Tan Shaobai's physical condition is very good, and all functions are normal, but the mana in his body has been exhausted, his mental power has been lost too much, and he has been frightened, so he will be unconscious. Just have a good night's rest and you'll be fine. Daoming's surname is kind, and he attaches great importance to each of his disciples. It's just that he has always had the best face, and his temper is not very good, so he gives people a very stern feeling. He just wanted to use his mana to help Tan Shaobai recover, when suddenly the spirit platform moved, as if he felt something.

Suddenly opened his eyes, Daoming muttered: "This sixth child, why did he enter the fetal realm at this time." At this time, the mind is unstable, and the danger will be great. Hurriedly injected his pure mana into Tan Shaobai's body, turned around and walked out of the stone house.

After Dao Xiuzi left, Lingzhizi and Lingatom also left one after another to go back to retreat and cultivate. And the rest of the four generations of disciples had to return to the outside of the Moyunping wooden house in a distraught. Lingtongzi was a little mentally disturbed because of the worry in his heart, and suddenly, he felt a shock all over his body, and the mana in his body frantically gathered towards the spirit platform, as if he had been out of his control. The heart is cold, is it because the Dao heart is lost, and it can't go crazy. Too late to return to his room, Lingtongzi hurriedly sat on the ground, trying to concentrate his mental power and try to control his mana. His change immediately attracted the attention of several other people. Ling Yunzi looked at the blue light that fluctuated violently outside Lingtongzi's body, and said in a lost voice: "It's not good, junior brother is about to enter the Dao Fetus realm now." Quick, let's protect him together against the invasion of foreign demons. ”

"Get out of the way and surround yourself on the perimeter. Dao Ming's deep voice sounded, the blue light flashed, his bloated figure had appeared behind Lingtongzi, and the surging mana surged out, Daoming used his pure cultivation to instantly restrain Lingtongzi's disordered mana. "The heart guards the spiritual platform, the mind is one, the mind is in the sea of qi, and the mana is in nature. ”

Hearing the master's voice, Lingtongzi calmed down a lot psychologically, and under the constraints of Daoming Zhenren's huge mana, the energy fluctuations around his body gradually stabilized. Fetal formation requires a process that often lasts about three days. In order to help his disciples get through this difficulty in cultivating the truth, Daoming Zhenren did not dare to stay away.

Three days is not a long time, but it is enough for some people to do a lot of things. When Lingtongzi entered the realm of fetal formation on the second day, with the help of the mana input by Daoming Zhenren when he left, Tan Shaobai gradually woke up from his slumber. Stretching out his somewhat weak body, his vague consciousness gradually became clearer, and everything that had happened before kept recalling in his mind.

"Ah, it was the little iron rod that saved me. How could it be so powerful?" Tan Shaobai didn't know that at that time, Tianshi Zhenren already had the idea of retracting the attack, and he already had a strong resentment towards this ancestor and his own ancestor Daoming Zhenren. Taking out the small iron rod, Tan Shaobai said hatefully: "Tianshi and Daoming, you two old bastards, you want to beat me, you wait, when my mana is strong, I will definitely not let you have a good time." Huh, what kind of place is this, am I locked up by them?" Tan Shao looked around, only to see that the surroundings were empty, except for the bed he was in, there was no decoration, not even the most rudimentary wooden table in his room. Discovering this strengthened his belief that this was a prison.

Jumping off the bed, Tan Shaobai's body shook, only to feel that his whole body was weak and weak, and the heat flow in his body was only slightly warm, and he twisted his body a few times, and couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable with this feeling of weakness. Looking around, he suddenly noticed that the only small window in the wall was not closed, and it looked like it was big enough for his body to get out. Scratching his head, Tan Shaobai said to himself: "Could it be that those old guys made a mistake? Why don't you even seal the windows?" The stone door looked very thick, and the window was my only way out. I gathered some stamina and then ran out. Why don't you come to my rescue, masters? Are you just going to watch me imprisoned by that old bastard? Even if you are locked up here, when I cultivate to become an immortal, I will make you become my subordinates if you treat me badly. ”

After swearing, Tan Shaobai kicked angrily towards the stone gate beside him. "Oops, it hurts me. Hey, why is the door unlocked? The thick-looking stone door opened open at his feet. With some doubts, Tan Shaobai cautiously approached the door, looked out first, and saw that there was no trace, so he came out of the stone house. Although I have only been here once, I naturally recognized at a glance that this is the place where the ancestor Daoming is really cultivating. Scratching his head, Tan Shaobai said suspiciously: "Why did you come here?" Well, it must be that old guy Daoming who arrested me here in order to take revenge on me and prepare to slowly rectify me. No, I've got to run, or the old guy is going to kill me. Just about to start, Tan Shaobai suddenly remembered that there was no way down the mountain at the top of this Moyun Peak, and there were cliffs and cliffs in all directions, not to mention, there was a strong prohibition on the periphery of the entire Qingyun Mountain Range, and with his current situation, it was impossible to break out. Gritting his teeth, Tan Shaobai said to himself: "There is no endless road, I don't believe that there is not even a mountain road that leads down." Thinking of this, he quickly ran out of the Moyun Cave Mansion and began to find his own way to escape.

Two hours later, Tan Shaobai, whose clothes had been soaked with sweat, returned to the Moyun Cave Mansion, and the mountain breeze was blowing, and he couldn't help but shiver smartly. Having carefully searched almost every corner of Moyun Peak, he was completely discouraged. There is no place to descend the peak, and the walls of this Moyun Peak are extremely steep in all directions, like a knife and an axe.

Why does this old guy have to live in such a desperate place, can I only commit suicide by jumping off the peak? No, I still have to cultivate to become an immortal, how can I die so easily? Hmph, Daoming, don't you want to kill me? Even if you die, I won't let you be happy. In a fit of anger, Tan Shaobai began to be angry with the flowers and plants planted in the Moyun Cave Mansion. Without exception, these flowers and plants are all high-quality with great energy, but they have not yet arrived.

Tan Shaobai's method was very simple, he put the little bit of mana in his body on his feet, and quickly trampled it among the flowers and plants, but in just half an hour's work, these treasures in front of the stone house that absorbed the aura of heaven and earth and grew into a mess had already become a mess.

Looking at his results, Tan Shaobai laughed, "Daoming, I'm angry with you, I'm angry with you." Don't you want to kill me? I'll kill you flowers first. After tossing for a long time, he was already a little tired, turned his head back to the stone house, touched his belly, and sat on the bed. Now Tan Shaobai is very confused in his heart. He was still a teenager, and it was impossible not to have fear of death, thinking of Daoming's appearance when he was angry, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and secretly thought, that fat man would definitely not let go of himself, let alone cultivate to become an immortal. Tan Shaobai lay on the bed with his heart fluctuating. Suddenly, he noticed a strange protrusion in the corner of the bed, which seemed to be made of metal, and it looked very abrupt in the empty stone room. Subconsciously turned over, Tan Shaobai reached the metal protrusion with his hand, and a strange feeling remained in his body, in the metal protrusion, it seemed to contain the same energy as the mana in his body. The thought moved naturally, and a faint heat rose from the dantian, which went up the meridians, through the chest and into the arm, and from his middle finger into the metal. As if it had caused a resonance, the metal trembled slightly, and Tan Shaobai was surprised to find that the stone bed he was on actually began to move, moving in the direction of the stone gate. Frightened, he hurriedly jumped out of bed, revealing a one-meter-square gap where the stone bed had been removed, and a stone staircase extended to the ground. Tan Shaobai looked fixedly, and there seemed to be a little light under the stairs.

After hesitating for a moment, Tan Shaobai still decided to go on an expedition, thinking to himself, maybe he could find something to eat here. The staircase was sturdy, as if carved out of the original rock, and after walking down twenty-one steps, Tan Shaobai entered an empty stone room. It is about a dozen square meters in size, and the wall of the stone chamber is inlaid with a fist-sized gem, and the white light flows on it, which is the light source in this stone chamber. Around the stone room, it is all composed of many treasure pavilions, wooden boxes, jade boxes, porcelain vases and other different utensils lie there calmly, and there is a painting hanging in the center, the painting is an old man dressed like a Daozun, the old man is shining with a colorful halo behind him, holding a sword with blue light flashing in his right hand, and holding a jade bowl in his left hand, the fairy wind bone, as if the gods have descended. The old man's surroundings were covered with clouds and mist, and colorful auspicious clouds seemed to be supporting his body. Everything is so lifelike, as if real, and everything is so antique, giving people a sense of calm. There is not a trace of mildew in the whole stone room, but there is a faint fragrance.

With a move in his heart, Tan Shaobai suddenly remembered what Ling Yuzi said to him when the little ghost spirit was injured last time, all the mature fairy grasses were collected by Daoming Zhenren. Looks like this is where it should be. Gritting his teeth, Tan Shaobai said in his heart, anyway, Daoming Zhenren will not let himself go, just don't do it endlessly, it's always a dead word, it's better to eat fairy grass to die. Thinking of this, he casually picked up a jade box and opened it gently, and a fragrance that was richer than the five-grade Zizhi suddenly permeated the entire stone room, and Tan Shaobai's hunger suddenly rose sharply. The jade box contains a ginseng that looks like white jade, the size of the ginseng is not large, but there are many spikes, the most peculiar thing is that its body is like a human form, in the center of the ginseng, a wisp of bright red lines extends from head to foot, like blood. Tan Shaobai turned his head to look at the entrance when he came, grabbed the jade ginseng in the box, and stuffed it into his mouth in two bites. The jade ginseng melts in the mouth, and a sweet taste moistens Tan Shaobai's palate.

"It's delicious, it must be a nice good thing. That old guy really has a lot of treasures. Hmph, I'll eat, I'll eat, I'm going to make him feel distressed to death. While muttering, Tan Shaobai began his sweeping operation, and the rare herbs and pills that poor Daoming Zhenren had collected for hundreds of years were all swallowed into his stomach in one go.

Finally, with Tan Shaobai's unremitting efforts, nearly thirty kinds of elixirs all entered his stomach, and porcelain bottles and jade boxes were thrown everywhere by him.

Patting his full lower abdomen, Tan Shaobai gave a fragrant burp and sat in the corner of the stone room. Bursts of hot air continued to rise in his lower abdomen, and his whole body was warm and indescribably comfortable. With a smile, Tan Shaobai muttered to himself: "It seems that I really earned it, but I didn't even have a poison." What a comfortable feeling. Perhaps, after eating so many good things, I will wake up and become an immortal. Daoming, you old thing, don't be in a hurry to come back! When the master becomes an immortal, you are good-looking. "How can an immortal cultivator like Daoming Zhenren store poison. This stone room is full of treasures that he has worked hard to collect, some of which are even rewarded by the elders, Daoming has never been willing to eat them, and he is ready to combine these herbs with medicine, maybe it is the will of God, but it is completely cheaper than Tan Shaobai. A little tired, he gradually fell asleep, and the various elixirs in his body began to have their effects.

The Daoming real person let out a long breath and slowly withdrew his mana. Wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, he smiled and looked at the six disciples who were meditating in front of him. After three days of hard work, Lingtongzi finally formed a Taoist fetus and successfully entered the realm of fetus. As a teacher leader, what could be happier than watching his disciple grow up? Turning his head and saying to Ling Yunzi, "Take good care of your sixth junior brother, don't disturb him, he has already achieved a fetus, and he will naturally wake up in another seven days." Ganoderma lucidum, you little ones have to work hard. Within 10 years, it is necessary to reach the state of at least being fetulate. ”

The four generations of disciples felt the care of Daoming Zhenren, and at the same time replied respectfully, "Yes, master." ”

Daoming Zhenren had been so angry by Tan Shaobai that he vomited blood in Jietian Square before, and when he came back, he immediately helped his six disciples get through the difficulties, and his body was inevitably a little tired, he nodded slightly, and said, "I'm tired, you leave one or two people to take care of Lingtongzi, and the rest go back to rest." With that, he was ready to ride his flying sword back to the peak.