I don’t know how long it has passed, the red smoke has gradually dissipated, and the surroundings continue to return to the calm like black fog.

Mo Wentian gradually regained consciousness and opened his eyes hazyly, but saw Zhenren Yu Jun's soft body in his arms, his starry eyes seemed to be closed, and a touching redness flashed across his cheeks. The stiff edge between his eyebrows had been wiped out by the forgot madness, and only peace and peace were replaced.

It seemed to be the most perfect masterpiece in the world, which made Mo Wentian breathe a little stagnant, his mind suddenly rippled, his eyes lingered freely on it, and his ice-skinned and jade bones seemed to be skillful, and he could hold his slender waist. It was just that he would feel bloated if he had more points, and he would feel thin if he had less points.

Mo Wentian's eyes seemed to be casting spells, and he felt that the beauty in his arms was everywhere. The more he looked, the more he was reluctant to leave his eyes. Although he had already noticed that Yu Jun Zhenren's eyelashes were trembling, his face was red and beautiful, and he seemed to have woken up, but he didn't dare to open his beautiful eyes.

Mo Wentian laughed. Just as he was a little distracted, he suddenly felt a sense of heat and bloating coming from his dantian. The majestic magic power seemed to be losing control, like a surging torrent, constantly eroding the four walls of the dantian, and the power was constantly rising, as if the indestructible dantian was at risk of breaking the dam.

The strange feeling forced Mo Wentian to stop doing evil, put his palms in front of his knees, and use his spiritual sense to look inward, but soon, his expression became a little confused. At this time, his dantian seemed to have obtained decades of magic power for no reason, almost filling and exploding. The meridians around his body collapsed rapidly, and there were signs of bottleneck loosening.

"No way?"

Mo Wentian looked unbelievable. You should know that he had just been promoted to the Great Perfection of Foundation Building, but he was in the stage of stabilizing his cultivation. It was absolutely impossible for him to suddenly increase his magic power. Is it because the fish and water just now had a happy life?

I heard that in the cultivation world, there is a kind of yin and yang replenishment technique. When the male ** Yang is in harmony, he absorbs the other party's true energy for his own use. Among them, the cultivators from Hehuan Pavilion in the Darong Kingdom are good at this technique. The Hehuan Pavilion belongs to the ten major sects of the Heavenly Demon Sect. The pavilion master Yanmo True Lord is among the top ten demon kings of the Heavenly Demon Sect. His technique of collecting yang and replenishing yin is well-known in the cultivation world.

But what Mo Wentian was quite puzzled was that he had clearly not practiced any yin and yang replenishment technique, and Master Yu Jun seemed to have not been seriously injured, but what explanation was the tremendous magic power he suddenly obtained in his dantian?

But at this moment, Yu Jun Zhenren suddenly opened his eyes, left his arms and stood up, took out a brand new white robe from the treasure bag, and put it on his body at an extremely fast speed, and said shyly: "Wen Tian, ​​immediately refine the magic power in the dantian, otherwise it will be lost in vain. Wouldn't it be a pity for my hard work?"

"What? Then your mana true essence?"

Mo Wentian looked surprised, his eyes fell on the cheeks of Yu Jun Zhenren's morning glow, and he said in a strange voice: "But it is strange, you clearly have sufficient true energy and your cultivation level shows no sign of decline."

Master Yu Jun was stared at by his eyes. When he remembered the lingering feelings just now, he was a little embarrassed and said with a lowered head, "I am Zheng Yu'er, I ask the sky to call me Yu'er. As for the magic power you suddenly get in your dantian, it is indeed my hard practice for several years. Please meditate and refine it immediately, and I will tell you the details of it."

Mo Wentian nodded slightly. After experiencing the rain of Wushan, the two of them had already torn apart. He also took out a black robe in his treasure trotter and sat cross-legged on the ground, eliminating the distracting thoughts in the sea of ​​consciousness, slowly closing his eyes, and began to refine the unmelting magic power in the dantian.

Zheng Yuer looked solemn, sacrificed the Thunder Sword and held it in her hand, and stood beside her to protect the magic. If it were not for the urgent matter, the magic power would soon disappear. In this dangerous Daxing City, she would never let Mo Wentian take the risk of practicing.

Time gradually disappeared. In the dark fog of haze, Mo Wentian's expression was always solemn and solemn, but in his dantian, there were storm waves sweeping over. The majestic magic power seemed to be a surging flood, eroding in the dantian, as if it was to expand the limited dantian to infinite, and bursts of pain like heavy hammers hitting each other in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Cultivators practice by sensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. When the absorbed spiritual energy accumulates to a certain extent in the dantian, the dantian is like a river embankment that is blocked and contained. The success of the cultivator's foundation building is to increase the density of the spiritual energy in the limited dantian, use his spiritual consciousness to press the spiritual energy into liquid state, and transform it into more powerful magic power.

However, the dantian of the foundation-building cultivator also has a certain limit. When the magic power accumulates to a certain level, there is no way to accommodate the magic power. For this reason, it can only be refined and removed from the essence and condensed into a elixir. That is the golden elixir that the cultivator dreams of. If it is further refined, the golden elixir will be transformed into a baby like a cultivator, which is the legendary Nascent Soul in the cultivation world. As long as the cultivator reaches this level, even if the cultivator dies, as long as the Nascent Soul is not destroyed, it will not be a real death, and you can completely take over the body and regain your life.

Mo Wentian is already in the realm of great perfection of foundation building, and the acceptance of the dantian has reached its limit. For him, gradual cultivation has no effect? ​​Only by constantly refining magic power and removing the complexion is the only way to resolve the current crisis.

He calmed his mind and focused his mind on the Dantian. The magic power of the Dantian rotated rapidly, but under the guidance of his spiritual consciousness, the speed became faster and faster, as if it was a vortex of a river, rotating at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. However, at the same time, the magic power was constantly condensed during the rotation process and became more solid.

Time gradually passed, and for Mo Wentian, he had completely forgotten time, but he had unconsciously tempered his magic power and refined the essence of it. In the hazy Daxing City, there was no movement of the sun, moon and stars. It seemed that time would always stop at that moment, but in just a short ten days, it seemed that it had lasted for a hundred years.

Zheng Yuer was waiting for him quietly, as if she had been waiting for her for a hundred years. While she was concentrating on her vigilance, she looked at Mo Wentian from time to time. Her angular and resolute cheeks quietly tugged her heartstrings, and a warmth surged in her heart.

She practiced hard for decades with a clear mind and few desires, and her mood was always as calm as a lake. She originally thought that the martial arts she had been given to her since childhood would be difficult to use for the rest of her life. Unexpectedly, by this coincidence, the person in front of her actually got her own Yuanyin.

That is the supreme magic power obtained by one's hard practice. I hope he can break through the realm and become the Jindan True Lord. It would be easy to say if he was an ordinary person, but he seemed to have practiced several magical powers and magic, so it would be quite difficult to break through the realm.

Finally on the eleventh day, Mo Wentian suddenly opened his eyes. The Buddha lit up two bright stars in the boundless dark curtain, illuminating within a few feet like daylight. His spiritual consciousness was also greatly improved. Even the black fog that is isolated from the spiritual consciousness can be explored to a limit. After all, the black fog is really strange. Without the strength of the spiritual consciousness of the Jindan True Lord, it is really difficult to unobstructed.

At this time, Mo Wentian's dantian seemed to accommodate storm waves. Although he had not been promoted to the realm of the Golden Pill, the magic power in the dantian had undergone a qualitative change. Most of the leap of the cultivation barriers were reflected in the qualitative change of magic power. The effect of the same level of magic power was not only a thousand miles apart. In the past, he used to display more obscure magic power, but at this time he was more handy, and his power was multiplied. The top-grade magic weapon was also relaxed and free, and he would not consume too much magic power at all.

The magic power is refined, and the excess magic power tempers the muscles, bones and skin membranes, making the body more tense and unstimulated. Even if it is injured by a top-grade magic weapon, it can recover as soon as it was before.

What surprised Mo Wentian was that the magic power in the dantian was already slightly light golden, which was a sign that the golden elixir was about to condense. He even had a vague intuition that as long as the opportunity was right, he would rise to heaven and become the true king of Jindan.

It is difficult to build a foundation, but it is even more difficult to condense the golden elixir. There are thousands of real people in Yunzhou, but after a hundred years, a true golden elixir king will appear. However, once the golden elixir is successfully condensed, the poop will rise to the sky and become a noble existence. Only then can you be considered a well-known figure in Zheng State. Although this time, it did not condense the golden elixir directly, it laid a solid foundation for the promotion of the Jindan True Lord, which can save him decades of hard practice.

Mo Wentian moved his mind and immediately used insight to check the information, but his face became surprised.

Name: Mo Wentian

Sect: Wuji Sect

Position: Master

Title: Wuji Real Person

Spirit root: There is

Spirit root type: Five elements Spirit root

Cultivation: Great Completeness of Foundation Building

Lifespan: 999 years

Mana: 1999 Mana
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