Internal and external troubles, Ling Xian's situation at the moment, it is called a difficult one.

The other party broke through the cave mansion, Ling Xian naturally knew it, but at this moment, he couldn't move at all, knowing the danger, he could only not move like a mountain.

Dantian Purple Mansion, the condensation of the golden pill has reached the most critical moment, and a large amount of spiritual power has been sucked into the whirlpool in mid-air.

Danhu Lake was on the verge of drying up, but Ling Xian's face showed a hint of joy, and correspondingly, it was the whirlpool shaped like a meson, which had become much larger at the moment.

The second step of condensing the golden pill has been taken solidly, and the next step is to compress, sucking the vortex of spiritual power, and constantly compressing the volume.

This process, the same can not have the slightest carelessness, speaking of simple, but the beginning is difficult and dangerous, a little careless, the whirlpool will collapse, so, this time condensing the golden pill, it will end in failure.

However, Ling Xian is still facing a huge crisis at this moment.

This kind of situation has been rare since ancient times.

The importance of the monk does not need to be repeated, if he is a member of the sect and has his back against the tree, he will naturally be able to be taken care of safely.

Even if you are loose and cultivated, there is no door and no sect, in order to condense the golden pill, you must be well prepared, either to find a place where people are inaccessible, or, please make friends to take care of it.

The likelihood of being disturbed is slim to none.

However, Ling Xian was sudden, and he was not prepared at all, because the enlightenment had begun to form a pill, and the situation at this moment was naturally difficult.

The strange man had now entered the cave, and his eyes were looking around, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

His thoughts are different from those of Ling Xian back then, as if there is a ready-made cave mansion, and he can save a lot of trouble and investigate one by one.

Sense the other person's movements. Ling Xian was overjoyed in his heart.

For him, time is extremely precious now, even if there are a few more breaths, the condensation of the golden pill can also have a few more chances, so Ling Xian took this opportunity to work hard.

However, the whirlpool absorbed the entire Dan Lake. With a diameter of more than ten zhang, the momentum is incomparably majestic, and to compress it into a golden pill the size of a dragon's eye, just thinking about it, you can understand how difficult it is to do this.

If it is a normal knot, the whole process will take months, and there are even people. It will take years, this is not nonsense, and the second process of knotting Dan was originally the most time-consuming.

However, at this moment, Ling Xian was facing a situation at a critical moment.

I was extremely depressed in my heart, and if I changed to a monk, I would face such a situation, and most of them would have to give up. But Ling Xian ...... But he was unwilling.

What about the hardship?

If you don't give it a try, how do you know. You can't do it yourself.

Thinking of this, Ling Xian released all his divine thoughts, and this process of compressing the vortex was originally very related to his divine sense.

It stands to reason that there should be a lot of certainty, but at this moment. Time is running out.

Even if Ling Xian's divine sense was far superior to that of an immortal cultivator of the same level, even if Ling Xian's divine sense was so powerful that even a Jindan cultivator could not reach it, so what?

At this time, I want to make a huge whirlpool. Compressed into a small golden pill, it is too difficult.

Ling Xian sat there cross-legged, motionless on the surface, but in fact, he had done his best to release every bit of divine consciousness without reservation, and even had already overdrawn.

And the result of the overdraft is a headache, as if there is a steel knife stirring in the sea.

The unspeakable pain was unbearable for ordinary people, but Ling Xian turned a blind eye, in order to exercise his divine sense, he used ground fire to temper, all kinds of pain, he had long been used to it, and in front of him, it was not yet the limit of what he could endure.

The opportunity that was finally there, what did Ling Xian say, he was unwilling to give up, the path of cultivation was originally to go against the sky, and he wanted to make the impossible possible.

This kind of mind is really amazing, but in front of us, there is no time.

On the other side, that day the Strange Ancestor had already come to the door of the practice room.

Seeing that the stone door was closed, he stroked his forehead with his hand, and his face showed a hint of playfulness, the other party still closed the door in this situation, obviously not because he was cowardly, but because of a coincidence, he had just cultivated to the critical moment when he couldn't interrupt.

In other words, it is almost impossible for the other party to fight back.

Luck was just too good.

The face of the Heavenly Monster Ancestor showed a hint of cruelty.

In this case, he will not feel that he will not win, on the contrary, the other party's inability to struggle is the situation he is most happy to see.

Especially in the current situation, the other party must feel very aggrieved, and when he thinks of this, his heart is extremely happy.

Who let him be coincidental, but at this time, when his cultivation reached a critical moment, in this way, he naturally deserved to be unlucky.

"Hey......

As a sneer came to his ears, he raised his hand, and suddenly he reached out and pressed it on the top of the stone door.

Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling sound, and the seemingly hard stone gate shattered in an instant, turning into a pile of rubble and falling away.

Smoke and dust flew, and Ling Xian's figure appeared behind the stone gate.

Looking at Ling Xian's young face, the strange man was stunned at first, after all, there were really not many spells that were suitable for male monks and could stay in the face.

Soon, he was relieved and focused his gaze on Ling Xian's cultivation.

"The foundation building period is complete...... No, you, you're in Yudan?"

The strange man's face was full of horror, and then, he laughed, looking at Ling Xian's expression was full of unkindness, and it could even be said that it had a resentful color.

That's right, it's resentment, this sounds very weird, Ling Xian has no grievances with him in the past, and he has no enmity in the near future, before today, he has never seen it at all, in this case, what does he resent Ling Xian for?

For no reason!

But the things of the immortal realm can be used as common sense.

He hated Ling Xian because of jealousy.

That's right, it's jealousy, this Heavenly Monster Ancestor, it has been many years since he entered the late stage of foundation building, and deep down in his own heart, he doesn't know what qualifications he has to be a monk who has survived a heavenly tribulation, calling himself an ancestor.

The reason why he is called this is because he wants to get married, and he has already thought of the point where he is about to go crazy.

But the immortal road is difficult, he has tried countless times, but he always can't get married.

Failure, failure, failure.

The continuous blows have made his confidence extremely low, and this guy is originally narrow-minded and has a strange temper, so the most jealous thing is that others are married.

At this moment, he saw that Ling Xian was young, and he had reached the point where he wanted to condense the golden pill, and the jealousy in his heart, the resentment in his heart, that was conceivable.

However, what made him even happier was that the other party was obviously at the most critical moment, wouldn't this be God helping me.

"Hehe, Tianjiao, talent, the life of this ancestor, what I hate the most is you people with outstanding qualifications, at a young age, you want Jindan, fortunately it falls into my hands, I want you to survive, you can't die." The strange man's cold voice reached his ears. (To be continued.) )