The only way

Cracks appeared on the flawless translucent golden core.

The shattering of the golden core, severe pain swept the whole body like overwhelming.

It was a pain that went deep into the sea of ​​consciousness.

A blush color appeared on Lingchu's white and flawless face, and the bean-sized cold sweat rolled down on his forehead, and was evaporated in an instant.

Dai's eyebrows, which looked like a distant mountain, furrowed fiercely, and her lips faded from their redness and turned pale.

The body trembled slightly, but quickly stabilized.

There was a desperate ferocity in the frowning brows.

The spiritual consciousness surged wildly, continuously impacting the golden core with spiritual power.

There are more and more cracks on the perfectly round golden elixir, and the glass-like color has dimmed.

Another blow.

Click!

The golden core shattered suddenly!

A violent fluctuation of spiritual power formed in the quiet room, and the originally flawless golden core turned into broken pieces.

Lingchu's face suddenly turned pale, and he let out a muffled groan, and the moment his dantian was broken was in severe pain, it was not easy.

The formation in the quiet room began to operate with a bang, and the elixir he took also flowed between the meridians, slowly relieving the severe pain.

And in Lingchu's body, a clear and spiritual energy from himself also slowly flowed, making Lingchu's face gradually calm down.

With peace of mind, the huge spiritual power was transferred by Lingchu's spiritual consciousness, and squeezed at the dantian little by little.

With the passage of time, at the place where the dantian was originally shattered, a palm-sized silhouette of a baby glowing with light gradually emerged.

It's just like floating fluff in the wind temporarily, fluttering like nothingness.

Now it is the most important step for the broken pill to become a baby. Lingchu is not in a hurry, but calms down and slowly condenses his own nascent baby.

Little by little, let this Nascent Soul condense into substance.

Time seems to have passed 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 wholeheartedly.

And her Nascent Soul finally lived up to expectations.

The original nascent nascent infant, who was like a fleeting image, now has a vague sense of solidification, white and tender like a newborn baby, with immature and delicate facial features.

Curled up in the original position of Dantian Jindan, clenched his fists with both hands, closed his eyes, and silently opened his pink mouth.

Slowly, the baby's long eyelashes trembled, and the pitch-black eyes that looked like stars suddenly emerged.

A powerful coercion that belonged to the Yuanying realm spread.

In the year 880 of the Tianyuan calendar, Yu Taiwei, the Taoist sect of the Sanqing Dynasty, was promoted to Yuanying.

Unprecedented strong spiritual power filled Lingchu's body, and he seemed to have the ability to open up the world with every gesture.

After breaking through the pass, the master stood on the bluestone by the pool, his eyes full of relief.

He Zhaoyun and Li Xianxian, who were guarding outside the secret realm, were also full of joy, congratulating Lingchu's promotion.

The Dao Sect of the Sanqing added a young Nascent Soul True Monarch, and the whole world celebrated together in the whole sect, inviting colleagues from all over the world to hold a grand Nascent Soul feast.

It has only been a few years since the baby was born, and the demons from the West Land invaded the East Land as expected.

It's just that Donglu has already made preparations. The invasion of the demons is like a child's play, but it was resolved by Donglu's immortal sects in an instant.

The demons came with a lot of fire, but they left in embarrassment, losing troops and generals, and were defeated.

Lingchu also shined brilliantly in this demonic rebellion, beheading countless demonic tribes and achieving great prestige.

In the following decades, from time to time in the Eastern Land, a small force of the Western Land Demon Race came to harass and harass everywhere, and the immortal sects sent disciples to sit around.

Lingchu, as Yuanying Zhenjun, is also guarding one side.

In just a few decades, the middle stage of Nascent Soul was achieved in the midst of fighting.

Fighting one after another, the battle between immortals and demons that lasted nearly a hundred years finally came to an end.

At that time, Lingchu had also reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.

After the demons were completely defeated, Lingchu began to travel around.

Another hundred years later, Lingchu had a chance and successfully broke through to the realm of transforming spirits, becoming the youngest cultivator of transforming spirits in the Sanqing Dao Sect.

Hundred years after hundreds of years, year after year often circulates.

Lingchu's cultivation path can be regarded as smooth, and now he is the first monk on the Eastern Continent to ascend to the ascension.

Countless monks gathered in Sanqing Daozong, wanting to look up at her figure, and also want to see the scene of ascension that has not appeared in thousands of years.

Standing on the top of Taiqing Mountain, Lingchu faintly looked at the clusters of peaks under his feet, as well as the faces full of admiration and yearning.

The spiritual power in the body is unprecedentedly powerful, as if it is inexhaustible, and it can affect the whole world with a single raise of a hand and a throw of a foot.

It was as if the world was under her control.

It's really... a mind-swinging strength.

Lingchu smiled slightly, said nothing, did nothing.

Just so quietly, closing his eyes.

It's a pity that all these are flowers in the water and the moon in the mirror.

Click!

The world in front of me was like a broken golden core, which shattered into endless smoke and dust in an instant.

Her all-powerful strength also faded away like a tide, and the sense of helplessness and fear of retreating strength flooded her mind in an instant.

The nine-section Buddha Heart sandalwood is surrounded by green smoke, which is contaminated with the Buddha incense in the room.

It also smoothed the wrinkles between Lingchu's brows.

As if breaking free from the shackles, the still somewhat illusory Nascent Soul in the dantian burst into light at the moment when the consciousness of the soul awakened.

The baby who looked like a jade carved in powder opened his eyes, a green lotus-like pattern was looming between his brows, and the bottom of his eyes was filled with endless indifference and tranquility.

Rumble!
Sanqing Daozong, which is like a fairy mountain and blessed land, is cloudless for thousands of miles, and the sky is the same color. Suddenly, a storm gathers, countless clouds are densely covered, and the heavy coercion permeates the sky of Sanqing Daozong.

At the same time, thick clouds of robbery began to cover the sky above the secret realm.

True Venerable Jiuyuan, who bent his knees to fish, 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 catastrophe is left.

Thunder Tribulation!
There is a thunder snake surging in the calamity cloud, and the coercion from the heaven and the earth is gathering bit by bit.

And Lingchu, who was in the middle of the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, was just waking up from a big dream, and slowly opened his eyes following the movements of Yuanying in his dantian.

The big dream has not been realized, and three thousand have passed.

The vicissitudes of life in a blink of an eye, the big dream in a blink of an eye, the unevenness between the ups and downs made Lingchu's spiritual consciousness blur for a moment.

However, in the next moment, Lingchu let out a long breath, closed and opened his eyes, and the clarity of his eyes appeared again.

Before that Nascent Soul was successful, the demons were defeated, turned into a god, and the ascension was in sight.

It is not only her inner demon, but also the direction of her heart!
Looking up at the sky, she could only see the roof of the quiet room, but the coercion of the thunder that locked her firmly made her hairs stand on end, and her consciousness was full of dangers.

Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, the last step of baby formation!
Only the Nascent Soul that has been tempered by Tianlei is the real Nascent Soul, and only the monks who have survived this catastrophe are the real Nascent Soul monks.

Two days of hanging the bottle, two days of injections, three days of taking medicine, not to mention the whole person is in a trance, feeling not in a good state, today I will write a chapter first