"How long can this student Fang last?" Outside the dark door, Nangong Xue leaned on the dark wall, her eyes turned into vertical pupils for a moment, she stuck out her tongue and licked her lips expectantly. Her tongue was fresh pink, with bifurcated ends and very flexible ends. Ten minutes later, the dark door opened. Fang Xing walked out of it with a hint of fear on his face: "That kind of darkness...Moon God?!" "Well, since the academy took in the remains of the Moon God, the obelisk's 'methods' have also changed..." Nangong Xue nodded seriously: "Actually, I prefer the sea of blood before, just like the sauna. After each time, I feel that my bones are lighter by several kilograms..." 'If the bones are several kilograms lighter, someone will die...' Fang Xing cursed in his heart, understanding that the obelisk is the essence. As for what kind of evil god pollution is used to polish the Vajra body, it doesn’t matter at all!
"What are you going to do next, classmate Fang?" Nangong Xue had already returned to her previous rustic image and asked timidly. "Go up a few more floors and take a look... By the way, does the academy have any requirements for the length of practice?" Fang Xing asked. "No...but for foreign vajra warriors, it is best not to practice for more than one day for the first time. And, don't go to high-level people..." Nangong Xue reminded: "For the vajra warriors of our academy, some conditions can be relaxed... Which floor do you want to go to?" There was no concealment of expectation on her bespectacled face. "The fifth floor, maybe." Fang Xing came to the elevator and went up with Nangong Xue. The elevator inside the obelisk seems to move the space directly, without any sense of weightlessness. After swiping the card, he entered a training room similar to before. Fang Xing sat cross-legged, feeling the darkness coming. This time, he directly closed the golden elixir realm and caused infinite darkness to wrap his martial arts golden body. Click! Click! A tooth-piercing gnawing sound was heard. The darkness that was enough to bite a low-turn Vajra warrior to death did not leave the slightest trace on his body. There were even strings of sparks emerging. "Cool!"
Fang Xing opened his eyes: "It feels like a sauna massage... changing to the first layer, it's just like scratching an itch." Through this all-round 'killing', he can easily discover the shortcomings and shortcomings of the martial arts golden body, and gradually polish it until it is 'flawless'. As the training time continued to extend, Fang Xing even felt an inexplicable pressure entering his body. Its strands, looming and looming, are absorbed by the 'Gate of All Heavens' in the attribute panel. ‘This is...the power of the obelisk? ’ 'Now that I am practicing inside the obelisk... I will slowly absorb some of the original power of the obelisk...' 'This feeling is somewhat similar to absorbing those sacrificial artifacts from the sect... Although the amount is not large, it is better than lasting. ’ Fang Xing's eyes brightened slightly. If you can stay in the obelisk for a long time, absorb this original power, and then cooperate with the several sacred objects and sacrificial vessels of the sect that you have absorbed before. perhaps…… The third world that opens the gate to the heavens is not far away! 'Of course, if I let go completely and swallowed the obelisk directly, it should be able to open it immediately...but obviously I will be beaten into a pig's head by Jianqiu Martial God...' Jianqiu Martial God is good at the 'Star Destroying Sword', but he is a strong man who once destroyed stars with one sword! Before reaching the Martial God, or even getting his own Martial God Mecha, Fang Xing didn't want to provoke him. This is good now, the ants are moving and the water is flowing. Wait slowly, enough to wait until your Gate of Heavens is fully charged. "It lasted so long?!" Outside the training room. After waiting for a long time, a look of surprise appeared on Nangong Xue's face, and then a bright smile appeared: "Sure enough... I didn't see the wrong person..." … The world of immortality. Time flies, and ten years have passed by in a blink of an eye since the Mu family closed the mountain. Mu Wanzhang, the acting head of the Mu family, is standing in the ancestral hall, silently staring at the soul lamp belonging to 'Mu Wanlong'. Seeing that it could no longer be said to be a candle in the wind, but only a wisp of fire left, he felt a complicated feeling in his heart: "The Supreme Elder... really did his best for my Mu family, and he is still holding his breath. ah." Well, since the soul lamps of Mu Wanlu, Mu Wandao and others were extinguished one by one, Mu Wanlong is the only one left in the Mu family who is a master of pill formation. His seniority automatically rose and he became the only supreme elder in his family. This was specially added by Mu Wanzhang. Although it was of no use, it could barely boost morale. He knew that the family's supreme elder was holding on for dear life!
As long as he doesn't die and the Mu family is sealed off, there is still a glimmer of hope. If we can hold on until a new pill-forming monk appears in the family, maybe there will be a chance to make a comeback in the future? Mu Wanzhang came to see Mu Wanlong's soul lamp almost every day. In fact, he was already prepared in his heart. If the Supreme Elder's soul lamp goes out one day, he will definitely be the first to rush into the other party's cave, cover up everything, and block the news... At this moment, Baihua Mountain's spiritual energy fluctuated. Strange phenomena appeared in the sky, and spiritual energy was like clouds, swarming in and forming a huge colorful vortex. The spiritual energy vortex continued to expand, sparkling and colorful, and instantly expanded a lot. "Huh? Is it the family's quasi-fourth-level spiritual energy cave?" Mu Wanzhang flew up into the air and saw the landing point of the spiritual energy vortex. A hint of joy appeared on his face: "Is Qingshi preparing to form a pill?" As a Jindan family, and even a former Yuanying family, the probability of spiritual roots among the descendants of the Mu family bloodline is not low. Moreover, they also have a lot of background, and there are also echelons of immortal cultivation talents. Although this generation has lost many Jindan and Jiadan Zhenren, there are still Jindan seeds in the next echelon! This Mu Qingshi, from the fifth branch of the Mu family, is a talented immortal cultivator with earth-grade fire spiritual roots! Before the Mu family closed the mountain, he was a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building. After the Mu family closed the mountain, due to the lack of many senior officials, there were many reserve resources in the warehouse, as well as vacant high-level caves. Mu Wanzhang immediately made the decision to give the high-level spiritual vein caves to the best in foundation building. Mu Qingshi really lived up to everyone's expectations. He cultivated from the late stage of foundation building to the state of great perfection of foundation building in ten years, and made great progress and tried to form a pill directly! ‘Qingshi probably knows in his heart… After the family closed the mountain, it is difficult to go out to find opportunities for Dan formation… It is useless to continue to practice hard…’ ‘Since he is the first Dan formation seed to complete the foundation building, the family’s accumulated Dan formation opportunities will definitely be given priority to him…’ Otherwise, when the young foundation building cultivators in the family complete their cultivation one by one, the inventory of Dan formation spiritual objects will definitely not be enough. The later it is, the more embarrassing it will be. This is the helplessness of closing the mountain! No immortal cultivation force will choose this path unless it is absolutely necessary. “Master!” Two streams of light flew over, both of them were extremely old late foundation building cultivators, who had given up the idea of Dan formation. “Qingshi’s Dan formation this time… The family has produced a ‘Sky Fire Cloud Brocade’, which can enhance the physique of fire spiritual root cultivators…” “In addition, the last ‘Jie Jindan’ treasured in the family will also be given, it should be successful.” A late foundation building deacon comforted. "Just forming a pill is not enough... not even a lower level true pill is enough."
Mu Wanzhang shook his head, somewhat bitterly: "This time, the family has consumed most of the opportunities for forming a pill. I hope Qingshi can form an upper level true pill..." An upper level true pill cultivator can easily break through the bottleneck of the middle stage of forming a pill, and there is also hope for the late stage of forming a pill. There is even a slight possibility of forming a Yuanying in the future. This is the real hope of the Mu family! As for the half-step golden pill, or even the immortal golden pill? Mu Wanzhang dared not even dream of this. The last half-step golden pill cultivator of the Mu family, Mu Qinglan, prepared several top-level golden pill spiritual objects in one go in addition to forming a golden pill. In addition to his extraordinary talent, he barely condensed the quality of a half-step golden pill. Even for that time of forming a pill, the family invested a lot of resources and did not catch their breath for decades. As a result, after waiting for Mu Qinglan to advance to the late stage of forming a pill, he died in Linlang Fudi before he could shock the Dajing cultivation world... When they first heard the news, several elders who were on the verge of death, either couldn't breathe or went crazy, and all died together... This shows how badly the Mu family was hit. The death of Mu Qinglan seemed to be the beginning of the decline of the Mu family. After that, it was an even darker period, with Jindan and Jiadan Zhenren falling one after another. Now, there is only one Jindan who is about to die and an old Jiadan to support the scene. Every time Mu Wanzhang thought of this, his heart was like a knife. At this time, looking at the Jindan vision, he unconsciously clenched his fists. "The range exceeds three miles..." "Qingshi is a ground-grade spiritual root, and there are Jindan and Jindan spiritual objects, so Jiadan is of course not a problem... The lower reaches of Zhendan should not be trapped..." An old man who built the foundation murmured. The lower reaches of Zhendan, the vision is three miles. The upper reaches of Zhendan, the vision is six miles. The immortal Jindan, the vision is ten miles, and there is the mysterious sound of the great way. Under the expectant eyes of the Mu family, the spiritual energy vortex continued to expand, exceeding five miles, six miles... "The upper reaches of the true elixir!" Mu Wanzhang was overjoyed: "The upper reaches of the true elixir, my Mu family has hope!" Even, under the incredible eyes of everyone, the elixir formation phenomenon continued to expand, although slowly, but gradually reached more than eight miles... Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be a vague sound of nature emerging. "At the beginning, when Mu Qinglan formed the elixir, the sky was nine miles... Nine is the extreme number, which is the half-step golden elixir." "The immortal golden elixir needs to break through the limit, which is extremely difficult... But is there hope for the half-step golden elixir?" Mu Wanzhang's eyes were burning.
If it is a half-step golden elixir, then in the future, there may be a chance to impact the Nascent Soul! If it can be done, he, Mu Wanzhang, will definitely be the master of the Mu family's revival, and the family tree will have to open another page to record this great achievement! Suddenly! Just when the spiritual energy vortex was about to reach nine miles, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth became unstable and began to collapse in large quantities. A scream filled with pain emerged. Then, countless spiritual energy collapsed like an avalanche, at an astonishing speed. From the original eight miles, it was reduced to six miles, three miles... In the end, only one mile of spiritual energy vortex remained, slowly falling into the quasi-fourth-level cave. "This..." "Failed to form a pill... barely condensed a fake pill? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" An old foundation-building deacon saw this scene and directly spit out a mouthful of blood and fell from mid-air, without a trace of breath...
