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In Xu Xian's inner vision, the treasure medicine that he swallowed in his stomach turned into a mass of gas, and it was also a source of gas that continuously generated gas. (Please search, or type directly to see the latest chapter) and these air currents are immersed in his meridians. When looking inward, those meridians are like big roads, or maybe rivers.

It's just that it's not the river water rushing in this river, it's a bubbling air flow, and from this point of view, it's almost the same to say that these rivers are ventilation pipes. However, the reason why he is said to be a river channel is because in the next cultivation, those air currents will be compressed into a liquid state, which is the true element.

In this way, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a river.

At the source of these rivers is a sea of red fog, and it is impossible to see things clearly in the sea of fog, only a touch of purple light shines through it, which is the light of the purple jade gourd.

In Xu Xian's inner vision, his mind guided the red mist in the sea of red mist, and as these rivers rushed forward, the colorless air currents that came out of his abdomen were absorbed by the red mist he guided, making these red air currents he guided bigger and bigger, stronger and stronger, from the fog clouds, continuing to rush forward, until the road ahead appeared a level.

In normal times, he might have tried it, but today, like a thug who drove an invincible armored car, he increased his horsepower and rushed towards that level, and in the sound of 'boom', the level in front of him was broken.

He didn't stop, just like a person who did something bad, holding his head and continuing to rush forward, because the strength he lost when rushing the level was strongly replenished in the process of continuing to gallop, and he accumulated strength for rushing down the next level...... It didn't take long for him to see another level......

He was so tireless and rampage, forgetting time, forgetting foreign objects, forgetting everything.

In the eyes of outsiders, he was in a deep concentration, and only every time he hit the level, his body would tremble slightly, and then return to calm. The sun rises and sets in the fairy mansion outside, and the sun rises again...... After three ups and downs, the red mist finally broke through a round and returned to the sea of fog.

In just three days, he had pulsed his whole body out of an unimpeded cycle. If this is placed in the martial arts, it will be the birth of a peerless master. can be placed in the immortal cultivation world, but it has just stepped into the threshold.

With the generation of the Great Cycle, Xu Xian followed the cultivation method of Jiuyang Tiangong to form a red 'Qi Vortex' in the Red Qi Sea, and when this 'Qi Vortex' was generated, the red mist in the Qi Sea surged towards him one after another, and was gradually compressed into a point.

The air currents in its body were sucked in as if it had been sucked by a long whale, and it assimilated into a red mist, which poured into the cyclone. At the same time, the aura in the Immortal Mansion suddenly centered on Xu Xian, converging towards him, pouring into his body, after refining through his meridians and turning into red mist, they all poured into the sea of qi, and then entered the Red Vortex...... At this time, the cyclone looks like a crazy rotating flame, and those incoming air currents are auxiliary gas.

In the Snake Maiden Hall, the Xuanyin Heavy Water was also absorbed, which was almost equivalent to plundering, causing the Snake Maiden who was recovering to wake up from her cultivation state. But after her divine consciousness sensed the outside world, she fell silent again, allowing those yin qi to be plundered.

The yin qi entered the body, and the surging flames were suppressed by the sand, otherwise, it is estimated that as soon as the flame burns, it will directly burn those rivers.

The aura and yin qi are endless, and the cyclone in its qi sea is getting smaller and smaller...... This process lasts longer, a full four sunrises and sunsets.

When the night fell again, the cyclone gradually dissipated, and in the middle of this cyclone, a drop of red liquid appeared-Jiuyang Yan Liquid!

This drop of Jiuyang Yan Liquid is the source liquid of the foundation building stage, and what needs to be done in the entire foundation building stage is to use this drop of Jiuyang Yan Liquid as the basis to continuously refine and generate countless drops of Jiuyang Yan Liquid to fill the entire sea of qi. When the entire sea of qi was filled with the Jiuyang Flame Liquid, it was time to start refining the Golden Pill.

It is so troublesome to condense a drop of Jiuyang Yan Liquid, let alone condense so many Jiuyang Yan Liquid. It is conceivable that in the earth where the external conditions are even worse, what kind of opportunity is needed to cultivate from the foundation to the golden pill, and in a short period of time, if there is no external help, how can it be possible!

Fortunately, Xu Xian was not worried about this, because he had so many elixirs, he could also refine the pill, and when it came to condensing the golden pill, he was not like those monks who did not have a systematic cultivation method, he did not feel hesitant at all. It's just that I feel the sad situation of those monks who are cultivating on Earth.

When his consciousness returned to reality from his inner vision, his face was full of smiles, and then he stood up, stretched his waist, and the bones all over his body were crackling, not only did he not feel bad or anything because of sitting for a long time, but a pleasant feeling burst out of his body.

With a casual hand, a flame that was even more blazing than the previous 'Nine Sun Flame' appeared in his palm, expanding and contracting.

When he reached out, his entire fist was covered with flames, making him look like a god of fire with magical abilities. After playing handsome, Xu Xian wanted to strike while the iron was hot, and by the way, he went to the Treasure Pavilion to find out what he had gained. But when I took out my phone, it was already seven days.

In this way, he did not dare to continue to stay in the immortal mansion, lest his father and mother think that he was missing.

But as soon as he came out of the Immortal Mansion, he felt a depressing aura descending from the sky. Xu Xian was directly startled by this kind of aura, and thought that he had encountered some danger, but he didn't think about it, he flashed directly to the side, instantly shrunk to the corner of the alley, looked left and right, and there was nothing, but that aura still existed. He looked up, and even released his own divine sense, but there was still no notice.

But that breath is becoming more and more obvious and oppressive.

His brow furrowed directly, but as a result, the dark night sky suddenly broke through a bolt of lightning, and a thunderbolt hit him directly.

Xu Xian was stunned, feeling as if he had been hit with an electric shock baton, first a tingling pain, and then a spasm all over his body, and half of his body was paralyzed.

"I'm cǎo! Who the hit me with an electric shock bat!" Although there was no one around, Xu Xian still subconsciously scolded. Because he didn't believe it would be a catastrophe at all. You know, he's just laid the foundation! Monk Zhuji, is there such a thing as a catastrophe?

"Idiot, let's have a good time!" At this moment, the White Emperor appeared outside the alley about twenty meters away from him with a cigar in his mouth.

"Your sister, I just built the foundation, how can there be a catastrophe?"

"Who said that the foundation building monk would not have a heavenly calamity?

"How is this possible? Experience beads can be wrong?"

"Nonsense! There is too much difference between the environment of the earth and the environment of the immortal cultivation world...... Okay, you can cross the catastrophe first, and I'll explain it to you later. ”

The dead dog Shi Shiran leaned on the wall at the entrance of the alley, smoking a big cigar leisurely, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times, "You're not afraid of the catastrophe?"

"Joke! If Bendi is even afraid of this little foundation-building tribulation, Bendi is in vain!"

As he spoke, another 'boom' sound came, and another bolt of lightning pierced the night sky.