"Since you have a deep hatred, your lover will never forget. Then let me wish you a hand, and how far you can go depends on your own creation. ”

Xiao Shao activated the altar of the Fire God Temple, and the flames jumped down, and the dreamlike soul swayed in the flames, and a large amount of blazing energy merged into the soul from the altar, and entered Bai Mu's body through the faint connection of the soul.

Shiraki's originally white lips gradually became rosy, and his body began to become crystal clear, as if he had done a beauty treatment. As for his cultivation, he began to improve at an unimaginable speed.

Bai Mu woke up slowly, felt the endless energy in his body, looked at Xiang Tianhong in surprise, and then looked at Xiao Shaoze in disbelief. Why help me?

Xiao Shao looked sideways and said: After listening to your story, I was a little moved, I will help you, as for how far you can go, it depends on your own creation.

The energy in Bai Mu's body began to explode, and he couldn't say more. Hurriedly sat down cross-legged and began to run the exercises. Convert the energy in your body into cultivation and enter the Purple Mansion.

This is the peak realm of foundation building, plus the battlefield fighting, the physique is many times stronger than that of ordinary monks, and the carrying energy is simply not at the same level as Leng Lingxuan.

For three hours, within three hours, the Fire God Temple continued to transmit energy, and Bai Mu continued to absorb it, but after all, it couldn't absorb it, and the Fire God Temple stopped teleporting.

Xiao Shao waved his hand at Xiang Tianhong and motioned for him to leave.

Everyone left, leaving Bai Mu himself, who deeply experienced and cultivated.

The energy was as fierce as fire, rampaging through his Purple Mansion, but with a hint of tenderness. It's a strange feeling, and it's clear that this force has been spoken.

The energy of the Fire Temple both kept the flames fierce and strong, and domesticated them so that those who received them could quickly manipulate the power for their own use.

Bai Mu manipulated this power to condense the Purple Mansion and compress the cyclone in the Purple Mansion. After a long period of cultivation and condensation by the monks, the Purple Mansion Cyclone will eventually turn into a golden pill. This is the monk's Jindan realm.

Of course, the realization and understanding of the law are all based on the monk's own experience. The more experience, the deeper the understanding, the stronger the Jindan, and the more profound the cultivation.

Compress the Zifu cyclone and let it condense the golden pill, in which the cyclone rolls, and he doesn't want to be controlled by the master and resist. Bai Mu was shocked, this was the first time he tried so hard to compress the Zifu cyclone, but he didn't expect the cyclone to resist, and today he understood why it was easy for monks to build a foundation, but it was difficult for Jindan.

However, the opportunity in front of me is once in a lifetime, and I really don't know how long it will take to miss this opportunity, so we must condense Jindan today.

Gritting his teeth and running energy, the cyclone continued to twist in the tumbling, no matter how it still could not escape the restraint of the external blazing energy, as the energy continued to shrink, the cyclone also began to compress.

Just as it was about to be compressed into a golden pill, a roar came from the depths of the cyclone, followed by a woman's voice. "Brother, I'm uncomfortable, don't. ”

Bai Mu, who was bent on compressing the cyclone, trembled slightly when he heard the sound, and his consciousness quickly entered the cyclone, and he wanted to see what was making sound in the cyclone. That voice was the one he was most familiar with, the voice of his sister Bai Yun.

"Sister, is that you? Where are you?"

Bai Mu Zhihai quickly shuttled through the sea of cyclone clouds with his proprioceptive consciousness, and in the hazy cyclone, there was nothing but endless spiritual power cyclone smoke. Just as he was about to give up, a woman slowly formed under the smoke in front of him, with a pitiful expression everywhere.

"Brother, you are so ruthless, you actually left me and left the family by yourself, I was tortured in the family, so bitter, my sister was so bitter. ”

"Yun'er, I. . . Bai Mu's divine consciousness was also condensed into Bai Mu's appearance, applying for grief, took a step forward, hugged Yun'er, and said with a heartache: Yun'er is not like this, no, I.

Before Bai Mu finished speaking, a loud and hoarse man's voice came from his arms. : Brute, love your sister, pigs and dogs are not as good, my Bai family has never been such a rebel as you. Get out of the way, leave the Bai family.

Bai Mu's body trembled, and he looked down in shock. There is still a sister in his arms. I turned out to be my father.

Pushing the other party away, Bai Mu glared angrily and said: Why did you stop me from being with Yun'er, we are not related by blood, but in order to curry favor with the elite disciple of the sword, you didn't even want your own son.

"Hmph, your life was given by Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu can do anything with your life"

Shiraki was completely desperate by these words, and the trace of ridiculous illusions that he still had left were also shattered after his father said these words.

I always thought that my father was not good enough for me, because I was not good enough to meet my father's requirements, but now it seems that no, my father didn't treat him as a person at all, just as a tool, and let him use it.

"Rebel, go back with me quickly, cut off your hands by yourself, abolish your cultivation, and make amends to that elite disciple. “

The father on the other side glared at Bai Mu angrily and said coldly.

Cutting off his hands and abandoning his cultivation! Bai Mu couldn't believe that this was what his own father said to his child. Bai Mu's heart seemed to be ruthlessly torn open by a big hand, and his heart hurt so much, I'm afraid it had already been shattered.

"Ahaha, father, father. Bai Mu suddenly went crazy, condensed a flying sword in both hands, and aimed it at his father.

The conjured father was a little timid, and roared angrily: Rebel son, you can't kill your father.

Bai Mu's face turned pale, and he walked slowly, and the flying sword turned into a cold light and shot at the other party. "What about killing your father, you don't treat me as a son, why do I take you as a father?

The flying sword is cold, and the speed is like a flood.

"You... The father on the other side began to twist, turning into a white cloud in an instant. "Brother is me, don't. ”

It's a pity that Bai Mu has lost his mind, and when he saw the white clouds, he was originally a little soft-hearted, his eyes suddenly became resolute, and the flying sword only paused in the air for a moment, and then quickly shot towards the woman who transformed into a white cloud.

The flying sword pierced through the opponent's body, and Bai Yun did not sting, there was no pain. Begins to twist into a cloud of smoke and begins to spin into a cyclone.

Purple Mansion Cyclone, the Purple Mansion form of the foundation monks.

"Don't return to your place yet, listen to my orders. Bai Mu snorted coldly, his hands reached out, and his palms clenched the cyclone tightly and squeezed it fiercely, and the cyclone did not resist at all this time, and directly condensed into a golden golden pill.

At the moment when the Jin Dan was formed, the surrounding spiritual power was quickly inhaled into the Purple Mansion by him, and a cloud of smoke composed of spiritual power formed around the Jin Dan. Jin Dan was suspended in the spiritual mist like the sun.

Bai Mu looked down, his gaze quickly pierced into the Jindan mist, the surrounding heaven and earth rotated, extremely black, countless stars rotated, collided, and the stars evolved rapidly in hundreds of millions of years.

The universe is born, stars are born, surrounding celestial bodies move and fall. Life on the planet was born, declined, and perished.

Everything is in non-stop operation, endless, like the cycle of heavenly principles, and the road is not traveling.

Eventually, with a buzz, Shiraki's consciousness retreated, and he opened his eyes anew. At this time, the spiritual power around him was restrained, like an ordinary person, but he could feel the vigorous power in the Dao body.

Xiao Shao raised his hand and said: Congratulations to Bai Daoyou for entering the Jindan realm.

Bai Mu knelt down and said sincerely: Thank you for the grace of the young master's recreation