Eternal Tranquility

There are many ways of cultivating monks. The secrets and cunning of cultivating souls, the flying and escaping skills of cultivating gods, and the tyranny of cultivating bodies. They can directly confront magic weapons with the strength of their physical bodies. When they practice to the extreme, they can smash the world with one punch and trample the sky with one foot. There are some too.

However, the practice of physical cultivation is both painful and cruel. It almost treats one's body as an artifact. Most people cannot bear this kind of pain, so legal cultivation is still the mainstream in the world of immortality.

However, it has to be said that Dharma cultivation is indeed not as good as physical cultivation in terms of Dharma body. Although the physical body will become more and more powerful as the cultivation level rises, by the time it reaches the realm of spiritual transformation, it is already indestructible from dust and poison, and cannot be damaged by ordinary magic weapons. But compared to physical cultivation, the physical body of Dharma cultivation is indeed much more fragile.

In the chalcedony pond, Liu Qinghuan has been buried in hoarfrost. Except for the occasional breath of hot breath from his mouth and nose, his whole body is like an ice sculpture immersed in the frozen jade-like water and motionless. From the surface, it is difficult to tell that every breath he takes is Suffering extreme pain.

The flesh, blood, and even bone marrow all over his body have been frozen, but the ten thousand years of mysterious cold energy is still drilling in, like extremely sharp needles, scurrying everywhere on his body, wherever it goes. Turn that place upside down.

Tear, destroy, and then repair and rebuild with the spiritual energy contained in the water.

This process was repeated over and over again, causing severe pain that penetrated deeply into his soul. With each round of torture, his body became crystal clear and became tougher.

Just when Liu Qinghuan's pure body was getting into a better state, suddenly, a translucent crystal sand with a slight silvery white brilliance floated in the pool water and got into his clothes.

Liu Qinghuan's body shook violently!

In an instant, he felt as if he had fallen from a high altitude into the prison of a thousand cuts, or as if he had rolled through hot molten rock. He felt a sense of anxiety and pain due to the extreme cold, and even the magic that he had cultivated in the form of a god. The body cannot bear it and is facing collapse.

He gritted his teeth and quickly looked inside, looking for the burning sensation, and found the tiny crystal sand that had penetrated into his inner abdomen, shining with the light of the bright moon.

After a moment of shock, Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but let out a chuckle, but he grinned because of the severe pain that spread throughout his soul. The smile was so twisted that Xiao Hei, who was by the small pond not far from him, couldn't help but tremble!

Cold marrow sand!

In extremely cold places, the fine sand condensed at the place where spiritual energy gathers is not only an excellent spiritual object for physical training, but also a top-grade spiritual material for refining ice spiritual treasures.

Liu Qinghuan could only lament that this chalcedony pool was indeed extraordinary, and at the same time had to use his own green wood energy to stabilize his body that was about to collapse.

Fortunately, he practiced the "Sitting and Forgetting Immortality Sutra" mental method. This mental method is peaceful and has endless remaining energy. Even in this situation, it still destroys the spiritual power in the body and slowly moves through the Great Zhoutian, protecting A few vital points will not be damaged.

No wonder the people of the Buddha Demon Sect have such a treasure, but they dare not step into the chalcedony pool. The physical collapse caused by the grinding and crushing of the cold marrow sand is not something ordinary practitioners can survive.

However, as long as you get through it, a majestic dark power will gradually arise and continuously rub into the body. Every muscle, bone, every piece of flesh and blood, and even the internal organs, will gradually exude bright energy from the inside to the outside. Pure brilliance.

Therefore, Liu Qinghuan focused a large part of his attention on searching for the cold marrow sand. Whenever he found one, he guided it into the body along with the water flow with both pain and joy.

There is a special thing about cold marrow sand. As long as the average person absorbs ten pieces, it will no longer be able to draw the power it brings. Instead, they will have to endure the pain of tempering it for life. Therefore, this is probably the only way to enter this chalcedony pool for the first time. It works wonders for a reason.

Three days is not a long time, but if every breath is immersed in the extreme sea of ​​pain, it will feel like an eternity.

"Master, will everything be okay?"

Xiao Hei was startled by Liu Qinghuan's twisted smile before, and couldn't help but quietly asked Ying Niang worriedly.

Ying Niang is a soul cultivator and does not pursue physical strength, so she just sits by the pool and practices with the help of the majestic and pure spiritual energy of the pool water. Hearing Xiao Hei's question, she looked up at Liu Qinghuan, whose temples were covered with frost, and whispered: "If something doesn't feel right, he will come out of the pool. Besides, he is the Aoki Holy Body, so nothing will happen to him."

After saying that, he turned to look at Xiao Hei: "It's you, hurry up and take a dip in the pool! The water in the small pool here is not as cold as the big pool. You see that Junior High School and Brother Donkey have been working hard. You Dare to be lazy.”

Xiao Hei's shoulders immediately slumped, pointing to his frost-covered black hair and muttering: "I'm not lazy, I'm just taking a break!"

Ying Niang sighed helplessly. Among the four spiritual beasts, Xiao Hei's cultivation was the lowest. After barely reaching the fourth level, it was difficult to improve due to his limited innate qualifications.

On the contrary, in the first year of Chu Yi, he had the blood of Mingniao, and he became more and more sensible after his spiritual wisdom was greatly expanded. He was also the most loyal to Liu Qinghuan among all the spiritual beasts. After practicing day and night, he has now reached the upper level of the fourth level.

At this time, Chu Yi followed Liu Qinghuan's orders very obediently. His whole body was soaked in the pool water. Even though the pain made his whole body tremble, he still persisted.

As for the gray donkey, it was wrapped in a green whirlpool and occupied a small pool by itself. It was rare that it did not run around, but was practicing patiently.

It is only one step away from the fifth level, but the spiritual beast cultivating the beast path needs to be promoted to the fifth level. Although it does not need to merge with the way like the monks do, it still needs to cultivate the second inner elixir. This inner elixir is also called the divine elixir. , will be hidden in the head of the spiritual beast, which is equivalent to the sea of ​​​​consciousness cultivated by humans, and its difficulty is no less than that of the monk's Fusion Dao.

Ying Niang looked at the gray donkey thoughtfully. Although that donkey usually did not do his job, he was the strongest among them, and he might be the first to advance to the fifth level in the future.

She patted Xiao Hei and said sincerely: "You have to work hard, otherwise you will be thrown further and further away by the master. When the master advances to the Yin Deficiency and Yang Realm, if you are still at the fourth level, think about it, then you will become the master If he doesn’t drive you away, how can you have the nerve to stay with him?”

Xiao Hei looked at the water in frustration and confusion, and was lost in thought.

He has always felt that he was the most useless of his master's spiritual beasts.

Chu Yi has the special talent of escaping into black and white vision, and can also frighten evil spirits.

Ying Niang can be used as a hand warmer at certain times, and can also help with daily tasks.

Even the gray donkey who finally came to his master had a talent for searching for rare treasures, and he was even more accurate in kicking people.

As for him, except that his body is stronger than ordinary spiritual beasts, he can brew some wine, and he is not afraid of poison, he has no other advantages. And as Liu Qinghuan himself becomes more and more powerful, these advantages of his become completely useless.

Now even the first year of junior high school is desperately trying to catch up with his master, but he is stuck in self-pity over his poor qualifications...

Thinking of being protected by Liu Qinghuan for so many years, shame welled up in his heart.

This pool of water is said to be used for body training, and he is supposed to be the one who deserves the most physical training among the four spiritual beasts. Even if he wants to repay his master's kindness, he can't give up just yet!

Xiao Hei gritted his teeth and his eyes gradually became determined!

Isn't it just a little painful?

Isn’t it because of poor qualifications?

He doesn't want to be abandoned by his master, so even if he can't break through to the fifth level, he still has to work hard to make the most of himself!

Putting aside the long-standing confusion, Xiao Hei resolutely stepped into the pool again.