Of course, this was mainly the result of Tang Changsheng's later reflection. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIf you can sense the Big Dipper and bless the gods with the power of the seven stars, you will naturally be able to exert great power.

Helplessly, there is no Beidou in Donghua World, and after the catastrophe, the whole world is equivalent to a closed town.

Therefore, no matter from which point of view, without the blessing of divine power now, it is somewhat redundant to practice the path of spiritual change.

However, the soul still needs to be cultivated, so as to be the unity of the seven spirits and the impact of the Yin God. But the way of change is no longer pursued.

"This *** secret is like a bottomless deep hole, and the corpse dog is nurtured here, and I didn't know how much water grinding effort was needed. Fortunately, there is this opportunity today, the Blue Sea True Void Palace completely opens up the aura for our use, this kind of opportunity cannot be lost, and it will not come again, I must not let it go......"

At the moment, he didn't care about external objects, so he was so focused on internal refining, refining a steady stream of spiritual power into mana and constantly filling in the *** secret.

He didn't know that at this time, the people of Fengming Mountain had already drenched him with blood!

At this moment, there are fewer and fewer scattered cultivators who are still persisting in the spiritual rain. The rest are less than fifty, and all of them are the most outstanding among the casual cultivators.

It seems that Gu Junjie is still barely holding on to Tang Changsheng's side, and there are only three people left in Fengming Mountain who are still in the spiritual rain.

Especially that Shi Yueyu, at this time, the meridians all over his body were almost swelling and painful, and the Zhihai Lingtai was almost about to burst. But she gritted her teeth and endured it all the time!

"Senior sister, you can retreat if you can't stand it, although this spiritual rain is a rare opportunity, but if you can't stand it, don't die!"

"No, that guy Tang Changsheng is still there. How could our disciples of Fengming Mountain lose to him!" Shi Yueyu gritted his teeth.

Zhang Chongshan, the senior brother of Fengming Mountain, sighed lightly, he always knew that his junior sister was arrogant and never willing to admit defeat. But this time, I don't know why I hate Tang Changsheng and the others so much.

However, what the junior sister said is also right. They are dignified in Fengming Mountain, although they are not among the nine major sects of the Immortal Sect, how can they not even win a single Tang Changsheng?

This is a solid foundation for cultivation, and it is more than whose cultivation is profound, and the exercises are clever, and there can be no falsehood.

Zhang Chongshan hugged Yuan Shouyi, gritted his teeth, but continued to refine his spiritual power.

And at this time, even the disciples of the Nine Great Sects on the Immortal Mountain can hold on to less than half of them!

"Real person, the spiritual rain has been going on for half an hour, shouldn't it stop!"

A spiritual rain of this magnitude is consuming astronomical resources all the time. It's amazing to be able to open for half an hour!

However, at this time, a real person in black said lightly: "Go on!"

"But ......" another real person said: "Put it down, I will bear the cost of the nine major sects this time, and I don't need your family to ......."

As soon as he said this, the real people of several other sects also nodded their heads in agreement.

The opportunity was rare, and the original opening of the spiritual rain was the last benefit for these disciples before the trial.

However, now they suddenly found that this spiritual rain was not a good whetstone?

"Everyone, the real people laughed, I can afford this bit of aura in the Bihai True Void Palace. Continue ......"

"Yes!" The disciple saw that the head of the sect had already spoken, but he didn't dare to say any more, and retreated.

All the real people were silent and looked down the mountain. Suddenly, a real person said: "These casual cultivators have been able to persist until now, and their qualifications are so good, compared with our elite disciples of the Immortal Sect, they are even better!"

Many real people nodded together, all the disciples of the Nine Great Immortal Sects, whether you were the thirty-six sects or the one hundred and seventy-two sects, in their eyes, they were no different from scattered cultivators.

These people's resources, exercises, and various conditions are not much worse than the elite disciples of the Immortal Sect. It's really commendable to be able to persist until now!

However, that's all there is to it. After all, casual cultivation is casual cultivation, and there are less than ten scattered cultivation disciples left at the moment.

And the elite disciples of the Immortal Sect who stayed to continue their practice were at least twenty percent. That's the gap!

"Poof......" Shi Yueyu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the sky and passed out.

Zhang Chongshan was already a little unable to support it, and at this moment, he let out a sad cry, and quickly helped Shi Yueyu up and retreated into the room. As for the other disciple of Fengming Mountain, he had already retired.

Of course, Gu Junjie, who was beside Tang Changsheng, couldn't bear it for a long time and retreated into the room.

Tang Changsheng didn't know anything about what was happening in the outside world, and he didn't feel very good at this time, although the secret ** was still like a bottomless pit, no matter how much mana he could swallow, he didn't see the slightest sign of overflow.

But Tang Changsheng's body couldn't stand it anymore, and there was a faint feeling of swelling and pain in the meridians. However, it is a steady stream of refining spiritual power, but the pressure on the body is also extremely great.

Fortunately, Tang Changsheng's exercises are special, the major secret knots are opened, and the strength of his body is several times stronger than that of ordinary cultivators of the same level. At this time, it can still support ......

Although it was a little hard, the cultivation in this spiritual rain was of great benefit to him, and even the secret secrets such as the Heavenly Gate and the North Pole were faintly revealed.

He didn't know that the spiritual rain had already fallen for an hour at this time, and there were only three scattered disciples left under the mountain.

And those immortal elites on the mountain, there are also less than a hundred left!

"Real person, it's been an hour, and the aura consumption is too great, isn't it?" the deacon asked cautiously again.

It's not that he's ignorant, he has to come here to beg for boring, it's really that the spiritual power consumed every moment is really terrifying.

Showing off wealth in the world and burning banknotes is nothing compared to the spiritual rain in front of you!

"Hmph...... Take it and ...... one of the red-robed Daoists with a fiery temperament was unhappy in his heart, but there was only one of his disciples left, and the others had already been eliminated.

At this moment, he was urged, sneered, handed a gourd over, and said, "Don't be long-winded, as long as there is a disciple still there, you have to give me this rain!"

"Yes, exactly. I'll make up for it too!" said another real person, but handed over a vial.

"This ......" The deacon real person didn't know what to do!

"If you give it to the real people, you can take it!" At this time, the head of the Bihai True Void Palace was no longer stubborn, saying that he could bear such a thing. In fact, he's all in pain right now!(To be continued.) )