Han Shi patted the storage bag, took out five spirit stones, swept his spiritual sense, and attached them to these five spirit stones.

Within a radius of ten zhang is the limit that Han Shi can remember at present, if it is farther away, he will lose his way.

Han Shi walked out of five different directions, all of which were about ten zhang, and after placing the spirit stone in a specific direction, he returned to the place where the handwriting was, and under the center of the eyebrows, the five spiritual senses were centered on Han Shi, intertwined to form an umbrella-shaped spiritual consciousness curtain.

This is a simple formation with only one effect, and that is early warning.

After doing all this, Han Shi sat down cross-legged and put the dozens of storage bags in front of him, these storage bags were already ownerless, even if there was still spiritual consciousness covered on them, they were all scattered, and in front of Han Shi's spiritual consciousness petrification, all the remaining spiritual consciousness was erased.

Han Shi groaned slightly, randomly chose a storage bag, opened it, and a light blue cold light accompanied by a rich aura rushed to his face, although Han Shi's face remained unchanged, but his heart beat involuntarily.

A spirit crystal lay quietly in the storage bag, emitting an alluring pale blue light, among which there were a large number of spirit stones, the number of medium grade was the largest, and there were several high-grade and top-grade spirit stones, and there was not a single low-grade spirit stone.

Obviously, the owner of this storage bag must be a person with advanced cultivation, otherwise it would be difficult to have so many spirit stones, but there was nothing else in the storage bag, which made Han Shi a little disappointed.

His gaze fell on another storage bag.

After tidying up, Han Shi raised his head and rubbed his slightly dry eyes, but the ecstasy on his face could not be concealed, this harvest was huge, and after sorting and counting, Han Shi couldn't help but take a slight breath of cold air.

Six spirit crystals, more than 5,000 lower-grade spirit stones, more than 3,000 medium-grade spirit stones, more than 500 high-grade spirit stones, and dozens of top-grade spirit stones.

With these spirit stones, the most important thing for Han Shi at the moment is to go all out to impact the foundation building realm.

Looking at the mountains of spirit stones in front of him, Han Shi took a deep breath and stabilized his turbulent mood, until his heart was like a cold moon, he took out seven high-grade spirit stones, put them around, and began to breathe in and breathe, absorbing the spiritual energy with all his might.

Han Shi used to absorb the spiritual energy before, which was obtained from Zhou Yi's medium-grade spirit stone, and when he absorbed it, he could clearly feel the difference between it and the lower-grade spirit stone, and now, he could feel that the spiritual energy contained in this high-grade spirit stone was much higher than that of the middle-grade spirit stone.

Almost in just a few weeks, he faintly felt that his cultivation had risen.

Han Shi's eyes were slightly closed, his body was like a loose stone, and the aura around him gradually escaped from the spirit stone, as thick as white mist, enveloping him.

Even if it is like Xuanyang Gate, there are several large sects in the Jin Kingdom, and the spirit stones used to absorb spiritual energy are very strict in rank. Most of the foundation building monks use medium-grade products, and there are also a small number of low-grade grades, and only when they reach the Yuandan cultivation can they use high-grade spirit stones to cultivate.

As for the top-grade spirit stones, there are only a few in the hands of the elders of Yuanying Cultivation, but the number is not much.

With Han Shi Ning Yuan Xiu, what he could contact should only be a low-grade spirit stone, but Zhou Yi had a unique vision, and what he gave him was already a medium-grade spirit stone, and Han Shi had already known the master's painstaking efforts in the trading market of Xuanyangmen.

And now, Han Shi is directly using the high-grade spirit stone to absorb the spiritual energy, if those Ning Yuan monks who are still using the low-grade spirit stone know about this, I don't know how to feel.

Time passed, and it was impossible to tell how long it had been, Han Shi opened his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, he thought that this Ning Yuan fifteen-fold peak, once it broke through, it would immediately usher in the foundation building.

But the fact is that after his cultivation reaches the sixteenth level, it is followed by the seventeenth level, the eighteenth level, and it goes upwards.

And Han Shi, at the moment when he had just entered the nineteenth layer, in the dantian, the total amount of vitality reached the limit of saturation.

A slight trembling sound sounded in Han Shi's body, this sound was imperceptible to the outside world, but in Han Shi's ears, it was like a mountain bell thundering, and it was clearly audible.

With the sound of trembling, the dense and extreme vitality in the dantian, in this tremor, slowly condensed a crystal droplet.

To be precise, this is not the first drop, but the second drop, Han Shi inadvertently condensed the first drop when he was crazy at the top of Luoyun Peak.

This droplet is condensed by the Yuan Qi, also known as the Yuan Liquid, based on this, if it reaches the number of three or three, it can be built in the dantian, the foundation of the monk can be built, and the foundation is built.

Three or three is nine, and nine drops of Yuan liquid are the threshold for entering the foundation, and under this, they are still among the condensing elements.

In the eyes of many monks, the monks of the Ning Yuan period were just in contact with the Tao and roughly knew how to absorb the aura, so they were not real monks.

According to the rules of the Xuanyang Gate, the miscellaneous disciples must reach the triple level of Ning Yuan within ten years of entering the sect, otherwise they will be knocked out of the mortal dust and have no chance with the cultivation for life.

And the foundation is the biggest barrier between the immortals, once you enter the foundation of cultivation, no accident, you can continue on the road of cultivation, from then on, it is called the way of cultivation, or the cultivation of immortals, in short, and mortals, it is a world of difference.

And the number of three or three is only the threshold for building the foundation, but it is not the upper limit, and every drop of the yuan liquid is added, the foundation is stronger.

Once you reach the number of four or four, there will be a qualitative leap, and then upward, the number of five or five, the number of six or six, and all the way to the number of seven or seven.

Once condensed into forty-nine drops of Yuan liquid, such a foundation will reach a level of almost perfection, and the foundation built will be extremely strong, which will have a great impact on entering the Yuan Dan realm, the Yuan infant realm, and even the smart realm in the future.

And this number of seven or seven has also become the number that many monks dream of when building the foundation, but there are very few records left in this case, and even if there is, many of them have been covered up by the elders of the sect and are not known to outsiders.

Therefore, the number of five or five and the number of six or six have left the most records.

And looking upwards, the number of eight or eight only exists in legends, no one has ever seen anyone reach this level, the condensation of the yuan liquid, the initial fashion is easy, once it exceeds sixteen drops, the difficulty begins to increase, the more upward, the more difficult it becomes.

As for the number of ninety-nine, there have also been monks who have mentioned such assumptions, logically speaking, the dantian can fully hold eighty-one drops of Yuan liquid, but in reality, no one can even reach the number of eighty-eight, let alone the number of ninety-nine.

This paragraph of the record about the foundation building, Han Shi had seen it in a miscellaneous book in the Tibetan Scripture Building, and he remembered that the book said that the number of condensate liquid in the foundation building was sixty-one drops.

This person, from a small country tens of thousands of years ago, eventually became one of the strongest three people on the North Xuan Star, this person after cultivating to reach the realm of Chengding, disappeared, some people speculate that this person is very likely to have left the North Xuan Star and passed through the starry sky.

And there are also six people who have reached more than 50 drops, and Han Shi remembers very well that these six people, and those 61 drops, have one thing in common, that is, these seven people have finally reached the Mahayana realm of the three realms of the vehicle.

If it is one person, it can be described as a coincidence, but if all seven people are like this, it shows that the strength of the foundation building is greatly related to the level of cultivation achieved in the future.

In this way, Han Shi has a plan in his heart, his foundation building must at least reach the number of seventy-seven, and as for the highest sixty-one drops, he will do everything to get close.

And then, cross!

Just as Han Shi was thinking, the third drop of Yuan Liquid began to condense, and several high-grade spirit stones around him also shattered at this moment, turning into piles of gray-white gravel.

Han Shi's eyes were resolute, and with a light tap on the storage bag, he took out a spirit crystal the size of a pigeon's egg, and carefully cut off a point the size of a grain of rice with a flying sword.

Absorbing the aura in the spirit stone is a common method used by many monks, but the speed of the aura escaping is very fast, and every time, it is inevitable that part of the aura will escape in vain, which is also one of the disadvantages of using the spirit stone to cultivate.

The spirit crystal is different from the spirit stone, it is not that the spiritual energy is contained in the stone, but all of it is solidified by the spiritual energy, so it is the first choice for cultivating only by swallowing the spiritual crystal, and the improvement of cultivation is very fast.

But taking the spirit crystal, must not be excessive, and must be fully prepared, there have been monks after swallowing the spirit crystal, the expectation is insufficient, and finally by the massive amount of spiritual energy to die, this matter is like a joke, only immersive to understand the horror.

Therefore, even if it was a Yuandan monk, he didn't dare to swallow the spirit crystal casually, and only in the middle and late stages of Yuanying could he be quite sure.

And like Han Shi, who is still cultivating in Ning Yuan, he dares to swallow the spirit crystal, and there is no one.

He didn't know about this, but he didn't believe it, since Han Shi became a stone cultivator, the kind of solitary meaning of contempt for heaven and earth in his bones has become deeper and deeper.

The origin of this lonely high is not from Shi Xiu, but from Xuanyuan Wen, who has learned for ten years, so that he understands a lot, and after everything is transparent, he has a lot of stubborn thoughts.

To put it simply, it is the word "not believing in evil".

This devouring of the spirit crystal is just one of the many things that do not believe in evil.

The path of cultivation is already full of thorns, there are often inexplicable crises with him, life and death are accompanied by him, why don't he want to absorb the aura at the smoothest speed, once he finds that something is wrong, he can stop immediately, such a foundation building, there will never be any danger.

But at the same time, the opportunity has quietly gone, such a cultivation is the way of others, for Han Shi, such a way, it is okay not to cultivate.

The word crisis has been linked since ancient times, and how much opportunity there is, how much risk must be taken, and vice versa, the same is true.

Seeking wealth and danger is the way of balance in the invisible heavenly way.

If it is said that in the lair of the giant snake, Han Shi is gambling with the sky, but at this moment, he wants to hold this fate firmly in his own hands.

Looking at this spirit crystal the size of a grain of rice, Han Shi's eyes flashed coldly, he opened his mouth to swallow it, and in less than three breaths, there was a majestic aura surging, without waiting for Han Shi to absorb it, it turned into vitality and poured into the meridians, and the original almost saturated vitality in Han Shi's body was condensed in an instant under this impact.

Then, the fourth drop......

The speed of the condensation of the Yuan Liquid was not slow, but faster and faster, and at the same time, the various meridians in Han Shi's body also reached the limit of capacity under the squeeze of this massive amount of Yuan Qi, and then it was shattered.

This feeling of swelling and cracking, for ordinary people, is only four words, life is better than death.

Even Han Shi, who has a strong endurance, is sweating like rain at the moment, and his face is red like fire.

The damage to the meridians was accompanied by a muffled sound, and almost instantly, the broken place was wrapped in the extremely rich vitality, and it was repaired at an extremely fast speed.

This cycle of repairing --- --- repairing --- repairing damage is repeated in Han Shi's body.

Every repetition is a wandering between life and death, and with each repetition, Han Shi's heart becomes more and more firm.

Suddenly, there was a hint of a smile in Han Shi's eyes, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, as for the comfort and pain on his body, Han Shi no longer cared about it, and watched coldly, as if it was all someone else's business.

The aura that is still appearing in a steady stream, like a wild horse that has escaped, is rampage in the meridians, crisscrossing endlessly, and this momentum has more violent signs, if it goes on like this, the repair speed of the meridians of Han Shi's whole body will not be able to catch up with the speed of the increase in the aura, and when the body can not bear it, the meridians of the whole body will burst open at the same time.

In this way, Han Shi will become another monk who swallows the spirit crystal and is strangled to death.

Han Shi's face was as usual, his spiritual sense was introverted, and the number of ordinary vitality in the meridians was increasing, but the pale cyan stone vitality was unmoved.

Han Shi's heart moved, and he ran the bluestone recipe with all his might, and under the tumbling of the vitality, it gradually transformed towards the light cyan, and at this moment, in the dantian, the ninth drop of the yuan liquid condensed.

Suddenly, Han Shi's whole body exuded an aura completely different from that of Ning Yuan Monk, the number of three and three is to, the foundation of the monk is completed, and Han Shi at this moment can already be called a foundation building monk.

It's just that the foundation built is still too weak for him, and he wants much more than that.

Both hands pinched continuously, and the ordinary vitality in the dantian was swept away, and what was replaced by all light cyan stone vitality.

Han Shi should take the foundation of the monk as the base, and then build the foundation of the stone cultivation, he is both a monk and a stone cultivator, and the two foundations are built together, and under the unity, it is the foundation of his Han Shi cultivation.

This is an unprecedented idea, and even in the memory of the stone cultivation inheritance, there is no such record, everything is unknown.

What you need is the courage to explore the unknown.

Han Shi dared to do this, not to try his luck, let alone to have courage, but to have his deduction.

He trusts his own judgment, and that's enough.

In the cultivation of the Tao, there are many rules and regulations left by countless ancestors, but in Han Shi's view, there are many, not exact, if you believe it, it is a constraint on yourself.

He learned from it, but he did not believe it.

No one has walked the way he is going, so he believes in himself.

The speed of the transformation of the spirit crystal had reached the extreme, and the concentration of the stone vitality in the Han Shi Dantian had gradually increased, and a faint cyan color had permeated the entire dantian.

After a long time, almost when the spirit crystal was exhausted, the first drop of pale cyan yuan liquid finally showed signs of condensation.

This drop of Yuan Liquid, called Shi Yuan Liquid by Han Shi, is pale cyan, while the nine drops of Yuan Liquid condensed before are almost transparent.

Han Shi had already expected the difficulty of Shi Yuan's liquid condensation, but he didn't expect that just the first drop would be so difficult, and the spirit crystal in his body had completely dissipated.

Han Shi's gaze was firm, and he cut off a small piece of spirit crystal again, swallowing it in his mouth, this time the size was nearly three times the size of the first time.

Time passed slowly, and three days later, Han Shi slowly opened his eyes, looking at the fourteen drops of stone yuan liquid in the dantian, his face was calm, but there was a fierce color in his eyes, and he swallowed a small grain of spirit crystal again, starting a new round of refining and condensation.

It is not surprising that ordinary monks build the foundation, and the time it takes is only three to five days, and it rarely reaches ten days.

And Han Shi, this sitting is twenty-seven days.

When he opened his eyes again, the look of longing in his eyes seemed to have just begun.

In Han Shi's dantian at this moment, the amount of Shi Yuan liquid has reached fifty-two drops, plus the nine drops of Yuan liquid, a total of sixty-one drops, which is the same as the most people in the record.

Han Shi can feel that every drop of stone yuan liquid condensed now is becoming more and more difficult, and this process of condensation must not be interrupted, otherwise, he will stop here for the rest of his life, feeling the trend of gradually slowing down, and his face has a cautious face.

It can be said that even if Han Shi lets go, the height he has reached is far beyond the reach of ordinary monks, and if he persists, will he become greedy in the mouth of the world?

Should you give up now and keep this result, or should you go one step further and go further.

After going through the number of four or four, five or five, six or six, and until seven or seven, Han Shi could clearly perceive the difference, which was a sense of mystery in one mind, which made him look forward to the number of eight or eight.

But looking at the half of the spirit crystal in the palm of his hand, Han Shi had a little hesitation in his eyes, when people are poor and white, and there is no way to retreat, they naturally dare to make a choice of life and death, but once they have a lot of money, when they face life and death, many times, they will involuntarily hesitate and cowardice.

Between these gains and losses, there is a mysterious power that sways people's hearts, giving birth to infinite joys and troubles in nowhere.

The so-called immobility is like a mountain, and the reason why the mountain does not move is that it is not happy with things, and it is not sad with itself.

People should naturally be influenced by gains and losses, and should not be influenced by gains and losses.

Han Shi looked at the void in front of him, and in a trance, he saw the master's gloomy eyes, but there was a deep expectation in them, which was a kind of piety to the heavens, praying that he must live.

Behind the master, a cold black-clothed young man said softly, "You and I will always be friends. ”

Behind the two of them, a woman in white named Qingmei looked at him with a chuckle, but there was a faint sadness between her eyebrows, as if she was silently asking him why he didn't say goodbye.

Behind Qingmei, Woniu Mountain lies on the edge of Hanjia Village, as if quietly waiting for him to return, his father and mother hold hands, standing under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, watching him gradually leave, in the wind, holding back tears, chattering, another five years.

Now, the past five years are far away.

Xuanyuan Wen stood on the top of Woniu Mountain, covering up the astringency of parting in the elegant, free and easy, and said seriously: "If the wind can't destroy it, then it is the king of the wood." ”

In the Twin Tree Garden, the voice of the unknown old man sounded in his ears again.

"In this life, what do you want?"

"In this life, what do you want??"

"In this life, why do you ask for ????"

Han Shi's soul was shocked, he still had no answer to this question, but he realized from it, since he asked for it, he didn't care about the loss, and the gain and loss were definitely not what he asked for in the end.

As soon as the thought was established, the firmness and ruthlessness in Han Shi's eyes all disappeared at this moment, but rather casually, he swallowed half of the spirit crystal in his hand.

He believes that he will not stop there, but will keep walking, without being nervous or excited, as natural as walking, sitting, and blinking.

The gains and losses, in his life, are just a piece of scenery in the journey, I am fortunate to have gained, I have lost my life, there is no need to feel nostalgic, everything is just natural.

The spirit crystal entered the abdomen, if it was said that the degree of spiritual energy gushing before was as endless as spring water, at this moment, it was like a rushing river, jumping out of the high gorge, and the wave was more turbulent than the other, with a destructive force, rushing straight in.

Just the arrival of this first big wave, Han Shi's whole body trembled involuntarily, and the meridians that were already much wider were broken again at this moment, and they were no longer one or two, but the meridians all over the body were broken.

Those spiritual qi that escaped from the broken meridians, when they broke out of Han Shi's body, actually took a faint red color, turned into a red mist, and enveloped Han Shi.

Han Shi's body surface, under the impact of this flood-like vitality, burst into many small wounds, as if under his skin, a fierce beast was sealed, and it was about to tear him apart.

Under the rush of vitality, the oozing blood did not fall, but floated upwards and merged into the red mist.

If Han Shi hadn't been a stone cultivator, his physical body was very strong, at this moment, he would only have the possibility of bursting and dying, and no one would have chosen this move that was close to self-destruction.

And Han Shi's stubbornness is the initial and strongest motivation in his life.

In this way, while Han Shi wholeheartedly condensed the stone yuan liquid, he also opened another door for himself, one of which was not mentioned in the Dingtian Stone Recipe.

The fifty-third drop was condensed when Han Shi resisted the seventy-ninth wave of spiritual energy impact, and then, after one hundred and six waves of spiritual energy impact, it condensed into fifty-fourth drop.

The condensation of each drop takes nearly ten hours, and the more it is over, the longer it takes to condense the elemental liquid.

In this underground palace, I can't tell the difference between day and night, I can only feel that time has passed for a long time.

"Condensation!"

This is the only belief in Han Shi's mind, an almost crazy belief!

The number of eight or eight has long been left behind by him, and it is no longer mysterious, and now what he wants to impact is ninety-nine eighty-one drops!

Seventy-eight drops!

Seventy-nine drops

Eighty drops!

Han Shi lowered his head slightly, his eyes showed a look of extreme exhaustion, now he no longer had the urge to condense the yuan liquid, the rest was just a repetitive instinct.

The condensation of the eightieth drop took almost three whole days for Han Shi, and that half of the spirit crystal also completely dissipated at this moment.

Han Shi smiled slightly, this is not another test from heaven, looking at the eighty-one drops that seemed to be close at hand, Han Shi's heart was even calmer, his palm turned over, and what appeared in his palm was a complete spirit crystal, which was swallowed by him and the bloodshot in his hand.

This is no longer a test from heaven, but a test from himself.

His gaze had already fallen behind eighty-one drops, and he looked at the number of ten that no one had ever thought of.

He thought, give it a try!

Five days later, in a silent manner, the eighty-first drop of Yuan liquid condensed, and what was around Han Shi was no longer a red mist, but a blood mist.

Pure blood!

The withdrawal of blood made Han Shi's face pale, and the feeling of weakness that Shou Yuan did not continue resurfaced in his heart, and his whole body was almost *, and his clothes were shattered under the impact of the extremely rapid spurting aura.

Han Shi's figure, at the moment when the eighty-first drop was condensed, suddenly lost weight, and he could feel that the blood in his body was decreasing uncontrollably, as if there was an invisible force preventing him from peeking into the world above the ninety-nine.

This withdrawal of blood was a warning that he must stop there.

Otherwise, die!

This kind of warning, which fell directly in his mind, came from the rules of the underworld, which were part of the Heavenly Dao.

This is the dialogue between Heavenly Dao and him.

When Han Shi saw the Dingtian Stone Jue for the first time, he felt two thoughts in a trance, one of which was the sadness that could not be dissolved.

And that heroic, although he yearns for it, he has never understood why this heroism arises.

It is only today that he understands what that heroism is.

For Shi Xiu, the way of heaven is second, and the way of stone is first.

Shi Xiu, only when he fully agrees with this idea in his heart, can he be qualified to pursue the extremely mysterious stone path.

At this moment, Han Shi understood, and at this moment, he chose this idea.

This idea is not to despise the way of heaven, but on the contrary, to face up to the way of heaven, and in the end, to win the battle!

At this moment, standing behind him was the path of stone.

At this moment, in his heart, it is the way of stone.

At this moment, he is the stone.

Many years ago, he was already a stone, his surname was derived from his father, but his name was self-determined.

His name is Han Seok.

This is a warning from the Heavenly Dao, but so what?

Han Shi's eyes closed slightly, ignoring it, and he was immersed in the condensed yuan liquid again, and the pain all over his body was like a tide, and he laughed at it.

With the passage of time, the blood mist became thicker and thicker, almost indescribable by fog, but drops of blood beads, floating around him, gradually, the blood beads were connected, becoming blood lines, and finally, when the blood lines were fused together, they turned into a blood curtain, enveloping Han Shi.

Han Shi's body, day after day, gradually dried up.

Silently, half a year has passed, and Han Shi at this time is like a skeleton, and in his dantian, the ninety-ninth drop of stone yuan liquid is only a trace away, and it will be condensed.

In the past six months, except for swallowing a spirit crystal again halfway, Han Shi did not have the slightest distraction, and tried his best to condense the stone yuan liquid, and after eighty-one drops, every drop of condensation, he had to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and now there is not one in a hundred of the blood stored in his body.

And the time to condense into a drop is also constantly increasing, and this ninety-ninth drop, it took twenty-one days to condense and form, but there is still a trace of difference.

The vitality in the body is exhausted at this moment.

Han Shi slowly opened his eyes, his skin had cracked, showing a dead appearance, and his whole body seemed to have only one skin draped over the bones, and his eyes had lost their luster, leaving only two ghostly lights, opening and closing, like a ghost.

He knew that he was on the verge of his limit, and that one more step would lead him off a cliff, his last chance to compromise.

The corners of Han Shi's mouth flashed with a chuckle, this Heavenly Dao is always stirring people's heartstrings intentionally or unintentionally, if it is someone else here, he will definitely choose to let go, and it is enough to keep these ninety-nine drops.

But he just wanted to go under the cliff and take a look.

This was his first confrontation with the invisible Heavenly Dao, and he couldn't be defeated.

Han Shi flipped his right hand, took out a spirit crystal again, swallowed it in one gulp, and fell silent again.

The ninety-ninth drop was condensed almost at the moment when Shi Yuanqi reappeared, and next, what he condensed would be the hundredth drop.

Building a foundation like Han Shi is unprecedented and unprecedented.

In addition to the fact that his physical body and belief have reached a considerable height, the most important thing is that he has the opportunity that ordinary Ning Yuan Monk has never had, and he has a treasure like Spirit Crystal, which even Yuan Infant Monk has to be careful of, and there are six pieces in total.

This is equivalent to gathering the strength of one sect and going all out to help him build a foundation, which is of course a unique thing.

This last drop, which seems to be just a drop, is a moat, which makes people feel hopeful and discouraged.

A whole year passed, Han Shi couldn't feel it, he only felt that the condensation of this drop was more difficult than the previous ninety-nine drops combined.

In his body, there is not a single blood left, only in the depths of his heart, there is still a trace of it, so that his heart beats only once every few hours.

His flesh was no longer pale, but the color of ashes, the color of ashes.

And the hundredth drop, finally with a faint outline.

The fifth and sixth spirit crystals were taken out by him at the same time and swallowed, but he didn't believe it, so he couldn't condense this drop.

Time, two years have passed again, Han Shi's breath is already imperceptible, his heartbeat has already reached, it only beats once in a few days, and the whole person is no different from a dead person.

His consciousness had fallen into a blur, and he only remembered that what he had to do was one word.

That word is called "condensation"

At this moment, in his dantian, the hundredth drop of stone yuan liquid was already on the verge of condensation, but even with the condensation of the massive stone yuan qi, there was no longer any sign of increase.

An invisible big hand blocked the birth of this drop.

Han Shi's move is no longer just the foundation of the monk, but also the foundation of the stone cultivation.

The stone foundation is very different from the monk, the ordinary stone repair, until the first fall has passed, in order to achieve the conditions for the foundation building, and the whole process must have elders on the side, in case of accidents.

Han Shi was by mistake and embarked on the road of building a stone foundation, and before he crossed the two falls.

As a result, the difficulty will reach an unimaginable level, and it can be fatal at any time.

Although Han Shi didn't know about it, he didn't expect the word crisis, and once this matter was completed, the opportunity was great.

When the stone is built on the foundation, if there is great perseverance, it will be given by the stone road, and a small stone will be born out of thin air in the dantian.

Name, natal stone.

Those who obtain this stone are equivalent to having a chance to be reborn, even if the body and spirit are dead, they can also use this stone to live.

Although in a blur, Han Shi still felt that death was approaching again, and this death seemed to be the punishment that Heavenly Dao had chosen for him.

There was only the last trace of blood left in his heart, and his life was like a thread.

Why, on this day, people always have to make compromises, in Han Shi's view, it is like bowing to this day in his heart, and the servants are at the feet of the sky.

From then on, how to raise your head and face the sky.

He only kneels to his parents in this life, and only worships the master, on this day, what qualifications does he have to kneel and worship.

Han Shi's eyes showed a moment of clarity, and his right hand slapped the last trace of blood in his heart under the slap of his chest.

He used this move to tell the invisible Heavenly Dao that he, Han Shi, would never compromise even if he died.

With the departure of that trace of blood, there was a subtle roaring sound in Han Shi's body, like the mournful roar before the mountain fell, and his gray body gradually shattered, and he could see the bones that had already been broken.

And at the moment when Han Shi's body was almost torn apart, in his dantian, the hundredth drop of stone yuan liquid finally condensed.

With the remaining ninety-nine drops of stone yuan liquid, it instantly fused together, forming a huge pale cyan liquid bead, which rotated in the dantian.

And the nine drops of Yuan liquid also condensed into a much smaller liquid bead, which rotated at the same time as the pale cyan liquid bead.

The faint coercion centered on Han Shi spread out, and the blood curtain floating around also fell on Han Shi's body under this coercion, and along those broken wounds, it gradually submerged into Han Shi's body.

His heart was beating again, his bones and fractures were gradually merging, his flesh and the broken places were slowly healing, and his consciousness returned to his mind from nothingness.

His eyes were clear again, black and white.