Closing his eyes, he felt the cultivation in his body boiling like scorching boiling water, and Lin slowly had pain on his face.

In the boiling spiritual power lake of the dantian qi in the body, an illusory white foundation platform rose again, and at the moment when the spiritual power lake surfaced, a desolate and desolate aura instantly spread to every corner of Lin Yan's body, making the originally boiling spiritual power have a moment of calm.

The small cracks on the pedestal have a quaint atmosphere, like an avenue.

At this moment, the spiritual power in the blood pool seemed to be attracted to gather around Lin Slowly's body, forming a ball of spiritual power that wrapped Lin Slowly.

The momentum on Lin Slowly's body climbed after the appearance of the pedestal, and there was a sharp edge in it.

On the pedestal, a light blue spirit pattern gradually appeared with the passage of time, and the color gradually became richer, and the more spirit patterns on the pedestal, the more spiritual patterns on the pedestal, indicating how far a monk would go, representing how far Lin would go in the future.

After a few breaths, under the sudden shock of the abutment, the first light blue spirit pattern was completely formed, deeply engraved on the surface of the abutment, and at the same time, the cracks that seemed to be born on the abutment platform dissipated inexplicably after the first spirit pattern was formed.

The spiritual power around his body poured in quickly, and Lin slowly watched as the second light blue spirit pattern gradually emerged on the foundation platform, and then the third line appeared again in the roar, and the cracks on the foundation platform healed a lot again.

After the third line was formed, under Lin's slowly nervous gaze, the foundation platform was slightly silent, as if breaking through some boundary, and a larger, darker spirit pattern slowly appeared on the foundation platform.

With the appearance of one spirit pattern after another, Lin's momentum slowly became stronger, and at this moment, the momentum had reached the ordinary foundation, feeling the reduction of cracks on the foundation, and with every breath, Lin slowly felt that the cultivation in his body became more and more refined.

With a flash of his eyes, Lin slowly understood that the cracks on the foundation platform represented flaws, like a wooden barrel with cracks, and the water in it was always full, and there would always be some water oozing out of the seemingly inconspicuous cracks on the edge of the barrel.

And the monk's carving of the spirit pattern on the foundation is equivalent to the process of repairing the cracks and achieving perfection for himself.

Let the monk's own cultivation form a separate world in the body, not affected by the outside world, and the fewer cracks, the more perfect the monk himself is, if there is no foundation for a crack

Tattoos are .......

Lin slowly shook his heart.

"Combat power is outstanding!"

"Cultivators, no matter what, can't escape the word 'cultivation', 'cultivation' is to make up for their own shortcomings, make up for their own flaws, and strive to make themselves perfect."

"That's it...... Repair. ”

"Repaired...... It's itself. ”

As Lin slowly realized, the spirit patterns on the foundation platform increased one after another, and in the blink of an eye, it had reached six spirit patterns, and at this point, the speed of the spirit pattern condensation on the foundation began to slow down, and at this speed, I am afraid that it will completely stop after a few breaths.

Feeling the rich spiritual power coming from the pool of blood outside his body, Lin slowly sighed in his heart.

"Even if I, Lin slowly understand what cultivation is, what can I do, in the final analysis, I still can't do it, the six spiritual patterns are already the limit, and there is a bunch of spiritual power in the outside world that cannot be absorbed."

After the sixth spiritual pattern appeared on the illusory foundational platform, the foundational platform in the dantian gradually became condensed from illusory, and then slowly fell on the spiritual power lake.

With the change of the pedestal, Lin Yan's previous experience flashed quickly in front of his eyes, and it was replayed several times in the blink of an eye, and finally stopped in the black void when the beautiful woman watched him leave.

His heart suddenly tightened, thinking of the moment when the beautiful woman blocked the golden knife light for herself, and what happened to the beautiful woman now, Lin slowly felt unwilling in his heart.

"Ever since I woke up that day, I thought I had been abandoned."

"But today I realized that there is still someone who can give everything for me and love me!"

"That man...... It's my mother....... ”

"Now the so-called Emperor Heaven still hasn't let me go, my mother doesn't know whether she is alive or dead, if I only have six foundation building spirit patterns in this life, even the golden pill is difficult to achieve, one day I will be caught by the emperor, there is no way to take revenge, like this...... I'm not reconciled! ”

With a flash of his eyes, Lin slowly opened his eyes, looking at the rich spiritual power that wrapped him, and there was firmness in his eyes.

"Since there is an almost endless amount of spiritual power in this pool of blood that can support me in carving spirit patterns, and can heal me in some ways, if I don't work hard...... You will regret it for the rest of your life! ”

With the words, Lin slowly paused in the roar of the gradually falling foundation building platform on the spiritual power lake in the dantian, no longer becoming condensed, but gradually rising in a slow but firm manner.

As the foundation platform rose, the spiritual power from the outside world instantly poured into Lin Slowly's body, so that only half of the sixth spiritual pattern was completed and continued to take shape with the support of spiritual power.

Lin Slowly's face was in pain, this was caused by forcibly accommodating spiritual power, this time it was different from when the Sword Sect broke through, Dumb would rather give up his own spiritual patterns to help Lin Slowly, at this time, Lin Slowly was like a palm-sized bottle, he had to forcibly accommodate a bucket of water, and the final result was only to be burst.

However, although under the protection of the blood pool formed by the blood demon, he did not receive serious injuries and the depiction spirit pattern was interrupted, but the pain was real, and the pain increased several times in the continuous injury and recovery.

Despite this, Lin slowly but unusually calm.

"I don't want to be a prey in the eyes of others, I want to have the strength to control my own destiny, this idea has existed since I was chased by Wang Zhan."

On the pedestal, after the sixth spirit pattern was fully formed, there was a pause for a moment, and under a loud sound that made Lin's soul roar, a ...... appeared on the pedestal Golden Spiritual Pattern.

At the same time, Lin slowly trembled, and the blood veins swelled instantly at this moment, and cyan blood vessels appeared on his white arms.

With his eyes closed, Lin slowly didn't pay attention to the number of spiritual patterns on the foundation, and he didn't seem to feel his own pain.

"When I suddenly learned that there was a monk who was so earth-shattering that I was always thinking about my life, this idea of taking control of my own destiny became stronger."

"Especially knowing that your relatives don't know if they live or die for themselves...... This thought was invisibly deeply engraved in my own heart. ”

As Lin slowly deepened his thoughts, the spiritual power in the blood pool in the outside world instantly became irritable at this moment, and the endless spiritual power suddenly flew out of the blood pool, with the color of blood, slowly enveloping Lin inside, forming a blood-colored cocoon.

The great changes in the outside world made the ink demon who originally thought that Lin Slowly should break through at this moment, and looked at the painful expression on Lin Slowly's face through the blood-colored spiritual power, his eyes widened, and he said loudly.

"Lin girl, you don't want to die, you will die if you forcibly break through like this! If you want to die, don't pull the old lady! ”

Opening his eyes, feeling a large amount of spiritual power from all around his body into his body, as if he had been stabbed down with a needle, Lin slowly frowned slightly, but the eyes that looked at the ink demon were extremely calm, so that the words of the loud ink demon paused.

In Lin Slowly's eyes, the ink demon didn't see the slightest pain in Lin Slowly, and only had incomparable firmness.

Closing his eyes again, the blood vessels that slowly emerged on Lin's body surface became even more hideous at this moment.

"I'm very afraid of death in my life, so I want to live, even if it's just a stealing life, it's good to live an ordinary life...... But instead of waiting in fear for all the time that followed, it is better to fight to the death and raise your cultivation to the limit, even if you die, you will die in your own hands! ”

The spiritual power that spread out from the blood pool suddenly reached the extreme at this moment, and quickly gathered around Lin Yan's body, so much so that it produced traces in the air.

A strong blood-colored vortex was formed, slowly enveloping the forest.

Lin's slow momentum skyrocketed in an instant at this moment, and a second golden spirit pattern appeared on the foundation platform, and as for the crack that appeared with the foundation platform, most of it dissipated.

Sitting in the blood-colored whirlpool, a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of Lin's lips, recalling the beautiful woman in white, Lin slowly leaked a smile from the corner of his mouth with blood.

"And most importantly, in addition to the fear of death...... I also want to protect my loved ones, and that's the most important thing. ”

The momentum on his body reached the extreme, and the pain on Lin Slowly's face intensified at this moment, and a mouthful of blood could no longer bear to spurt out, and even there were traces of being cracked on the white skin, and blood beads appeared.

But in the shocked eyes of the ink demon, Lin slowly appeared on the foundation building platform with a third golden spirit pattern.

Nine Spirit Patterns...... Extreme foundations.

This is the limit of foundation building among monks.

But Lin slowly felt ...... It seems that his body is still a little short of reaching its limit.

Opening his eyes, Lin slowly looked at the pool of blood below him, and there was decisiveness in his eyes.

"Either it's not crazy, since it's crazy...... For so long, let me Lin slowly be greedy for a big one!. ”

Stretching out his finger, Lin slowly flashed his gaze, and the magma in the blood pool exploded, and a drop of blood gradually gathered in mid-air, but the volume of spiritual power that he continued to absorb did not change in the slightest, and only the extremely rich bright red changed.

Stretching out his hand, looking at the bright red blood that should have been bloody on the tips of his fingers, there was an inexplicable sense of purity at the moment.

This is the true inheritance of the Blood Immortal, and everything is contained in the blood of Lin Slowly's fingertips.

And Lin slowly wanted to use the blood that contained the blood of the blood immortal inheritance in this place to portray his last spirit pattern.

It belongs to the tenth perfect foundation building spirit pattern of the blood immortal inheritance. (To be continued.) )