The flesh and blood were soaked in a wooden barrel, and the barrel was full of Xue Wenrui's own blood, which was naturally not his essence blood, but it took Xue Wenrui more than ten days to take such a small half bucket, and this was because his body was like the body of a demon beast, and his recovery ability was extremely strong.

He then removed the prohibition of the two stone chambers, so that others would not see that there was something wrong with them.

After doing this, he took out an earth escape talisman and pasted it on his body, and the whole person slowly sank into the ground.

This earth escape talisman is also a low-level high-grade talisman, and when it dives to about one hundred and fifty zhang, the talisman makes a slight "click" sound, and it may collapse at any time.

Xue Wenrui hurriedly paused, he estimated that this distance should be about the same, so he found a place where the rock formation was relatively solid, and opened up a small stone chamber with a radius of one zhang.

Then, Xue Wenrui began to put many prohibitions around this stone room, these prohibitions were carefully arranged by Xue Wenrui, and all the prohibitions used were the three force prohibitions, representing his highest level of prohibition.

Although the stone chamber was very small, it also took Xue Wenrui most of the day.

Looking at the dense and overlapping prohibitions around him, Xue Wenrui was very satisfied, these prohibitions, even the monks in the late stage of foundation building could be trapped for a few hours.

In the following time, Xue Wenrui took out the little puppet, entered the puppet space, and began to polish his body.

Although Xue Wenrui's body cultivation is already in the early stage of the Iron Arhat, because he has always been opportunistic, and when he is in harmony with the practice puppet, he always uses the wide silver pestle, and his physical strength is still in the realm of the Stone Arhat. Therefore, all the beatings that are owed must be made up.

Xue Wenrui was still facing a puppet in the middle of the Iron Arhat, and his strength and physical strength were all veritable third-level mid-stage demon beasts. Xue Wenrui resisted hard, as if the other party was made of iron, and he was made of stone, and after a few moves, his bones began to shatter and his skin and flesh to open.

If Xue Wenrui used the wide silver pestle, he would be able to solve the other party with just a few moves, but if so, the next time he came in, he would only face a bronze arhat equivalent to a fourth-level demon beast.

Of course, Xue Wenrui can also perform his own improved "Silver Moon Void Step", but he is afraid that the other party will not even be able to touch his body. However, Xue Wenrui knew that he could no longer escape, and if he wanted to continue on the road of refining his body, he had to survive this hurdle.

Therefore, Xue Wenrui had no choice but to grit his teeth and persevere, and could only carry out this masochistic, purgatory-like purgatory-like purgatory path to the end.

The sound of "click" kept coming, and it was accompanied by Xue Wenrui's miserable wail from time to time on the way.

If the fist of his left hand is broken, Xue Wenrui will resist with his right fist, if the fist of his right hand is broken, he will resist with his arm, and if his arm is broken, he will resist with his shoulder.

The whole arm is gone, and there is the chest, and the back, and the buttocks, and the feet......

For three full hours, when the exit opened again, Xue Wenrui almost crawled out of the puppet space.

Now there was no one to help him make the decoction, so he could only break some healing pills and sprinkle them on his body, and then sit cross-legged with difficulty, running the "Haotian Arhat Formula", and slowly recovering his body.

In this way, Xue Wenrui was beaten up in the puppet space for three hours, and then came out to spend a day recovering from his injuries, and then went in to continue to be abused by the puppet.

Time passed quickly in a loop, and in the blink of an eye, two months had passed, and it was the day when the monk Zhuji preached to his disciples.

The monks who preached were the three elders who were guarding the big array at the door, and they took turns to tell the disciples of each sect about their own cultivation process, and at the same time answer their questions.

On this day, it was Elder Sun of the Bloody Hand Gate who came to Tianlingmen to preach. In the eyes of the stars holding the moon, Elder Sun walked with his head held high. In charge of the nursing task here, life is really a bit monotonous, so this sermon allows them to communicate with the disciples of various sects, listen to their praise, and enjoy the adoring gaze of the people, which is also their only pastime.

The disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Sect had already sat down, and many disciples were there to lower their voices, chatting without saying a word.

"Hey, why didn't you see Senior Brother Ma Xin?" said one of the disciples suddenly.

Ever since Ma Xin had been in the stone chamber of the "Wizard Brother" for a few days, he had already been a celebrity among these disciples, and everyone would take the initiative to greet him when they met him, even those deacons and elders of the Spirit Crystal Realm were polite to him.

"Yes, why didn't he come, could it be that he forgot about it, should we go and call him?" another disciple asked.

"Senior Brother is reasonable, Senior Brother Ma has such a close relationship with 'Senior Brother Wizard', we should go and call it!"

So, the group stood up and walked towards Marsin's cave.

As soon as he was halfway through, he suddenly felt that the spiritual power of the nearby heaven and earth was agitated, the earth trembled slightly, and the branches and leaves on the trees seemed to be inexplicably frightened, trembling there.

Several Heavenly Spirit Sect disciples suddenly stopped, and then they saw that with Senior Brother Ma Xin's cave mansion as the core, an invisible spiritual power vortex suddenly formed, and the absorbing power of this spiritual power vortex was too powerful. As soon as the whirlpool was formed, the nearby spiritual power was sucked into it like a cow drinking a whale, and the inhaled spiritual power seemed to contribute to the formation of the whirlpool, and the whirlpool continued to spread outward.

These Heavenly Spirit Sect disciples immediately retreated, and they found that the spiritual power in their bodies was also about to move, and they had the feeling of being out of their bodies and being absorbed by the whirlpool.

The monks who were sitting cross-legged in the distance and were about to listen to Elder Zhuji's sermon naturally noticed the change in this place, and they all stood up and rushed towards this side.

And Elder Sun of the Bloody Hand Sect had a solemn face, and he galloped over, and a transmission note was sent out in his hand, issuing a warning to the other two foundation building monks.

"What's going on?"

"Isn't that the cave of Brother Ma Xin's? what's wrong with him? Something can't happen, right?"

"Is he going to break through? But this power is too terrifying, isn't it? I'm afraid that breaking through the foundation building realm is nothing more than that!"

The disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Sect were discussing one by one.

"Wait back!" Elder Sun said solemnly, he pinched the trick with both hands, and the words in his mouth were resounding, and an incomparably thick spiritual power was released, and a huge and incomparably large light shield covered the whirlpool, as if he wanted to organize the expansion of this whirlpool.

In the distance, the figures of the other two Zhuji elders had already appeared, galloping towards them.

At this moment, the whirlpool inexplicably stagnated for a while, and then a tyrannical aura rose suddenly, and all the disciples immediately felt a strong crisis, and they retreated one after another, and many disciples also sacrificed magic weapons.

With a loud bang, Ma Xin's cave mansion turned into countless pieces, and exploded in all directions, like countless raindrops, "popping and popping" constantly impacting the light curtain arranged by Elder Sun.

This improvised light curtain is like a plantain in the rain, swaying and difficult to support.

"Hey!" Elder Sun suddenly sank into his luck, his face turned slightly pale, and the spiritual power of his whole body was unleashed without hesitation, and the thin light curtain immediately condensed a lot, finally blocking the waves of stone rain.

By the time the smoke from the explosion cleared, Marcin's cave was in ruins.