Bai Xiaochun's eyes opened and closed suddenly, and a brilliant light flashed by. The light was shining, like lightning in the dark night, and even caused invisible fluctuations around it.
A strong power of cultivation is constantly erupting in Bai Xiaochun's body, affecting the sky, but also in his body meridians, like ocean waves, constantly whizzing past.
When it finally spreads throughout the body, it circulates fiercely, merges into the spirit sea in the body, and disappears in the first six layers of crystals. The first six layers of crystal sea seem to be strong enough to withstand the force of a thousand yuan, and let this vigorous cultivation base The force of the impact, also stood still.
The roaring sound cannot be heard by outsiders. It only echoes in Bai Xiaochun’s mind, as if returning to the tide of the abyss of the meteor sword. Bai Xiaochun breathes evenly, feeling the explosion of the cultivation level in his body, which is stronger than before. Several times the sense of power.
"Building the foundation, later stage!" Bai Xiaochun raised his head and laughed, his expression exhilarated, and even more excited. He felt that after he stepped into the foundation building, his hard work had paid off at this moment.
"From then on, I, Bai Xiaochun, in the early stage of foundation building, will surely sweep away. Whoever dared to provoke me in the early stage of foundation building, I will slap it over and make him scream!" He heard the sound of Ka Ka, and behind him, there was a third... Sky Demon Body! !
The sky outside the cave mansion was originally constantly spinning, and there was sky thunder rolling, and now, at the moment Bai Xiaochun got up, a sky demon body suddenly appeared in the whirlpool, and then beside it, the second and third sky demon. The body also turned out accordingly.
After the appearance of the three incomparably tall sky demon bodies, immediately caused the cultivators of the Lingxi Sect stationed here to exclaim and lose their voices.
"what is that!"
"This... how does this look like a Dhamma!!"
"Oh my God, what kind of exercises does Uncle Bai practice on earth!"
There were a lot of exclamations from the Blood Stream Sect, but compared to the Lingxi Sect, because of the lack of Zefeng's body refining, the cultivators of the Blood Stream Sect had more guesses.
"Shao Zefeng's method of refining the body! This is the sky demon body!"
"Night Burial... deserves to be the blood master, in this method of body refining, it has reached such a level, the next step... should be the blood evil body!"
On the two peaks, the ancestors of the Song family showed strange light, and Zhenren Tiemu also had deep eyes. At this moment, they were all shaken by the three heavenly demon bodies in the sky.
"Bang'er's Sky Demon Body, seems to be very different from Shao Zefeng..." After a long time, the Song family ancestor slowly spoke, Tie Mu Zhenren thoughtfully, the two looked at each other, and they stopped talking.
Inside the cave, Bai Xiaochun laughed. He was extremely excited at the moment, feeling the explosion of his physical power, and he felt that he was so happy.
"How could this happen? The pill given to me by my adoptive father and ancestor Tiemu shouldn't be enough to support my cultivation to this level, could it be..."
"Could it be that after I was injured, I stimulated some potential that I didn't know about, hahaha, it must be like this!" Bai Xiaochun danced, feeling that this moment of himself is really too powerful.
"No, I can't be proud. I still need to work hard. After the foundation is built, my goal is to complete the foundation of the nine-layered spirit sea. Once the completion, I can attack... the golden core!!! "When Bai Xiaochun thought of the Golden Core Realm, she couldn't help but breathe quickly, her eyes flashing.
"I heard that if you can get a golden pill, you can also increase your lifespan by at least five hundred years... Five hundred years... If I succeed, I can live for a thousand years!!" Bai Xiaochun clenched his fist, his eyes showed madness, thinking of himself It is possible to live for a thousand years, and he will be uncontrollable with excitement, full of excitement.
"There is also the second volume of my undead scroll. I have completed the ancient elephant body, the wild ghost body, and the sky demon body. Next, I will gather more sky demon bodies to carry out... It is the Shura body, if the Shura body is also completed. , Then you can step towards... the ultimate of the second volume of the Immortal, the Immortal Vajra Body!!" Bai Xiaochun slapped his chest fiercely, laughing out of the cave, going to see how powerful he really is at this moment.
But as soon as he walked a few steps, his expression suddenly changed. With his cultivation base at the moment, he clearly felt that outside the cave, two Changhongs were coming quickly, and it was Song Junwan and Hou Xiaomei inside.
Obviously, he noticed that Bai Xiaochun's cultivation base had broken through here, and the retreat was over, so he had to come and visit.
Thinking of the horrible scene of the two girls appearing at the same time, Bai Xiaochun's face instantly paled. When he was anxious, she suddenly slapped her chest, her face was pale, her body was shaky, and she pretended to be weak. After leaving the cave, Song Junwan and Hou Xiaomei were already As they approached quickly, when the two met, they were about to ridicule each other, but after seeing Bai Xiaochun's weak appearance, their complexion suddenly changed, forgetting the quarrel, and quickly stepped forward.
"Brother Xiaochun, what's wrong with you!"
"Night burial, what's going on? Didn't it go well just now." Hou Xiaomei and Song Junwan shook their hearts and held Bai Xiaochun to prevent him from going out of the cave and back to Shi**.
Whispering softly, revealing the gentleness that made Bai Xiaochun remember, it is rare that there was no quarrel, and Bai Xiaochun was finally relieved when he watched.
"Maybe it's just because I lost my breath at the end just now. I'll just take a rest." Bai Xiaochun coughed a few times and spoke weakly. Under the service of the second woman, she lay down and slowly closed her eyes to rest.
Little Sister Hou and Song Junwan knew that Bai Xiaochun needed to rest, and walked away lightly after a while until they left. Bai Xiaochun's eyes suddenly opened and she let out a long sigh. At this moment, there is not much left of the joy of breaking through the previous cultivation base, and their expressions are gloomy and worried.
"What to do..." Bai Xiaochun frowned, feeling that this day could not be passed... After thinking about it for a long time, he wondered whether he should continue to be weak.
Time passed, and another half month passed quickly. Bai Xiaochun couldn't keep pretending to be weak, so he could only make his complexion gradually improve. Moreover, in the past few days, Song Junwan seemed to have noticed Bai Xiaochun’s pretending to be sick. Although Xiaomei Hou was innocent, but But not stupid, sometimes when looking at Bai Xiaochun, he is also suspicious.
Bai Xiaochun's heart trembled in fright. He felt that such a life was too painful. He even wondered whether to go to the battlefield, but he hesitated when he thought of life and death on the battlefield.
"It's nothing, I think it can be tolerated, or what other way..." Bai Xiaochun grabbed his hair, and was thinking about another way, suddenly his expression changed, and he quickly pretended to be sluggish.
Soon after his wilting appearance appeared, outside the cave, Xiaomei Hou and Song Junwan came again...
"Brother Xiaochun, it's not good for you to always stay in the cave like this, I'll accompany you out for a walk." Hou Xiaomei said gently, with tenderness in her eyes.
"That..." Bai Xiaochun hesitated.
"Night burial, monk of my generation, this injury is not a big deal, let's go, walk around here in the Luochen Mountain Range, after the vitality is activated, the recovery will be quicker." Song Junwan smiled, stepped forward and held Bai Xiaochun's left hand. , Xiaomei Hou glared, and the unconvinced stepped forward and held Bai Xiaochun's right hand.
Bai Xiaochun was dumbfounded, and could not tolerate him to speak or refuse. Song Junwan and Hou Xiaomei directly held him up... and left the cave.
For a few steps, his feet were off the ground... It was like a death row prisoner who was about to be sent to the execution ground. On both sides of his body, when the two women looked at each other, the murderous aura caused Bai Xiaochun's forehead to sweat and he wanted to cry without tears. .
At this moment, it was early in the morning, and the surrounding Luochen Mountains were filled with mist, emitting a bright light in the early sun. It was very beautiful. After Bai Xiaochun was framed and walked out of the cave, many monks stationed here saw them, all of them. With sympathy in his eyes, he quickly avoided.
Bai Xiaochun opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but soon shut up. He felt that he could not speak, otherwise, he would have more headaches, so he gritted his teeth and wondered that he was just taking a stroll. It should be... okay.
When I was thinking about it, there was a flying bird flying by in the sky, among the clouds. The bird was red all over, with a graceful posture, and very beautiful. When it flew by, a long rainbow was drawn, and sometimes it made a crisp neigh.
"Look at the night burial, it is a bloody bird." Song Junwan was aside, and she was immediately surprised when she saw the bird in the sky.
"My blood stream sect's blood spirit bird, I didn't expect to have it here. When I was in Zhongfeng, my favorite was the blood spirit bird."
Bai Xiaochun raised his head and looked at the bird in the sky. When he was about to nod, suddenly, a murderous intent broke out in the direction where Little Sister Hou was beside him, and a voice of dissatisfaction came out.
"What blood bird, this is clearly the iris bird of our Lingxi Sect!"
Song Junwan immediately glared at Hou Xiaomei. Unwilling to show weakness, Hou Xiaomei glared at Song Junwan with her small chest.
Bai Xiaochun was caught in the middle. At this moment, his forehead was beginning to sweat. He faintly felt that the development of the matter would soon make his head bigger... Before he could think of a way, Song Junwan suddenly smiled, charming and charming, and his eyes were like autumn water. He glanced at Bai Xiaochun.
"Night burial, you said, is that bird a blood spirit or an iris?"
Not to be outdone, Xiaomei Hou took Bai Xiaochun's arm with a pitiful face, misty eyes, and asked softly, begging.
"Brother Xiaochun, tell this auntie that this is an iris bird." (To be continued.)