Moreover, the aura of the entire Ningcuidian grass, trees, soil and other auras is constantly surging here, and the aura within a radius of more than 100 miles is constantly converging here.

Ning Cuidian, all the animals prostrate on the ground, in the face of this terrifying spiritual pressure, a large number of demon beasts woke up in shock, and crawled on the ground uneasily, as if on a pilgrimage.

But at this moment, there is a snow-white little demon fox with the exception.

This little demon fox was indifferent in the face of this spiritual pressure, just a pair of confused fox eyes looking at the direction of the spiritual energy convergence.

Then, as if sensing some danger, the little demon fox flashed white light and disappeared into the dense forest.

Soon after, a strange mouse-like thing two or three feet long, naked, and staring at the top appeared where the little demon fox stood.

If Xiahou Yulong were here, he would definitely recognize this thing.

This thing is the legendary drought, but it looks like a mountain mouse.

Its body is extremely hard, a pair of small eyes are golden and insidious, and there are King Kong-like eyelids to protect the eyes, short claws, like gold and iron, can open mountains and crack stones, dragging a crocodile-like tail, although the tail is a little short, but it is extremely powerful, it looks short and powerful.

The whole body of the dart was fierce and shrewd, and it looked around in the dense forest, but found nothing unusual.

As for the spiritual pressure in the sky, it was dismissive.

These auras are extremely mixed, and the drought is not interested.

Besides, it is a demon cultivator, and now it only needs countless demon blood and demon pills to cultivate.

After cultivating the human form, you can master the exercises and refine the aura.

However, if you cultivate in the aura, the entry into the realm is extremely fast, and it is of great benefit to the cultivation.

It's just that the aura in the sky can't do it, and it can't fly.

After looking at the drought in the sky for a while, he caught a few demon beasts, and then returned to his cave beautifully.

In Mingzhou City, the night is late, and people have fallen into a deep sleep, but spiritual pressure has little effect on human beings, and most people are not sensitive to spiritual energy.

And in a dilapidated hut, a beggar opened his cloudy eyes, and then the cloudiness in his eyes disappeared and became incomparably brighter.

The beggar looked at the huge aura in the sky with bright eyes, looking at the direction in which the aura gathered, the old beggar understood that the place was Xiahou's house, and he said inexplicably: "Could it be ...... What powerful monks in the Xiahou family can't rush through?!

Looking at this spiritual pressure, the spirit gathering array laid by that person is very powerful. ”

Then he shook his head self-deprecatingly and said, "My old beggar doesn't care what to do with this, or be my beggar, think about who will be tomorrow, give me some alms!"

With the attitude of not caring about himself, he has long forgotten about it and gone to his dreams.

This person is an old Taoist priest from Shushan, whose identity is unknown, but he is a master of the Tribulation Period.

At this time, he lived in seclusion in this Mingzhou City begging, and he had no hope for his ascension, but just waited for death with peace of mind.

He doesn't care about the world, he looks down on the changes in the world and goes with the flow.

Xiahou's house, Houshan, Xiahou Yulong is still concentrating on Tai Chi, without distractions.

Xiahou Yulong had already transformed at this time, reaching the first level of physical training, and his cultivation had become extremely easy, and he had also survived those pains.

At this time, the weight-bearing soft armor on his body had already been replaced with a weight of four hundred catties, and his figure had become extremely difficult again.

However, the Tai Chi he was playing at this time was the Tai Chi he created, and there were no 42 or 108 styles.

His Tai Chi is freewheeling, spontaneous, but it is incomparably natural and smooth, slowly playing, more profound and obscure than the previous Tai Chi, with a higher and deeper understanding of the Tao, and a more profound realm.

The two dead men had already been awakened by the stench just now, and looked at the young master with a look of disbelief, seeing that the young master was wrapped in white light, and they didn't understand what was wrong with their young master.

They also understood that they were not allowed to disturb the young master at this time, and they could no longer disobey the young master's orders.

Therefore, the two glanced at each other, nodded to each other, and guarded their young masters with each other's horns.

Immediately, the two of them continued to meditate and comprehend the exercises, ignoring other changes, but just watching the safety of the young master distractedly.

At this time, Xiahou Yulong entered a mysterious realm of self-forgetfulness, forgetting all external objects, using two purposes, practicing the exercises separately, and immersing himself in the artistic conception of Tai Chi, combining the two to practice.

After a while, Xiahou Yulong felt the boundless Dao Yun, but it was mysterious and mysterious, he said that he understood but couldn't say clearly, he didn't understand and had all kinds of understanding, and he felt that his understanding of a mysterious thing was getting deeper and deeper.

And Xiahou Yulong's whole body was wrapped in a dense aura, and he couldn't see a human figure, but those auras were crazy, frantically drilling into Yulong's body, and his body, like a bottomless pit, did not refuse to come, and absorbed it crazily.

Xiahou Yulong was also in no mood to see the changes in his body.

However, there is a miraculous change in him.

I saw that the spiritual energy that entered was like soldiers lined up, rushing frantically towards one point, and that point was like nothing.

Then, the aura disappeared one after another, and then, all parts of Yulong's body were constantly moistened and washed by the pure and pure aura, and a new round of marrow washing valve body began. It's just that the pain at this time is worse than last time.

This pain suddenly knocked Yulong out of the mystical realm.

For a while, he felt that even reincarnation was not so painful, and it was bitter!

"Hmph, it's so painful to refine, and this young man hasn't been so miserable before!

Hmph, thief God, if you don't let Ben Shao cultivate, Ben Shao will practice it for you to see.

This kind of trick is not done with you!"

Xiahou Yulong was suddenly aroused into a stubborn temper, and frantically resisted the pain like crazy.

He endured even more pain, continued to comprehend Tai Chi, continued to experience and practice the Dao Source Exercises, and tried to enter the mysterious realm again.

At this moment, Da Luo Jinxian's soul was also a little unbearable, and he only felt that his mind was greatly damaged.

Consciousness also began to blur.

He gritted his teeth and insisted, vowing to carry this day to the end, and he relied on his willpower and perseverance to keep his soul sober and support him.

And outside Yulong's body, the aura poured into Yulong's body wildly, in a situation that was even crazier than the Yellow River bursting.

The clothes outside his body were already in tatters.

The soft armor was not damaged in the slightest, and it was obviously not ordinary.

But this thing is like a turtle shell, and the aura is crazy to hit the soft armor.

His body finally couldn't withstand this crazy shock, and there were many cracks in the meridians, bones, and internal organs in his body.

It can be seen that the frequency of this blow is appalling.

There are many ants that can bite the elephant to death, and he is even worse off, and he died with arrogance.

"There is a kind, just shake Ben Shao to the point that there is no scum left, come on, should Ben Shao be afraid of you!"

Yulong thought angrily, but he was barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes, and he stumbled to the end!

And the Chaos Divine Body immediately reacted, and the pure Origin Qi continued to erupt, converging into substance, and then scattered and wrapped Yulong's whole body, buffering the surging aura, and frantically refining the aura, buffering it, and then introducing the aura into Yulong's body.

And the bit of Dao Qi cultivated by the Dao Source Exercise was shocked up and down as if it had been provoked.

Suddenly, there was a "boom" sound in Xiahou Yulong's body, and the meridians, bones, and internal organs in his body shook up and down, but it was miraculous that there was no change, and there was a disjointed collapse.

After this shock, his trembling body calmed down, and a huge aura gushed out from all over his body, but the aura was extremely gentle, but it was extremely violent and washed all over his body.

Xiahou Yulong's divine soul consciousness began to dissipate again, and all kinds of inhuman pain came one after another, but he was even more crazy in his condensed consciousness, desperately running the exercises and practicing Tai Chi.

Never looked at it face-to-face, but Xiahou Yulong, who was wrapped in aura, was practicing Tai Chi calmly, not hurrying, not hurrying, and doing whatever he wanted.

And the point of light that was absent changed again, passing through various trajectories in the Yulong meridians.

Different avenues flashed brightly, but there was no conflict at all.

After passing through that bit of nothingness, the aura seemed to be attracted, forming one after another, a variety of complex patterns, and one kind of avenue catalogue after another, and finally disappeared and merged into the meridians, bones, internal organs and cells of Yulong.

And the aura is even more violent and drills into Yulong's body.

And the Chaos Divine Body actually burst out with greater potential, bursting out with a deeper level of black light, as well as the black Chaos Origin Qi, which was constantly dispersed throughout Yulong's body, firmly guarding the Divine Body, and constantly buffering and refining all kinds of spiritual energy.

At this time, with the energy cultivated by that source exercise, it traveled through the weaving avenue in Xiahou Yulong's body and merged into his body.

The more subtle and deep impurities in his body emerged from the meridians, bones, and internal organs.

In the end, the impurities were channeled to his feet by the aura, and the ground under his feet immediately sank.

But he didn't react, and still practiced Tai Chi calmly to the extreme.

At Xiahou Yulong's feet, a Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram loomed, supporting Yulong to slowly sink, while constantly filtering the impurities exported.

All kinds of spiritual energy gathered from all directions came one after another, rushing into Yulong's body along Yulong's heavenly spirit cover.

The energy that was absent, as if sensing something, instantly appeared in the Yulong Heavenly Spirit Cover, and frantically devoured the spiritual energy that descended.

Those mixed aura, but the aura that was instantly purified into the source of the source, poured into Yulong's body.

At the same time, in Xiahou Yulong's body, in all the meridians and dantians, there was a sudden appearance of the Dao Qi, which was like nothing, and it traveled wildly with various trajectories with spiritual power.

When the qi touched the Dao qi, there was no conflict at all, either passing quickly from the side or passing through, but there was no hindrance, and once it passed through, there was no collision at all, as if it was just a phantom.

In Xiahou Yulong's body, it seems that the entire galaxy planet is running wildly according to its own trajectory, but it is moving according to its trajectory without conflict.

Even if they meet, they are like penetrating through the phantom, as if the entire galaxy is being subverted, countless avenues of light, countless avenue lines, countless avenue diagrams are formed, and then disappear into the body.

His divine soul was constantly trembling, constantly removing streams of turbid impurities, which were the impurities of the divine soul, constantly breaking out of his body and dying in the sky.

And in the Yulong Divine Soul, the Water Moon Phantom Emperor Sword and other sleeping things shone brightly, and when they protected the Divine Soul, they received great benefits and accepted the baptism of the Great Dao.

The sword of the Water Moon Phantom Emperor is restrained, and the sword spirit sits up and down in the sword, experiencing and comprehending the Great Dao, and awakening the strength.

And he didn't feel these things, he only felt as if he had experienced countless years of purgatory-like torture, but he just insisted on the last trace of sobriety, endured hardship, insisted on continuing to run the exercises, and continued to practice Tai Chi.

He didn't know what the physical condition was at the moment.

His mind was completely restrained by this pain, and he could only bear this supreme pain.

In the end, with the Tai Chi of Yulong's body, the final closing style was completed, and the white belly of the fish in the sky loomed, and a golden light came from the sky, just when the purple qi came from the east.

As Yulong withdrew his hand and stood up, the momentum on Yulong's body also burst out.

And the Dao Qi that had been practiced by the Dao Yuan Gong Method also returned to their teams like loyal soldiers who had completed their respective tasks, and slowly retreated into the Yulong Dantian.

Immediately, Dao Qi formed a white practice that seemed to be nothing, slowly wandering through the Yulong meridians.

Since then, Xiahou Yulong's Dao Source Exercises have begun to practice and operate, constantly improving Yulong's foundation and cultivation, and so on.

Xiahou Yulong slowly woke up from the pain, retracted his tired mind, and absorbed the purple-gold aura from the purple qi when it came from the east into his body for refining.

In an instant, the spirit gathering array broke, the sky brightened, and the red sun slowly rose.

Greeting this dawning light, Xiahou Yulong finally felt relieved, silently, but it represented that he, once again, set foot on Xiuzhen!