There are many ways for monks to cultivate, the secret and cunning of cultivating souls, the flying heaven and earth of cultivating gods, and the strong and domineering cultivation of the body, with the strength of the body, they can directly fight against the magic weapon, cultivate to the extreme, shatter the universe with one punch, and break the sky with one foot.

However, the cultivation of physical cultivation is both painful and cruel, almost refining one's own body as an artifact, and most people can't bear this kind of suffering, so Fa cultivation is still the mainstream of the immortal cultivation world.

However, I have to say that Fa cultivation is indeed inferior to physical cultivation in terms of Dharma body. Although the physical body will become stronger and stronger with the rise of cultivation, when it reaches the realm of transforming into gods, it is already impure and inviolable, and ordinary magic weapons cannot hurt it in the slightest. However, compared to physical cultivation, the physical body of Fa cultivation is indeed much more fragile.

In the chalcedony pool, Liu Qinghuan has been buried by hoarfrost, except for the occasional exhalation of a trace of heat from his mouth and nose, the whole person is like an ice sculpture immersed in the frozen jade-like pool water, motionless, it is difficult to see from the surface that he is suffering extreme pain every breath.

The flesh, blood, and even bone marrow of the whole body have been frozen, but the 10,000-year-old cold qi is still drilling into it, like a sharp needle, scurrying everywhere on his body, turning that place upside down.

Tear and destroy, and then repair and rebuild by the aura contained in the pool's water.

This process was repeated, bringing severe pain deep into the soul, and with each round of destruction, his body became crystal clear and became more tenacious.

Just when Liu Qinghuan's pure body was getting better, suddenly, a translucent crystal sand with a slight silver-white brilliance floated along with the pool water and drilled into his clothes.

Liu Qinghuan's body shook suddenly!

In an instant, he felt like he had fallen from a high altitude into a prison of a thousand swords, and it was like rolling through a hot stone lava, and a burning feeling of scorching pain was born from the extreme cold, so that the Dharma body cultivated by the god could not bear it and was facing a state of collapse.

He gritted his teeth and hurriedly looked inward, looking for the burning sensation, and found the fine crystal sand that had already penetrated into his inner abdomen and shimmered with the light of the bright moon.

After a moment of shock, Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but let out a chuckle, but he bared his teeth because of the severe pain that spread all over his soul, and his smile was so distorted that Xiao Hei by the small pool not far from him couldn't help but shake his body!

Cold marrow sand!

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

Liu Qinghuan could only sigh that this chalcedony pool was really extraordinary, and at the same time, he had to use his own Aoki Qi to stabilize the body that was about to collapse.

Fortunately, he cultivated the "Sitting and Forgetting the Sutra of Eternal Life", which is peaceful and endless, even in this situation, he still destroys the spiritual power in his body and slowly walks the Great Zhoutian, protecting several vital points from damage.

It is no wonder that the people of the Floating Demon Sect have such a treasure land, but they easily dare not step into the chalcedony pool, and the physical collapse caused by the grinding and crushing of the cold marrow sand is not something that ordinary law cultivators can survive.

However, as long as you get through, there will be a majestic dark force gradually born, constantly rubbing into the body, every muscle, every piece of flesh and blood, even the internal organs, from the inside to the outside, gradually exude a bright brilliance.

Therefore, a large part of Liu Qinghuan's attention was on finding the cold marrow sand, and every time he found one, he would both painfully and happily guide it into his body with the flow of water.

There is a peculiarity of the cold pith sand, as long as the average person absorbs ten pieces, it is difficult to absorb the power it carries from it, but has to bear the pain of its grinding for life, so this is probably the reason why this chalcedony pool only has a miraculous effect when entering it for the first time.

Three days is not a long time, but if every breath is immersed in the sea of extreme pain, it will be as long as the heavens and the earth are old.

"The master will be fine, will he?"

Xiao Hei was startled by Liu Qinghuan's distorted smile before, and couldn't help but ask Sakura Niang quietly.

Sakura Niang is a soul cultivator and does not pursue the strength of the physical body, so she just sits on the edge of the pool and cultivates with the help of the majestic and pure aura of the pool water. Hearing Xiao Heifa's question, she looked up at Liu Qinghuan, who was full of frost and frost on her temples, and said in a low voice: "If it doesn't feel right, he will come out of the pool, and besides, he is a Aoki Holy Body, and nothing will happen." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Xiao Hei again: "It's you, why don't you go into the pool and soak in it!" The water in the small pool here is not as cold as the big pool, you see that Chu Yi and Brother Donkey have been working hard, and you dare to be lazy." ”

Xiao Hei's shoulders immediately collapsed, and he pointed to the black hair full of frost on his body and muttered, "I'm not lazy, just take a break for a while!"

Sakura Niang sighed helplessly, now among the four spirit beasts, Xiao Hei's cultivation is the lowest, and after barely rushing to the fourth order, due to the limited innate qualifications, it is difficult to improve.

On the contrary, he was the first to bear the blood of the Ming Bird, and he became more and more sensible after his spiritual wisdom was opened, and he was the most loyal to Liu Qinghuan among all the spirit beasts.

At this time, Chu Yi obediently carried out Liu Qinghuan's order, and his whole body was soaked in the pool water, even if the pain made his whole body tremble, he still persisted.

As for the gray donkey, he was wrapped in a cyan whirlwind, occupying a small pool alone, and it was rare that he did not run around, but was cultivating patiently.

It is only one step away from the fifth order, but the spirit beast of the beast cultivation path needs to be promoted to the fifth order, although it does not need to be fused like the monk, but it needs to cultivate the second inner pill, this inner pill is also called the divine pill, which will be hidden in the head of the spirit beast, which is equivalent to the sea of knowledge cultivated by people, and its difficulty is no less than that of the monk's fusion path.

Sakura Niang looked at the gray donkey thoughtfully, although that donkey usually does not do his job, but his strength is the highest among them, maybe he will be the first to advance to the fifth order in the future.

She patted Xiao Hei and said earnestly: "You have to work hard, otherwise you will be thrown farther and farther away by the master." When the master advances to the Yin Void Yang realm, if you are still the fourth order, think about it, even if the master doesn't drive you away at that time, how can you be embarrassed to stay by his side?"

Xiao Hei looked at the pool in frustration and confusion, stunned.

All along, he felt that he was the most useless of his master's spirit beasts.

The first year of junior high has a special talent that escapes into the black and white vision, and it can also deter demons and evil spirits.

Sakura can be a hand warmer at certain times and can also help with daily tasks.

Even the gray donkey who came to the master's side at the end has the talent to explore rare treasures with one hand, and kicking people is even more accurate.

And he, except that his physical body is a little stronger than ordinary spirit beasts, he can brew some wine, and he is not afraid of poison, he has no other strengths. And as Liu Qinghuan himself became stronger and stronger, his strengths became completely useless.

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

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

This pool of water is said to be refining, and he should be the most suitable of the four spirit beasts to refine his body, just to repay his master's kindness, he can't just give up!

Xiao Hei gritted his teeth, and his eyes gradually became resolute!

Isn't it just a little painful?

Isn't it just poor qualifications?

He didn't want to be abandoned by his master, even if he couldn't break through the fifth order, he had to work hard to make use of himself!

Putting aside the confusion he had been in for a long time, Xiao Hei firmly stepped into the pool again.