There was no one on the bluestone stairs, Mo Ming walked up with heavy steps, his chest rose and fell, and the moment he stepped on the stairs, he ran the Hundred Refining Forging Technique.

This method is not the same as the way of exhaling the golden body, at first Mo Ming didn't feel anything, but after a small Zhou Tian run, he suddenly felt a burst of heat on his body, and the blood was gradually boiling with the broken steps.

"There's something special about this method!"

Mo Ming pondered, silently feeling the changes in his body, and then continued to walk towards the top of the cliff.

The gravity on his body will become stronger with each stone staircase, Mo Ming still runs from the breathing mantra of the Gathering Peak Realm, and as he continues to go up, his breathing frequency becomes faster and faster, until after walking this bluestone staircase by a third, his body suddenly stunted and sat down.

There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, because of the difference between the Golden Body Determination and the Hundred Refining Pulse Method, there was a slight conflict between the two exercises, and he needed some time to get used to and rest.

After sitting for about a quarter of an hour, Mo Ming got up and walked up again, and Tu Na had already changed into the Returning Yuan Realm.

It wasn't until he walked through nearly a hundred stone steps that Mo Ming sat down again, and when he got up again, he changed into the innate realm's spitting formula, and at this point, he was completely familiar with all the running formulas of the hundred refining and forging veins from the top realm to the innate realm.

And the next road, Mo Ming kept going all the way, although the gravity on his body became stronger as he got closer to the top of the cliff, he kept gritting his teeth and insisting.

After all, there is an essential difference between the Broken Soul Cliff and the Black Stone Peak, although the weight on the bluestone staircase is very large from the beginning, the distance is very short, there are no ten thousand steps, only three thousand.

When Mo Ming stepped on the last stone step and really walked up the cliff, the strength he endured was only tens of thousands of catties, and he had just reached his limit.

However, it seems that the Hundred Refining Duan Pulse Recipe has a counterpart to this Broken Soul Cliff, when he walked to the top of the cliff, he just finished running a big week, although his body was soaked with sweat, he didn't feel any fatigue, and the stronger the saturation of that strength, just walking this section of the road, it made Mo Ming have a feeling that his physical cultivation had improved by a point.

Standing on the top of the cliff, quietly looking at the bottom of the cliff, then Mo Ming jumped forward, rushed down the bluestone steps quickly, and walked up from the first stone steps again.

He knew that any kind of tempering was not achieved overnight, there had to be a gradual process, the gravity of this bluestone ladder could not stimulate his physical body all at once, and he needed to cooperate with the Hundred Refining Duan Pulse Technique to slowly open up the potential of his physical body.

At the beginning, Mo Ming walked slowly, not in a hurry or impatiently, and walked very calmly with every step, but when he walked the bluestone steps three times, he began to speed up his speed, because that gravity could no longer meet his requirements, and he needed to put some pressure on himself.

And the greater the pressure, the more excited Mo Ming became, especially at a certain moment when he was about to exhaust his strength and some strength suddenly surged into his body, he was even more excited, knowing that the sudden appearance of the strength represented that the potential of the physical body had been slowly stimulated, and he was constantly tempering this body.

Cultivation is boring, but the continuous strengthening of the physical body is also exciting! In the evening, Mo Ming returned to the Hundred Herb Garden, and the day's tempering and the initial cultivation of the Hundred Refining Duan Pulse Technique made him feel happy.

The strength of the physical body has increased a little, although it is not much, but the realization of the two exercises gives him an intuition that as long as he continues to temper his forehead like this, it will not be long before he will break through the innate realm and enter the golden body realm.

After hurriedly taking a cool shower under a waterfall in the canyon, Mo Ming returned to the thatched hut and began to rest.

Mo Ming knows that work and rest need to be combined, and a good sleep after tempering has absolute benefits for the body.

After a while, but the night was getting dark, and Mo Ming's slight snoring sounded in the thatched house.

And not long after Mo Ming fell asleep, there was an extra person outside the thatched house, an old man in coarse linen clothes stood tightly in front of the door, staring at the door with his eyes, as if he had penetrated through the past to see Mo Ming lying on the bed.

The old man's face was cloudy, and there was more doubt in his eyes. An invisible ripple suddenly emanated from the center of his eyebrows, heading straight for Mo Ming's body.

The next moment, the old man's complexion changed slightly, the old man's face became pale, and as soon as his divine thoughts approached Mo Ming, he was scattered by a ray of light, and what he didn't see was that when his face changed suddenly, a black lotus imprint flashed in Mo Ming's eyebrows.

This was not the first time he had done this, he had done it secretly since the day Mo Ming came, but at that time he felt the breath that made his heart palpitate and did not dare to go too deep.

Today is really unbearable The strangeness in his heart, I want to investigate it well, but I encounter such a scene, which makes him frightened.

The divine thought was scattered, although it did not cause any real harm to him, but it prevented him from looking at everything on Mo Ming's body, which made him a little suspicious.

After looking at Mo Ming in a daze for a long time, the old man suddenly raised his hand and flicked his fingers, and a bead with a shimmering light passed through the door and landed on the only table in the thatched house.

Then, the old man did not hesitate any longer, turned around and disappeared directly.

"How's this son?"

In the darkness, a deep voice suddenly came, and then the figure of the old man was suddenly revealed, and the old eyes looked fixedly at the void in front of him.

"The old man can't detect anything special about this son, but since this son can break the hundred refining drumsticks, and there is an aura of fear on his body, it is already a special place! As for the rest, nothing has been discovered yet!" The old man's brows kept furrowing very tightly, and he said in a deep voice into the void.

"Everyone in the world knows that my Hundred Refining Sect is a Sect of Body Refining, but I don't know the specific origin of this sect, I don't want any accidents to happen in this sect!" The deep voice came again, and there were indescribable vicissitudes in the tone.

"This is a little doll, can it still pose any threat to the sect?" the old man frowned and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, but you and I have both felt the situation caused by the change in the Heavenly Mountains that day, how do you think the aura on this son's body is different from that day?" the voice asked.

The old man's face suddenly turned pale, as if he had thought of something, and his face showed a hint of incredulity.

"I have specially checked the origin of this son in the past two days, and this son is the only one who survived on Tongtian Mountain!"

The old man's face was shocked, obviously not knowing about this, but then his eyes suddenly flashed and said, "So what? That Tongtian Mountain has long been blinded by the Heavenly Machine, who knows what happened!"

"Luo Jian Sect and Yuxiao Spirit Sect have both gone to the extreme west, and the eight major sects of the northern country have also gone together, it's better to be careful!"

The old man's face changed, and he thought for a while and said, "I understand this without you saying it, but this old man still wants to observe a little more, and wait until he eats the Apocalypse Pill and opens the spiritual vein!"

There was a hint of silence in the void, and the voice sighed after a long time: "It's okay, but you are so self-conscious, I don't want to see anything unfavorable to this sect!"

The old man's face was calm, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking, after the voice disappeared, he looked back at the thatched house not far behind him, and then his figure suddenly flashed and disappeared directly

......

The next morning, Mo Ming woke up early, he naturally didn't know what happened last night, as soon as he opened his eyes, he took a deep breath of air with a strong medicinal fragrance, and then began to think about how to cultivate himself today.

"I don't know what kind of cultivation place the Fourth Peak's Beacon Pool is!

Mo Ming sat on the bed, groaned slightly, and got up to prepare to wash.

Suddenly, his pupils narrowed slightly, and he turned his head to look directly at the only table in the room.

I saw that in addition to a few simple coffee tables on the table, there was an extra brown pill that shimmered with a misty light at some point.

"It's ......"

Mo Ming hurriedly got out of bed, came to the table and looked at the pill, his face showed a trace of doubt, this pill appeared so abruptly that he felt unreal.

Carefully picked up the pill, Mo Ming took it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, only to see bursts of light medicinal fragrance escaping out, Mo Ming was shocked, there was a kind of blood gushing, and there were signs that something in his eyes was about to open.

The next moment, Mo Ming was shocked and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Apocalypse Pill!"