Look at your own aura courtyard.

Lu Jian suddenly thought that a long time ago, among the treasures he got from Zhu Ganglie, there was a kind of "Taishang Induction Pill" that could improve the realm.

He reached out and found the purple gold gourd from the space bracelet in his arms.

What is in this gourd is the elixir in the true sense, which has far surpassed the category of grade in the world.

Lu Jian shook the gourd gently, listening to the sound of the brushes of the pills colliding inside, and fell into deep thought.

In the past, Grandpa He asked himself if he wanted to eat one, but at that time he said that his foundation was unstable and he didn't want to rashly improve his cultivation.

After so many (rì) subsistence, I have changed from a person who can't practice to a cultivator in the realm of the spiritual courtyard, and the change in the middle is really too great.

Originally, Lu Jian would not have thought of using external forces to improve the realm.

But now the big event that is about to happen has made him feel more and more critical, and in addition, the realm foundation of his Spirit Courtyard Realm is now very solid.

But after entering the realm, it is very difficult to improve the realm, and without a step of improvement, you need to pay several times, or even dozens of times more effort than the previous step.

Therefore, in order to become strong as soon as possible, Lu Jian remembered this "Taishang Induction Pill", and at this time, it may be the time when it is needed.

However, I heard that these pills above the seventh grade already have their own spiritual sense, so Lu Jian didn't dare to take it easily.

He first took out the proud ding, called the little black dragon out, and asked it to help protect the Fa, in case something happened, it could do a favor.

He also set up a multi-dao (jìn) system at the door of the cave house, although these dao (jìn) systems could not prevent the invasion of super strong, but it was still no problem to prevent different phases from coming out of the house.

Unless a strong man has to deliberately forcibly visit his cave, he will not find out what is going on here.

Still a little uneasy, he sacrificed the lantern in the air, letting it emit one light after another to cover himself.

After preparing all this, Lu Pressure thought about it to see if there was anything missing, and when it was sure that it was safe, Lu Pressure picked up the purple gold gourd.

He took a deep breath, a resolute look on his face.

He didn't know how he would react if he ate the elixir.

But to be stronger, you have to take some risks.

Lu Jian aimed the purple gold gourd at his mouth and quickly pulled the stopper.

A chilly fragrance immediately lingered in the cave, and the fragrance diffused unexpectedly.

A red pill that didn't look like the kind of red color that the world had suddenly rushed out.

Before the pill could be transformed, it had already been put in Lu Quan's mouth.

When it encounters water, it turns into a special (xìng) that immediately turns the elixir into a pool of liquid and flows down the throat.

Lu pressed the plug of the purple gold gourd, and before he had time to put it back in his arms, he felt that from top to bottom, a warm current turned into a flame that could burn **, clashing in his own (shēn) body.

Immediately, Lu Quanquan (shēn) skin turned red, the green tendons under the skin protruded, and the blood in the veins seemed to be boiling, flowing in all directions.

Lu Zhun (shēn) began to tremble, and his whole body emitted bursts of white smoke, like wood about to burn.

Lu Pressure's strange performance frightened the little black dragon.

Although it was reminded by Lu Pressure, it didn't expect the reaction of this medicine to be too great.

In its eyes, Lu Jian is now like a roasted pig on a shelf, about to start dripping oil.

The little black dragon turned around in a hurry, and read in his mouth: "Little fat man, you want to live (tǐng), if you hang up, what can I do, uncle, I am not yet an adult, you can bear to let me be alone outside, oh no, a dragon break (dàng)?"

Lu Jian trembled even more at this time, and could no longer sit still, but fell to the ground, convulsing constantly, and at the same time, some viscous liquid was discharged from (shēn) body, and there was a fishy smell.

At the same time, the white smoke rising from the shēn became thicker and thicker, and the red skin also revealed white lines, as if it was about to burst.

The little black dragon's anxious tears were about to flow out, and suddenly, he gave himself a mouthful.

"I'll go, Lao Tzu is a dragon, I can spray water, it's Lao Tzu's forte to extinguish fires!

Thinking of this, the little black dragon raised his head and pressed his mouth towards Lu.

A waterfall poured out of its mouth, constantly hitting the body of the landing pressure (shēn).

Just like when a red-hot iron is put into water, only a few stabbing sounds are heard, and the viscous liquid quickly condenses on the surface of the water-poured (shēn) body, forming a black, hard shell.

Lu Jian was like a cocoon wrapped in this shell, lying on the ground, and at the same time, he was no longer trembling, but became silent.

The little black dragon collected the water, looked at the motionless Lu Jian blankly, and cried without tears, wondering if I had killed him.

Lu Jian just lay quietly on the ground, without any movement.

Only the surrounding aura seemed to involuntarily pour into the shēn body of land pressure. The current land pressure is like a proud tripod that has been opened.

Fortunately, at the beginning, a variety of (jìn) systems were arranged, so that there was no excessive movement.

The little black dragon's eyes stared at Lu Jian without blinking, for fear of missing any changes.

Time passed little by little, and Lu Jian still maintained the same posture, not even a single movement.

The little black dragon was a little desperate, and it began to spin around in the cave, muttering as it walked.

"Little fat man, I didn't kill you, don't blame me, you went to the underworld, don't put the blame on my (shēn), I want to save you!"

I don't know how long it took, but Lu Press, who was lying on the ground, suddenly moved.

Just as the little black dragon was spinning around, the ground pressure (shēn) began to change.

Cracks began to appear in the black shell that covered the surface of his (shēn) body, and then the cracks quickly cracked in all directions, like a broken porcelain vase.

Suddenly, the cracks spread all over the whole (shēn), and then, with the sound of a click, one by one, began to fall off.

First a small piece, then a large piece, and soon, the black shell, from head to toe, cracked open.

The black shell peeled off, revealing the land pressure curled up inside, and by this time his clothes had long since turned to ashes, and the whole body glowed with an abnormal light, and his whole body looked like a piece of jade carving.

The original fat (shēn) body is now slender and (tǐng) pulled, and (shēn) tall seems to be a lot taller.

Reborn

The first word that came to mind in the little black dragon's mind was this.

The biggest change is that the big dark and round face has become plump and handsome.

An ordinary little black fat man has become a beautiful man with handsome eyebrows.

The little black dragon was dumbfounded, and he wanted to let Lu Jian get it for himself.

It's so beautiful now, the little black dragon muttered.

After a long time, Lu Jian slowly opened his eyes, and in his eyes, the essence flickered, and he was quite bright.

Lu Jian slowly stood up, clenched his hands into fists, and felt the boundless power hidden in his body.

He then used his divine sense to sweep towards his inner mansion, and found that countless avenues had expanded around that small courtyard.

On the avenue, dotted aura villains are walking around densely, busy.

And at the intersection of each avenue, there is a small courtyard of the same style of aura.

These small courtyards are distributed to form a big city.

An incomparably huge city, with endless walls, like moving a large city like Black Panther City to its own inner mansion.

It's a big aura city.

It is said that after an ordinary cultivator cultivates to the Spirit City realm, the city will be composed of dozens of small courtyards.

As for some geniuses, his Spirit City Realm is composed of hundreds of small courtyards.

And like Lu Press, in a majestic city, thousands of small courtyards are located in it, which has never been heard of.

The middle level of the Spirit City Realm turned out to be so powerful.

Lu Jian obviously felt a lot of differences, and his divine sense and spiritual power had increased dozens of times.

In less than a day, it was like a different person.

The little black dragon swallowed his saliva and said to Lu Zhuan: "I'm scared to death, I thought you were killed by me!"

Lu Pressure was stunned by its ambiguous words, looked at his untouched body (shēn), and he quickly took a piece of clothing and put it on.

Lu Pressure asked the little black dragon in detail about what happened during this period (qíng).

He looked at his jade-like arms, and thought to himself, could it be that just like a sword quenching, the little black dragon's unintentional squirting behavior made his skin and bones achieve a perfect transformation.

The little black dragon stared at Lu Quan's face and said with a smile: "Little fat man。。。。。。 Oh no, I should be called a beautiful man now, how do you feel now!"

Lu Quan looked at it suspiciously, and said, "What do you call me?"

The little black dragon didn't say a word, picked up the smug ding, rubbed it vigorously with his sleeve where there was no glyph, and aimed it at the land pressure.

Lu Jian looked at the beautiful man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes and a white complexion in the smooth copper face, and he didn't expect this to be his appearance for a while.

He subconsciously touched his belly, and the part that should have been round and slightly protruding turned out to be flat and firm.

The little black dragon bared his teeth and said with a smile: "What's the matter, you're so handsome!"

Lu Jian scratched his head as if in a dream, looking incredulous.

The little black dragon put down his smugness, and arched his hand to the landing: "Congratulations to Daoist friends for advancing to the Spirit City Realm!"

The little black dragon, who usually has a grappling face, is rare to be serious.

Lu Jian also arched his hand indiscriminately, and responded with two thanks.

How do you know that the little black dragon came next: "Fellow Daoist, can you make me so handsome!"

Lu pressure shines on its (pì) strands, which is a kick.

After a while, Yilong sat on the chuáng alone in a daze, and Lu Jian was still a little uncomfortable with his skin becoming like this.

And the little black dragon was actually thinking about what kind of medicine was sold in the purple gold gourd.

Unexpectedly, it can make a person feel like a new life.

Suddenly, Lu Jian stood up and said loudly: "Don't, I don't want to look like this!"

"Huh?" The little black dragon was so shocked that his jaw almost fell to the ground.

Could it be that although this little fat man's skills have increased greatly, he has burned out his brain?

Or does he have an aesthetic disorder at all, he is face blind, and he can't tell what is beautiful and what is ugly.