In the following month, Su Musha was immersed in the seemingly boring practice.

There is no nail in the mountains, and the cold does not know the year.

For ordinary people, cultivation and immortality, in their cognition, mean a long period of dry sitting, perhaps more than ten years, maybe hundreds of years, or even thousands of years......

But only monks like Su Musha who have really embarked on the path of cultivation know that when the true yuan is constantly circulating in their own meridians, when the natal path diagram exudes the brilliance of the avenue and illuminates the whole body, then in every instant, the completely different feeling brought by the true yuan swallowing, the mysterious feeling that the whole person is in harmony with the Tao, and even breathes with heaven and earth.

Dry meditation is only an appearance, and it cannot be practiced, and such subtleties cannot be expressed in words.

Even from a certain point of view, the poison of the path of sleep is not a real poison, it only magnifies the monk's feeling of cultivation a hundredfold, or even a thousand, ten thousand times, and in a short moment, it impacts the monk's soul and mind.

After experiencing the poison of Meidao Pill, there is probably no one who can resist the swallowing of this poison anymore.

......

In the time of one month, for a monk like Su Musha, who was in the foundation building realm, there was not much significant gain.

Even if Su Musha's two-volume natal Dao diagram was like gluttony, swallowing the aura of heaven and earth, even if there was an uncountable Ning Yuan Pill obtained from Yu Yao's storage bag, which was poured into his throat by Su Musha like eating jelly beans, Su Musha's cultivation was always shackled at the peak of the first layer of foundation building, and he was never able to climb to a higher level.

Knowing that he had been promoted to the foundation building realm, and finally encountered the bottleneck of the realm, Su Musha's originally tense cultivation progress eased down.

One day, Su Musha woke up Chu Han in the storage bag, and in Chu Han's surprised gaze, Su Musha used that strange dagger to cut the skin of this old monster who practiced the way of the flesh, and then in Chu Han's almost angry scolding, Su Musha planted a red lotus seed into Chu Han's flesh and blood.

This is the lotus seed of the indefinite demon lotus, which feeds on qi and blood, and may grow branches and bloom bright flowers in the future.

In just three days, Su Musha could feel the dry but strong roots growing in Chu Han's flesh and blood, and in the seventh day, there were already young shoots that broke through Chu Han's tough skin that could be called a golden stone, and then began to grow strongly.

Such a significant growth of the Indefinite Demon Lotus naturally stemmed from the terrifying origin of the flesh body qi and blood of this incarnate Dao Infant Monster, of course, at the same time, the growth of the Indefinite Demon Lotus on Chu Han's body brought severe pain that could not be matched by any punishment in the world.

Maybe Su Musha himself was negligent, and maybe Su Musha did it on purpose, and the secret method of the square inch needle magnified Chu Han's pain infinitely from beginning to end.

Even if Su Musha touched Chu Han's skin, it could bring her pain, not to mention the growth of the uncertain demon lotus.

In the first few days, Chu Han would still scold Su Musha here, but later, only a simple wailing voice remained.

When Yu Yao arrived after a month with the heavenly and earthly treasures that Su Musha needed, only Chu Han's indistinct hoarse voice could be heard on the top of the mountain, and even some fragmented, delirious whispers, which seemed incoherent.

Su Musha was still kneeling on the top of the mountain, and in Yu Yao's eyes, it was as if the scene of leaving at that time seemed to be yesterday, but only Yu Yao herself knew how difficult it was to endure this month without the poison of sleep.

"The hosts. ”

Hearing Yu Yao's slightly tired voice, Su Mu opened his eyes, but what he saw was Yu Yao's somewhat haggard face.

The rush of January has never tired this Tianjiao in the late stage of foundation building, but every day when she can't taste the poison of the sleeping path has brought her unspeakable torment.

Seeing that Su Musha didn't say a word, Yu Yao impatiently took out a jade bottle from her arms, and handed it to Su Musha with a sincere face, Su Musha stretched out his hand to take it, and the jade bottle was filled with a bottle full of white bamboo insects.

Su Musha chuckled lightly and motioned for Yu Yao to follow behind him.

The moment he opened the door, Rao is mind was on the poison of the sleeping path, and Yu Yao couldn't help but gasp.

What a cruel scene.

There was not a trace of blood in the quiet room, but in Yu Yao's eyes, she clearly saw a demonic lotus flower waiting to be released, so beautiful that it was born, but it was rooted in the shell of a living person.

What kind of person is that?

The beauty of the face, not weak to oneself, even if the eyes are blurred now, but the sense of vicissitudes of life inadvertently adds a bit of charm to this woman, with the meaning of the world's elegance, and more importantly, the realm of this woman, her own sense of consciousness is explored, as if she has plunged into the endless abyss, bottomless.

is such a woman, but at this moment, she is lying on the cloud bed, letting the demon lotus take root on her body, and even her voice is hoarse and weak, only the twitching of the corners of her mouth means the pain that this woman endures.

At this moment, Yu Yao suddenly felt a sigh of emotion, feeling that Su Musha had only planted the poison of the Dao of Sleep for himself at that time, not such a terrifying seed.

And Su Musha was indifferent to all this, Yu Yao followed his figure and looked over, a bowl of medicinal liquid had already been visited on the stone table, Su Musha just sprinkled the powder of the white bamboo insect in the bowl, handed it to himself, and walked out of the quiet room.

There were only two women left in the room, who had different encounters and realms, but were equally miserable.

A moment later, two distinct gasps came from the quiet room, one seemed to be joy, pain, resentment, and shame.

The two voices fell into Su Musha's ears like a piano and a chorus, like a heavenly sound.

The next day, Yu Yao took Su Musha's task and walked down the cold mountain again, this time, Su Musha instructed Yu Yao to converge and improve the Heavenly Material and Earth Treasure of the Divine Soul Origin for him, and no longer limit his time, but promised that after the delivery of the Heavenly Material and Earth Treasure, Su Musha would refine ten Meidao Poison Pills for him.

Ten days later, the indefinite demon lotus bloomed and produced lotus seeds.

The moment Su Musha picked the lotus seeds, the originally bewitching lotus flower instantly turned into ashes, and at the same time, Chu Han also recovered from the endless pain.

Opening his eyes, Chu Han saw Su Musha holding a dagger in his hand, pinching a brand-new demon lotus seed, a smile hooked at the corner of his mouth, and a whisper like a ghostly yin wind resounded in his ears.

"Elder Chu, Su Mou never said good things a second time, this time, Su Mou wanted to ask Xuanlong Peak all the foundation building realm spell inheritance, the elder taught Su a certain spell wrong, and Su Mou planted a seed for you. ”