At this moment, Jiang Chuan was surprised to find that the true qi that he had contained to the limit in the realm of qi cultivation perfection was slowly growing.

Just as the bottom of the barrel is widened and the wall of the barrel is heightened, it becomes no less than a large vat, and the water capacity naturally increases dramatically.

The dantian true qi was washed away of impurities and gradually thickened, almost forming a water droplet-like existence.

The root bones that were already close to the aura of heaven and earth, at this time, between breaths, there was a thin aura surging towards him, as if he had been blessed by the legendary providence and favored by fate.

What made him even more overjoyed was that his eyebrows were itchy, as if something was about to break through the ground.

But every time it comes to a critical moment, there is always a little bit of strength, as if there is an invisible barrier blocking him on the road ahead.

This is the limit of the realm.

Jiang Chuan was enlightened, but he was unwilling.

This is a rare opportunity, and he does not want to miss it.

He began to frantically run the technique, and the clouds around him reappeared, and the white carp that turned into a physical carp took on a substance, and it was spit out under the cluster of mist.

The rich blue light outside his body seemed to feel his unwillingness, or out of his closeness to the Bibo Dharma, the already extremely rich Shenhua was constantly gushing at this time, like a cyan bell covering the river.

At first glance, the Shenhua outside the other thirty-five people added up to not as much as Jiang Chuan alone.

Jiang Chuan seemed to have turned into a cyan sun, blooming with a blue divine light.

Even the middle-aged Confucian who was meditating outside the array with his eyes closed was almost blinded by this dazzling flash.

"How is this possible?" The middle-aged Confucian had a look of disbelief on his face.

He thought of Jiang Chuan's identity.

"Could it be that this son is one of the two Heavenly Spirit Root disciples in the Yunshui Sect?"

Confucian students' expressions gradually became cloudy.

If this is the case, then when this junior comes out, will he still absorb the Qingyu Shenhua in the other party's body, as well as the vitality of the life element?

In this radius of thousands of miles, the three sects such as the Yunshui Sect are well-deserved earth overlords, and he doesn't want to be offended by such forces.

But looking at the green jade Shenhua that was so rich that it formed a physical object, he was really unwilling to give it up.

His roots and bones are not bad, but because he has let go of his evil nature in cultivating evil laws, he indulges in the world to seek pleasure and pleasure, and he wastes countless hours before he repents.

Although he was lucky to build the foundation, due to the heavy loss of the element, the life span was not extended much, and after painstaking searching, he found the god of Qingyu Shenhua on the ruins of Qiandao Lake.

However, this thing was set up for the disciples of the Qi Cultivation Realm, and he could not obtain it after he had built a foundation, so he released the news, attracting a lot of Qi Cultivation Perfection Cultivators to cooperate with him.

First, you can get the green jade Shenhua, cultivate the vitality of the yuan, and improve the root bones.

Second, it can absorb the life essence of these Qi Cultivation Perfection monks and prolong their lifespan.

Even if he was discovered by these qi-cultivating cultivators, no one would dare to turn his face in front of him, let alone publicize it, so as not to be targeted by others.

But Egawa is different.

If this son really has the Heavenly Spirit Root, then he is the core disciple of the Yunshui Sect, the person who will carry the Ding in the future, once there is damage, it will definitely be an endless scene.

As soon as he thought of being chased and killed by Jin Dan Zhenren, he couldn't help but curse secretly.

Did the brains of the elders of the Yunshui Sect raise fish, and they actually let such immortals out of the mountain gate, aren't they afraid of being arranged by others to be a "jealous talent"?

Watching the rich Shenhua being swallowed into the body like Jiang Chuan gluttonously and gradually refining, the greed in the eyes of the middle-aged Confucian was fleeting.

He had a decision.

After obtaining the Qingyu Shenhua, he left Qiandao Lake, left Xuzhou, and went to Liangzhou, where the Demon Dao was prosperous, to retreat and practice penance for a period of time.

He didn't believe that the other party would go to Liangzhou to hunt him down for a half-ruined disciple.

And just when Confucianism made a decision, Jiang Chuan also reached a critical moment.

With Shenhua's continuous help, his eyebrows stirred, and he finally broke through that barrier, and a new force that was different from his true qi broke out of his body.

At this time, he not only saw the scene in front of him, but also saw the scene next to him and behind him very strangely.

With him as the center, everything within a radius of three zhang is presented under the "gaze".

This is the divine consciousness that only monks in the foundation building period have.

Although it is not as broad as the Tsukiji Monk's divine sense, this is definitely an ability that the Tsukiji Monk has.

Jiang Chuan wanted to look up to the sky and howl to express his joy, but when he thought of the threat outside the formation, he ran the trick, and a cool feeling flowed through his heart, taking away all distracting thoughts.

He began to refine spiritual weapons with tiny divine senses.

Time flies, and as the Qingyu Shenhua is continuously refined, many monks on the futon also stop their practice.

Almost everyone has a look of dissatisfaction in their eyes.

If only there were a little more.

But alas, with their merits, there is nothing left.

A few people were unwilling to hit the stele with their true qi again, but this time the stele did not react at all, as if it fell silent.

Although Jiang Chuan was the last to get Shenhua into his body, the "Cloud Water Sutra" he cultivated was extremely compatible with Shenhua, and he could refine it faster, so it was clear that he got the most, but he was not the last to wake up.

When he got up and looked, the purple-clothed young man standing opposite him was bowing his head slightly.

Jiang Chuan also nodded imperceptibly.

It's all in plain sight.

It wasn't until the last person got up that the thirty-six monks who had perfected their qi looked at each other, and the tacit understanding spread silently.

At the same time, the middle-aged Confucian also opened his eyes with an unpredictable smile on his face.

"Very well, you did not disappoint me. Now, it's time to make good on that promise. ”

As he spoke, he took out a teapot-shaped spiritual artifact.

"There isn't much Yin Spirit Water left in this pot, and it can only open up a passage once.

"You have to hurry, don't be trapped in it, even I won't be able to save people by then."

Sure enough, the expressions of many monks in the array changed slightly.

No matter how good Qingyu Shenhua is, it must be able to enjoy it.

"Please also ask the seniors to help."

It was still the black-clothed old man among the nine scattered people in Nanhe who took the lead in standing up, and several brothers around him also acted in the same way.

With the example, others began to ask as well.

The middle-aged Confucian smiled with satisfaction and offered the teapot.

Wisps of Yin Spirit Water spilled and began to corrode the power of the remnant array.

Jiang Chuan quietly retreated to the rear, only a few steps away from the stele.

Looking at the young man in purple again, it is the same action.

Obviously, this guy didn't think about trying to fight hard from the beginning.

The corners of Jiang Chuan's mouth twitched.

The young man in purple smiled innocently.

In fact, not only the two of them, but also several unwilling monks came to the stone tablet.

A young man in gray at the back had already walked with one foot to the stone path behind the stone monument.

But then, there was a scream, and the body exploded into a blood mist.

"I warned you that the remnants of the stone path would obliterate all outsiders.

"The only way out is with me."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar's unhurried voice came, and the remnants of the array had been completely opened up a portal.

Now is the time.

Almost at the same time, Jiang Chuan and the purple-clothed young man retreated straight to the side of the stone monument, and stepped on the stone path under the incomprehensible gaze of the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

Didn't induce any remnant killing.

Even before Jiang Chuan could spill a cloud of qi and roll up the dead monk's storage bag.

"Junior, what are you doing?"

The middle-aged Confucian never thought that these two people would choose to escape from the most unlikely place, seeing that the two figures were getting far away, he hurriedly distracted himself and sacrificed a miserable bone spear, along the passage, over the stone tablet, and stabbed at the two of them.

At this moment, the other monks who were gradually walking out of the passage saw this scene, without any hesitation, and almost rushed out in unison, and at the same time sacrificed the strongest treasure on their bodies.

The black-clothed old man led by him waved his sleeves and rose up, and a pair of daggers that were only a foot long stabbed directly into the throat of the middle-aged Confucian student.

The dagger was not sharp, and the murderous aura shocked Confucian Sheng's eyelids.

This is a blow that has been planned for a long time.

Where could he still divide his mind to pursue Jiang Chuan and the two with spiritual weapons, and he could only watch the figures of the two disappear on the stone path while trying to avoid the spiritual weapons sacrificed by everyone.

"Poof."

The middle-aged Confucian spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

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