Gan Lin sprinkled on Ku Yu's body, his wounds gradually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he was still absorbing it, and the sea of qi was greedy and running at high speed, transforming it into martial qi.

The bottleneck of the dry rain cultivation actually began to loosen, and there were faint signs of breakthrough, these ganlin were absorbed by the Tianmu Beast, and the original qi that had not had time to digest it was dispersed into the heavens and the earth and materialized, without any effect on the Tianmu Beast itself.

After the sea of qi was filled with martial qi, it began to compress, condense the martial qi into a liquid state, purify and quench it little by little, and in the end, most of the martial qi of the sea of qi only turned into a drop of martial liquid. The essence is not too expensive, this drop of martial liquid is enough to equal the amount of martial energy twice the amount of dry rain qi sea, and martial liquid is a sign of the true entry of martial arts.

Martial arts are at most preschool education, and once the condensation of martial arts is the real start, barely knocking on the door of martial arts. But martial qi is not something that ordinary martial artists can refine, only by chance, the transformation of martial qi into martial qi is irregular, maybe now, it may not be done until death, and it is not limited by cultivation.

Otherwise, if Handan had condensed his martial arts at that time, let alone kill the big man, he would have no power to fight back at all. Martial liquid is more powerful than martial energy, it can be said that it is not an exaggeration to say that any martial artist who condenses martial liquid will at least achieve the martial spirit realm in the end.

With his instinct, Ku Yu continued to absorb Ganlin, replenish his martial energy, and then refine his martial liquid. However, the sea of qi, which was even smaller than that of ordinary martial arts realm martial artists in the dry rain, could only hold ten drops of martial liquid.

The dry rain controls the ten drops of martial liquid, constantly washing the meridians, so that the fit between the meridians and the martial liquid is improved, and there will be no backlash due to resistance, the martial liquid renders the meridians golden yellow, and the meridians are gradually tempered and become tough.

When the martial liquid continued to wash away and was naturally exhausted, the dry rain had to absorb the original qi, and the operation of the qi sea had already made a substantial leap, and it was soon filled with martial qi again. With the experience of the last time, the dry rain was familiar with the road, and once again condensed ten drops of martial liquid, ready to break through the small pole top in one fell swoop.

Gan Lin turned into a cyclone, was compressed by the sudden wave of qi, and attached to the skin of the dry rain, the power of the dry rain continued to rise, and in an instant, he had already stepped into the extreme top of the martial form realm in half a step, and he was only short of the final breakthrough.

Ganlin's characteristics have opened the way behind this bottleneck for dry rain, which is undoubtedly a convenient door, but with the continuous intake of it into the sea of qi, the flesh seems to be imperceptible, and it has become resistant to it, and the effect is weakened little by little.

If you can't grasp the opportunity well, the two breakthroughs at the peak of the small pole in the martial arts realm are fruitless, it is enough to make the dry rain's martial arts stumble flaws, and how to achieve it can only become empty talk.

Ku Yu manipulated the martial liquid to whirl at high speed in the sea of qi, impacting the four walls of the sea of qi, and the practice was not broken or standing, and Ku Yu always believed that martial artists should be ruthless to themselves, if there was comfort at all, it was undoubtedly a joke.

The madness in the bones of the dry rain has been intensified. After fainting, all his movements relied on instinct to govern, that is to say, the current dry rain has no consciousness, only pain.

As the dry rain cultivation gradually consolidated, the momentum of the rise in the early stage of the extreme peak in the martial form realm stagnated, and Ganlin's irritability obviously calmed down a lot, and it began to become thinner.

The effect of Ganlin is already dispensable to the dry rain, and the sea of qi is really barren, so of course it runs on its own. The vision transitioned from hazy to clear, and there was a howl from it, which could be vaguely discerned, it was the cry of a young beast, and it seemed that the hatching of the Tianmu eggs was also successful, and it was not affected by the thunderstorm.

The girl moved her body, but she couldn't get close, Gan Lin invisibly turned into a barrier, blocking the girl's way, and only when Gan Lin completely dispersed could she figure out the changes.

Suspected eggshell debris residue, scattered all over the ground, a ball of white cotton squirmed, cotton stretched out, a pair of vertical ears propped up, very petite, it is the appearance of a small dog beast, the lethality of women is undoubtedly great, it is a hatched Tianmu beast.

Because the Celestial Eye Beast devoured the Five-Clawed Nether Dog, before it could digest it, it fell into the "reincarnation rebellion" of the Lingering God, so it was similar to it in shape and appearance, but it was slightly different.

The Tianmu Beast is the bloodline of the Holy Beast, and once it is hatched and cultivated, it must be at the level of the Immortal Beast, and the most unfortunate talent is also the peak of the Five-Trace Spirit Beast, but it has signed a symbiotic blood contract with the dry rain, and the strength of the cultivation is equal to the strength of the dry rain, and at this time, the Tianmu Beast is equivalent to the realm of the Three-Trace Mortal Beast.

However, Sai Weng knows that it is not a blessing, this is not all bad, because it is tantamount to starting from scratch at this time, if it has the strength of a spirit beast or even an immortal beast from the beginning, it is putting a shackle on its achievements, and it will always only hover at the previous height, and it is impossible to improve.

The little Tianmu beast opened its eyes, its amber eyes were full of ignorance, everything was new to it, and its curiosity was naturally not less. It looked around to the left and right, and suddenly saw the dry rain lying not far away, and barked a few times but got no response.

The little Celestial Eye Beast struggled to prop up its limbs and staggered forward, but it only moved two steps before it fell heavily: "Whew."

It screamed softly and stood again, moving forward again, this is also Nirvana, it fell many times before it finally came to the side of the dry rain.

The little Tianmu beast stretched out its scarlet tongue and gently licked Kuyu's face, it felt the deep sorrow in Kuyu's heart, and conveyed it directly to its soul, it rubbed Kuyu's back, and then crawled on the ground waiting for Kuyu to wake up.

The rain was gone, the girl was no longer hindered, her vision was already clear, and she naturally saw this scene. Instead of trying to get closer, she picked up a branch, carved a few lines into the ground, and walked away.

When she is sober, the beauty is gone. At dawn on the second day, Ku Yu's injuries were completely recovered, and his cultivation stabilized at the early stage of the extreme peak of the Martial Formation Realm, but he only saw the corpse of the withered soul leaning quietly under the tree.

The little Tianmu beast noticed the movement, and woke up from a nap, and the dry rain looked at it, and one person and one beast looked at each other, and they all felt that each other was a kind of fusion in the blood, as if the other party was a part of their own body, inseparable.

The withered rain scratched the fine hairs on the neck of the little Tianmu beast, and had already guessed that the little Tianmu beast was hatched from the Tianmu egg, but completely ignored his full hair, straightened up and knelt down in front of the dry soul, and knocked three times, and the little Tianmu beast also imitated the movements of the dry rain.

After knocking, the dry rain brushed away the fine dust on the knees, wrapped the martial qi with a pair of fists, evenly pounded the ground, smashed out of the pit, and then repeated the rest, the little Tianmu beast swung its claws to help the dry rain smooth the sharp edges of the pit.

Soon the pit was formed, and it looked like a low grave, which was the last thing that the dry rain could do for the dry soul, and the dry rain put the dead soul's body into it, digging the earth and burying it, and every time the heart would be touched by it.

The dry rain inserted a wooden plaque engraved with "Uncle Zun's Tomb of the Dry Soul", slapped his right chest with force, swore in a deep voice, the oath echoed, and the mountains could hear it, and he was a witness: "I will be the dry soul rain in the future, if I can't slaughter the high priest of the dry country, I will not return to the mountain, and worship Uncle without words."