The white waves in the wet sea are turning.

The water and sky here are all white, and the world is white.

The boundless spiritual sea is as white as coconut milk, the waves are chasing each other and playing, and the pure and beautiful breath makes the people on the Lingshi shore beach a little drunk in their hearts.

Three-Stone Pavilion.

Meng Xiaopao lay on the shore of the spirit stone, listening to the rushing waves with his ears, and his body absorbed the spiritual power of the spirit stone.

You can't be as leisurely as in the past, the opposite side of the world is not so easy to stand on, and strength is essential.

To wash the veins is to use spiritual power to wash the meridians.

But this wash is not an ordinary wash.

The spiritual power stored in the meridians turned into gears, the central axis rotated, the gears closed, and the meridians turned into powder from the grinding of these gears.

Turning into powder is the beginning of purifying the veins, and the powder needs to be re-transformed into meridians through the irrigation of spiritual power, which is crushed and reshaped.

In the meridian powder, the survival of the fittest, those that can withstand shaping will be reborn, and those that cannot stand will be discharged from the body and become dust.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, and the same is true for the path of cultivating immortals.

People who are born with spiritual roots should be more unique, ethereal spiritual roots, heavenly spiritual roots, and earth spiritual roots, these three spiritual roots do not need to be polished, and the objects of pulse washing for the pulse washing realm are only the mortal veins that are opened up after tomorrow.

Others can choose to skip washing the veins because of pain, but Meng Xiaopao cannot, because she only has this one meridian, the only one, if she doesn't advance, she will retreat, as long as she retreats, it will become an eternal stop.

The Washing Pulse Realm is more difficult to cultivate than the Refining Muscle Realm, and grinding the meridians can't be too fast, because the body meridians are in charge of many important systems, and once they are all milled, one bad one will become a vegetative person.

Therefore, when washing the pulse realm and washing the pulse, it is necessary to do it in stages, grinding the feet today, and the foot meridians can only continue to change to other positions after the rebirth of the meridians.

Cultivating immortals all say that they want to wash the meridians and cut the marrow, but in fact, what the Refining Muscle Realm and the Pulse Washing Realm do is washing the meridians and cutting the marrow, which is even more difficult than washing the muscles and cutting the marrow.

It is not easy to cultivate immortals, and it is even more difficult to cultivate immortals against the sky.

If you want to transcend the law, then you must first suffer from it, and how can you see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain.

Everything is earned through hard work, and there is no such thing as a free lunch to enjoy.

The spiritual power in Meng Xiaosplash's body can be said to be very full, and washing the pulse is not only painful but also risky, but Meng Xiaosplash still starts to refine from the brain meridians.

The brain meridians are the main hub of the body, the soul resides in the mind, and the mind is born from the soul.

After the hub is strengthened and upgraded, the others will be familiar with the road.

The soul thorns are hideous, and the spiritual power of the mind is changing.

The gears are uneven, in the Titicaca, and the bone white meridians are all swallowed.

Grinding and grinding, the meridians are broken, and then grinding and grinding, and the meridians become chips.

Every change carries the pain of destroying the brain, and the fragmentation of the meridians directly makes the soul spasm, and it is essential to bear it.

A process of shattering and reshaping, long and painful.

The meridians have been shattered, but there seems to be a primitive trail left in the underworld, which is the magic formula, the necessary method for cultivating immortals.

The spiritual formula is like a secret aid, it will secretly assist the owner of the meridians to grow together.

Meng Xiaopao's journey of washing the veins is still very long, and it is easy to break, but it is difficult to shape.

Spiritual power nourishes the meridians and allows them to transform into new versions of the meridians on their own.

To put it simply, this is a permanent upgrade of the meridians, from the original 'one megabit' network speed to the new '100 million' network speed.

Meng Xiaopao was trying to renew the meridians of his brain, and at the same time, the spirit dweller also woke up.

The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to observe the environment, and after discovering that it was a spirit dwelling, he seemed to relax in his heart.

The scar covering his face was still on the table, and his handsome face was exposed, and his eyes were soothed before he sat up.

There was no one in the room, and his slanted brows seemed to look at it invisibly, very lightly, without noticing.

Turning around, facing the table and chairs, the pile of minced meat was very eye-catching, his brows frowned slightly, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Gu Wangchen silently imagined the expression of Meng Xiaopao when he looked at his face for a moment, and then closed his eyes and looked inward.

The body is unharmed, the soul is as intact as ever, not only that, but the brain-like soul seems to be stronger, and the scaly carapace is faintly covered with transparent lines, and each piece has it, like a net clinging.

The body is carefree, but there is anxiety in the heart, and I don't know how to sleep until now.

Get up and land, no one here can only look elsewhere, and the Nine Nirvana Derivative Tower bears the brunt.

……

Meng Xiaopao came in before and went out again because of the ridicule of 'go to death', went out for a day, and then explained some things to Duqiao and then came back again.

Quietly accompanied Gu Wangchen for a day without waking him up, and finally decided to use cultivation to pass the time.

Seven days have passed now.

Washing the pulse was time-consuming and labor-intensive, and Meng Xiaopao had been practicing for more than five days before he knew it.

When cultivating, you can only care about the results, and you can't care about the time at all.

The Lingshi Shore was lying quietly like a sculpture, and there was no other living creature here except for the Lingshi Sea, and there was no other living creature here except for her.

Lonely Forgotten Dust galloped all the way to the Nine Nirvana Derivative Tower, this is the second time to come, and it is no stranger to say.

Standing in front of the tower, I felt like I was constantly climbing as before.

The tower seemed to be repelling itself, it was like a giant beast defending its master's territory, and its vicious aura was exposed, just to scare away its own invading man.

Who is it defending against? Is it a splash?

What's really inside? Could it be all her secrets?

Stretching out his hand to suppress this strange feeling in his heart, the tower gate is in front of him, what is inside, as long as you step through the door, you can see it.

Close your eyes and take a deep breath, and open your eyes again with a firm look.

Step forward, step forward, the distance just pulled in, and the sense of ferocity suddenly increased dramatically.

Just now, the evil beast was lying down and demonstrating in secret, but at this time, it was like a beast looking up to the sky, whistling and alarming.

The pressure is strong, and it is difficult to settle down.

I was unwilling to do so, and I took another step against anger.

Half a step away, the body suddenly made a crisp sound, the bones cracked, and the skin and flesh opened.

The formless beast seemed to have risen to its feet, glaring at each other with fangs and hideous fangs.

The invisible force is quietly working, and the oppression is eager to crush all the flesh and blood of resistance.

Everything was invisible, and the only thing visible was a broken wound covered in blood.

The flesh was seriously injured, the internal organs were not spared, the fishy sweetness was unbearable, and he opened his mouth and squirted out a stream of blood.

The residual blood overflowed the corners of his mouth, and many questions in his heart were even more tormenting, and his strength was not good, and he wanted to open it completely, but unfortunately his ability made his thoughts come to an abrupt end.

At this time, it was powerless to retreat, and although the coercion did not increase, it did not withdraw, and it was difficult to move forward.

I thought it was going to be lost under this invisible coercion...... Suddenly, a familiar figure emerged.

The clouds were shrouded in mist, and the white hair was like satin.

Ethereal, handsome and extraordinary.