"Five Thousand Years of Walking...... Stripping off the Ssangyong Ox is indeed the right choice, and this cultivation should be comparable to the Mahayana of Foundation Building! ”

Mo Chuan felt the surging Yuan Qi in his body, and looked at the demon pill in his hand that was like a smoke, candle, bird, and bird dissipating, and his heart was overjoyed.

Since he stripped off the Shuanglong Dragon, because of the delay in the repair of the meridians, he has not had time to refine the Dragon King Dragon Banshee Pill.

Now that I am finally free, I have to understand the Tao and the law, and by the way, I will refine the demon pill.

Without Shuanglong Ox snatching Yuan Qi, Xiuwei finally broke through the 5,000-year mark!

"And try the upper limit with the size you want."

Mo Chuan's heart moved, his soul went out of his body, and he escaped into the sacrificial furnace.

Immediately, outside the Dao Furnace Palace, in a chaotic void, the method of size and size was used.

Yuan Qi sprayed thinly, and the soul body blew up, and in an instant, it turned into a thousand-foot giant, and the five thousand years of Taoism soared.

It came to an abrupt end in 7,200 years!

"It's ...... Bottleneck? ”

Mo Chuan was stunned: "I didn't expect that after the thousand-year bottleneck, 7,200 years would be my next bottleneck?" ”

"Seventy-two, the number of the five elements of heaven and earth, yin and yang."

"Is this a hint of the Great Dao?"

Mo Chuan withdrew his supernatural powers, and his soul fell into the temple of the cultivation god, frowning and thinking.

After a long time, he exhaled softly, shook his head, and stopped thinking.

- The bottlenecks of the path are different, and it is too early to dwell on them, so let's wait until 7,000 years later.

With a move of his hand, he took out the essence blood of the double dragon, and Yuan Qi gushed in, and the essence blood quickly evolved into an embryo, and then quickly developed and grew.

However, in an instant, a dragon fetus wrapped in flesh membrane floated in front of him.

I saw that its heart was beating like a drum, beating endlessly, so that the flesh and fetus fluctuated, and it seemed that it could burst out at any time.

However, Ren Mochuan injected Yuan Qi, and the dragon fetus never moved, just a strong throughput energy.

Mo Chuan was surprised, looked intently, and saw a three-foot young dragon in the dragon womb closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, and his cultivation was rising with his Yuan Qi injected, and the blood and qi in his body became more and more majestic.

"It's kind of interesting, is this deliberately not coming out? Or is it a dragon survival strategy? Learn that Nezha, can you stay in the mother's womb for a while? Save on milk? ”

A series of whimsical ideas came out of Mo Chuan's mind.

He shook his head, simply took a little more essence blood, and once again used the method of dripping blood to condense the spirit and cultivate the dragon fetus.

And so on and so forth, until you make up the number of ten fingers, and then you stop!

At a glance, the temple of the god of cultivation has become a spider's nest, and the flesh fetuses are suspended in the air, wriggling endlessly, noisy and noisy heartbeats, and noisy like frogs.

Mo Chuan glanced at it, and then prepared to leave.

Thinking in my heart, it is not too late to observe for a while.

However, before leaving, he looked at the dense collection of the Cultivation God Temple, and hesitated slightly, so he simply transferred the dragon fetus to another side hall.

When he came out of the shell, he didn't have time to deal with it and ruined his collection.

Thinking of the collection, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly returned to the Cultivation Temple, and with a wave of his hand, a five-colored divine feather floated from the collection into his fingertips.

He looked closely, and saw that there were faint hair follicles at the base of the feathers.

This scene made his heart beat wildly:

- Since a drop of blood can induce cells into embryos, can he also induce hair follicles into embryos?

The thought was born, and the rolling Yuan Qi had already swarmed away.

"There's a play!"

Suddenly, Mo Chuan looked happy, because he could feel the roots of the five-colored thunder feathers, and a trace of undetectable essence blood was hidden in the middle.

This trace of essence blood looks weak, but it is faintly alive, as if it is a long drought and nectar, desperately swallowing his Yuan Qi.

After a stick of incense, Mo Chuan's face pale slightly, he had already exhausted Yuan Qi—with his current cultivation of five thousand years, he couldn't cultivate it to maturity?

Fortunately, the trace of essence blood in the five-colored god's feather follicle has been transformed into an embryo, and with diligent cultivation, it may not be impossible to cultivate a divine beast that may have disappeared for thousands of years.

"It's such a powerful Shen Yu, no wonder he can protect Zuo Qiu Yao and shake Jin Dan to expose himself."

Mo Chuan was amazed inexplicably.

I didn't expect that this divine feather, which has never known its purpose, is still alive and dark after thousands of years, it is really mysterious, and I don't know what kind of divine beast this is?

After a fugue outside the world, he crossed his knees to breathe, recovered Yuan Qi, and planned to continue catalyzing.

No, not long after pranayama, a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

Looking at the magic circle of the Sanyuan Mansion, I saw a humanoid demon with sideburns on the first head, standing in front of the mansion, asking to see him.

Mo Chuan was curious, and then returned to the Sanyuan Mansion and drove the mansion circle to open the courtyard door.

"Disciple You Jixin, meet Uncle Mingchen." Not long after, the demon approached and bowed his hand.

"What?" Mo Chuan got straight to the point.

"The disciple heard that Uncle Shi is good at repairing the meridians, so I came to beg Uncle Shi to save the disciple from fire and water, a little courtesy, and I hope Uncle Shi will accept it with a smile!"

The demon You Jixin said, and when he opened his mouth and spit out, a mottled six-hundred-year-old demon pill floated out.

Mo Chuan smiled: "The world is afraid of me and me, aren't you afraid of making wedding clothes for others?" ”

You Jixin arched his hand and said: "Uncle Shi is virtuous, every word and deed has history as a reference, how can the disciple question Uncle Shi?" ”

"I can talk."

Mo Chuan nodded and asked, "Your meridians are also broken because of the foundation?" ”

You Jixin arched his hand and said, "Exactly." ”

Mo Chuan thought for a while and said: "The method of repairing the poor path is a second redevelopment, and the meridians are slightly different from the past, you may accept it?" ”

You Jixin dared to be the first person to eat crabs, so naturally he had no reason to regret it, and hurriedly said: "Life and death are life and wealth, and the wealth is in the sky, Uncle Shi can rest assured, no matter what the result is, the disciple will never complain." ”

"Great goodness! Since you can trust me, I will accept this demon pill. Sit down, relax your mind, and the poor road will repair your meridians for you. Mo Chuan stretched out his hand and took the demon pill.

You Jixin sat cross-legged according to his words, opened his heart, and looked downright and generous.

Mo Chuan's divine thoughts drilled into his body, swept it at a glance, and amazed in his heart, no wonder he dared to come to him to repair it, where is this meridian?

This is clearly a mess!

All kinds of spiritual elements flow freely in his body without obeying the call.

Thanks to his demon body, and the seven-hundred-year-old Dao of Yuan Qi Dao, otherwise on an ordinary person's body, this injury would be enough to kill him.

He sighed and sighed, and casually cut off the meridians with a fragmentation technique, and took a little bit as a "seed" to induce redevelopment, and it didn't take long for it to grow into a new meridian.

When the technique of fragmentation is removed, the meridians disappear and return to their original positions.

You Jixin's breath was suffocated, and after a while, he suppressed his inner excitement, got up and thanked him, and said goodbye and left.

Mo Chuan watched him leave, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Even if the method of dripping blood and condensing the gods is risky, what about it?

For some, they simply have no choice, and they don't even dare to hope that they will survive until tomorrow.

How can you care about the drawbacks?

In particular, this drawback is still a rumor that has not been confirmed.

……

When Mo Chuan saw You Jixin away, Xiao Daoyuan's master and apprentice finally stepped into the realm of Hengshan Mountain in Kyushu.

The two of them stepped into the Beiyue Dongtian Office, and as soon as they handed over the name post, the disciple of the office said, "The two of you are here to repair the meridians, right?" Come with me! ”

So saying, he led the way.

Xiao Daoyuan's master and apprentice glanced at each other and simply followed.

The two entered the inner hall, walked through the pavilion, and after inspection, finally stepped into the Beiyue Cave Heavenly Portal hanging in an open space.

When the world changed, Wei Lai, who saw the world clearly, was stunned, with a little doubt and disbelief in his eyes.

"This ...... Is it Beiyue Cave Heaven? ”