On the flawless golden elixir, cracks appeared one after another.
The golden elixir shattered, and severe pain swept through the whole body like an overwhelming force.
It was a pain that went deep into the sea of consciousness.
A blush appeared on Lingchu's flawless white jade face, and a large amount of cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and was evaporated in an instant.
Her dark eyebrows, which looked like distant mountains, frowned fiercely, and her lips lost their rosy color and turned pale.
His body trembled slightly, but quickly stabilized.
There was a desperate ruthlessness between his frowning brows.
Divine consciousness surges crazily, constantly impacting the golden elixir with spiritual power.
There are more and more cracks on the round golden elixir, and the glass-like color has dimmed.
Another blow.
Click!
The golden elixir suddenly shattered!
A violent fluctuation of spiritual power was formed in the quiet room, and the originally flawless golden elixir turned into broken fragments.
Lingchu's face suddenly turned pale, and he let out a muffled groan. The pain at the moment when his dantian was shattered was not easy.
The formations in the quiet room began to work vigorously, and the pills he took also flowed through the meridians, slowly soothing the severe pain.
And within Lingchu's body, a stream of pure spiritual energy originating from himself slowly flowed, making Lingchu's face gradually become calmer.
Calmly calming down, the huge spiritual power was transferred by Lingchu's spiritual consciousness, and was squeezed bit by bit at the Dantian.
As time passed, a palm-sized outline of a baby, glowing with gleaming light, emerged from the originally shattered dantian.
It's just like floating catkins in the wind for a while, fluttering as if nothingness.
Now that it was the most important step to break the pill into a baby, Lingchu was not in a hurry. Instead, he calmed down and slowly condensed his Nascent Soul.
Little by little, this Nascent Soul condenses into substance.
Time seems to have gone far away here.
Lingchu had long forgotten how long she had been conceiving a baby. She only knew that she wanted to condense her own Nascent Soul in detail.
And her Nascent Soul lived up to her expectations after all.
The ethereal Nascent Soul, which was originally like a fleeting glimpse, now has a vague sense of solidity. It is as white and tender as a newborn baby, with immature and delicate facial features.
He curled up in the original position of the Dantian Jindan, clenched his hands into fists, closed his eyes tightly, and opened his pink mouth silently.
Slowly, the baby's long eyelashes trembled, and the dark eyes like stars suddenly appeared.
A powerful pressure belonging to the Nascent Soul realm spread.
In the thirty-six thousand eight hundred and eighty-one year of the Tianyuan calendar, Yu Taiwei, the Taoist sect of the Sanqing Dynasty, was promoted to Nascent Soul.
Unprecedentedly strong spiritual power filled Lingchu's body, and his movements seemed to have the ability to create new worlds.
After breaking through the barrier, the master stood on the bluestone beside the pool, his eyes full of joy.
He Chaoyun and Li Xianxian, who were guarding outside the secret realm, were also full of joy and congratulated Lingchu on his promotion.
The Sanqing Taoist Sect has added a young Nascent Soul Lord, and the entire sect is celebrating with everyone. The sect invites fellow disciples from all over the world to hold a grand Nascent Soul feast.
Only a few years after the birth, the demons from the Western Continent invaded the Eastern Continent as expected.
But the Eastern Continent had already been prepared. The invasion of the demons was like a child's play, but it was instantly resolved by a group of immortal sects in the Eastern Continent.
The demons came with great force, but they fled away, losing their troops and generals, and the army was completely defeated.
Lingchu also shined brightly in this demonic rebellion, killing countless demons and achieving great fame.
In the following decades, small groups of demons from the West Continent came to harass the Eastern Continent from time to time, and each immortal sect sent disciples to guard everywhere.
Lingchu, as the True Lord of Nascent Soul, was also guarding one side.
In just a few decades, he reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul in the midst of fighting.
Fighting one after another, this war between immortals and demons that lasted for nearly a hundred years finally came to an end.
At that time, Lingchu had already reached the late stage of Nascent Soul realm.
After the demons were completely defeated, Lingchu began a life of traveling around.
Another hundred years later, Lingchu had an opportunity and successfully broke through to the realm of god transformation, becoming the youngest god transformation monk of the Sanqing Dao Sect.
Hundreds of years after hundreds of years, the years are constantly changing.
Lingchu's cultivation path has been smooth, and now he is the first monk on the Eastern Continent to ascend.
Countless monks gathered in Sanqing Dao Sect, wanting to admire her figure and see the scene of ascension that had not appeared for thousands of years.
Lingchu stood on the top of Taiqing Mountain, looking calmly at the clusters of peaks at his feet, as well as the faces embodying admiration and yearning.
The spiritual power in the body is unprecedentedly powerful, as if it is inexhaustible and inexhaustible. With a raise of a hand or a move, it can affect the entire world.
It was as if the world was under her control.
It's really... a mind-swaying strength.
Lingchu smiled slightly and said or did nothing.
Just so quietly, eyes closed.
It's a pity that all these are flowers in the water and the moon in the mirror.
Click!
The world in front of him was like a broken golden elixir, instantly shattered into endless smoke and dust.
The strength that was as powerful as the sky and the earth also faded away like a tide, and the feeling of confusion and fear of declining strength filled her mind for an instant.
The green smoke of the nine-section Buddha Heart Sandalwood fills the room with the fragrance of Buddha.
It also smoothed the wrinkles between Lingchu's brows.
As if breaking free from the restraints, the Nascent Soul, which is still somewhat illusory in its Dantian, shines brightly at the moment when its consciousness awakens.
The pink and jade-like baby opened its eyes, a green lotus-like pattern loomed between its eyebrows, and there was endless indifference and tranquility in its eyes.
Boom!
The Sanqing Dao Sect, which is like a fairyland and a blessed land, is cloudless and the sky is uniform in color. Suddenly, storms and clouds gather together. Countless clouds are densely covered, and a heavy pressure fills the sky above the Sanqing Dao Sect.
At the same time, thick clouds of calamity began to gather in the sky above the secret realm.
Zhenzun Jiuyuan, who was fishing on his knees, raised his head, looked at the sky above his head, and smiled.
The broken pill has become a baby, the inner demon has passed, and now, only the last calamity remains.
Thunder disaster!
There are thunder snakes surging in the calamity clouds, and the pressure from heaven and earth is gathering bit by bit.
Lingchu, who was in the center of the thunder tribulation, was waking up from a big dream. Following the movements of the Nascent Soul in his dantian, he slowly opened his eyes.
Before I wake up from the dream, three thousand have passed.
The world has changed in the blink of an eye, and the big dream has become empty in an instant. The difference between the ups and downs makes Lingchu's consciousness momentarily obscure.
However, the next moment, Lingchu let out a long breath, closed and opened his eyes, and the clarity appeared in his eyes again.
Previously, the Nascent Soul was achieved, the demon clan was defeated, the spirit transformation was promising, and the ascension was in sight.
It is not only her inner demon calamity, but also her heart's desire!
Looking up to the sky, she could only see the roof of the quiet room, but the pressure of the thunder that locked her tightly made the hair on her body stand up, and her consciousness was filled with dangers.
Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, the last step to create a baby!
Only the Yuanying that has been tempered by the sky thunder is the real Yuanying, and only the monks who have survived this calamity are the real Yuanying monks.
Two days of hanging bottles, two days of injections, and three days of taking medicine. Needless to say, I was in a trance. I didn’t feel very good. I’ll code a chapter today.
