The days of cultivation were boring, and since Han Ming worshipped the Lingwu Master as his teacher, he was constantly absorbing spiritual power every day, preparing to break through the ranks and reach the foundation.

Every day, the Lingwu Venerable would take out a bunch of elixirs and place them around Han Ming, allowing him to absorb spiritual power a little faster. Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, it had been a year.

Within this year, under Han Ming's continuous hard work, he finally reached the conditions for advanced foundation building, and he was waiting to start breaking the ranks. As long as he reached the foundation building, it meant that Han Ming had truly stepped into the cultivation realm.

Only when he reached the foundation building could Han Ming choose some spells and start to continue cultivating the second layer of his Heaven Devouring Record. For the second layer of the Sky Devouring Record, for Han Ming, it has always been a mystery.

Because during this year, Han Ming had also secretly read it in his mind when the Lingwu Venerable Master went out to pick herbs. But I found that before the foundation building period, all I saw was a barrenness. In desperation, Han Ming had no choice but to settle down and began to absorb spiritual power little by little.

At this time, Han Ming was sitting in a room, this room had no special furnishings, only a bed and a gossip formation. And Han Ming was sitting in that formation, surrounded by all kinds of spiritual elixirs full of aura.

The Lingwu Master was protecting Han Ming at this time, and in just one year, Han Ming had reached the requirements of the foundation building period, which was really indispensable to the hard work of the Lingwu Master.

If it weren't for the fact that the Lingwu Venerable got up early and greedy to look for the elixir every day, Han Ming would not have been able to break through the ranks and reach the foundation building stage so quickly.

"Master, I'm going to start breaking through the ranks!" Han Ming still sat cross-legged, opened his eyes, and said to the Lingwu Master.

The Lingwu Venerable nodded excitedly, and hurriedly said, "Okay, you should quickly break the ranks, and protect the Dharma for your teacher! If you succeed in breaking the rank, the teacher will let you go to play with Wan'er for a few days. ”

The inner demon is a threshold for those who cultivate the truth. Every time a cultivator breaks through the ranks, he will encounter various illusions on the way, and each of these illusions represents a demon. As long as the cultivator's heart is not firm, he will be devoured by the demons in his heart and end up with a scattered soul.

And it was not for nothing that the Venerable Lingwu mentioned Wan'er at this time. During the year, Wan'er would come to Han Ming almost every two or three days, but she couldn't see Han Ming nine times out of ten. For Han Ming, the most important thing now is to cultivate, cultivate, and cultivate again.

Every time Wan'er returned disappointed, Han Ming's painstaking cultivation was seen by the Lingwu Venerable. He thought that Han Ming cultivated so hard for Wan'er, and he hoped to be worthy of Wan'er.

Especially when they heard Zhou Tai talk about the past in Ivory City, the two old guys conspired to pull the strings between the two little guys when the time was ripe. But both Master Lingwu and Zhou Tai miscalculated.

This time, it was Murong Wan who deliberately fell with the flowing water, while Han Ming was ruthlessly in love with the flowing water.

Hearing the words of the Lingwu Master, Han Ming smiled bitterly in his heart, did not speak, and then closed his eyes, mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body and began to impact the Lingdu acupoint. This Lingdu Cave is the key to this breaking step and becoming the foundation building.

When the Lingdu Acupoint did not reach the foundation, it was blocked by a cloud of gray black qi around it, so that the spiritual power could not rush through. As a result, the body cannot be better improved, and the divine consciousness cannot be more powerful.

As long as you mobilize the spiritual power of the whole body, hit the Lingdu acupoint with all your strength, and after the Lingdu acupoint is rushed away, the spiritual energy will smoothly shuttle through the Lingdu acupoint inside the body, and the first step can be completed.

The second step is for the divine consciousness to enter the Lingdu acupoint, take out the gray black qi, and slowly refine it with the power of the divine sense. As long as the black qi is refined, its breaking stage will naturally reach the foundation building stage.

At this time, Han Ming held his breath and condensed the spiritual power of his whole body into the size of a small fingernail. When he felt that the spiritual power in his whole body had been successfully gathered, he rushed towards the black qi in his own spiritual acupoint.

The first impact was just a little bit of black qi that dispersed it, and Han Ming was not discouraged, which the Lingwu Venerable had told him before.

Han Ming once again mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body, preparing for the next impact. Who knew that as soon as the spiritual power of the whole body was gathered, his spiritual energy the size of a fingernail suddenly disappeared.

At this time, Han Ming was stunned, how could it be that the spiritual power in his whole body suddenly disappeared?

And the Lingwu Master was even more confused, it stands to reason that when Han Ming began to attack, there should be chaos around him. The first time was normal, there were a lot of spiritual power fluctuations, why did this second spiritual power fluctuation disappear?

Just when both of them were surprised, there was a change in Han Ming's body. I saw that in Han Ming's dantian, streams of blood-red gas came out, and Han Ming felt that this was his spiritual power, but the color was not that faint color, but a color full of blood and killing.

"What's going on, why did my spiritual power become like this?" Han Ming looked at the changes in his body, very confused, but he still didn't know what was going on.

Thinking about it, Han Ming suddenly remembered the Sky Devouring Record. "Could it be the change caused by the cultivation of the Heaven Devouring Record?" Thinking of this, Han Ming was not prepared to delay time, and directly manipulated this mutated spiritual power to impact the Spirit Governor Acupoint again.

The black qi in the Lingdu Acupoint in the body was impacted by Han Ming's mutated spiritual power, and it was scattered in an instant. His own mutated spiritual power was even more greedy, and began to swim around him through the Lingdu Acupoint.

After dispersing the Lingdu acupoint, when the aura wanders around the body. Han Ming felt that the pores all over his body were growing comfortably, and Han Ming couldn't tell what it was, but he only vaguely knew that he had gotten a qualitative change.

"Since it's going so well, then let's continue to devour this black qi in one go!" Han Ming thought happily, and then controlled his divine sense to slowly enter the surroundings of the Lingdu Acupoint, and began to devour the pieces of black qi that had been scattered around.

At first, Han Ming felt that everything was going well, but the more he found that the more he devoured, the more vague his divine sense became. In the middle of it, when he was about to devour a piece of black qi, Han Ming's divine sense suddenly fell into a coma.

When Han Ming's divine sense slowly woke up, he opened his eyes, only to see that he was in the Wu family. Han Ming shook his head and thought to himself, "This must be an illusion, but how could I dream of this?"

After a period of annoyance, Han Ming looked around disgustedly, but was surprised to find that he was living in Wu Tian's room before. The clothes he wears are not as casual as before, but brocade and satin.

Han Mingzou frowned, and as soon as he walked to the door, he found his mother holding a bowl of bird's nest and entered Han Ming's room with a smile: "Ming'er, this is the best blood swallow that your father asked for from other Taoist friends, you should drink it quickly!

"Injury?, Blood Swallow?" Han Ming sneered in his heart. "He annoys me so much, how could he bring this superb blood swallow to heal me because I have an injury, this kind of illusion is really too fake, right?"

Without waiting for Han Ming to think about it, Han Ming's mother Han Ling'er glanced at Han Ming worriedly, and said a little anxiously: "Ming'er, do you feel uncomfortable in your head?" Do you want to call your father, it looks like you've got another headache!"

After hearing this, Han Ming looked at the familiar worried look of his mother in front of him, some doubts appeared in his mind, and he asked himself: "Headache disease? How could I have this kind of disease?" It's even more nonsense, forget it, I can finally take another look at my mother here, it turns out that my mother is dressed up and is also very beautiful!"

Han Ling'er saw that Han Ming was still thinking about something, so she hurriedly sent someone to call Han Ming's father, Wu Wei, over. It didn't take long for Wu Wei to come anxiously, and saw the son in front of him frowning deeply, as if he was thinking about something, and his face was sad and a little annoyed.

"Ming'er, don't think about anything. Ever since you had this strange disease ten years ago, you've been having inexplicable dreams. Now be obedient, drink this bowl of blood swallows, and you will be better!" Wu Wei personally brought the blood swallows and said to Han Ming kindly.

When Han Ming looked at his father who was so kind and considerate in front of him, for him who had no father's love since he was a child, he finally couldn't help but shed tears. At this time, Han Ming didn't seem to remember that this was an illusion.

Thinking about it again: "Strange disease, dreaming, is it true that everything is my dream?" Thinking of this, Han Ming glanced at Wu Wei and Han Ling'er in front of him with some horror.

Seeing Han Ming like this, Wu Wei couldn't hold back his distressed appearance any longer, and hurriedly sent spiritual power into Han Ming's body, and said, "Child, hold on." Don't think about it, all nightmares will pass. Don't be afraid for the Father and your Mother to be by your side!"

Until this moment, looking at his anxious father and his tearful mother, Han Ming suddenly had a thought rushing out: "It turns out that everything is my dream!

Wu Wei watched Han Ming's situation gradually stabilize, and handed it to Han Ming with the bowl of blood swallows, asking him to drink it. At this time, Han Ming was enjoying the love of his parents, and his divine consciousness had all sunk into it, and he was about to drink this bowl of blood swallows.

Suddenly, a familiar voice was heard.

"Boss, when are you going to let me out to breathe, I'm going to suffocate to death!" Hearing this immature voice and that somewhat angry tone, Han Ming suddenly woke up.

At this time, Han Ming was furious, he didn't expect that what he thought was a low-level illusion almost caused him to fall into it and couldn't extricate himself. At the moment, he snorted coldly: "Hmph! Little illusion, break me, break, break!"

Wu Wei and Han Ling'er in the illusion were still about to say something, but suddenly everything around them, including the two of them, turned into smoke. Han Ming appeared in the Lingdu Cave again, which confirmed that everything just now was just a dream.

Han Ming, who had just escaped, exhaled and said luckily: "It's okay, it's okay, it's good that Xiao Hei spoke to my divine sense just now." Otherwise, if I drink that bowl of blood swallows, I really don't know what the consequences will be!"

At this time, Han Ming's divine consciousness was not only completely awake, but also because of the devouring of that black qi, his divine consciousness was also getting stronger a little bit. The rest of the remaining small amount of black qi was swallowed by Han Ming in his familiarity.

When Han Ming came out, he found that he was ** all over his body. A black fluid was discharged from the surrounding part of his body, and the skin of his whole body was actually a little red with blood.

Seeing Han Ming wake up, the Master Lingwu said excitedly: "Good boy, you have succeeded in breaking through the rank without the help of your teacher, and you really deserve to be my Lingwu apprentice, haha!"

After that, Han Ming looked at the changes in his surroundings and body, and asked, "What is the black liquid around here?"

"Oh, that's the impurities of your body. When you become a monk in the foundation building period, you will discharge such impurities. It's just that when the foundation building is successful, your skin will turn a little whiter, why does your body become a little red?" After the Lingwu Master finished explaining, he was quite surprised to see the changes in Han Ming's body.

Han Ming shook his head and said a little tiredly, "I don't know why this happened!"

The Venerable Lingwu didn't think much about it, he took out a white Taoist robe and a pill and threw it to Han Ming, and said, "You should rest and rest first, you must be tired! I'm going to tell them the good news now, haha!"

After that, the Master Lingwu walked out happily, and said to himself excitedly as he walked: "Haha, my apprentice has reached the foundation building period just a year after entering the mountain gate, they must not have imagined it!"

After Han Ming took the clothes and pills, he glanced at the white robe and saw a gossip printed on the back. Suddenly remembered: "I have reached the foundation building, not only can I cultivate the second layer of the Heaven Devouring Record, but I can also follow the master to learn the Beidou Zhou Yi Hexagram!"

After thinking about it, Han Ming put on his clothes, swallowed the pill, and began to close his eyes and prepare to feel the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building.