(That's it for today...... ）

(I haven't changed/tried to change three shifts tomorrow, but if it doesn't work, it can only be Monday.) ）

(-this damn holiday)

Suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were different, his left eye was blue and rippling, and his right eye was dark and dead!

Putting two kinds of spiritual objects representing the two extremes into his hand, he gently shook it - "Hum!" Two completely different majestic spiritual aura, like two vast spiritual veins being held in Ning Wuxin's hand, seemed to be endless, inexhaustible.

At this moment, although Ning Wuxin's eyes were still open, the whole person had already entered a supernatural situation, which was wonderful—and at this moment, the Dantian Ink Cicada and the Dry Rong Secret Dictionary mysteriously disappeared, but they appeared in Ning Wuxin's Consciousness Lake in an instant! As for the Xiaodong Heavenly Spirit Treasure, it was taken out by Ning Wuxin and put on his body.

The next moment, the turbulent 'Tianchi Volcano' finally erupted.

The moment the mysterious source bubbled and poured into the Danhai, it was visible to the naked eye that both the withered spiritual power and the glorious spiritual power had no resistance at this moment, and were pushed by the great force of destruction and decay, transforming in an extremely strange direction.

After the 'mysterious source' poured in, the Danhai began to be turbid, whether it was blue or dark spiritual power, it gradually turned into yellow mud, looking at its trend, it was actually to condense the most inferior 'mud embryo platform'!

That is to say, Ning Wuxin sank into a certain situation, unable to perceive, everything was driven by the Kurong Secret Classic, otherwise he would be shocked, but unfortunately, even if he was shocked, it was useless, and he was powerless to stop this change......

When Ning Wuxin woke up from the comprehension of the meaning of the Kurong Secret Scripture, it was already a day later, and there was no way to recover at this time.

But although Ning Wuxin was shocked, he quickly calmed down, "Since it is condensed by the Secret Book of Dry Glory, it must have its meaning?" With the mystery of this secret codex, it has already surpassed all the Heavenly Rank Dao Sutras, even if it can't cast a perfect Dao platform, it won't be able to cast a clay embryo Dao platform.

- There must be something hidden in it.

Once you've started building a foundation, it's hard to stop.

No longer paying attention to the yellow mud that Danhai is constantly turning into, he only continues to run the exercises, constantly absorbing the majestic aura in the spiritual objects of his hands - finally on the third day, when Danhai is completely occupied by the yellow mud, the mutation finally happens!

The "yellow mud" shrank and turned into a small mountain, and at this moment, a dark green flame suddenly ignited from the small mountain.

The dark green flames swept through Ning Wuxin's dantian, meridians, and internal organs in an instant, and even Zhihu Lake was also burning.

In an instant, Ning Wuxin heard a chirp, coming from his right eye, as if he had encountered a terrifying disaster.

The next moment, the deep and sharp pain that had not been felt for too long also spread, and then wrapped around the body.

Ning Wuxin frowned, and the dark tide in her eyes rose and fell - this flame not only burned the body, but the soul was burned, and constantly intercepted the vitality of the body, but she did not act rashly, the blood flame of Nirvana disappeared, and the second battle of life and death returned to the acupoint, and the body was beaten back to its original state.

She realized that this was a metamorphosis, a terrifying metamorphosis given by the Supreme Secret Codex!

Without the Nirvana Blood Flame and the barrier of the second array of life and death, Ning Wuxin's physical strength actually barely reached the strength of the best magic weapon - with the dark green flame burning, if it weren't for Ning Wuxin's tenacity, I am afraid that it would be as muddy as the beginning of the Great Wilderness True Refining Body, but the more sober he is, the more clear and painful the pain will become, like hundreds of millions of yaks stabbing the soul with fine needles.

"Silk ......" stayed to a certain limit, and even Ning Wuxin couldn't help but inhale in horror.

This is the extreme pain that Ning Wuxin can bear right now, not only is the flesh and blood all over his body tempered, his soul seems to be shrinking, condensing, this kind of burning has even penetrated into the origin, it is a painful torment, and it is also an extreme sublimation!

Under this kind of purgatory-like tempering, not only was her face purple and black, but her eyes seemed to be about to burst, almost just when Ning Wuxin's will reached the limit and was about to faint, "Bang!" A sound of a film breaking came into Zhihai - her willpower once again broke through the limit.

Those eyes were almost like dead fish eyes.

In a short moment, Ning Wuxin already felt that she had spent thousands of years, she blinked slowly, one of them was a golden light, at this time, she was no longer distracted by foreign affairs, and even if there was little longevity, it seemed that it was no longer a big deal.

Her mind has been completely taken away by the dantian brilliance-

The mountain of Danhai's majestic spiritual power has been incinerated and refined by dark green flames, and it has already undergone earth-shaking changes, and at this moment, a brilliant golden light soared from it, and the afterglow even faintly penetrated Ning Wuxin's flesh and blood, annihilating the darkness of the dark room.

"Hum!" A mud platform that exudes simplicity and is made of yellow mud burning is hanging above the dantian, ordinary and unremarkable, but for some reason, looking at this ordinary "mud platform", Ning Wuxin was distracted, and the pain all over her body was not aware, and she didn't know that when this "mud platform" was sculpted, her lifespan, which was short of days, suddenly skyrocketed, increasing by two hundred years.

The dark green flame is still being tempered, and the blood-colored young bird in the right eye has been forced to kill more than once to get rid of the burning of that flame, but if you observe it, you can find that after being burned by this flame, the coat color of the blood-colored young bird seems to be more condensed and distinct, and the eyes are a little more agile.

Ning Wuxin didn't know for the time being, at this time she had entered the realm of forgetting things and me, and once she forgot it, she didn't know how long she had forgotten.

Time flies, and three months later, the Ink Lotus Elixir guarded by the Yin Demon Python finally matured.

Even if Ning Wuxin set up a large barrier array, he couldn't stop the holy medicinal incense that spread for hundreds of miles after all, a faint hint, but it made the barbarian demon beasts that were dormant in the surrounding mountains ready to move, if it weren't for the fear of the yin ghost python, they would have been desperate.

As for the barbarian beasts below the Yuanying Realm, they have long since left, and for them, the barbarian demon beasts of the Yuanying Realm have a kind of deterrence from the superior of the race to the inferior, and the suppression of one side has made them dare not breathe, let alone several.

The monks of the Seven Sects on the Southern Smoke were not.

The Yuanying Cultivators of the Little Dao Sect and the Ten Thousand Tribulation Sect have been waiting in this mountain range for a long time.

With the power of the two sects, they had quietly approached the depths of the mountain range once, and saw the Yin Demon Python in the late Yuan Infant Period, even if it was only for a short moment, they did see the corner of the Yin Demon Python's guardian elixir, but it also confirmed the speculation of the two sect monks.

Although that spiritual creature is a holy medicine, it is not ripe, but it is also fast, and the yin demon python is waiting for the holy medicine to mature, so as to survive a heavenly tribulation!

That's why two cases were willing to wait three months.

And until this day, as this trace of mystical medicine fragrance wafted out for hundreds of miles, the two monks whose patience had almost exhausted finally breathed and killed into the depths of the mountain range.

Almost as soon as they arrived, a strange hysterical roar erupted from the depths of the mountains.

A kind of wild demon beast that was dormant in the surrounding mountains roared one after another, killing here!

Hissing instantly, "Hum!" "In the rainy nine-day sky, the thick ink cloud suddenly rolled into a whirlpool—

And just when the eyes of thousands of miles were condensed here, more than a thousand miles away, a dilapidated mountain range, a vision.

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