Dark, dead silent, cold...

Xiao He felt that his body was being swallowed by time and mysterious power, slowly sinking.

- Am I dead?

- I'm supposed to be dead...

- Who the hell am I?

- I have a name, but I can't remember it anymore ...

- But I think of a person, a person I want to protect ...

- Forget him, death is the best relief...

- And one more, a damned one.

- This person is no longer important ...

"No, I can't die yet..."

A thought flashed through Xiao He's mind, and the light, breaking through the cocoon from the darkness, quickly illuminated the surroundings.

His body was slowly recovering and slowly rising from the pool of death.

"I remember, my name is Xiao He... Luo Fanchen, this person is very important to me. Hua Wushuang, the grudge with this person must be settled..."

Xiao He seemed to be talking directly to his soul, and every word made him feel shocked.

He crouched in the shallow puddle, feeling himself, feeling everything he could feel.

A shadow in the distance slowly walked towards him, it was the figure of an old man, but he couldn't see his face clearly.

"Boy, you're finally awake, no, you're not fully 'awake' yet..."

Xiao He was stunned, wiped his eyes vigorously, and after confirming that the person in front of him was indeed not his hallucination, he couldn't help but say:

"You're... Old ghost?"

The old man stroked his long beard and looked Xiao He up and down, "It's rare that you still remember the old man, you have suffered a lot since these days..."

"Old ghost, if you don't come out again, I may never see you again in the future..."Xiao He smiled bitterly and stood up.

"Hehe... When the old man should come, he will come... In the late stage of martial arts, you are about to break through Wuzun, boy, your cultivation can be said to be against the sky... It deserves to be the body of pure yang, tsk..."

The old ghost looked up and down, and was still very satisfied with Xiao He's cultivation results.

"I've been broken by someone to break the pure yang qi sea, old ghost, you seem to have found the wrong person..."Xiao He said helplessly.

"I know this, and I also know that you have accepted the furious demon seed, and with the third qi sea, this is much stronger than the old man I used to be..."

The old ghost looked Xiao He up and down with interest, as if he was observing a rare treasure.

"Looks like you know it all... But this demon qi sea will turn me into a big demon, lose my mind, and will also make me kill innocents indiscriminately. I'd rather get it out of my body..."

The old ghost smiled and nodded:

"Your kid's sense of justice is quite strong... But a blind sense of justice can kill you sometimes, like now..."

The old ghost's blurred face approached Xiao He, as if he wanted to see through his heart.

Xiao He smiled slightly, "I just want to have a clear conscience..."

The old ghost applauded and said:

"You have a clear conscience, your kid has no distractions, everything is transparent, the old man is a little envious of you..."

The old ghost said, stretched out a finger, and punched a bundle of thoughts straight into Xiao He's body.

"It's... Exercises?" Xiao He's heart was shocked.

"That's right, if the sea of qi of an ordinary martial artist is broken, it is equivalent to a wasted person. But you are different, people who can practice the Pure Yang Divine Skill, even if the Qi Sea is broken, as long as the physical body is still there, you can form the Qi Sea again, not to mention, you have the potential of three Qi Seas, even if one is broken, what does it matter?

The old ghost said it lightly, but it was like a thunderbolt in Xiao He's ears. Recreating the sea of qi and splitting the sea of qi is even more fantastical than him directly surviving the thunder tribulation.

But all this must be true from the mouth of the old ghost, but Xiao He firmly believes in it.

"This exercise I gave you is to let you recreate the Pure Yang Qi Sea, and by the way, your two Qi Seas will reach the level of Martial Venerable... What's more important is to cast your Pure Yang Yuan God..."

"Pure Yang Yuan Shen, is it more powerful than ordinary Yuan Shen?" Xiao He asked.

"Haha... Boy, that's a good question..."The old ghost laughed, "The Pure Yang Yuan Shen is naturally stronger than the Yuan Shen formed by ordinary cultivators, and all the advanced Pure Yang Exercises are based on the Yuan Shen, you have to remember this clearly, only when the Yuan Shen is strong, can you be truly strong..."

Xiao He nodded, "I made a note of it, old ghost, I'll start cultivating right away..."

The old ghost gradually disappeared from his figure, leaving a sentence:

"Re-knotting the Pure Yang Qi Sea, casting the Pure Yang Yuan Shen, when you have completed these two steps, I will pass on your exercises again, and at that time, your cultivation will be truly on the right track..."

Xiao He straightened his body and recited the exercises left by the old ghost for himself.

"Only by gasifying the form, by transforming the god with the form, can the sky be mended..."

Xiao He gradually condensed his "qi" in the dantian, trying to keep them in the shape of a sea of qi.

And the mana of the Yin Qi Sea was also being transformed into pure yang power, which was unbelievable in the eyes of other cultivators.

Mana and strength, these two are incompatible forces, but they were easily transformed by Xiao He, I have to say that this pure yang magic skill is indeed the only exercise in the world.

Layer after layer, originally after breaking the sea of qi, the pure yang energy was scattered all over his body, and at this time, all of them were summoned back by Xiao He and regrouped to their original positions.

Finally, all the "qi" had already formed a round rudimentary sea of qi, and Xiao He's forehead kept bursting with a trace of sweat, thinking that this exercise was extremely exhausting.

“... The gas refines hundreds of rivers, converges into the sea, crosses the lonely boat, and the avenue is simple ..."

Xiao He's expression was straight, and he knew that this was the critical moment of condensing the sea of qi.

Squeezing, squeezing desperately, the "qi" emitted by these pure yang qi seas gradually became honest, and finally obediently and slowly stabilized.

Light lifts into the sky and becomes the sky, and chaos sinks into the earth. The sea of qi is this day, and the liquid inner dan in the center of the sea of qi is this place.

The liquid pure yang essence began to gather rapidly, and the number of drops immediately reached 10,000.

And the essence of the cathode qi sea also began to accelerate its condensation, and it also reached 10,000 drops in a short period of time.

Both of them have the conditions to solidify the inner pill at the same time, Xiao He gritted his teeth, and actually agitated the two qi seas together at the same time.

The liquid essence rolled like a big wave, being quenched by Xiao He over and over again, and finally had a tendency to become a solid state.

A white solid condensation began to occur in the Pure Yang Qi Sea, and a black solid formation was also formed in the Pure Yin Qi Sea. Xiao He made up his mind to be ruthless, and he must do it in one go.

I don't know how long it took, and the liquid states in the two qi seas finally turned into solid inner pills, one white and one black, complementing each other.

"The solid inner pill has been completed, and next, we are ready to cast the primordial god!"

Xiao He felt the inner dan in the sea of pure yang qi tremble, and he hurriedly concentrated his belief and shrouded it.

"Transform God with thoughts, become a source through God, and become a great and comfortable ..."