The cultivation technique fed back by the purple blood bead mainly tells how to cultivate the Mud Pill Palace.

Zhang Yi deeply knew that in this heavenly realm, he did not have any reliance, and opening fifty-five blood beads was not a strong person, on the contrary, it only corresponded to the appearance of a lower-level or intermediate-level godman, he wanted to have higher achievements, in addition to continuing to open the purple blood beads, another way could only be to cultivate gods and cultivate mud pills.

And at this stage, apart from the life spirit stone that he had never been willing to use, he didn't have any strange things that could help him open the purple blood bead again, so he could only pin his hopes on cultivating the mud pill.

Just do what he said, according to the method of cultivating the gods Zhou Tian, he took out two spirit stones and held them in the palm of his hand.

"Huh?" Originally, he thought that he could quickly extract the divine power on the Divine Spirit Stone, but when he ran the Dharma Zhou Tian, he was shocked to find that he could not extract the divine power, as if there was a resistance, which cut off the connection between himself and the Divine Spirit Stone!

"The imprint in the depths of the soul and this anklet!" As soon as Zhang Yi sensed it, he knew that the problem was the thorn marks on his face and the anklets on his feet, whether it was the thorn marks or the anklets, it was the culprit that blocked your cultivation.

"Hmph." He snorted coldly, although his mind could not penetrate the earth, it could be released, and the imprint in the depths of his soul was not indelible.

His vast mind rushed to the imprint.

There was a "hum", and just as his mind rushed to the imprint, a stinging pain came from his soul, and he snorted in pain, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

At the same time, he was shocked to find that his own thoughts could not erase the imprint in his soul!

His expression became stern, and he also half-squinted his eyes, and continued to think of a way.

He was well aware of the power of his own thoughts, but they seemed to be unable to erase the imprint. Because the brand was like a soldering iron, it had merged with his soul, so it could not be expelled unless it was done in a special way!

But if you can't get rid of it, you can't practice, and if you can't cultivate, you'll have to stay here for 30,000 years!

30,000 years may be just a snap of a finger for others. But it was a long time for him, he was only a few thousand years from his birth to now? So how could he delay 30,000 years here?

"Well, it looks like we can only try the Dew of the Origin!" Zhang Yi took a deep breath, then instantly entered the retreat, and then continued to lock on to that imprint, while concentrating a little bit with his mind, and continued to rush towards that imprint, of course, this time. There was also a purple drop of water in his mind, and this drop of water was the dew of the origin secreted from his purple blood bead!

"Wow~" When the dew of the origin was dyed with that brand, the brand seemed to be shocked, but it was also erased in an instant!

That's right, the Dew of the Origin easily erased the imprint from the depths of his soul!

"Hehehe." Zhang Yi laughed, the benefits of the Origin Dew are simply endless, maybe others can't erase it. But he could!

Of course, the tattoos on the face are still there. He can also erase it at any time, because the imprint in his soul is gone, and the imprint on his face will disappear if he wipes it casually, but he doesn't want to erase it, and having this imprint can also make him remember the shame.

As for the chains on the feet, it's even simpler. He pulled out his big stick, quickly shrunk it to the size of a toothpick, and then slipped it through the gap in the chain, and then, with a gentle farewell. A gap opened in the chain, and he easily split it in two!

As soon as the chains were broken, the mysterious power that bound him disappeared.

Of course, he didn't completely tear off the chains, because he had to link the locks back when someone came.

After feeling himself again, he held the two spirit stones again.

"Pa~Pap~" Under Zhou Tian's operation, the two divine spirit stones were directly shattered, and then two wisps of divine power like fresh air rotated along his Zhou Tian, and finally converged on the Baihui acupoint above his head.

However, the divine power of the two Divine Spirit Stones was too weak and almost imperceptible, and he did not immediately achieve the Mud Pill Palace.

He knew that this would be a huge project, and it would take constant accumulation of divine power, and when the divine power reached a peak value, the Mud Pill Palace would be opened, and then when it continued to accumulate, it would be possible to achieve the Mud Pill.

Only middle-level gods can achieve mud pills, and low-level gods can only achieve mud pills.

He began to continue to extract the divine power from the spirit stone non-stop, continuously.

Time flies, three days later, half of his nearly one million Divine Spirit Stones have been used, but his Mud Pill Palace has not been opened, Zhang Yi's scalp is a little numb, and he also knows that this is a problem with this Divine Cultivation Technique that he has cultivated.

The Divine Cultivation Technique fed back by this Purple Blood Bead is the most powerful Divine Cultivation Technique in the world, and there is no one of them, so the Mud Pill Palace opened up by this Divine Cultivation Technique is at least a hundred times larger than the Mud Pill Palace opened up by other gods.

That is to say, if someone else can use a Divine Spirit Stone to open up the Mud Pill Palace, he needs to use a hundred, and if someone else can achieve it in one day, he needs a hundred days.

Of course, after achieving the Mud Pill Palace, he is also countless stronger than others, not to mention a hundred times stronger, but he can definitely sweep away a qiē opponent, and even cross the level to challenge.

What's more, his Dao Seed Yuan Infant and his physical body are perfectly integrated, so opening up the Mud Pill Palace now is also equivalent to opening up the Mud Pill Palace in the Dao Seed, and what is his Dao Seed? It is the power of the Dao, the power of the realm, the power of the stars, the power of the immortals, etc., etc., the mixture of various powers, it can be said that his Dao is a bottomless pit.

Therefore, if he wants to open up the Mud Pill Palace, others may be able to use divine power, but he also needs the power of the Heavenly Dao, the power of the realm, the power of the stars, and so on.

"Then go on." Zhang Yi doesn't care about it, once he decides something, he will run all the way to the dark.

When the Divine Spirit Stone was used for 800,000 eight, the sea of mud was formed.

And what is a sea of mud? The sea of mud is the prototype of the mud pill palace, just like the dantian qi sea, the achievement of the mud sea is expected to shape the mud pill palace.

Zhang Yi stopped at this time, the sea of mud had just taken shape, so if you want to shape it, I'm afraid that three or eight hundred thousand pieces are not enough!

And he still has hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, these spirit stones have to deal with unexpected needs, and he also has to deal with the team leader Wang Wendong coming to collect rent.

"There is divine power in the spirit stone, there is divine power in the artifact, there is divine power in the divine tree, the grass god, the insect god, the clothes god, the armor and the divine pill, etc., all have divine power, and as long as there is divine power, then it can also be used for cultivation!"

"Also, I can go out, steal the Eye of the Heavens, steal a power that can be stolen, and it can also help me cultivate the Mud Pill Palace! ～”

Wang Wendong came again, Zhang Yi gave him four spirit stones again, and after sending him away, his body shook and quickly became invisible, and at the same time began to slowly move up the road.

He didn't run away, because he didn't have the qualifications to run away now, and if he escaped, he would have to avoid pursuit everywhere, and no one could beat him, so it was better to take advantage of this opportunity to concentrate on cultivation. (To be continued.) )