Chapter 379: Nine Deaths and One Life [Third Update]

After chatting with Xiaomei for a few words, Zhuo Bufan went to Tianxuan Pagoda!

Xiaomei glanced at Zhuo Bufan, who was leaving, didn't say anything, and continued to be her small bag foreman.

After Zhuo Bufan returned to Tianxuan Pagoda, he directly entered the second layer.

The second layer of time flowed four times faster. All the ambergris is also placed on the second layer.

"I don't know if one pot is enough. ”

Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly.

His physique has been staying in the third turn for nearly half a year, which can be regarded as a solid foundation.

And the constitution is growing slowly, too.

Especially after experiencing the double cultivation with Bai Su, his physique has also soared.

However, he has not yet reached the conditions to be able to enter the fourth turn of cultivation.

In the cultivation of the Nine Reincarnations of Life and Death, Zhuo Bufan has always been in a passive state.

Once his physique reaches the conditions that can be cultivated, then the divine power in his body will work on its own.

There will be no chance for Zhuo Bufan to prepare.

"Let's save it first!"

After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he archived it in advance.

Now the three archival doors of Zhuo Bufan are: the second floor of Tianxuan Pagoda, the dream pool, and the mass grave

Every time you cultivate the Nine Reincarnations of Life and Death, it is a process of turning over and over again.

So Zhuo Bufan will archive in advance every time, because he knows that he will definitely die and come back to life, over and over again.

However, he has already cultivated three times, and Zhuo Bufan can be regarded as having experience.

From the initial fear of death, he has now been able to face every death calmly.

He can accept death, but not meaningless.

Every death must have value.

At the end of the archive, Zhuo Bufan did not drink the plum saliva wine for the first time, but first felt his current physical state.

He is now in the third turn of the ninth turn of life and death, and the Xuan Qi of life and death in his body is in a very mysterious state of balance.

The center of the anger forms a ball, and the dead air surrounds it into a ring.

This stage is called survival in the dead.

Vitality is in the center of death, full of vitality, and it is indeed a state of survival in death.

At this stage, Zhuo Bufan also learned an extremely powerful move, life and death.

With his current cultivation, he could raze a hundred meters in a radius to the ground.

After preliminarily sorting out his current physical state, Zhuo Bufan picked up the hundred-year-old bottle of plum saliva wine.

Then without much thought, I drank it all.

Grunt, grunt!

This pot of plum saliva wine, with Xiaomei's century-old demonic power, can improve the physique to a higher level.

The sweet and delicious plum saliva wine, with a powerful energy, was poured directly into Zhuo Bufan's body.

Those energies began to be continuously absorbed by the extraordinary life and death metaphysical body.

Zhuo Bufan could feel that after the plum saliva wine entered his stomach, every cell of his was desperately absorbing the energy in it.

And then continue to grow themselves.

Every cell is growing and undergoing qualitative changes.

Interestingly, because of the four-fold time flow rate of the Tianxuan Pagoda, the metabolism in his body was also accelerated by four times.

Whether it's the flow rate of blood, or the beating of the heart, or the absorption of cells.

A pot of plum saliva wine went down, and Zhuo Bufan frowned.

"Not almost. ”

Obviously, this pot of plum saliva wine did not make his physique reach the point where he could cultivate the fourth turn.

However, Zhuo Bufan was unwilling, he could feel it, just a little.

Ninety percent of his physique has undergone a qualitative change, just a little bit.

As a last resort, Zhuo Bufan took out another pot of plum saliva wine.

It's just that this pot of plum saliva does not have the effect of a hundred years, only less than three years.

They were brewed by Xiaomei a year ago.

Later, they were placed on the second floor of the Tianxuan Pagoda for less than half a year, and according to the four times the time flow rate of the Tianxuan Pagoda, their year was only three years.

Three years of the year, it is clear that the effect of the medicine is not enough.

But Zhuo Bufan can't care so much.

He was now desperate to break through to the fourth turn of the ninth turn of life and death.

So, he picked up another jug of plum saliva and drank it all.

However, the three-year-old wine is obviously not comparable to the century-old wine.

In desperation, Zhuo Bufan simply gritted his teeth and his heart was horizontal.

Picked up two jugs of plum saliva again, and drank them all in one go.

In this way, Zhuo Bufan drank five pots in a row, and he was already a little drunk.

There are only two pots of ambergris left.

However, after five pots of stomach in a row, his physique finally reacted.

And Zhuo Bufan's body has also begun to undergo qualitative changes.

Soon, a golden air flow began to be generated in Zhuo Bufan's body, and that golden air flow slowly formed a golden little person.

The villain of the Nine Turns of Life and Death has appeared again.

Once the physique reaches the standard recognized by the exercises, this little golden figure of the exercises will reappear, forcibly dominate the extraordinary body, and forcibly cultivate.

Zhuo Bufan has become accustomed to it.

Under the manipulation of the golden little man, all the meridians in Zhuo Bufan's body began to tremble, and the Xuan Qi of life and death began to rotate rapidly.

"Here, the fourth turn of the nine turns of life and death, the nine deaths and one life. ”

From the little man of the exercises, Zhuo Bufan felt the artistic conception of the fourth turn of the exercises.

"Nine deaths, fuck it, I'm afraid I'll die a little too much this time!"

Just by hearing this name, Zhuo Bufan knew that this time he must be in danger again.

"It doesn't matter, it's also great to be able to drink a few more times of ambergris. Come on!"

Zhuo Bufan is not afraid of death, and he can drink five pots of plum saliva wine again when he dies, why not do it?

As soon as the words fell, suddenly the meridians in his body began to beat rapidly.

Immediately afterwards, the two rites of life and death in his Life and Death Xuan Palace actually began to rotate rapidly.

"Nine deaths, what is nine deaths, give me some hints!

Zhuo Bufan's body began to tremble violently.

The life and death instruments in his body spun rapidly, like a motor that had gone out of control.

Whew!

The wind swept like clouds, dripping and turning.

But unexpectedly, this time Zhuo Bufan did not explode and die instantly.

"Wait a minute, nine deaths, nine deaths, one life? Now I only have one dead ring, is it okay to split nine dead rings?"

Zhuo Bufan, who had already practiced the Nine Reincarnations of Life and Death many times, began to master the urine nature of this exercise.

Only by understanding the urine nature of the exercises can you avoid a death.

"That's how it should be, Zhuo Bufan, you're so fucking smart. ”

"It must be like this, splitting the dead ring into nine realms, and in this way, it is nine deaths and one life. ”

"Nine dead rings, one raw ball. This is the understanding of nine deaths and one life. ”

This time, he was really blinded by Zhuo Bufan.

It's just that it's too late.

The two rites of life and death in his body, because he didn't have time to control it, had already gone berserk.

At last!

Boom!

His eyes were black, but he still hung up!

"Grass, get carried away. ”

Returning to the archive space again, Zhuo Bufan seemed a lot calmer.

Then he looked up at the three archival doors in front of him.

He hadn't been here for a long time, and he actually missed it a little.

Zhuo Bufan was about to open the first door and start all over again.

Suddenly, his hand stopped.

Then he took two steps back and looked at the white archive door in front of him.

Then Zhuo Bufan touched his chin and looked at it thoughtfully.

"What the hell are you guys?"

After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he began to bend down and delve into the archive door in front of him.