Drunk Immortal Gourd

After putting away the pills, Qingyang did not get up immediately, but took out some pills to restore his true essence and swallowed them. He sat in meditation and adjusted his breath. After more than a day, he was able to completely adjust his state.

This time, everything went smoothly in seclusion to refine the pills, and it only took a few days in total. Qingyang got up and moved around for a while, but he couldn't resist the temptation of the three-color sky-repairing pill, so he sat down again.

After closing his eyes and meditating for a while, Qingyang took out the jade bottle containing the three-color sky-repairing pill, poured the pill into his hand, and looked at it carefully for a long time, then gritted his teeth and threw the three-color sky-repairing pill into his mouth, then he gathered his mind and began to meditate to refine the pill.

The Three-Colored Heaven-Repairing Pill uses three rare spiritual roots of heaven and earth, and takes a lot of energy to refine. It can make up for the regrets of heaven and earth, and can make the spiritual roots of cultivators perfect. There may be only one such pill in the world. With such a good thing on you, anyone can't resist it. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Qingyang thinks it is safest to eat it, even though he clearly knows that taking this Three-Colored Heaven-Repairing Pill before the Nascent Soul Realm will affect the speed of cultivation.

When the pill enters the mouth, a warm current suddenly appears in the mouth, and then goes down along the throat and stomach, rushing into the meridians of the whole body, and spreading into the limbs and bones. The huge energy travels in the meridians and gradually converges into the dantian. The huge breath of life fills Qingyang's body. At this moment, Qingyang feels like he has taken an elixir of immortality, and his whole body is full of vitality.

Qingyang had taken various pills countless times before, some of which were less effective in improving cultivation, and some were powerful in breaking through bottlenecks. No matter which one, it was a test for Qingyang's meridians and Dantian, and it would bring him great pain, such as pain when impacting bottlenecks, numbness when tearing meridians, and itching when repairing injuries. In short, it was not pleasant.

But this time, the process of taking the medicine was not painful. The medicinal properties of heaven and earth spiritual roots such as dragon horn root, unicorn thunder wood, and phoenix blood ice lotus are relatively peaceful. Although the energy contained in them is very large, after being reduced and neutralized by the prescription and auxiliary medicines, the medicinal properties have become more gentle. Therefore, after Qingyang took it, although the energy in his body was surging, he did not feel uncomfortable.

This was also the first time that Qingyang took the three-color heaven-repairing pill. The effect of this pill was not recorded in detail in the classics. Qingyang did not know what the real situation was after taking it. He just felt that a large amount of energy gathered in his body, but it seemed to have nothing to do with repairing spiritual roots. From the current situation, it is unknown whether the spiritual roots can be repaired, and it is estimated that the cultivation will increase a lot.

In just a short while, Qingyang felt that his cultivation had increased by at least several years, which was better than the effect of taking pills. At this rate, in at most three days, Qingyang's cultivation would be able to reach the Golden Pill Perfection, and he could directly try to impact the Nascent Soul Stage.

Of course, this process could not continue forever. Just when Qingyang suspected that he had taken not the Three-Colored Heaven-Repairing Pill, but a magical elixir to improve his cultivation, the pill finally stopped transmitting energy, and then a flash of spiritual light appeared. The pill suddenly became dim, and the spirituality quickly passed away, and Qingyang seemed to have something more in his body, emitting a strange light.

As for what it was, Qingyang couldn't tell. This feeling was very strange. Qingyang could clearly feel that there was something more in his body, but he couldn't see it, touch it, or say it. It seemed to be there and not there, like a dream. Perhaps this was the special feature of the acquired spiritual root.

Moreover, Qingyang could feel that the thing seemed to be growing, using the energy released from the previous elixir. This process was much slower, just like planting three seeds in the field, watching them slowly sprout, break through the soil, and grow branches and leaves.

After an unknown period of time, they finally stopped growing, but most of the energy that had rushed into Qingyang's body before was also consumed by them. The thing was still invisible, intangible, and indescribable, but Qingyang could see another change, that is, the Dantian in his body.

On Qingyang's Dantian, there seemed to be three strange patterns, green, red, and blue, intertwined with each other. Upon closer observation, it seemed that there were three true spirits of a real dragon, a unicorn, and a phoenix hovering on it. This should be the mark left by the three-color Bu Tian Dan in his body.

Then Qingyang took out a spirit measuring plate from the Qiankun gourd, input the true essence to drive the measuring plate, and soon, five rays of light appeared on the measuring plate, gold, green, blue, red, and brown. Needless to say, this was the five elements of spiritual roots that Qingyang was born with. After the five rays of light flashed, three more rays of light, blue, red and blue, appeared on the spirit measuring disk. These three rays of light were slightly weaker than the previous ones, but not too much worse. These should be the three additional spiritual roots of ice, wind and thunder after taking the three-color heaven-repairing pill. So far, Qingyang has become the only cultivator with eight spiritual roots in the world.

When Qingyang first embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, he had tested his five elements of spiritual roots. Among them, the gold spiritual root had 17 points, the wood spiritual root had 28 points, the water spiritual root had 25 points, the fire spiritual root had 15 points, and the earth spiritual root had 13 points. If the error of the spirit measuring chair is not taken into account, the potential of Qingyang's five elements of spiritual roots added together is actually 98 points, almost reaching the perfection of 100 points.

This spirit measuring disk is of a relatively low level and can only show the intensity of the light. It cannot measure the specific potential of each spiritual root. However, based on the strength of the last three rays of light and the potential of the five elements of spiritual roots, it can be roughly judged that the potential points of the newly added three spiritual roots of ice, wind and thunder are between 10 and 13. Although they are acquired spiritual roots, they are better than the innate spiritual roots of many people.

Feeling the three spiritual roots that suddenly appeared in his body, Qingyang suddenly felt a lot of emotion. When he was in Jiuzhou Continent, everyone thought that mortals could not practice cultivation, even those Xianmen monks were no exception. Now Qingyang knows , their inner vision is limited, spiritual roots can be grown. If a mortal takes this Heaven-Building Pill, the acquired spiritual roots can also be generated in the mortal's body, and cultivation is not a problem. It seems that there is something in the world of cultivating immortals. I still know too little.

From this, Qingyang thought of his master Songhe Laodao. He had risked his life to push himself onto the path of cultivating immortals, but he was just a mortal. In the end, he ran out of life and died. If he had known this secret earlier, or If you get these three-color Heaven-Building Pills early, you might be able to plant spiritual roots in the master's body, and he can practice like yourself. From now on, the master and the disciple can travel freely in the world of cultivating immortals. How happy would that be? It's a pity that things in the world are such a pity. You can't find him when you need him. When the incident is over, he suddenly appears again and you don't know what to say.

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