Above the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Lu fainted again, with only a weak pulse supporting his fading life.

After an unknown amount of time, he struggled to open his blurry eyes again, and the still strong spiritual energy wrapped around him like a sponge, which made him feel a little warm.

In the huge pit, under the nourishment of the spiritual energy, the rock wall emitted a crystal light, and at the bottom of the pit, he seemed to see a ray of dawn.

"Can't die!"

"Live!"

A strong roar broke out in his heart. He still had a lot of things to do. He had to rebuild the Six Talisman Sect, retrieve the middle volume of the Six Talisman Book, complete his master's last wish, and let the Six Talisman Sect shine with great glory.

His disciple Ding Yuting still needs him to go back and teach him well. He can't let Ding Feng down for overcoming all difficulties and sending a letter to Chen Yaer, so that his mother could go safely and peacefully. He can't let Xiao Yuting follow his old path, groping alone in the world of cultivation, and he must fulfill his responsibility as a master. He still remembers the bowl of mutton porridge that the girl had when she became his disciple, and his mouth is full of fragrance.

Once a teacher, a father for life!

And Xiaotong, who accompanied Li Mouqing, didn't know how she and it were doing now. If he died, would they be sad for him?

If the senior sister knew about his death, she would cry every night and be sad, right?

That Sun Xue, who was proud and beautiful in a white dress, didn't kill him. With her unclear relationship, perhaps, he should find her and say thank you to her.

Most importantly, if he died, how could he be worthy of Chen Yaer, who had accompanied him to guard his mother's grave for a year, this woman who made him feel guilty, he had to go back and say sorry to her! Only then could he die, and die with his eyes closed.

Various scenes, scenes...

Wang Lu burst out with a strong and endless desire to survive like a flood!

"Can't die!"

"Live!"

For you, for yourself, Wang Lu, live!

He tried to open his mouth and shouted wildly in his heart!

His thoughts were running at full speed in his mind. Why has he not died so far? There must be a reason, but this factor is hidden so deep that he will find it out even if he goes deep into the sea and is unfathomable.

He recounted his life from the beginning of his memory, from the time he could remember, to the time he became a disciple of his master when in danger, to his first experience with talismans, to his crazy talisman making, to the secret realm of Jiuyue, to Zijiu's recognition as his master, to his encounter with Chen Yaer, to the battle with the ghost king at Tingyu Mountain, to his successful foundation building, to the sect competition... to his first visit to the vast sea, to his encounter with Sun Xue, to his acceptance of Xiaotong, to his farewell to his parents, to his company at Chen Yaer, to his first-class elixir, to his acceptance of disciples in the Sand Region, to Xiaoyaozi, to his rescue of Xu Kui, to the battle between the human and demon races, to the decisive battle with Fang Tian, ​​to the trip to the Silver Palace, to his sword swinging for six hundred years to solve the mystery of the knife waterfall, to the northern border, to his acceptance of the fairy vine gourd clone, to the Tai family's horror, to the battle with Tai Qingyu, to his body refining at Baihai, to Tianyun...

Scenes of memories kept flashing in his mind, and he was already in tears, over and over again...but he never grasped the key point, and he let his tears dry in the wind, and with his broken body, he kept reminiscing with the strong will of digging the ground for six hundred years.

For the 25th time, when he recalled Zhan Taiqingyu and Bai Hai's body refining, the silly look of the fire sea pig seemed to be right in front of him...

Wang Lu smiled, he finally grasped the node of dying and rebirth.

"Poison, poison, yes, it's you, it's you!"

Wang Lu clenched his fist with the remaining strength and punched the vast spiritual energy. Even though this punch made him feel heartbroken, he still grinned.

The deep sea body refining made him perfect in the muscle and bone realm, and the poisonous fire of the fire sea pig made him step into the meridian realm. Although the poisonous fire was a very strong mutant spiritual fire between heaven and earth, it did not improve his meridian realm much.

Now, the reason why he didn't die has been found. It is precisely because he stepped into the meridian realm, which greatly expanded the width of the meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians in his body, and forged their toughness and strength, that the meridians and acupoints were corroded but not melted. More importantly, Kuiniu was born to be a mortal enemy of Tengshe. Now that Yu Hao was killed by him, he got a little favor from Kuiniu. How could he let himself, who killed the descendants of Tengshe, die so easily? Other things are easy to say, but he indirectly eliminated the direct bloodline of Tengshe!

These two points are the real reasons why his life is always hanging by a thread.

He endured the severe pain and took a deep breath, silently reciting the relevant skills of the first level of the "Kui Niu Stepping on the Sky" in the "Hundred Refinements into Gang Meridian Realm", and made the "Bull Head Looking at the Sky" posture over and over again with great difficulty.

The mental method and the action finally matched, and in an instant, a trace of warmth came from the body, which was a sign of the return of strength to the body.

Wang Lu suppressed his ecstasy and remained calm. He seemed to have returned to the time when he had been doing horse stance for a whole year...

The road is long and arduous, I will search up and down!

This is a difficult journey of recovery, and also the road of his rebirth. He must not be careless because of a little hope.

Three days later, his body was completely warmed up, and he was finally able to make the second posture. Three days later, he could barely cooperate with the magic formula to make a whole set of movements.

Five days later, the magic formula was extremely smooth, and he quickly performed a whole set of movements.

Five days later, Wang Lu's eyes were bright. He stood up and sat in the void, as if time and space were still. He made a sleeping posture of Kui Niu. A continuous thick black light was generated in his body, which constantly devoured the Teng Snake poison left in his body by Yu Hao's teeth, and repaired the corroded meridians, each acupoint and each almost broken organ at an increasingly faster speed.

Two days later, the meridians in his body were restored to their original state and widened more than twice. Each meridian and each acupoint was stained with a layer of black film, as black as ink, emitting wisps of black light. His organs also returned to normal. Wang Lu felt as if there was infinite power in his body. With a punch, he could easily turn a small mountain into ashes.

No destruction, no establishment, nirvana rebirth!

The body of strength not only recovered as before, but also went to a higher level. In his opinion, if he met Kuang Dao Wuji and Yu Hao again, he would definitely leave them with enough deep memories, but such memories could only be recalled on the road to the underworld.

And there is still mana!

Severely wounded and dying, his realm has barely dropped to the early stage of the Golden Core. Now the meridians and acupuncture points where the mana of the Six Talismans is running have been repaired and forged to be more pure. He is looking forward to the purer mana when he returns to the origin.

Sitting in the air, his hands made a vase shape. In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and the rich and dripping spiritual energy quickly poured into his dantian from all his pores...

One day, the middle stage of the early stage of the Golden Core, two days, the middle stage of the early stage of the Golden Core, the fourth day, the middle stage of the Golden Core, the seventh day, the middle stage of the middle stage of the Golden Core, the tenth day, the peak of the middle stage of the Golden Core, only a piece of paper away from the late stage of the Golden Core.

"Hah!"

Wang Lu soared into the sky and shouted loudly. The sound waves instantly spread more than a thousand miles away. He has fully recovered.

Not only has the mana been refined by one tenth, but the spiritual consciousness has also increased greatly. Moreover, the meridian realm is perfect and flawless. He has entered the first level of the blood realm of Bailianchenggang.

His blood had become a little sticky, emitting a very light sandalwood scent. If he completely completed the cultivation of the blood realm, his blood would be like rolling nectar, and any drop of blood would make the bones of mortals come back to life.

By then, the strength of his body would surge again with the support of the rolling nectar-like blood, and he would reach a high level of strength.

Back on the ground, the reborn Wang Lu did not show any ecstasy. He looked at the white clouds that blocked the sky layer by layer, and made a rough estimate. From the time he fell into the giant pit dying to the present, it has been a full month and thirteen days. Excluding the seven days for consolidating his cultivation, there are only ten days left before the secret realm will be closed.

If you don't leave now, when will you leave!

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