In a beautiful place of feng shui surrounded by mountains and rivers, a young man is carving something on a square boulder that has been repaired with sharp weapons. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The young man is Zhao Lingzhu, and he is building a tomb for the Jiao Beast at this time. The feng shui is beautiful, the land of mountains and rivers is everywhere in the inkstone mountain, and the tombstone is not peculiar, but a large bluestone was cut into a square shape by Zhao Lingzhu with an ink-colored sword, and even the body of the Jiao beast in the tomb is not complete, because Jiao Dan was taken away by Zhao Lingzhu, and the Jiao head has two horns, a main tendon, the hardest scale armor on the back, and the internal organs...... If it weren't for Zhao Lingzhu's storage magic weapon, the space was really limited, and the Jiao Beast without clothes would not even have a clothed mound.

However, Zhao Lingzhu was willing to waste his energy at this time to build a grave for the Jiao Beast that had no relationship with him anymore, proving that he had existed in this world where countless demon beast monks died every day and no one remembered it anymore, which was already the most merciful thing Zhao Lingzhu could do.

It naturally doesn't take much time for a cultivator who has reached the late stage of innate to make an ordinary tomb, but half a day later, Zhao Lingzhu has done everything, Zhao Lingzhu didn't say anything, just patted on the boulder on the tomb that was used as a tombstone, and then left without looking back.

Zhao Lingzhu found a cave, blocked the entrance of the cave, and took out a precious night pearl and inlaid it on the top of the cave.

Zhao Lingzhu retreated at this time, naturally to refine the Jiao Dan in his hand in order to make a breakthrough. Jiao Beast's Inner Dan has been repeatedly refined by Jiao Beast, so that it is like a magic weapon, although the preciousness is still above other demon beasts of the same level, but it is also more difficult to refine, for Zhao Lingzhu, who is only in the late stage of congenital development, refining the middle stage of the Purple Mansion Great Demon, or the Inner Dan of the Jiao Beast Great Demon, is a huge challenge.

Zhao Lingzhu turned over his hand, Jiaodan was held in Zhao Lingzhu's hand, Jiaodan texture is clear, round and transparent, like a cyan glass ball, if it falls in the mundane world is a precious collection.

Zhao Lingzhu didn't do much else, and the Jiaodan in his hand actually entered a state of concentration, and the cave was quiet for a while, only the faint cold light emitted by the night pearl and the faint blue light emitted by Jiaodan after entering the true qi reflected each other.

It makes sense to say that there is no time for cultivating immortals, because the more superb the monk's cultivation, the longer the lifespan, and the more exaggerated the concept of time, like Zhao Lingzhu, a monk who has not yet entered the immortal path is okay, or in years, but once he enters the immortal register, even if it is the lowest earth immortal, the longevity will be greatly increased, at that time, it will take decades to do one thing, and a short retreat may also be hundreds of years, not to mention those who have great supernatural powers that change the color of the world when they move.

Zhao Lingzhu's retreat naturally couldn't last for several years, not even a month, but Zhao Lingzhu still felt that time was just flowing away unconsciously.

One day in the cave where Zhao Lingzhu was retreating, the Jiaodan held by Zhao Lingzhu had lost all its color and shrunk greatly, becoming only the size of a projectile. Suddenly, the projectile split in half without warning, making a subtle sound.

However, it seemed that this slight sound woke up the person in the dream, and the eyelids twitched slightly, and then revealed the bright eyes that were slightly confused, but soon, the confusion in the eyes disappeared, and at the same time, the sharp light flashed.

Zhao Lingzhu clenched his fist, the projectile fragments turned into powder, and at the same time, Zhao Lingzhu formed a five-hearted handprint, and a burst of majestic power brewed in Zhao Lingzhu's small body. But because most of the Jiao Beast's life cultivation is preserved in Jiaodan, after Zhao Lingzhu's refining, the power contained in it is far more than that of ordinary human Purple Mansion monks, at this time, this huge power has been refined into the body by Zhao Lingzhu, and it is only the last step This huge power belongs to Zhao Lingzhu, and this is also the most important Zhao Lingzhu The last step to break through the Purple Mansion.

Before entering the realm of the Purple Mansion, the storage of the monk's true yuan was generally in the dantian, and after breaking through the Purple Mansion, the monk opened up a space in the Mud Pill Palace of Zhihai, which seemed to be the beginning of the opening of the world, so it was named the Purple Mansion. At this time, the monk's true yuan storage is in the Purple Mansion, not only the reserve has increased, but even the recovery speed has also greatly increased, coupled with the change of the sea of knowledge, the monk's spiritual sense has been greatly strengthened, so the Purple Mansion has a great advantage over the innate nature.

Zhao Lingzhu's true yuan at this time is in the dantian, but the amount is too big, if it weren't for Zhao Lingzhu's innate cultivation of refining the body, it can't be said that the dantian has broken at this time, even so Zhao Lingzhu is also swollen and painful, but Zhao Lingzhu is already covered with cold sweat at this time, and his handsome little face is hideous and white.

The rebellious Zhenyuan in Zhao Lingzhu's dantian followed the meridians and launched an impact on the Mud Pill Palace again and again, making the gate of the Purple Mansion thinner and thinner, but Zhao Lingzhu's face also appeared bloody, not ruddy, but a sign of extreme pain in qi and blood disorder.

However, Zhao Lingzhu can have this kind of cultivation at such an age, in addition to his innate cultivation and outstanding talent, more importantly, he has a firm heart towards the Tao, just like when he was chased by demon beasts, he was desperate several times, but he firmly did not use the life-saving hole card handed to him by Ji Haiyi, because he firmly believed that there was a great terror between life and death, and only by experiencing life and death once and again could he go further and further on the road of cultivating immortals.

Although the process is extremely painful, the way of cultivating immortals who fight for their lives with the sky is like this, and there is always a reward for paying. Finally, under Zhao Lingzhu's unremitting insistence, the barrier between the Mud Pill Palace and the Purple Mansion finally exploded, and a steady stream of true yuan rushed into the Purple Mansion, there was a great terror between life and death, and there was also a great opportunity, Zhao Lingzhu only felt that the Lingtai was clear for a while, and it was more compatible with heaven and earth, and the Purple Mansion became bigger and bigger with the influx of the True Yuan, and Zhao Lingzhu's cultivation was also rising, and it was actually raised to the peak of the early stage of the Purple Mansion before gradually stopping, and it was only one step away from the middle of the Purple Mansion.

At this time, Zhao Lingzhu's cultivation as he improved, his state of mind cultivation also soared, and the higher his cultivation became, the more he could feel that the road ahead was long and far away, which made Zhao Lingzhu feel awe of heaven and earth, and at the same time, he also longed for the top of cultivating immortals.

Zhao Lingzhu calmed down, seeing that his eyes were on himself and looking inwardly at the Purple Mansion, Zhao Lingzhu frowned, because he actually found the slightest crack on his Purple Mansion, but it was because of the sequelae of Zhao Lingzhu's forcible breakthrough. However, Zhao Lingzhu didn't care too much, as long as he cultivated properly, it wouldn't hinder the big thing.

At this time, Zhao Lingzhu stood up, moved his muscles and bones that had not moved for nearly a month, cleaned up the things in the cave, and as soon as his true qi moved, he blasted away the boulder blocking the entrance of the cave and walked out. He hadn't forgotten the purpose of his trip.

A black and white strange-looking flying bird stood on the branch of a towering tree with its only claw, the breath was not weak, and there was actually a purple mansion cultivation, but for some reason, this purple mansion demon was actually a little embarrassed, and the broken claw wounds that had been scabbed were not counted, and the body was actually full of dissatisfaction bites, all of which were bloody. At this point, it was obviously exhausted, and it actually dozed off.

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