World of Cultivation

He also didn't know if "The Refinement of the Fetal Breath" was correct. Although he didn't want to admit it, but with Pu Yao's method, if he wanted his life, he would just hook his fingers. There was no need to fool him with a half-truth. But with Pu Yao's perversion and bad taste, thinking of ways to torture him, this is almost a sure thing.

However, Pu Yao was usually very quiet. Except for forcing Zuo Mo to practice "Refining the God of Fetal Breath", there was no other movement, and there was no sign of torture. Zuo Mo couldn't understand Pu Yao, let alone what Pu Yao's purpose was.

Pu Yao must have some purpose.

Sometimes, the idea was so clear and certain in his mind. However, every time he tried his best to think about it, he found that it seemed like facing the vast and vast sea, you never knew what was hidden under the sea.

Maybe Pu really wanted to help himself, Zuo Mo knew how difficult it was to heal the wounded consciousness. If it weren't for "Refining the God of Fetal Breath", it would be a question whether one's own life could survive.

It seems unreasonable to blame Pu Yao.

It can only be said that Pu's strangeness and perversion made him instinctively fear.

The saddest thing is that no matter what it is, he has no room to struggle. No matter whether this "Refining the God of Fetal Breath" is true or not, no matter what purpose Pu Yao has, he has no room for resistance. In front of such a high-level and powerful existence as Pu, he was pitifully weak. The only thing he can do is to bite the bullet and rush forward, hoping to seek that glimmer of light.

If it was really torture, he, who was already in the game, would either sink into Pu Yao's torture or endure it.

damn it! How did you get into such a plague star!

Time passed bit by bit, and with a strong sense of suffocation, fear emerged uncontrollably.

His consciousness was beginning to fade, and he had no idea that his legs were kicking as hard as he could, trying to surface. However, he had been sinking just now, and now he was too far away from the water.

Am I going to die?

Even this thought seems incomplete, he seems to be numb and powerless swimming in the boundless sea.

no!

I can't die!

He was trying to struggle, trying to awaken his consciousness.

But all this was in vain, and the consciousness gradually dissipated and blurred under the suffocation.

Are you really going to die...

In a daze, he seemed to hear someone shouting.

"Forget it!"

...

"Don't forget to die!"

...

I don't know why, but these two echoes, which he regarded as a nightmare, were like an invisible big hand, suddenly pulling him back from the state of lost soul.

I can't die!

Zuo Mo used up the last remaining strength in his body and screamed silently in his heart! His body shook violently like a sieve, and the blood vessels under his skin swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The breath in the chest has become extremely weak, and suddenly it turned into a candle, a candle that could go out at any time.

However, this faint candle has become a smoldering spark, igniting the sea of ​​consciousness - just like burning dry, cracked and oil-soaked firewood. The crimson flame, spitting out its tongue, rolled forward along the ground of the sea of ​​​​knowledge. The grass and trees turned into flying smoke in an instant, and nothing could stop it.

In the blink of an eye, the sea of ​​consciousness was like a burning hell, with endless crimson flames beating in every corner of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The bright red sea of ​​flames danced wildly, and on the mysterious bluestone tombstone surrounded by black clouds, sat a strangely gloomy and handsome man.

Yingui was placed on his knees, and the dense koto sound was as breathless as a storm!

The sea of ​​red flames burned silently, and under Pu's hair covering half of his face, his blade-thin lips were tilted to one side imperceptibly, as usual, strange and cold.

Zuo Mo looked around curiously. After he broke through, his perception of the surroundings changed considerably. It's hard to describe in detail, but it's as if the surroundings have been re-cleaned,

Refreshed. This feeling is very strange, it took him a long time to get used to it. Another change is the sea of ​​consciousness, which has now become a vast sea of ​​fire that will go out at some point.

Other than that, he found nothing else. However, is there any magic in "Refining the God of Fetal Breath"? He didn't have any extravagant hopes. He is a guy who is determined to be a spiritual planter, why does he need such a powerful consciousness? As long as he passes this level and saves his life, he will be satisfied.

The game is too dangerous, I don't play birds.

Thinking of the danger yesterday, he still has lingering fears.

However, the sharp sword hanging above his head disappeared, and he could finally breathe a sigh of relief. But he made up his mind that no matter what Pu Yao gave him next time, he couldn't get it if he was killed. This tragic experience taught him a profound lesson, trying to take advantage of Pu Yao's hands was an act of courting death.

Zuo Mo cherished his little life very much.

Pu Yao didn't seem to care that he practiced "Refining the God of Fetal Breath", guarding the newly bought Yin Gui every day and having fun.

Although every time he saw the brand-new Yingui that was more advanced than his hands, he would feel a pain in his heart. The ten second-grade spar was so wasted, he could only hate it so much that he took back what Pu Yao was about to throw away, which was the old Yingui he snatched from him before, with grief and tears in his heart. .

Love the new and hate the old, this is another bad problem he found in Pu Yao.

But then again, does Pu Yao have good habits?

"Refining the God of Fetal Breath" is like a small episode in life, and Pu Yao seems to have put away his perverted quirks and is quiet like a virgin, which makes Zuo Mo quite unaccustomed. However, such vicious slander as "a shemale is a shemale, do you think you can become a woman if you don't speak?"

To his delight, he made rapid progress on the five dharmas. I don’t know if it’s the reason for the breakthrough. Many hazy things in the past are now very clear and easy to achieve.

He became more industrious.

He is not interested in such weird things as "The Refinement of Fetal Breath". The "Geng Jin Jue" that can bring real spar is his favorite!

Like an ascetic, he lived an extremely boring life every day. Cultivating the "Ten Righteous Heart Method" to accumulate spiritual power. He practiced various tricks and fingerings over and over again, just like he practiced the "Little Cloud Rain Art" before, he was madly cultivating.

The biggest improvement is "Geng Jin Jue". Today's Geng Jin Qi is like dark gold, the light is restrained, and it can be changed at will. Moreover, Gengjin Qimang also had an awe-inspiring aura. Although this aura was extremely light, in practice, the effect was multiplied, which also made Zuo Mo overjoyed.

The progress of "Geng Jin Jue" is not surprising, after all, "Geng Jin Jue" focuses on consciousness. Although he has only completed one breath in "Refining the God of Fetal Breath", his spiritual consciousness is definitely much stronger than before, and the progress of "Geng Jin Jue" is a matter of course. What surprised him was that "Earth Qi Art" had improved a lot.

"Earth Qi Art" focuses on communication and induction. Could it be that divine consciousness is also helpful for communication and induction?

He had no way of knowing, but since it was a good thing, he just let it take its course and didn't get into it.

Zuo Mo was intensively practicing "Geng Jin Jue" in the yard, when suddenly a gentle and majestic voice echoed in Wukong Mountain.

"Outer sect disciple Li Yingfeng, who has practiced diligently and has broken through foundation building, will be officially included in this sect's inner sect disciples from today. All outer sect disciples should take this as an example and keep practicing hard, in order to achieve positive results!"

The sound was not loud, but it was clearly audible, and the reverberation in the airless mountains curled and reverberated endlessly.

Sister Li Yingfeng successfully established the foundation? Zuo Mo couldn't help feeling envious, and was also happy for Senior Sister Li Yingfeng. I haven't been in contact with Senior Sister Li Yingfeng for a long time, and there is still a little misunderstanding between the two sides, but he appreciates this sassy senior sister very much. This is what Senior Sister looks like. In comparison, Senior Sister Hao Min is far behind.

His life was not affected by the news. His interest in foundation building is far less than his interest in Lingzhifu. Foundation building is the first level of comprehension, but unless you achieve Jindan, Yuanshou will not be much different from ordinary people. As for the golden core, let's forget it, not to mention the outer disciples like him, the inner disciples, how many people can achieve the golden core?

And as long as you become a spiritual plant husband, it is a real spar.

He continued to bury his head in cultivating his own magic. He never slackens with what he chooses. Just like when he practiced "Little Cloud and Rain Technique", there was no one to guide him. He just released it over and over again, and he didn't know how many thousands of times he released it. He abruptly filled the big pond in the yard with "Little Cloud and Rain Technique", and only broke through the third layer of "Little Cloud and Rain Technique".

His cultivation was disrupted by an uninvited guest, who was Senior Sister Li Yingfeng, who had just been promoted to an inner disciple.

"Congratulations to Senior Sister for successfully establishing the foundation!" Zuo Mo smiled and congratulated when he met, but his expressionless face was somewhat nondescript.

"Junior brother is too polite." Li Yingfeng's face was filled with joy, and she smiled: "It is estimated that soon, I will be able to hear the good news of junior brother." In Li Yingfeng's heart, the hidden junior brother in front of him has completed the construction. Keith didn't surprise her. Behind her, there were three female disciples, and Xiaoguo was among them.

Zuo Mo said quickly: "I'm still early. I'm still early. Senior sister please."

Xiaoguo's lovely pink apple is still a little timid. Zuo Mo suddenly felt that this little girl was really shy, and when Li Yingfeng turned around, he blinked at Xiaoguo, and sure enough, Xiaoguo's face was flushed red.

After everyone was seated, Li Yingfeng explained the purpose of his visit: "This time, I have something to ask junior brother to do."

Zuo Mo was a little surprised.

Seemingly seeing Zuo Mo's doubts, Li Yingfeng unraveled the mystery without waiting for him to ask, and sighed: "After entering the inner door, I'm afraid I won't have time to take care of these old sisters. There is no one in the world who can stand out, so the senior sister has no choice but to ask for it."

Zuo Mo hurriedly said: "Senior sister, feel free to tell me if you have something to do." In the future, Li Yingfeng will be a disciple of the inner sect. As long as Zuo Mo is still in Wukong Jianmen all day, he will never offend them.

Li Yingfeng took out a small bag, put it on the stone table, and said: "These are twenty second-grade spar, it is a little bit of my sister's heart, and my brother and sister should not refuse. When my brother has time, I will run to Dongfeng and take care of one or two. Survival is not easy, if there is a similar problem last time, with the help of junior and senior, they will not have no one to ask for."

Xiaoguo's mouth beside her flattened, her eyes turned red immediately, and the other two also had slightly red eyes.

Zuo Mo was in awe. Compared with Senior Brother Wei Sheng, who was devoted to cultivation, Li Yingfeng was undoubtedly more competent. He only now understands why her prestige is so high among female disciples.

After thinking for a while, Zuo Mo pushed the pouch back in front of Li Yingfeng and said, "It is the friendship we should have to help each other with each other. Senior sister can rest assured, junior and junior should do their best."

Xiaoguo stared at Zuo Mo with wide eyes, and the other two women also looked strange. They couldn't figure it out, how did this money-loving zombie change sex this time?

Li Yingfeng shook it, and then pushed the spar in front of Zuo Mo again: "Junior brother, don't refuse. The sect has supplies for the inner disciple every month, and the senior sister is not short of spar. On the contrary, the junior brother is not far from the foundation. I'm afraid it will be used soon. Keeping more spar on your body can be considered to be prepared."

The strange expressions of the three women quickly turned into astonishment.

Build a foundation? The bad-tempered zombie brother is about to build a foundation?

To be able to be called fast foundation building, it must at least be at the level of eighth level or above. They were obviously intimidated by the words of their senior sister. Among the outer sect disciples, the cultivation of the eighth level of Qi refining is very rare. Even Senior Brother Guo Lu is only at the seventh level of Qi Refining. Among the female disciples of the outer sect, except for Li Yingfeng, who had just established the foundation, the highest one was only at the sixth level of Qi Refining. Among the outer disciples, except for Wei Sheng, Zuo Mo is the highest cultivator.

This zombie face turned out to be the second person of the outer disciples!

This is something they never expected.

Seeing this, Zuo Mo, who wanted to sell the favor of Senior Sister, was no longer polite and accepted the spar: "Then I would like to thank Senior Sister."

"It's me who should thank my junior brother a lot." Li Yingfeng smiled and said, "After I left Dongfeng, the matter of contacting my junior brother was handed over to Xiaoguo. She is soft and well-behaved, so the junior junior should not bully her."

Zuo Mo couldn't help but let out a haha: "Senior sister, what are you talking about. I have the best temperament."

"That's good." Li Yingfeng nodded. Xiaoguo wrinkled her cute little nose aside, obviously objecting to this sentence.

She turned her face to the three of them and said solemnly: "In the future, if you have any questions, you can directly ask Senior Brother Zuo Mo, and he will help you solve it. Senior Brother Zuo Mo's words are equivalent to my words. If anyone does not listen, I will I will punish myself!"

"Yes! Senior Sister!" The three female voices replied.

Sure enough, she is worthy of being a senior sister. With this kind of bearing, no one among the younger generation of disciples can match. Zuo Mo couldn't help but secretly praised in his heart.

After chatting for a while, Li Yingfeng left with the three daughters.

Zuo Mo suddenly lost interest in cultivating. This is a society with strict classes. Like Senior Sister Li Yingfeng, she has successfully established a foundation and has to say goodbye to the life of an outer disciple. She needs to hit a higher goal. Whether it is her will or the needs of the sect.

The primordial life of the Jindan period can last three hundred years. Before that, there was no difference between the primordial longevity in the foundation-building, pulse-condensing and qi-refining periods.

This door is green and yellow, and it has a long history.

The masters and uncles, including the sect master, are all at the golden core stage, which is also the fundamental reason why Wukong Jianmen has developed so well over the years. However, even the youngest Uncle Shi Fengrong was over two hundred years old. And the second-generation disciples in the sect did not even have a pulse condensing stage, let alone a golden core stage. If there is no successor, the Wukong Jianmen, which is not big, will soon decline.

No matter which world or sect it is in, once it declines, it will be more difficult to turn around than to rise to the sky.

Why are you feeling sentimental? Zuo Mo shook his head, suddenly remembering the third-grade dragon grass that Senior Brother Wei Sheng entrusted to him. Senior Sister Li Yingfeng has already established the foundation, and Senior Brother Wei Sheng should be soon too. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of going to Lengwugu. My QT room is open! Fangxiang's official QT room number [9177] Click to enter