The golden elixir is an important threshold for cultivating the truth. Many low-level cultivation practices will never be able to escape the path for their entire lives. In the end, they will die with their lives. In the sky, a golden elixir cultivation is a strong man. The Piaomiao Taoist of the Qixuan Sect is just a realm of virtual elixir. If the Piaomiao Taoist is condensed into solid elixir, he is afraid that he can walk sideways in this sky. Zhang Hao will definitely not be so relaxed when he is watching the ghost.

Gold is a strong and permanent object; elixir is a perfect and unbreakable thing; only when a cultivator is clear in nature can he condense the shadow of the golden elixir in the sea of ​​consciousness, and as the cultivation level improves, he turns virtual into real, forming a golden elixir, opening a door for cultivation.

From a certain perspective, Zhang Hao's behavior of robbing others is contrary to the nature of the cultivator.

But he is not a person in this world, and his thoughts are naturally different. Since the strong people in this world are respected, whoever has the biggest fist is the master, then he will tell him that this move is to do whatever he wants. Why are the bullshit righteousness and ethics all the rags used by hypocrites to cover up their shameless means worthless.

So he had no burden in his heart.

The path of the great way of cultivators is so difficult and dangerous. They steal yin and yang, seize fortune, and escape from the cycle of life and death. They all enter the heavenly way and ascend to the immortal world in order to transcend the ordinary and become a saint.

The jungle law of victory and defeat is equally cruel in this world. If you pay attention to be kind and righteous, you will have no way to die.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hao had no burden in his heart, and he formed seals with his hands and concentrated and calmed down.

The nine-colored spiritual energy rushed out from the sky gate above the head, wrapping the golden elixir floating above the head. The golden elixir was wrapped in the nine-colored spiritual energy, as if it was wrapped in a boiling boiling water, gradually shrinking, and suddenly sank into Zhang Hao's sea of ​​consciousness.

Li Mubai, who was fighting with Dao Chi, suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

Dao Chi held a golden roulette in his hand, stood with his hands clasped, restraining his spiritual power in his body.

Li Mubai took out a brocade box from his arms, opened the lid, and saw a gray little Qianhe in the box suddenly vibrated his wings and flew a few times before it started to ignite.

Seeing the little Qianhe flying out of the brocade box suddenly turned into ashes, Li Mubai's face suddenly became even more gloomy. The little Qianhe with this characteristic was secretly handed over to him by the left thorn, with his natal essence and blood attached to it. As long as he released a wisp of spiritual consciousness within a range of thousands of miles, he could sense it immediately. At this moment, the little Qianhe suddenly spontaneously ignited and turned into ashes, indicating that the left thorn had died and disappeared.

People who practice cultivation do not regard life and death very seriously as ordinary people, but the left priest is Li Mubai's personal servant since childhood. The death of the left priest shows more contempt for the little evil god Li Mubai, and this contempt makes him feel more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Who is it? Who killed Uncle Zuo! If I know who killed Uncle Zuo, I must poke him to ashes and refine his soul into a corpse spirit."

Li Mubai cursed in a low voice and turned around and looked at the crazily, saying, "You traitor from Diyuan Pavilion, today I will take your dog's life to sacrifice to my Uncle Zuo's soul!"

After saying that! A vertical eye suddenly appeared in his eyes, and gray smoke floated out of the vertical eye, and thousands of dead aura shot out from the vertical eye.

When Dao Chi saw it, he hurriedly took a few steps back and jumped away.

The little evil god was extremely sad and angry at this moment. How could he let him escape and curse, "Old thief, don't run away!"

The dead energy surged from the erect eyes. In the void where Taoist cynical stood, there was a sudden ghost energy and ghosts spread everywhere!

I saw a piece of gray robe in the void falling from the void, and Dao Chi had escaped without a trace.

Dao Chi used the technique of covering the sky, quietly avoiding the attack of the little evil god's Nether Eye Eye, and cursed in his heart.

"Unfortunate!" The little evil god blamed all the deaths of the left thorn on his head. This must be a strategy used by a cultivator. If he fought with the little evil god snipe and clam, the person who secretly provoked trouble would definitely benefit the fisherman, and he would not let him get what he wanted.

The little evil god Li Mubai immediately fled without a trace when he saw Dao Chi. He used several search magic tricks in succession but did not find any trace of the old thing, and he became even more angry.

He thought for a moment and thought of a possibility that the Taoist Dao Chi and Piaomiao Taoist might have secretly joined forces and murdered Uncle Zuo together.

Thinking of this, the little evil god Li Mubai suddenly took something out of his arms and threw it into the air.

Zhang Hao didn't know anything that happened in the sky. He used the Star Qi Practice and refine the golden elixir in the sea of ​​consciousness with all his strength.

The tides surged in the sea of ​​consciousness, and golden light emerged.

Seven days passed without realizing it.

A phantom of golden elixir appeared in Zhang Hao's sea of ​​consciousness. As the spiritual power injected into it became more and more solid, a strange phenomenon of heaven and earth appeared in the void above his head.

Over the Tianyuan Canyon, only the sound of bells and drums were heard from the void.

The blue sky is rendered in magnificent colors.

Countless golden giants looked at their heads from the sky, and spoke in strange singing styles.

The sound of Buddha, the Taoist Scripture, and the sound of dragon roars of the Tianlong clan.

Various great laws fell from the void.

The silver naeks around Zhang Hao also shared some of the essence of the laws of the Great Dao. The silver swimmers seemed to be coated with a layer of gold on their backs, which looked particularly weird.

The power of the body gradually rose, and the spiritual power in the body jumped rapidly in the body like boiling boiling water.

The power of twenty cauldrons, twenty-one cauldrons... The power of twenty-seven cauldrons gradually broke through the power of the thirty cauldrons, and the growth rate gradually stopped.

Ordinary cultivation has just entered the early stage of the Golden Pill, and the physical strength will never break through the power of the twenty-one cauldrons. Because most of the cultivators who have just cultivated into the Golden Pill have not practiced the supernatural power of blessing power, so the power of the ** will not exceed the 21 cauldrons, or 2,100 kilograms of power. But if a cultivator practices some kind of magical power that can make the physical strength powerful, he can break through this power.

But at this moment, Zhang Hao broke the iron rule and the initial physical strength of the Golden Pill exceeded thirty cauldrons.

Countless laws of the great way were quietly absorbed by Zhang Hao into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The Tongtian Tower in the body appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, slowly rotating, receiving the baptism of the laws of the Great Dao. The Tongtian Tower is Zhang Hao's natal magic weapon. Every time Zhang Hao improves his cultivation, it will benefit a lot. Although it is now in ruins, if it can be repaired, it is an extremely heaven-defying magic weapon.

After accepting many laws of heaven, Zhang Hao's consciousness, the Void Pill in the sea of ​​consciousness finally condensed into a solid pill. As soon as the solid pill was condensed into a shape, a clear sound like a dragon roar was made in the golden pill.

The phantom of the soul energy condensed in the sea of ​​consciousness, which had been sitting upright in the sea of ​​consciousness, seemed to have found a place to settle down, turned into a ball of light and shadow, and flew into the golden elixir.

The soul fell into the golden elixir and sat down. A trace of the mouth, nose, eyes, earlobes, and phantom appeared on the illusory face.

Although it is just a phantom, it makes this soul much more real.

Zhang Hao's spiritual consciousness spread wildly around him, and all movements within a radius of hundreds of miles were controlled by his spiritual consciousness.

A little river turtle was quietly poking out his little head from a reef.

Behind the little river turtle is a green snake about three feet long hidden in the algae at the bottom of the water.

Groups of bees on the cliff are buzzing with their wings.

The rhythm of the wind and the fragrance of the grass all made Zhang Hao's spiritual sense feel.

Zhang Hao quietly withdrew his spiritual sense, and the silver naeks around him sent a series of joyful messages.

Feeling the tens of thousands of messages around me, I was shocked.

These silvernails were baptized by the laws of heaven when they formed the golden elixir and seemed to have become much more agile. Moreover, these silvernails were distributed everywhere at the bottom of the Tianyuan River. How great would it be if they were asked to be spies at the bottom of the river to collect information.

Zhang Hao thought about it and passed his spiritual thoughts to the leading silver naek. After hearing Zhang Hao's spiritual thoughts, the silver naek swam around Zhang Hao, expressed his gratitude and swam far away. The remaining silver naek also swam around Zhang Hao, and also scattered and wandered far away.

~~~~~Collect, collect, it is very necessary. Those who read books must remember to collect this book. Fire here to thank all fellow Taoists.
Chapter completed!