Wang Mu only felt a flower in front of him, and he regained consciousness again and regained control of his body. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But the next moment, when his spiritual sense probed into his body, it was directly a mouthful of blood spurting out of his heart!

"What's going on!

Before being taken away, Wang Mu remembered very clearly that the spiritual yuan in his dantian had gradually taken shape, and it was no surprise that he was a foundation building realm monk in the next moment!

But after some introspection, the aura in Wang Mu's body was almost exhausted, and there was not a drop of the spiritual yuan that he had cultivated so hard before!

"No, this is ......" Wang Mu found a foreign object in the dantian.

This is a small ball of walnut-shaped black spiritual liquid, Wang Muke doesn't remember that there is such a thing in his dantian, it seems to have come out of thin air!

"This ichor...... No, it should be a black Lingyuan!" Wang Mu pondered for a long time, and finally came to this conclusion.

"Why is this spirit element black?" this is what the king wonders.

Call!

Wang Mu urged the black spirit element in his body and swung it towards the wall on his side!

He only felt a bone explosion sound from his body at the same time, and the punch hit the wall of the silent room directly, and it actually smashed a large hole.

You must know that this quiet room has a defensive prohibition arranged by the high-level monks of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, and it is impossible for ordinary foundation building realm monks to destroy it easily with a single blow.

What's more, Wang Mu also arranged an extra dry earth array in the quiet room, although it could only defend against the blow of the Great Perfection of the Quenching Body Realm, it was enough to show the power of Wang Mu's punch.

"Brahma Holy Demon Skill!" Wang Mu finally realized something.

He immediately sat down on the bed, and then practiced a set of nine movements of the Brahma Saint Demon Skill, this time the body was very familiar, in the past, it would take at least one-tenth of the mana in his body to run a big week, but now he practiced it very easily!

In addition, Wang Mu also found a problem, that is, when he urged the black spirit element in his body, his body surface would glow with a faint black, and if he didn't look carefully, he would think that Wang Mu was wearing a black scale armor.

"It should be the second layer of the Brahman Saint Demon Skill, there is no doubt about it!" Wang Mu said without sorrow or joy.

The second layer of the Brahma Saint Demon Skill is equivalent to the cultivation of the Foundation Building Realm, but for Wang Mu, it is a time bomb, if it is discovered by the seniors of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, he may be killed on the spot!

After taking the next bottle of elixir, Wang Mu calmed down and cultivated to recover his mana.

After a long time, Wang Mu suddenly opened his eyes, but he sighed: "The foundation building has failed, and the cultivation has also regressed to the eighth layer of the Quenching Body Realm!"

In other words, if Wang Mu wants to cultivate to the Great Perfection again, he will have to wait at least half a year, and he will try to build the foundation again, and it will not work without more Chong Ling Pill, unless there is a Zhuji Pill or other spirit pills to assist!

Zhuji Dan, this is a special elixir specially prepared by ancient monks for people with extremely poor spiritual roots, and it is rumored that after taking this pill, even the four spiritual root monks can easily build a foundation.

Although Wang Mu's twin spirit roots are broken, they are always stronger than the four spirit roots.

However, the Zhuji Pill is different from the Chong Ling Pill, and the few main medicines it needs have been extinct in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, unless some may be found in the secret realm of the great sects, it is impossible to have them in other places.

Of course, Wang Mu can continue to take Chong Ling Dan for the second time, but the more Chong Ling Pill takes, the worse the effect will be, this first time it cost two Chong Ling Dan and twelve bottles of Chong Ling Dan spiritual liquid, Wang Mu can't imagine how much it will cost the second time, is it thirty or fifty?

The only accident was that he accidentally cultivated the Brahma Holy Demon Skill to the second level, Wang Mu didn't know what kind of realm his body refining technique had reached, but it was a secret method that the ancient monks regarded as holy skills, and it might be able to be used as a powerful backhand in times of danger.

......

"Old pot?" Wang Mu picked up the immortal cauldron on the table, and found that no matter how much he called it, there was no reaction in the slightest.

Although Wang Mu made some preparations for this seizure, the real process was extremely dangerous, especially when he and the soul of the old man fused with each other, he had always kept his heart, he didn't dare to forget that he was Wang Mu, if he forgot to accept the memory of that Taoist boy, I am afraid that there would be no Wang Mu in this world!

"Sure enough, it's gone!" Wang Mu touched his chest, and searched for a long time in the room, but the gray old pocket that sealed the immortal pot was missing.

In the last scene, the mysterious pocket suddenly appeared and took away the soul of the old pot, and the old man screamed "Qiankun bag" in despair......

Even though Wang Mu fused part of the memories of the pot elder, he still couldn't guess the origin of the pot elder, and the only thing that could be confirmed was that the pot elder and the Taoist boy who guarded Danding were the same person.

"Qiankun bag!" Wang Mu read silently.

Wang Mu's eyes flickered, and he returned to the spiritual sea again.

The gray old pocket, that is, the Qiankun bag, was quietly suspended in mid-air, Wang Mu didn't know how it ran into his spiritual sea, but in order to deal with the old pot's seizure, Wang Mu took the shocking soup in advance, and even hid the pocket of the old man who sealed the pot, which was all his last resort.

It's a pity that Wang Mu can't refine this Qiankun bag, just like he can't refine the immortal cauldron.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is only one popular explanation that monks cannot refine spiritual weapons or magic weapons.

"Cultivation is far from enough!"

Wang Mu quietly withdrew from the Linghai, but he was in trouble for a while.

Now the black spirit yuan in his body is a big trouble, if he doesn't urge the magic skill, no one should be able to see through it, but what if Wang Mu encounters a certain True Dan Realm monk or an old monster in the Yuan Infant Realm?

This black spirit yuan is not an immortal family exercise at first glance, Taiyi Immortal Gate actually has a demon cultivation, if it is spread out, Wang Mu will definitely be frustrated!

In this way, the joy of advancing the Brahman Saint Demon Skill is not left at all.

......

Wang Mu took out a hundred-year-old vermilion fruit at random, put it in the immortal cauldron, and refined it again with the Xuantian Dan Jue.

He wanted to test it, now that the pot was sealed, could this immortal cauldron still be used to refine spiritual liquid?

After a few breaths, a pot of condensed true spiritual liquid was easily refined, and Wang Mu was overjoyed and tasted some of this spiritual liquid.

"Top-grade condensate liquid!"

Regaining control of this immortal cauldron, Wang Mu's resentment towards the failure of foundation building suddenly became much smaller.

Although his cultivation has regressed to the eighth layer of the Quenching Body Realm, as long as he is given enough time and the Immortal Cauldron is constantly providing spiritual liquid, how difficult is it for him to cultivate to the Great Perfection of the Quenching Body Realm again.

After thinking about it for a long time, Wang Mu took out the elixirs in the storage bag one by one, and then refined them all into spiritual liquid.

Fortunately, although his cultivation has regressed, Wang Mu can still refine ten pots of spiritual liquid in one day, which is an unexpected joy.

Taking the next bottle of spiritual liquid, Wang Mu calmed down and slowly absorbed the power of refining medicine, which was a few hours!

Coupled with this impact on the foundation, Wang Mu spent nearly ten days, so it was already the seventh month that he had come to this Xuandan Villa.