At this time, look at the deep stream below before it ends, it is dark and deep, as if it leads to the underground world.

The white mist around him became thicker and thicker, and it was the golden and iron evil qi that kept emerging from the mouth of the white tiger in the depths of the ground, so thick that it almost made Situ Yi a little breathless.

Looking at the dense dendrobium crawling on the stone walls around him, he decided not to continue down. Because even if he still has the heart now, he doesn't have the strength to climb down anymore.

Situ Yi ripped off the clothes on his upper body, took it as a package, and began to pick Dendrobium. And he only picks those Dendrobium iron roots that have been hundreds of thousands of years, and the color has turned into bright purple gold, these hundred-year-old qi and blood treasure medicines are very rare outside, and it is very precious to get one, but here it is crawling all over the stone wall densely, there is everything, everywhere.

These hundred-year-old Dendrobium officinalis improves qi and blood, increases strength, and the medicinal effect is the best.

So it didn't take long for him to pick up a large package full of clothes, put his clothes behind him, and prepared to climb out of the deep stream with him.

With so many iron root dendrobiums, if you practice with the "Elephant Throwing Sutra", I am afraid that the effect will be unexpectedly good.

As he was leaving, Situ Yi looked back again at the bottom of the unfathomable deep stream below.

He decided not to climb down for a while, the place was too deep, and he felt that the deep stream was not so simple.

So since then, Situ Yi's life and rest have all changed. Every day, he took a large amount of Dendrobium, and the precious Qi and Blood Treasure Medicine outside was completely eaten by him as a ration.

Especially with the help of the "Elephant Throwing Sutra" cultivated by the White Tiger Evil Pit, the effect of the external practice and internal use of the century-old Dendrobium officinalis is surprisingly good, even beyond Situ Yi's expectations.

"Elephant Sutra" originated from the ancient Tianzhu Buddhist scriptures, more emphasis on the development of the potential of the physical body and its own fundamental practice, claiming to be able to open the seven chakras of the human body and connect the energy magnetic field of heaven and earth. After the modification of the Xuanmen Fangshi Lu Hongshan during the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, combined with the Xuanmen Taoist Jindan practice, it is a blend of hearts and minds, a life of initiates, and constantly opens up the treasures and energy contained in the flesh and blood of the human body in a stable practice.

This "Turtle and Elephant Sutra" belongs to the kind of exercise of great wisdom and foolishness, which seems to be simple and crude, but in fact, it requires perseverance, intelligence, potential, and chance. Only by holding oneself and accumulating huge resources and constantly superimposing them upwards can it be possible to break through the embankment intercepted by flesh and blood like a flood, and open the treasure of flesh and blood in the human body.

And Situ Yi just has all this, the most important thing is that the natural white tiger pit and the unlimited supply of century-old iron root dendrobium. This huge heaven and earth white tiger evil energy and profound medicinal power continue to accumulate, this is even the founder of this "Turtle and Elephant Sutra" during the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, Xuanmen Fangshi Lu Hongshan has never imagined the rich resources.

It is this abnormal accumulation that has caused Situ Yi's strength to grow by leaps and bounds, and there are huge earth-shaking growth and changes every day.

Situ Yi almost every few days had to climb down this bottomless immortal stream to find the Dendrobium that was more than a hundred years old, and gradually the Dendrobium above was almost picked by him, so he continued to go deeper.

His appetite is also getting bigger and bigger, and the medicinal properties of the general hundred-year-old Dendrobium can no longer satisfy his increasingly swollen appetite, and his flesh and blood are exuding ** information, to absorb a lot of energy, since there is no qualitative filling, then you can only win by quantity.

Therefore, Situ Yi's law of climbing down the fairy stream became more and more frequent, from the first three days and four days, to the next two days, and then to the last day, almost every other day he had to dig deep into the deep stream to dig dendrobium.

The servants of the Situ family still sent him a large number of fruits and vegetables every ten days and half a month, and Situ Yi also took all of them as a snack and ate them cleanly, but the servants of the Situ family didn't know what kind of things their master ate on weekdays?

......

In this way, time flies, and Situ Yi spends every day in the process of repeatedly mining and taking Dendrobium iron, as well as cultivating the Sutra of Elephant Throwing.

This kind of life is very barren, very hard, very boring, but very fulfilling.

Situ Yi repeated the same process day after day, month after month, he felt that his flesh and blood were full day by day, although his appearance did not change, but the flesh and blood fibers in his body became thicker day by day, and his strength was growing day by day, and the blood qi in his body was like a small furnace being imprisoned in flesh and blood, and once it erupted, it was enough to melt the rocks into magma. It was as if there was a huge god hiding in his body.

The thatched hut built on the top of the mountain, every day at noon and hour, will continue to emit a huge thunderous breathing sound from the inside, rumbling and shaking, making the whole thatched house tremble, that is, Situ Yi is doing his homework three times a day, and he has never stopped.

Time passed, half a year later.

Finally one day, in the early hours of the morning.

The thatched house also shook endlessly, there was a huge roar and panting sound from inside, suddenly boom, the whole fairy stream was like thunder in the daytime, and a sky-high elephant roar shook the clouds overhead, and the roof of the entire thatched house was directly lifted away. Then in the loud vibration, a figure rushed out of the thatched house, and the entire cliff shook violently like an earthquake, "boom", and the small and simple thatched house behind him finally collapsed completely, kicking up a puff of smoke and dust.

Situ Yi kept jumping on the top of the White Tiger Pit, along the steep rock wall, jumping from this treacherous rock to another rock on the edge of the cliff.

His speed was as fast as lightning, and the cliff shook violently with the force under his feet, and it was hard to imagine what kind of power was contained in his seemingly not strong body.

Situ Yi was surrounded by a strong silver-white white tiger aura, as if he was wearing a silver robe, and the sky was full of silver light, and the piercing eyes couldn't be opened.

"Iron sand palms. Situ Yi spat lightly in his mouth, and then along the position of his wrist, the color of the entire palm of his hand turned into a dark iron color, and a palm was imprinted on the opposite rock, like a palm slapped on the soft glutinous tofu, and a palm print about two inches deep was directly printed, with clear palm lines, which completely matched Situ Yi's own palm.

This is something he could never do before, although Situ Yi had great strength in the past, but he would only smash the entire cliff rock with one palm, and the huge stone was directly crushed into powder, but it would definitely not be like this fine power, a palm print on the stone does not break the stone, but leaves a clear palm print on the stone.

He continued to drink from his mouth.

"Iron Leg Gong," from the position of the knee, the entire right calf turned a dark color, and as soon as the leg went down, the cliff shook again, leaving a mark of a dented leg.

"Iron elbow work. "The skin darkened along the elbow, and when one elbow was struck, another elbow mark was left on the hard cliff wall.

"Iron head work. ”

"Iron finger work. ”

"Iron handwork. ”

There was a deep cry on the cliff, and there was a violent impact sound, and finally Situ Yi finally stopped, his upper body was bare, sweat seeped from his tight skin, and hot water vapor was constantly emitted, and the muscles that didn't seem to be strong had extremely thick muscle fibers inside, hiding great strength.

"The Elephant Sutra has finally been cultivated to the 14th layer. Situ Yi unprecedentedly caught up with and surpassed Lu Hongshan, the founder of this exercise, and entered an unprecedented realm, and he felt that his strength had reached a point where he could not advance through the accumulation of days and days, as if he really had a giant elephant hidden in his body.

The reason why the 'Elephant Throwing Sutra' is called "Throwing the Elephant Iron Cloth Shirt" is because it absorbs the essence of the white tiger's pit and forms the white tiger's evil qi protection, which can turn any part of the body into an iron-like defense system in a short period of time, which is the origin of the name of this mystic skill.

Situ Yi's figure stopped, he looked at the mess on the surrounding cliffs, as well as the bottomless deep stream below, and said in a deep voice: "The white tiger in this white tiger pit has been absorbed and dried up by me, and if you want to precipitate the white tiger again, I'm afraid it will take a hundred years." I don't know if I can climb down to the bottom of this deep stream to take a look. ”

Situ Yi decided to give it a try, he came to the ruins of the thatched house, found a change of clothes and draped it on his body casually, re-came to the top of the Immortal Stream cliff, looked at the unfathomable bottom of the stream below, and spoke.

"Here we go. ”

Just like that, Situ Yi carried the spear on his back step by step, and slowly climbed towards the bottom of the cliff.

"Iron Claw Gong," his hands darkened at the wrists, the color was like iron, and the palms of his hands were inserted into the rocks as if they were inserted into pieces of soft tofu, moving quickly downward, towards the bottom of the unfathomable deep stream, and gradually moving towards the next step.