After entering the valley, Zhao Lei was not in a hurry to go to the waterhole.

Instead, before officially starting to cultivate, he took out the wooden box, solemnly and carefully, pasted the remaining half of the evil talisman on it, and then dug a pit on a mountainside and buried it in it.

Be careful to make the 10,000-year-old ship, this cat demon has a criminal record, only in this way can Zhao Lei cultivate with peace of mind.

Then Zhao Lei came to the waterhole, collected all the spiritual grass rich in water spiritual power that Uncle Zhao had picked before, and then simply cleaned it with the pool water, and then stuffed it all into his mouth.

Although Shui Yuanjue recorded a simple method of refining the elixir, but now Zhao Lei has no qi practice, and he has no relevant conditions, and in the face of the elixir, he can only sigh with admiration.

As for handing it over to the black mother-in-law, Zhao Lei didn't want to do that, because if he did so, he would need to recover the seriously injured black mother-in-law first, and now she only had her soul left, maybe the pill had not been refined, and her soul had already been scattered.

When Granny Hei saw the medicine fish before, she also vaguely told Zhao Lei that it was very useful for her to recover from her injuries.

It is precisely because of this that Zhao Lei is willing to waste a little bit rather than want the black mother-in-law to recover.

Even if there is a contract, Zhao Lei is still not at ease, because now he is just a mortal, and he has no means to stop this black mother-in-law except for the half of the evil talisman.

It's mainly the fault caused by the black mother-in-law's own capriciousness before.

As a monster who has been cultivating for hundreds of years, her methods are not something that Zhao Lei can imagine, and he doesn't want to overturn in the gutter at this most critical time.

There was no way, Zhao Lei could only stuff them into his mouth like a cow chewing grass, trying to absorb the spiritual power in it through this most primitive method.

Then Zhao Lei sat directly in the pool.

This pool of water is also full of spiritual power, which can be slowly absorbed through Zhao Lei's body, which has been refined and transformed.

He also holds two spirit stones in his hands, and now everything is ready only to the east wind.

Zhao Lei began to cultivate according to the water yuan technique, his mind slowly immersed in it, he could feel that countless cool air slowly entered his body along his pores, washing his body along the way.

And there were streams of air that slowly diffused from Zhao Lei's abdomen to his whole body.

Until this time, Zhao Lei understood why the immortals were innocent.

Their bodies have long been different from mortals under the long-term nourishment of spiritual power, so they can have such a long lifespan.

Zhao Lei's immersed consciousness began to decline slowly, and the aura also began to run along with his meridians, after running for a few days.

Slowly, Zhao Lei seemed to be able to see that a stormy wave was washing the river blocked by silt.

And they ended up in a volcano full of fire and lava, evaporated by waves of the volcano, but one after another.

Gradually, the molten slurry solidified, but there was still a rolling heat wave, but the temperature gradually dropped.

The unbridled waves washed over the furious volcano, and as it eroded, it grew smaller and smaller until there was only one summit left.

Until then, the volcano could no longer swallow the lava that was constantly flowing out.

It's just that last step.

But even this last step could not be crossed, no matter how the waves washed away, the last bit of the top of the mountain, like a reef in the sea, stood still.

It wasn't until later that these waves gradually slowed down, and slowly became weaker.

Not good!

The spiritual power released by the spiritual grass in his abdomen was about to be exhausted, and Zhao Lei was only one last step away.

At this moment, Zhao Lei couldn't care about anything else, he grabbed a medicine fish in Tan, and swallowed it raw like drinking blood.

In a moment, a violent spiritual power gushed out from Zhao Lei's abdomen, and the acupuncture points around his body in the eight veins of the Qi Sutra suddenly bulged, and his clothes exploded in an instant.

His veins were like snakes, hovering around his body, his skin was red, and blood was oozing from his pores, like a blood-colored curtain enveloping his body.

Zhao Lei is like a scalded crab, and like a hot carbon, his body constantly exudes high temperature, and the pool water produces fog, which shrouds him in fog.

Those few medicine fish felt the temperature and hid on the edge of the waterhole, not daring to rely on Zhao Lei at all.

At this time, Zhao Lei only felt hot, the whole person was about to explode, he was uncomfortable to death, he had never experienced this feeling, he just wanted someone to stab him in his body now, so as to make himself comfortable.

It's too much, it's too much spiritual power.

But it was also this abundant spiritual power, like a tsunami, like a waterspout, that became the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai, and rushed directly towards the only remaining mountaintop.

In the midst of this violent wave, even though the top of the mountain is like an indestructible reef, it is slowly consumed by the attack of this wave after wave.

Finally, a small crack opened at the top of the mountain, and it was this crack that made the top of the mountain no longer strong, and finally shattered.

At the moment when the top of the mountain shattered, Zhao Lei only felt as if a shackle that imprisoned him had been opened.

At this moment, Zhao Lei, who was about to be swollen by a large amount of spiritual power, endured the severe pain and began to guide the spiritual power in his body.

Only by refining this massive amount of spiritual power can Zhao Lei get rid of his current predicament, and he can not be supported to death by this massive amount of spiritual energy.

Now that his confinement has been opened, and there is this massive amount of aura, he will not take the opportunity to break through at this time, let alone when.

Shui Yuanjue, who had been unable to grasp the essentials and couldn't get started, was now like pushing a boat down the river, without the slightest effort, Zhao Lei directly entered a strange state.

He only felt as if his spirit was coming out of his body, and his eyes could directly see the blood flowing in his veins and the bone meridians through his body.

There are no secrets of his own body to him.

Zhao Lei could see the rolling spiritual power, surging wantonly in his veins, without restraint.

What attracted Zhao Lei the most was the little bit of azure light in the dantian of his lower abdomen.

It was that little bit of azure light, after the violent aura passed through the dantian, it gradually became docile.

The aura that was not obedient at all, under the control of Zhao Lei's divine sense, began to operate according to the Great Zhou Tian.

Every time the spiritual power passes through that little bit of azure light, the light will increase a little, and the spiritual power will decrease a little.

Gradually, the light slowly grew larger, and just as it became the size of a fist, it slowly began to shrink again, slowly solidifying, until it finally compressed into a small droplet.

"Boom!"

Zhao Lei knows that it's done!

[Good things are grinding, Zhao Lei finally practiced qi and officially stepped into the world of cultivating immortals. A gorgeous and colorful picture scroll of cultivating immortals, for Zhao Lei, has just opened, and there are more bizarre things waiting for him in the future!

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