Exhaustion is the word that appears most in Sun Wukong's mind during this time, and the road to cultivation is extremely difficult, how can it be easy to reach the peak?

Immersed in the atmosphere of cultivation all day long, feeling the layer-by-layer tempering of the aura from heaven and earth, Sun Wukong will always involuntarily feel a sense of joy in his heart.

The degree of spiritual energy refinement that permeated from the dark golden gourd of the Hanhai Sea was far greater than that of the Spiritual Purifying Divine Spring, which also caused the spiritual energy strength in his body to successfully improve rapidly.

However, it was by no means easy to leap between the levels of each stage, and in the case of blood refining cultivators, this level of difficulty would increase exponentially on their original basis.

He has been absorbing the aura with a higher degree of purity for half a month, but he has never been able to fill the last vacancy, and Sun Wukong also said that he was very entangled.

Running between the hunting mountains every day, feeling the cold brought by winter, and experiencing the whiteness of ice and snow, Sun Wukong's state of mind is extremely clear.

This is the power of transformation gradually derived after absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, which is also the intention of Mu Hei to let him run in the hunting mountain range: "Good practice!" ”

"In the nearly two months we have been together, this is the first time I have heard your compliment, and it is very strange." The words from the herd heir were indeed a little unexpected by Sun Wukong.

"Seek truth from facts, if you don't meet the standard, you will naturally make mistakes, and perfect things must be indispensable to the encouragement they deserve." A smile appeared on her cheek.

At this point, a light blue pill appeared in Mu Hei's palm, and the light blue smoke filled around the pill, condensing but not dissipating, like a barrier.

"Eating this elixir will be of great benefit to what you are going to do next." Nearly two months of getting along have made Sun Wukong have absolute trust in the old man's heir.

Without hesitation, he sent the pill into his mouth, and in an instant, the thick medicinal qi spread out in his mouth, rampage like a fierce little beast.

The Tai Chi blood flowing in the blood veins had already sensed the abnormality in the mouth, and then it actually atomized a stream of white blood into qi, and swam towards the mouth with lightning speed.

When the two special gases touched, a feeling of dizziness completely covered Sun Wukong's mind, causing him to be dizzy for a short time, which is a method of self-defense.

The white mist swallowed up the medicinal breath in an instant like a monstrous wave, and then rushed into a specific vein, and quickly returned to the original Tai Chi blood vein.

"Although Tai Chi blood is good, every time I take medicine, I will have a feeling of being a great enemy, and it seems that all medicines are natural enemies for them." Sun Wukong whispered to himself helplessly.

Many days ago, Sun Wukong unfortunately accidentally ingested a deflating Hunyuan Pill, this kind of elixir is highly poisonous to the monk, after all, the spiritual energy is dissipated, and the monk's life will also come to an end.

But who knows, Tai Chi blood actually condensed the breath of the pill into water, and then expelled all those highly toxic drugs out of Sun Wukong's body through the operation of the veins and using the skin as a medium.

This is the instinctive power of Tai Chi Blood, just to protect the safety of the Blood Refining Cultivator to the greatest extent: "Senior, you said that this medicine is good for what I am going to do next, what should I do?" ”

"Fallen Canyon, come with me." As the words fell, Mu Hei had already turned away, and Sun Wukong followed closely behind, and finally disappeared into the dense forest in the distance.

Through the dense forest, through the dense clouds, an endless canyon is impressively reflected in Sun Wukong's field of vision, and its steep mountain makes Sun Wukong feel a little jealous.

Steepness seems to be essential to every cliff valley, and the surface of the valley wall in front of me still reflects a strange brilliance in the sunlight, which shows how terrifying its smoothness is.

The canyon is so deep that there is no end in sight, and the flowers and trees have long since disappeared from its interior, and it seems that only the hard rocks are the perfect foil for this monotonous atmosphere.

The most striking thing is that these seemingly heavy stones will be suspended into the void in a vacant posture the moment they touch the ground.

This is the real origin of the four characters of the Falling Canyon, the so-called stone of the cliff valley, heavy and suspended, the mystery in the stone, touch it to know: "Senior, this is the deep meaning of the Falling Canyon?" ”

"The deep meaning of the Fallen Canyon is hidden within these mysterious stones, and soon you will know, go ahead, step into the canyon and perform those steps that you have long memorized."

In the past two months of cultivation, Sun Wukong has been instilled with some seemingly ordinary but mysterious step moves, which are said to have been passed down from immortal arts.

The years have passed, the vicissitudes of life, and the immortal art has long been mottled, only this set of body steps has been left to this day, although it is incomplete, but it can still be used to show the momentum of traveling thousands of miles.

However, if you want to truly master this set of moves, it is not enough to simply understand the moves, and only by integrating the moves into the limbs with the help of practice can you show the true power of the moves.

In Mu Hei's opinion, this fallen canyon in front of him is an excellent place to cultivate, but after seeing Sun Wukong step into this canyon area, Mu Hei has a sense of worry in his heart.

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Stepping into the valley, gusts of cold wind whistled out from the deep valley, and completely blew away the aura condensed in Sun Wukong's palm in an instant: "What a strong demon wind, I don't know where it comes from?" ”

Approaching the depths of winter, all the beasts have been asleep, although the demonic spirit is surging, but it is not dangerous, there is no need to worry, and the Monkey King who thinks of this is now touching the ground with his feet, and then soaring into the void.

Even though the Hanhai dark golden gourd is as heavy as a mountain, it still can't hide the lightness of this body, and it seems that the heaviness of the gourd can be easily completely faded with the benefit of the body.

But just as the soles of Sun Wukong's feet were about to touch the valley wall, a falling stone from the cliff valley hit Sun Wukong's head, and then the severe pain completely covered the top of his head.

"These rocks are really in the way, and it's not easy to get out of this fallen canyon without touching them." The palm of his hand lightly touched the sore part of his skull, and Sun Wukong muttered to himself with a little entanglement.

But he didn't notice that the seemingly hard rock was now sprouting cracks like spider webs from its surface, and the cracks were gradually expanding outward.

When the texture completely envelops the rock, the power of the collapse is about to be triggered, and what hides behind the crack is endless danger.

"W-what is this!" Sun Wukong roared in a little panic at the moment.