The bottom of the Cliff of the Fallen God.

Wu Ming decided to eat the red fruit in his hand first, after all, the people take food as the sky, and he is now hungry. I went to the lake to wash the spirit fruit, and the hygiene habits should still be maintained. There is no industrial pollution in this world, and there is pure and harmless air, water, food, vitality, and cultivation materials everywhere.

He sat on a large rock, picked up the spirit fruit and took a big bite, looking at the enticing color that would make it as sweet as a cherry. Who knew that the flesh of the fruit turned into a stream of sour teeth, so bitter that the tongue was numb, and the majestic spiritual liquid drilled directly into the throat.

Wu Ming was so bitter that he swallowed his saliva violently, and his whole face was so sour that he wrinkled into a bitter gourd. Ziyue most wanted to see a scene appear, and couldn't help but snicker, which could be regarded as finding a little fun for herself in the boring practice.

Wu Minggang wanted to throw away this bitter and sour spirit fruit. However, the flesh spirit liquid that entered the body had turned into a huge energy raging in the body, and the fire element was instantly activated, and he suddenly turned into a fire man.

After more than ten years of hard cultivation, Luo Fudu, who had never had a trace of response, actually began to operate automatically. He hurriedly guarded the spiritual platform, and the ink movement exercises, guiding the majestic energy in his body to wander in the meridians.

Wu Ming took half a day to digest this energy, he was blessed to the heart, gritted his teeth and swallowed the entire Zhu Lingguo, and suddenly the body was like a volcano erupting, and the violent fire element energy was rushing wildly everywhere, washing the eight veins of the body, and the entire body was as if it was boiling, extremely tormenting and painful.

Ziyue also observed nervously, "This little guy won't be able to withstand the explosion and die, right?" "I was afraid for a while in my heart, and secretly decided not to pull out the seedlings in the future to help them grow, and give the elixir and spiritual fruit indiscriminately, maybe it will harm others and yourself.

Wu Ming resisted the incomparable pain and suffering with incomparably strong faith. He silently ran Luo Fu Duel, but unfortunately this energy was too pure and huge, causing his body to be unable to digest it for a while, his eyes were dark, and Wu Ming fainted.

A day passed.

Two days passed.

Three days passed.

......

Wu Ming finally woke up slowly, and immediately found that his body was covered with a layer of black mucus. Without further ado, jump into the lake and wash up. After freshening up, he quickly looked inside his body, he had already broken through the first layer of qi refining, and the vitality in his body was extremely pure, and it contained the explosive energy of the fire element. I feel that my souls are stronger, and my meridians are broadened. Heaven and Earth Vitality can be stored more in the body.

"I can finally cultivate, I have finally stepped into the Qi Refining Realm! It's a great feeling of being full of energy. Hahahaha! Wu Mingyan was crazy, laughed loudly, laughed and laughed, tears flowed down his eyes.

Over the years, every time he practiced the Luofu Sect exercises, he felt that his body was like a stone, and he had no reaction, and if it weren't for his extraordinary will, he would not have been able to persist for more than ten years. At this moment, it was as if God had played a joke on him, and the effort had finally paid off.

Making persistent efforts, Wu Ming's heartbeat intensified, and he picked up the jade slip placed next to him with anticipation. As soon as his divine sense entered the jade slip, he was bounced out.

"I've heard that advanced exercises may require blood to be read." Wu Ming tried to drop blood to recognize the master, and squeezed out a drop of blood to melt into the jade slip. The jade slip emitted a dazzling red light, and in an instant, it turned into a red light and drilled into Wu Ming's divine sense.

This red light has been flying, like lightning flying in the endless heaven and earth, Wu Ming's divine consciousness stared at it deadly, and followed the red light to fly over mountains, rivers, lakes, high mountains and rivers, dense forests, snow-capped mountains, spiritual caves, volcanoes, and magma.

I saw the change of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and saw birth, old age, sickness and death. I even saw the demons and monsters with the ability to reach the sky tear apart the heavens and the earth, the war and killing scenes of the ancient battlefield, the magic powers that destroyed the world and the earth, the sword light and sword shadow that shattered the starry sky, and finally the red light did not enter a middle-aged man sitting on a rock by the sea.

His long black hair fluttered gently in the sea breeze, and the temperament of a middle-aged man was as warm as jade. He seems to be one with heaven and earth, without a trace of sharpness, but he gives people the feeling that he can suppress heaven and earth.

Wu Ming wanted to see the other party's face clearly, but his divine sense was like a stone sinking into the sea, and the long hair flowing in the wind was like a whirlpool abyss, devouring all his divine sense.

Wu Ming curiously glanced at the gray sea, only to see the gray waves surging, the energy rolling, he was dizzy for a while, his eyes couldn't see anything clearly, and Wu Ming was so frightened that he quickly shifted his attention.

"If you don't cut the past, how can you be reborn, and you will be reborn." The middle-aged man said quietly facing the sea of gray mist.

"I have three volumes of the Sutra of Past Lives, and cultivators need to endure pain that people can't bear, and endure pain that people can't bear, are you willing to cultivate?" The middle-aged man turned his head to look at Wu Ming and continued.

"Senior, what grade is this exercise? I'm used to the Luofu duel, but there is a conflict? Wu Ming still expressed the worry in his heart. Although his intuition told him that the middle-aged man might give him exercises at the Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang levels, or even higher-level exercises.

"It has no grade, although I also have higher-grade exercises, but my exercises are not suitable for you, because you are a human race." The middle-aged man groaned.

"I do!" Wu Ming replied decisively, he followed his heart and felt that he could not miss this opportunity.

"This "Sutra of Past Lives" cycle of cause and effect finally returned to the hands of the human race, and you are also destined." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed, crossed the distance of the endless void, and tapped on Wu Ming's eyebrows.

Wu Ming's divine consciousness was blurry and distorted for a while, and he instantly returned to reality, slowly opening his eyes. He found that he already had an extra "Sutra of Death" in his mind. "Oops! I forgot to ask the name of my senior, and I will be rewarded in the future. He muttered to himself regretfully.

After a trance, Wu Ming began to practice the Sutra of Past Lives. He concentrated, cut out all distractions, and immersed himself in the scriptures. An empty voice came from the sea of souls: "If you don't cut the past, how can you be reborn, and you will be reborn." That's exactly what the mysterious middle-aged man said.

Wu Ming then read the information and immediately hesitated. It turns out that in order to practice this sutra, you need to first dissipate all the exercises you have learned before.

"If you want to practice this skill, you must first disperse the palace!"

"I finally entered the first layer of qi refining, it's a pity to disperse." His brow furrowed, and he struggled a little inwardly, weighing it again.

"Fight! Anyway, I'm still young, and I'm only refining the first level of the Qi Realm, so it's not a pity to disperse and cultivate, so let's re-cultivate if it's a big deal. Wu Ming gritted his teeth and decided to follow the mantra of "Sutra of Passing Away" to disperse and cultivate first: "Reverse the vitality, pour the mud pill, disperse the qi and let the acupoints be supervised, and the true yuan is scattered and the limbs, and the true yuan of the whole body is forced out of the skin and all the orifices......."

Wu Minggang stepped into the first layer of the Qi Refining Realm, and only opened up two acupuncture points on one of the twelve main veins. He followed the mantra to force his vitality into this meridian. His face was suddenly painful, and gradually became hideous and terrifying, and the incomparable pain of the reverse meridian amputation spread throughout his body, and he gritted his teeth and desperately persevered.

He seemed to hear the sound of running water in his body gurgling, his meridians spasmed, and his vitality was forced out bit by bit. Long torment, endless torment.

One day.

Two days.

Three days......

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye, and Wu Ming finally dispersed all the cultivation of the first layer of the Qi Refining Realm with great effort, and the pores of his whole body were full of blood and some impurities.

He was secretly glad that he had only cultivated to the first level of the Qi Refining Realm, if it was those who had a high level of cultivation to get this exercise, they would definitely be reluctant to disperse the exercises, and it was estimated that they would directly throw away the garbage stuff of the pit people.

After Wu Ming cleaned it briefly, he began to practice the first volume of the Sutra of Passing Away: "Heaven and earth are clear and turbid, and the outer practice of the void spirit, the qi is the master, and the form is used to ......."

After a few days of practice, Wu Ming's body had no vitality at all, and the pores of his whole body were tingling, if it weren't for the fact that he heard fairy music in his ears, and gradually felt the faint green qi of the surrounding heaven and earth, he suspected that this was a fake exercise.

In the blink of an eye, another seven days had passed, and he was still gritting his teeth and cultivating. In this world, the law of the jungle eats the strong, and if you don't become strong, you can only become someone else's sword.

"Corpse Cloud Xing, you wait for me! I must avenge this revenge! Yes! ......" Wu Ming continued to persevere, occasionally fainting in pain, and after waking up, he continued to grit his teeth and run the "Sutra of Death" exercises.

He was tormented in pain like Ling Chi every day, and when he was about to lose his patience, suddenly a blood mist emerged from the Zhongfu Acupoint, which slowly turned into a cyclone, and a trace of spiritual energy seeped in and transformed into vitality.

"This exercise really works! I'm also able to cultivate my vitality! Wu Ming trembled with joy, and there was a kind of happiness that came from hard work.

After two days of perseverance, Wu Ming opened the whirlpool of qi in Tianchi and Tianquan Cave. Ten days later, Yongquan acupoint, Rangu acupoint, Yunmen acupoint, Chengwee acupoint, Sibai acupoint and other qi acupoints were opened, and each qi acupoint was like a rotating whirlpool, slowly absorbing the vitality between heaven and earth.

Wu Ming absorbed more and more vitality into his body, and the acupuncture points of the qi acupuncture points were also opened more and more. A trace of pure vitality washed the dried and clogged meridians in his body, gradually changing his physique. When he was hungry, he caught a few fish from the nearby lake and grilled them. When you are sleepy, meditate and take a break.

The bottom of the Falling God Cliff was shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, and he didn't know the time and time, so he worked tirelessly and desperately to cultivate, completely immersed in this magical world of exercises.

Time flies, and before you know it, a year has passed. Wu Ming's whole body opened 278 qi acupuncture points, and his efficiency was more than ten times higher than that of an ordinary monk. According to the level of the Qi Refining Realm, he is now at the sixth level of the Qi Refining Realm.

Wu Ming was shocked by his own progress, and he had not stepped into the Qi Refining Realm for more than ten years of penance, and in this short period of time, he was already at the sixth level of the Qi Refining Realm.

"When the master sees that I can cultivate, he will definitely be shocked, and he will be surprised when the time comes!" Wu Ming was complacent and began to think crankily.