Mu Zizhen succeeded, although he almost lost his soul, he finally survived.

If there was no gray energy mass to share the pressure for him, if there was no elixir, and if he happened to have the power of grinding the divine magic to decompose the medicine, then he would have become a living dead long ago.

But the Immortal Dao is difficult, and luck is a part of cultivation, and from a certain point of view, it is still a very important part.

The Divine Grinding Technique was successful, but there was a new problem.

The elixir he took, called the 'Soul Nourishing Pill', is the best of the five grades, even if the effect is mainly divine soul, it does not mean that it does not contain spiritual power, and these spiritual powers are extremely huge for Mu Zizhen today.

It was so huge that he had no way to suppress his cultivation, and it was imminent to break through his prime, otherwise it would damage his foundation.

In the natal realm, the spiritual root needs to sink into the dantian and transform the spiritual seed.

At the same time, it is necessary to refine the natal thing, but it can be a certain spell, a spiritual weapon, a rune, an elixir, and even the limbs of a fierce beast.

In short, the higher the level of the refiner, the more powerful it becomes.

The natal thing is different from the spell, it is a thing that is combined with the spiritual root, and it has the characteristics of the spiritual root, like the carrier of the spiritual root, which is faster and stronger.

But what does Mu Zi really have?

The 'Thunder Spirit Sword Technique' has only been cultivated slightly, and the 'Frost Edge' has not yet been refined, but there are pills, but first, the grade is too high, and second, he has never thought of stepping into the natal realm with refining pills.

I was so anxious that I couldn't find anything refined, and if I didn't store the surging spiritual power in time, my meridians and dantian would be damaged.

Suddenly, a flash of spiritual light flashed, what would happen if it was refined into the soul?

In the sea of knowledge, in addition to his own soul, there was also a gray figure, which was the previous gray energy group, which directly turned into a human form after being crushed a hundred times.

The gray humanoid has no consciousness, it is a simple soul energy, and it can be controlled by him at will, just like knowing two souls.

There was no time to hesitate, let alone think about whether this method was feasible, the spiritual sense operated, and the gray figure flew out of the sea of self-knowledge, entered the Ren vein from the Yintang acupoint, and then sank to the dantian.

The Great Wilderness was running rapidly, suppressing the spiritual power in the body on the one hand, and frantically improving the spiritual power on the other.

Gradually, the dantian spiritual yuan force formed a vortex, a three-inch silver-white root tendril, floating and sinking on the vortex.

The spiritual yuan power in the meridians was all withdrawn into the dantian, and the gray soul was slowly inhaled by the vortex along with the spiritual root.

As the vortex rotated, the spiritual power in the dantian became less and less, and the gray soul slowly merged into the spiritual root, and the spiritual root also began to shrink to the middle, and finally turned into a finger-sized spiritual seed.

Off-white in color.

Dozens of weeks later, the dantian returned to calm, and Mu Zizhen's breath began to climb, and after only a few breaths, he entered the early stage of his life.

The dantian and meridians were empty, and there was only one gray-white spirit seed, suspended in the center of the dantian.

The realm broke through, but Mu Zizhen didn't have the slightest joy, what kind of ghost did this refine?

...

The scourge is out of the customs, this is what the Qianyun Sect and the Yuan Ying said when they met.

I don't blame them for counting Mu Zizhen behind his back, I just blame him for being too faceless and skinless.

First of all, he asked a group of Yuan Ying to accompany him to practice swords, prop up the shield and let him cut it, he said perfunctory, but he shot him away, and he said that he would compensate for the pain, and if he didn't give it, he would preach it among the disciples, saying that the lord of the hall was bullying the small.

arranged Jin Danjing to spar him, and said that he didn't take him to heart.

After that, I patronized the halls first, and then the peaks, as long as the natal realm can be used, you can take it if you say you can take it, but why do you take so many clothes from the female cultivator's Luo skirt?

Then it's to invite everyone to eat, the price is ridiculously expensive, it's not okay not to eat, and it's not okay to eat without giving spirit stones, otherwise he will harm what you are most nervous about.

Just look at the two treasure sparrows of the sect master, there are only two hairs left on the whole body, one on the top of the head and one on the tail.

Just when the Yuan Ying felt that he should also stop, a bigger movement came.

In the main peak square, a wooden frame is erected under the statue of the patriarch of the mountain, which is one zhang wide and twenty zhang long.

There are dense cultivation items on it.

Exercises, spells, talismans, formations, pills, spiritual weapons, various spiritual materials, spiritual stones, and the most hateful are dozens of Luo skirts and profane clothes.

With such a movement, the inner three layers and the outer three floors were all busy with disciples, and there were many disciples who were coming from various peaks.

Mu Zizhen sat behind the wooden frame, crossed Erlang's legs and closed his eyes to recuperate.

An hour passed, and there were tens of thousands of disciples who gathered, and the whole audience was silent when a gong sounded.

Mu Zizhen jumped on the wooden frame, opened his throat and said loudly: "Little grandchildren, little granddaughters, I am your little ancestor!"

As soon as these words came out, the elders in the sky who were watching the excitement almost fell headlong in a spiritual confusion.

"Do you see any of these things? It's all my hard work... Ahem, do you want it?"

The crowd was in an uproar, but they also knew that there was no such good thing, and there must be conditions.

"Little Uncle Ancestor, you can just say it! How can you take these things? A disciple asked everyone's thoughts.

"Haha... It's simple, just beat me. ”

"Little Uncle Ancestor, how do you defeat the law?"

"Under the golden pill, you elect ten of the strongest people, and then I sit in the village and you press, each person presses up to ten first-grade spirit stones, how about you win one and lose ten? Mu Zizhen said proudly, looking like he had won.

"Brag, I think he's just entered his natal realm. ”

"This is because there are too many resources and there is no place to spend, I heard that they are all from the pit of the little uncle. ”

"You go and try it? This is called a faceless and skinless Dafa, and you can't envy it. ”

"Wouldn't it be too arrogant?"

"Don't be surprised, everyone! Another thing, in the future, there will be a daily lecture by Brother Jindan, and I have a schedule, if that elder is absent, you tell me, I will go to his house and walk around. Mu Zizhen released another big killing weapon, and a group of Jindan elders in the air were even more stunned.

They didn't know about this at all, they came to see the excitement, but they didn't know that they had put themselves in.

Don't doubt what Mu Zizhen said, whoever dares not to go, it is estimated that the Taoist robe will be scraped off, look at those peak masters and hall masters of the Yuanying Realm, and they have to hide when they see this kid.

"I'll wait here for ten days, you guys go and promote the masters, I can't wait. Mu Zizhen looked cheap, and anyone who saw it wanted to slap him.

Fire Spirit Peak, the inheritance disciple area, ordinary disciples usually don't dare to come here, and even if they come, they are light-footed, for fear of stepping on an ant.

Now it is surrounded by nearly a thousand disciples, and the noise is like a secular gathering.

A red-robed man was preparing for alchemy, but several times he wanted to make a fire, but he was disturbed by the noise outside.

The man frowned, pushed open the door and said angrily, "What's going on outside?

"Senior brother, a group of inner and outer disciples have come outside, clamoring for you to fight. A core disciple hurriedly said.

"Out, what's the battle?"

"It was the little master uncle who set up a ring in the main peak square, threatening to challenge the ten strongest disciples in the natal realm, and it is said that there will be a rich reward for winning, that is..."