The snow-white drawing paper in Lei Luo's mind is now engraved with calligraphy and paintings, dense, and all the space is completely filled, leaving no room at all, even if it is a trace of martial arts juice, it can't be depicted!

"It's the limit!" Lei Luo looked regretfully at the martial arts juice that gradually disappeared after the whirling in the air, and his heart was full of regret. He originally estimated that if he could completely absorb all the martial arts juice here, he would probably be able to save five years of hard work, but now in this way, I am afraid that he can only save two years of hard work, and the last three years will be wasted, for Lei Luo, who is only sixteen years old, how long is three years, so how can he not be lost!

The martial arts juice that can't be depicted in Lei Luo's consciousness space, after a few turns, slowly dissolves, and wants to withdraw from Lei Luo's consciousness space, no matter how Lei Luo retains it, there is no effect, Lei Luo even wants to use his Ben Lei True Qi to wrap those martial arts ideas, because up to now, Lei Luo has not been able to figure out the characteristics of Ben Lei True Qi, only knowing that this True Qi can surprise himself one after another, and it will be incredibly useful at any time, so Lei Luo hopes that this time, Ben Lei True Qi can also show a magical side, but unfortunately, he failed, Ben Thunder True Qi has not been able to stop the flow of martial arts juice!

"After absorbing so much martial arts juice, Lei Luo's little brother's comprehension of the Spirit Demon Quenching Skin Gong is probably not low, this kind of absorption is almost catching up with those genius cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building!"

"The talent is not low, the talent is not low, this has to be reported to the Dan master, the probability of this Lei Luo little brother becoming a core disciple this time is about fifty percent, haha, it is indeed a good seedling!" The pill's small eyes were full of joy, before the Ye family's extremely demonic Ye Jing Demon became a core disciple, the Dan Lord's probability assessment of him was only about seventy percent, fifty percent, which is not low!

"Okay, Lord Dan should wake up, I'll wake up Little Brother Lei Luo and take him upstairs!" The fat man smiled and stretched his retract out of the golden basin, but there was not the slightest water stain on his hand!

"This martial arts juice is only the best when it is absorbed for the first time, and it will get worse and worse in the future, but it's a pity, it's a pity!" The fat man glanced at the martial arts juice in his own basin, and so far he had absorbed about one-tenth of it, which was not comparable to the efficiency of Lei Luo absorbing most of it in a short period of time!

In the spiritual space, Lei Luo looked at the slowly disappearing martial arts juice very reluctantly, anxiously thinking of a way, wanting to absorb as much as possible, suddenly, his eyes turned to the golden book that had been suspended in the spiritual space, since the martial arts juice only needs a blank piece of paper to depict, will the white paper of this golden book also work?

This thought suddenly popped up in his heart, which made Lei Luo's heart burn up in an instant!