, so that he can find it for a while. Looking at Chisheng Hitomi's performance like this, Uncle Tian in the palm of his hand had a hint of relief in his eyes, and at the same time, there was also a trace of expectation. The long night passed like this, and the red pupil finally picked up the twentieth spirit grass in the early morning of the next day, and after fifty breaths, the spirit grass in his hand turned into powder. Almost at the same time, a terrifying feeling of weakness and dizziness came over him, and for about half a breath he barely had any thoughts, and his consciousness was paralyzed, but he finally reacted. It was precisely because of the strength that he was holding him that he sat down cross-legged like this and began to cultivate.

Three days passed this time, and three days later, in the morning, Chisheng Hitomi woke up faintly, and now there were one hundred and eighty consciousness spirit roots in his body, and the spiritual power tree had also grown a lot upwards at the same time, but there was no sign of branching out leaves, indicating that he had not yet reached the realm of Yue Ling. Cultivation was originally gradual, so he didn't feel that his cultivation was slow, the changes in his body were not only like this, but the spiritual power barriers formed by the martial arts were all replaced with Qingtian spiritual power, including the barriers that protected the internal organs and meridians.

"Uncle Tian, I don't feel anything special about this Qingtian spiritual power, except for the increase in strength, the impurities in the body are eliminated, it seems to be the same as before", Chisheng Hitomi asked puzzledly, "I don't know, there are very few records about Qingtian spiritual power and Huangque spiritual power, why don't you use it first", Uncle Tian appeared in his hand. Chisheng Tong stopped his words and always felt unreliable, could it be that it had been too long, and this spiritual power had also deteriorated? Then he used the spiritual power, and something surprising to him happened, he used the spiritual power to the right hand, and the spiritual power went from the spiritual power tree to the spiritual root, then to the spiritual vein of the right hand, and finally to the right hand, all in one go. "Left hand", "right finger", "middle finger", Chisheng Hitomi talked to himself like a psychopath, and at the same time kept smirking, not because of anything else, because he found that this Qingtian spiritual power could do whatever he wanted.

In the past, he used to use his spiritual power to his right hand, and he had to prevent the leakage of spiritual power through the precise control of the spiritual control technique. But now it's really whatever you want, this Qingtian spiritual power seems to have spirituality, and wherever your consciousness goes, the spiritual power comes with it. And how much spiritual power is running, the speed of operation is completely controlled by his consciousness, and he can do it exactly the same, he smirks happily like a child, with his left hand and his right foot for a while, as if he has found some fun toy, and he has a lot of fun. After a long time, he was really sure that this was true, and then put away his spiritual power, "Uncle Tian, no wonder you said before that I had no chance of winning against the Heavenly Palace disciples of the Spirit Master Realm, and now I finally understand that with such spiritual power, I'm afraid that if there are two more me, I may not be able to win", Chisheng Hitomi said to the Heavenly Uncle in his hand. "Okay, don't be happy, it's possible that you meet not a disciple but a mentor, and you'll cry when the time comes", Uncle Tian poured cold water on his face as always, "Haha, no matter so much, put on your clothes and go out first, at least I have the strength to fight now", this time Uncle Tian was disappointed, Chisheng Hitomi was not hit by him, but Ling Ran, he couldn't wait to come and practice with him alone, as for the identity of the other party, it doesn't matter, as long as he is higher than his own cultivation, or Qi Ping.

"Wait, just leave like this, I promise you'll regret falling to your death when you walk", Uncle Tian called Chisheng Hitomi, who was about to leave, "Eh, is there any treasure here?", Chisheng Hitomi looked around, and finally fixed his gaze on a pool of transparent water. "Uncle Tian, you don't mean the bath water in this pool", Chisheng Hitomi questioned his face, "Water? what is that", Uncle Tian looked at him strangely, "I mean bath liquid, bath liquid", Chisheng Hitomi hurriedly changed his words. "That's right, it's this pool of bath liquid, it's called quenching fluid, it's a spiritual liquid that only the Huanling Pool of Qingque Palace has. A drop of light, integrated into the flow source to soak the body, can continuously remove impurities from the body. Whether it is a Spirit Emperor or a Spirit Master, the longer you cultivate, the more impurities in your body will be, after all, not everyone has your opportunity, so this quenching body fluid has become a veritable sought-after commodity," Uncle Tian said. "Sought-after goods, more sought-after", Chisheng Hitomi asked, "If you can take this pool away, even if it is not impossible to change to an emperor-level secret technique, how sought-after you say", Uncle Tian said angrily. "What, then wouldn't I have a book of emperor-level secret arts", Chisheng Hitomi was overjoyed, "I think too much about you, take it", Uncle Tian threw out a small purple bottle the size of a thumb. "This is", "This is the purple spirit bottle, only it can hold this quenching body fluid", Uncle Tian said lightly, "No, then I can only take this vial", Chisheng Hitomi suddenly made a bitter face.

"That's right, it's just this bottle", Uncle Tian replied to him affirmatively, Chisheng Hitomi didn't believe it, he took out the bottle of Qingyuan Elixir that Zirou gave him before, the vial didn't enter the pool, a few bubbles came out, and the vial was quickly filled. He was excited, but when he picked up the bottle, all the liquid in the bottle had overflowed out of the bottle, and he believed it, filled it in a purple bottle, and finally left with some reluctance. As soon as the front foot walked, the liquid in the pool disappeared without a trace.

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