Light the incense stick to the old man.

Worship the soul flag again.

Then the inner energy is transported into the Zunhun Banner through the meridians of the palm.

After swallowing a Yinhun pill, Old Man Xiang indeed became stronger.

He desperately hopes to get the second one.

Since the baby needs internal energy, then deliver the internal energy.

Until all the energy in the body is consumed.

The black flag spit out another black bead the size of an egg.

The old man carefully held it in his hand.

This undoubtedly strengthened his idea that the baby can indeed bring out the treasures of heaven and earth that increase people's strength.

The prerequisite for all this is inner energy.

"Not bad, very good."

Tushanjun was very satisfied with the old man Xiang's understanding.

If this continues, when the magic power is enough, Tushanjun will be able to use the dream spell to pull the old man into the dream.

Cook and eat.

The herbs that I usually hate to eat are also boiled.

Old Man Xiang looked in a daze as he looked at the medicines he had made to replenish qi and blood.

These books are all designed to lay a solid foundation for Xiang Wen.

It's no longer useful now.

My energy and blood were replenished, I ate again, and I gained strength.

When the inner energy recovers a little, burn the fire and sit cross-legged on the kang with five hearts facing the sky.

He took the Yinhun Pill to the old man again.

The piercing chill cuts through the heart and bones.

It seems to be able to freeze human flesh and blood directly into ice cubes.

The steam from the heated kang is steaming and will surround the old man.

Hot and cold interact, neutralize each other, and use the martial arts skills passed down from his family to the old man.

Internal Qi surges along the meridians.

The unknown pure power is integrated into the meridians, precipitating into the Dantian and turning into internal energy.

Old man Xiang did not faint.

He withstood the erosion of the Yinhun Pill.

The internal Qi in Dantian is growing visibly to the naked eye.

The inner Qi feeds back into the body, warming and nourishing the underlying disease while strengthening the body.

The newly added strength was directly integrated into the internal organs.

"boom!"

The old man felt like he had opened a door.

That door that I have yet to enter.

Zang refining realm.

That is, the first-class master in this world.

Two Yin Soul Pills directly allowed a second-rate master who had passed his peak to become a first-rate master and step into Zang refining.

Internal Qi is constantly growing, and the internal organs form a cycle.

The old man opened his eyes fiercely, and his eyes flashed.

Even though there is only one arm left, the body is unusually coordinated, like a precision instrument being mobilized as a whole.

The skin and flesh are tough, the bones and blood are flowing, and the five internal organs are constantly breathing.

"A rare first-rate master in the world, in the realm of visceral refining!"

"It's done."

The old man Xiang didn't feel happy, all this was hard-won.

If there is no belief in revenge, you will freeze to death if you take the black beads for the first time.

His success was all based on the death of his wife and children.

If possible, Old Man Xiang would rather he had never made a breakthrough, as long as his wife and children were safe.

"If I had gotten the power earlier."

The old man Xiang's eyes turned red and he clenched his fists.

If he gains strength early and becomes a master of Zang Realm, even if he gets old, Xiuyiwei will not deprive him of his inheritance, but will have the opportunity to go further.

It's a pity that the most difficult thing to find in the world is if.

Tu Shanjun looked at Old Man Xiang and said nothing.

Cheap sympathy is useless.

It is always difficult for people to realize the role of power.

As everyone knows, it is precisely because of having power that the world around us is beautiful.

Only then will others be kind to you.

To say it's too late is actually not the case.

Because it is difficult for people to obtain power beyond their own cognition.

Tu Shanjun sighed quietly, and his thoughts were surging. It would be great if he had gained strength a long time ago.

It’s useless to think too much.

Tu Shanjun abandons distracting thoughts.

Be prepared to select introductory scriptures.

Now that Old Man Xiang has become a first-class master and his internal energy has greatly increased, he has the opportunity to use the dream-entering technique.

I just don’t know which of the qigong techniques in my hand is suitable for Old Man Xiang.

There is no doubt that Ming Ling Kung is better than other techniques.

However, Ming Ling Gong only has three levels of oral formulas and mental methods. In the future, you will either need to switch to another practice, or you will have to find a complete method.

So, I have to look again.

The words are divided into two parts.

Kill the family in one night, practice one day and one night.

Even though Old Man Xiang has become a master at the Zang-Refining Realm, he still feels tired.

Holding the Zunhun flag, he fell asleep.

"Dream."

The wind and clouds swept over the practice cliff.

Above your head is the blue sky and white sun.

The old man looked stunned.

Standing there at a loss.

Everything is so strange, yet real.

The faint gray mist dissipated, and the torn black robe fluttered in the wind.

The old man Xiang saw a tall figure.

Green face, red eyes.

His expression was scary but solemn.

The long scarlet hair is spread wildly.

The border of the black robe was damaged, as if it had been torn by claws.

strong.

Unparalleled power.

It's like a living ghost king.
To be continued...