Zitong himself didn't know at all that this was the supreme treasure that countless people had dreamed of to advance to the level of enlightenment -- the Heart of a Thousand Spirits! However, if he didn't know, he didn't know, but he subconsciously understood that this was definitely a treasure that could not be found, and it would be of great benefit to his cultivation.

That's why I ignored the outside environment and swallowed it irrepressibly.

At the moment when his Thousand Spirits Heart entered his body, Zitong's consciousness lost contact with the outside world, what was taken away by Qingcheng, what Thousand Spirits went crazy, after that moment, it had nothing to do with him, and all his mind was attracted by the Heart of Thousand Spirits.

Outside, under the vigilance of Qingcheng, Qianlingzi in the distance saw that his essence was taken away, and suddenly the petals scattered, radiating towards the Qingcheng, but, just after Qingcheng was ready for a big battle, the petals that were already close to an inch in front of him suddenly trembled, not advancing but retreating, under the surprised gaze of Qingcheng, he returned to his original perch again, and the light flashed, and he regained his calm.

Although Qingcheng didn't know why, it was also haode that they were safe with each other, but what Qingcheng didn't notice was that the flashing light was a seriously injured and unconscious demon beast flying by, falling into the center of Qianlingzi's petals, and slowly dissipating.

Just when the Thousand Machine Beast fell into the stamen of the Thousand Spirit Son, the people who were looking for it in the outside world suddenly saw a flash of light, and they were overjoyed and rushed there at full speed.

After the petals were closed, Qingcheng saw that there was no follow-up attack, and gradually relaxed and slowly sat down next to Zitong, but looking at her smart eyes, you can know that at this time. She didn't let her guard down because of the relaxation of her body.

Minutes and seconds passed. Zitong has not yet woken up. And the movement of the thousand spirit sons is not small, the petals keep opening and closing, as if they are experiencing something painful, but they do not pose a threat to Qingcheng and them, and Qingcheng is too lazy to provoke.

Everything is moving quietly, and at this moment, Zitong's dantian is due to the intervention of the heart of a thousand spirits, and suddenly there have been earth-shaking changes.

Zitong's consciousness followed the heart of a thousand spirits to his dantian. His dantian. Because of the relationship between the souls, he is much broader than ordinary people, but he is limited in his inner life and is not fully filled.

However, all this, after the arrival of the Thousand Souls Heart, suddenly changed.

This black seed, after entering Zitong's dantian, quickly turned into a dense mist, covering the entire dantian in the blink of an eye, and every trace of aura was like a firefly, with a faint light. A glimmer of light may not be much, but when there are thousands of fogs. The resulting brightness should not be underestimated.

Zitong is also the first time to see his dantian, and his usual internal vision is only a rough idea, after all, he has no spiritual sense, and he has achieved the point of seeing the end of the situation without seeing the salary. Although he has not seen other people's dantian, he gives people an illusion, that is, it is very vast, and he doesn't know where the basis of this feeling is, that is, he knows it and mysteriously.

And the amplitude of the mist does not seem to be all the dantian, but most of them, there are two areas that are very special, one of them has a red light there, and all the fog is dispelled, and they dare not provoke. And the other there is a rock solid, unmoved. Seeing this, Zitong was a little puzzled, when did he have so many things in his body?

It's just that he can't do anything at all now, he can only watch as a bystander, and he can't participate. I can only think about studying those two places in the future.

He saw that there were originally some thin and thin internal forces in his dantian, but after the mist was added, the thin internal force began to grow wildly, and the time of one breath was all over the entire dantian, and it was even growing wildly.

Seeing this situation, Zitong was not happy and shocked, this is not a good phenomenon! If his internal force continues to grow like this, sooner or later his dantian will be burst! However, if he is so anxious, he is helpless.

Fortunately, Zitong's dantian seems to be very tough, and several times the sudden expansion of internal force has been pressed back by the powerful dantian. Seeing this, Zitong was relieved!

"It turns out that the master's dantian is so tenacious!" Zitong's eyes lit up.

Just tossed back and forth a few times, maybe those internal forces also felt that there was no way to break through, so they began to be compressed again and again under the pressure of the dantian, and finally when a drop of gaseous internal force was compressed into drops, the pressure was significantly reduced.

One drop, two drops, three drops......

It wasn't until the tenth drop appeared that the expanding internal force gradually stopped agitating and quieted down.

At this time, Zitong didn't know the situation in the outside world, but Qingcheng obviously noticed that Zitong's momentum was terrifying, and actually brought a faint sense of coercion to himself. But she couldn't do anything, she could only secretly pray that Zitong would wake up soon, otherwise trouble would inevitably ensue.

If Zitong knew some cultivation knowledge, or had the experience of being taught by elders, he would naturally understand what it meant to liquefy internal force, but he didn't have either, so he just understood that there was such a way to solve the expansion of true qi.

The liquefaction of true qi is a sign of advancing to the Great Martial Master, and every ten drops is a level, which means that Zitong's current internal strength cultivation is already at the middle level of the Great Martial Master, which is obviously closely related to his solid foundation, and the so-called accumulation is exactly like this.

Thirty drops of internal force liquid, generally is the limit of the great martial artist's dantian capacity, of course, different people's qualifications are different, naturally the specific number is different, but on average, it is basically about thirty drops, at this time it is already close to the level of consciousness, it is necessary to derive spiritual sense, otherwise, not to mention the cultivation stop, even cultivation can not be maintained, after all, the droplets in the dantian will increase with cultivation, and if the spiritual sense is not derived in time, the consequences are quite serious.

This is also the fundamental reason why Qianlingzi is so sought after, one is for cultivation, and more for the protection of life!

Of course, as long as you are sure, the more spiritual fluid you can break through, the better, which shows that there is a lot of potential, and the potential of cultivation is also an important indicator to measure a person's value.

Zitong is still observing his dantian, he doesn't know what the sign between a martial artist and a great martial artist is, but the feeling that he has broken through to become a great martial artist is still accurate, but he doesn't know the specific strength. When he saw the dantian gradually returning to calm, he thought it was about to end, but suddenly, something happened suddenly.

Shout!

A sharp sound of breaking the air really sounded in Zitong's ears, that feeling was too real, if it wasn't for his thoughts, he would definitely think that he had gone to the outside world.

As soon as the fog was calmed down, a chirp suddenly sounded, and suddenly in the depths of Zitong's dantian, it seemed that something had been moved, and he wanted to break out of the ground!

"And?!" Zitong was also shocked, to say that the two areas just now were enough for himself, how could there be still in the depths? Could it be that he was a god in his previous life? Why are there so many strange things all of a sudden!

However, it is impossible to be a god in the previous life, but it is really impossible to say that he was a demon in the previous life.

Just in Zitong's shocked eyes, a turquoise shadow in the distance gradually enlarged in his pupils. He couldn't help but exclaim: "Demon python ?!!"

Yes, it was the demon spirit of the demon python that Zitong melted the spirit of, and it was floating towards the center of the mist at this time.

"How is it possible? Isn't it refined by itself? How can it still appear?" A series of doubts flashed in Zitong's mind.

Indeed, he did refine the demon spirit at the beginning, and he also experienced the baptism of heavenly thunder. But he, that is just a rough refining, in addition to refining the aura of the demon python to himself, and forcibly fusing the instinct of the demon spirit with his dantian, he has not really completely owned the two to himself, otherwise, his strength is by no means the current realm.

Even though that senior is talented and talented, it is an ideal fruit after all, although there are a few shiyan products, but it was also killed by all, although it was successful, but the disadvantages also existed, but he had no follow-up information, and there was no way to know at all.

And at this moment, all the drawbacks were presented in front of Zitong. The remnants of the demon spirits, the deep-rooted spiritual power, were displayed in front of him one by one.

All this, the child who watched it was terrified, and his spine was cold, could it be that this demon spirit wanted to replace it?

He was wrong!

The heart of a thousand souls, as a holy medicine for enlightenment, will definitely not harm him. All this is the means by which the Heart of a Thousand Souls can eliminate hidden dangers for him. The next moment, Zitong realized that this kind of child was not harming him.

Just after the demon spirit was inhaled into the mist in a daze, the mist suddenly began to tumble violently, and in about a few breaths, all the mist suddenly opened three times, carrying a little green light floating around the dantian, and the dantian, which was originally not moving, suddenly showed signs of loosening.

Then, in Zitong's happy eyes, the mist suddenly swirled, and then swooped, directly bringing up Zitong's consciousness of inward vision and soaring.

In Zitong's eyes, he saw that his meridians were expanding, and it seemed that with the growth of cultivation, his body was also quietly changing.

I don't know how long it took, Zitong's consciousness came to another unusually dark space, where there was no light, only his own consciousness seemed to emit a trace of white light.

"Where is this?" Zitong asked. But there was no answer to the endless darkness.

However, in the next moment, Zitong's eyes suddenly widened, because he actually saw himself with a green light!

Hiss!

"Could it be that this is ......" Zitong suddenly thought of something, and then thought of the role of Qianlingzi, and a strong sense of joy jumped into his heart.

"By the way, this is a wisp of spiritual sense! It must be, otherwise how could there be such a familiar and intimate feeling, it is actually spiritual sense, no wonder! I'm already feeling the level?!" Zitong became more and more affirmative the more he spoke, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became.

"Lingjue is true! But the strength of Jue level is a fallacy!" Suddenly, an old voice came out!

"Who?!" (To be continued......