Above the Immortal Cultivation

Outside the new house, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and peaceful.

Inside the new house, the spiritual energy is roaring and tsunami, covering the sky and the earth, like a sea of ​​spiritual energy, already liquefied.

Even if the spiritual energy is so thick and rich, Wang Lu is like a bottomless pit, swallowing as much as it comes.

It is surging and mighty.

With the huge and endless infusion of spiritual energy, ten years will never come back.

The first to benefit is Chen Yaer, who slowly wakes up from her practice.

After counting with her fingers, she has come from the late Nascent Soul to the half-step transformation realm in just over forty years.

She frowned slightly, at least thirty years earlier than expected, which made her very confused.

In a jade bottle beside her, there is still a blood moistening pill that Chen Dong has found for her with great difficulty.

"Hey, what's going on!"

Chen Yaer exclaimed softly and stood up in surprise. When did the spiritual energy in the room increase a hundred times silently?

Too thick, too mellow.

She took a deep breath and felt comfortable and warm all over, just like the spring sun, which gave her indescribable warmth and comfort.

You know, the new house was built by Xie Lingyun and Tian Yidong at a great cost. It has a powerful spirit gathering array. In addition, the Pavilion Master set up another small but powerful spirit gathering array for her retreat in the secret room. The two arrays are combined into one. The concentration of spiritual energy is even better than that of the Lingzhu Cave used by the sect to break through the realm.

So, she retreated directly in the new house and did not choose the Lingzhu Cave.

But magically, the spiritual energy increased a hundred times silently. Could it be her husband's doing?

Chen Yaer stood up, opened the door of the secret room, and walked along the hall where the spiritual energy came from.

Along the way, her little mouth opened wide, with an expression of disbelief.

The closer she got to the hall, the denser the spiritual energy, from a hundred times, two hundred times, three hundred times, five hundred times, to the last one thousand times that shocked her.

In the hall, Wang Lu was completely covered by the spiritual liquid, and he could not be seen at all. He was like a prehistoric beast, devouring the spiritual liquid crazily.

Waves of shocking mana waves came out from his body, which made Chen Yaer dumbfounded.

He had not yet reached the state of transformation, but he had such a magnificent aura, which was terrifying and too against the will of heaven.

Chen Yaer felt it and was even more puzzled. How could her husband's mana be endlessly improved without the hurdle of half-step transformation?

It was too strange.

She couldn't figure it out, but she was happy for him.

She left quietly without making a sound.

The next step was to refine her heart in the mortal world.

I don't know which of the seven emotions and six desires her heart is?

After a long period of seclusion, and coming to the last step before the transformation, she had to go to see her grandfather to see if he had any good suggestions, or go to the treasure pavilion to find some matters to pay attention to about the heavenly gate of transformation.

It was a rainy day.

Just after leaving the new house, she was moved again. The outside was calm, and there was no surging spiritual energy like the huge waves inside.

Maybe it has something to do with you.

She suddenly thought of the 49 clear talismans surrounding Wang Lu that made her feel a little scared.

With a smile, Chen Yaer flew away.

Five years later, Wang Lu woke up from his practice.

Fifteen years of practice, a total of 980 spirit gathering talismans were consumed.

Although it was a pity, the effect was surprisingly good.

His mana increased by nearly one-fifth on the original basis, and he was getting closer and closer to the end of the mana realm. Before, there was no hope and no end, but now it is in sight.

He calculated that this practice was equivalent to twenty times the twenty years of hard practice in Yinluanxuan, Miaonian City.

That is to say, if he returned to Yinluanxuan, it would take four hundred years to achieve the effect of just fifteen years.

However, the three spiritual materials were too precious and rare. Sixteen years ago, Yin Luanxuan had basically plundered all the three treasures in the Western Desert.

It seems that if you want to draw the spirit gathering talisman again, you have to wait for decades.

"Swish."

With a wave of his hand, the jade slip left by Chen Yaer broke through the air. It turned out that she had left the mortal world to refine her mind.

It seems that in at most twenty years, Yaer will be able to impact the transformation of the spirit and become the fifth strongest person in the transformation of the spirit in the Fantasy Sect.

In the next five years, without the help of the spirit gathering formation, even if he worked harder and harder, he would practice like an old cow, and he almost went crazy.

Wang Lu stopped helplessly. To practice with the current anxiety was tantamount to a heart attack. This is a process of dripping water wearing away a stone, and no carelessness is allowed.

Twenty years, hasn't the ancient pill of Master Yin Qi been refined yet?

He couldn't help but feel worried.

Go out for a walk and take a breath.

Always scaring yourself is like drinking poison to quench thirst, asking for trouble.

Wang Lu went to the Futang first after leaving his new home.

He met Han Yu, who had never thought that she had become a genuine late-stage Yuanying great cultivator.

The two exchanged some opinions on the current situation and future development of the Futang.

Han Yu talked about how the high-level and intermediate talismans he drew more than 50 years ago were snatched away as soon as they came out, and even as the treasure of each store, they were bought by everyone at extremely high spiritual stones.

Now the Futang is well-known in the West Desert and has become the leader of the Fudao in the West Desert.

He was also asked to draw more when he had time, and people were looking forward to it and waiting for a long time!

Finally, Han Yu curiously asked him why he had not been able to impact the God of Transformation after 50 years, and whether he had fallen into the gentleness of Junior Sister Yaer and could not extricate himself.

What else could he say about this, but he could only smile bitterly.

After saying goodbye, he went to the Puppet Hall left by Xu Kui, the Weapon Refining Hall where Senior Brother Tian was in charge, Senior Sister Xie Lingyun was still in seclusion, and met the old man Chen Dong, and went to the Dream Hall.

After a conversation with the two old men, Wang Lu's heart gradually calmed down.

Back in his new home, he no longer had any requirements for the speed of cultivation. He re-sorted the "Six Talismans" from the beginning to the end from the Qi Refining Stage to the Foundation Building Stage to the Golden Core Stage to the Nascent Soul Stage, repeatedly pondered and polished it...

Wang Lu once again integrated into the long-term cultivation.

After thirty years, Wang Lu woke up leisurely.

He smiled lightly. Although his magic power did not increase much, it became more pure and round, and became more refined and refined. He became more calm and calm.

"Husband."

A pleasant call came, and looking closely, Chen Yaer, who was already a strong man in the God Transformation Stage, was dressed in a white dress as white as snow and stared at him gracefully without makeup.

Wang Lu's heart moved, and he picked up Chen Yaer and gave her a deep and long kiss.

The two stayed together for several days. Chen Yaer took out two jade bottles and said that they were sent by someone who called himself Yin Liu from Yinluanxuan in Miaonian City six years ago.

Wang Lu told Chen Yaer about meeting Senior Yin Qi, the powerful realm of magic power, and the ancient pills in the bottles. Chen Yaer's beautiful eyes were shining and her heart was turbulent.

The powerful realm of magic power, the powerful realm of magic power.

She couldn't help but recite it twice.

Wang Lu smiled, took the jade bottle, and walked towards one of the closed-door rooms.

He wanted to use the two long-awaited ancient pills to push the powerful realm of magic power to the top.

Senior Yin Qi, you have worked hard!