It took Wu Chong more than half a month to transform the spirit realm and deal with these trivial matters, and then he went to see Lian Xing and Old Man Ye again.

When he saw Lianxing again, Wu Chong was also amazed.

The bitter little girl who followed her at the beginning has now grown into a real powerhouse. Unexpectedly, without the guidance of the road ahead, he groped for the path of becoming a god. And her path to transformation is different from Wu Chong's, which can be regarded as broadening Wu Chong's horizons.

As for Old Man Ye, it is much more miserable, this old guy has been traveling for many years, but in the end he has not been able to break through the Yuanying Realm, and now he is already dying, and his time is running out.

This former academy master of the Great Apocalypse, after all, still failed to defeat his talent, which also indirectly shows that the path created by Wu Chong is not to completely avoid martial arts qualifications, but to put aside the martial arts qualifications that everyone is accustomed to, and choose another qualification that no one has yet come into contact with.

Old man Ye named this qualification 'Linggen'.

Connect to the roots of the spirit world!

Only when you are weak can you sense the genius of the spirit world, you can sing on this road and get a glimpse of the way of immortality that is almost legendary.

"After working for so many years, it's enough to be a book."

Old man Ye was covered with a quilt and kept coughing.

There are still many hidden dangers in the exercises practiced by this group of initial immortal cultivators. The Shouyuan problem is just one of them, the injured meridians, qi and blood, all erupted after the decay of old age.

Old man Ye was after a failure to rush through the level, under the impact of internal and external troubles, he suddenly decayed to this point.

Now he can see where he finally belongs.

Cultivating immortals to old age is empty, and it is not a kind of sadness.

"Do you have any other wishes?"

Wu Chong distorted Old Man Ye's state to keep him from being so uncomfortable.

It's just that now he still has no way to twist life and death, maybe he can't understand the mystery until he goes one step further and ascends to immortality.

"Wish...... If you want to talk about it, it may be a pity that you can't see the scenery of the peak of the fairy road. If you can get this far, remember to come back and tell me about the scenery on the way. While speaking, Ye Xuanyang fell asleep deeply.

He didn't have much time left, and Ye Xuanyang looked like an ordinary old man at this moment.

Once upon a time, Ye Xuanyang also had dreams and fantasized about fighting the sword world. At that time, he was still the master of the academy of the Great Apocalypse, and he had an apprentice who was one of the 'Splashing Trio' under his hands. It's just that later, the apprentice died, and so did the apprentice's grandson.

Everything is gone, long gone.

It's been so long that few people remember.

Wu Chong got up and walked out, he couldn't say what mood he was, but there was one less old man beside him.

Along the way, there are fewer and fewer old faces around me, but new faces are becoming more and more unfamiliar.

The loneliness that follows him all the time reminds him that immortality is not yet achieved, and the road still needs to work hard!

Chamber.

Wu Chong sat cross-legged, and the incense burner in front of him was burning precious bamboo incense, which was made of high-quality medicinal materials, which could provide him with help for a certain period of time at this stage.

"Panel!"

Wu Chong's heart moved, and he summoned the long-lost panel.

Character: Wu Chong

Realm: Refining the Void and Combining the Void (69%)

Dao: Delusion

God-level skills: Yuanfa (level 11), Dream Eating (level 9)......

XP: 15w

The last upgrade cost was so hard that the experience points have only been saved up to 150,000 until now. Just these 150,000 are still slowly accumulated by him during this time. The current realm is not as good as before, and the amount of daily experience accumulated has also increased several times, but even so, it is still not enough.

Fortunately, he still has the 'Dan Dao Method'!

A serious immortal cultivator must be able to refine the pill, otherwise how could he go far.

The last time he followed the Daomen to sack the 'Underworld', he didn't just go through the motions a few times in the past, in addition to saving the brothers of the Black Wind Village, he also looted a lot of resources. These resources were all refined into pills by him not long ago.

The quality is not enough, and it can only be made up by quantity.

The heavenly and earthly treasures that other demon gods dreamed of, all of them were refined into pills here in Wu Chong, regardless of the medicinal properties, just the amount was sufficient.

Under the messy stew, the elixir will come out.

The exclusive version, most of which others eat is highly poisonous and incurable.

Wu Chong waved his big hand, and a large amount of compressed, bean-sized pills appeared in his hand. Each of these pills is the size of a football, but the current Wu Da master is an 'immortal family' who has mastered the compression technology, and it is naturally impossible to nibble on the ball without regard for the image as before.

This compressed 'dandou' tastes just right, not only the amount of medicine has not decreased, but the number of people who eat it at one time has also increased.

Grabbed a handful, regardless of the quantity, and threw it into his mouth in one go.

The sharp teeth chewed, and the sound of 'kacha' and 'kacha' kept coming. This is also his exaggerated physical fitness now, if you eat like this, even a demon god will have to explode on the spot.

With the pill entering his abdomen, Wu Chong's stomach began to squirm rapidly, and the digestion of a large amount of demonic power derived a powerful force, which quickly burned along his dantian. Of course, in addition to the positive effects, the amount of erysipelas accumulated is also very exaggerated.

"It's not enough."

Looking at the information on the panel, which did not have any changes, Wu Chong grabbed a handful again and ate it.

Inadequate!

Still not enough!

One bite after another, a large amount of pills were eaten into his stomach like eating, and the energy changed from the initial heat to the high temperature like the blazing sun, and his body seemed to be ignited, and began to release a large amount of heat energy.

Finally!

When Wu Chong swallowed the last pile of pills, a familiar button finally appeared behind 69% of the panels of Hedao.

Upgradable!

Under the foreshadowing of a large number of pills, Wu Chong's 150,000 experience finally reached the threshold of upgrading.

The moment the button appeared, he clicked on the upgrade without thinking.

After two flashes, 69% of the data was finally frozen at 70%.

Suddenly, all the violent power in his body was pulled by the unknown force, and began to improve in an orderly manner, including those salsipelas that had accumulated to exaggerate to the point of exaggeration, which also became a usable part to help him improve.

This ascension, which is visible to the naked eye, gives people the illusion of fluttering immortals.

For a moment, Wu Chong felt as if he had become an immortal, and countless graceful fairies appeared in the world he saw, and the voices of these fairies rang in his ears like silver bells, and their graceful bodies gently brushed his skin.

Wu Chong looked down, and he found that his body, which he had felt had reached its limit, was now like a dilapidated old building, full of holes.

The power of the fusion of the Toad King, the Rooster King, and the last Blue Fish King, observed at 70% of the realm, is full of loopholes, as if as long as you stretch out your hand, you can make their operation stagnate.

This gap is like a primitive tribe building what they think is the most perfect fortification, but under the detection of spy satellites, there are mistakes and omissions everywhere. It's not that the people of the primitive tribe are stupid, but that the mistakes and omissions in his cognition are not a problem.

There are so many hidden dangers. ’

Wu Chong controlled the power, seeping into these missing points, fusing into the body, meridians, blood, and even the soul little by little. The power of the fusion also seemed to have been stirred countless times, turning into a new power of black and brown.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly, all the power stopped, and Wu Chong also woke up from his previous fluttering state, as if he heard a crisp sound.

'Katsa'.

In the center of his eyebrows, there was a small golden ball.

'Got an egg in your head?' ’