Mortal Cultivator

"Ahem..."

Wang Lu, who was laughing, suddenly coughed up a few strands of blood, obviously he was shocked by the extreme laws of the deep sea.

Without practicing anymore, Wang Lu flew upwards, ready to return to the island first. He had to refine some pills before he could come back to continue practicing.

...

Inside the cave.

Wang Lu took out the herbs one by one, and he began to prepare the recipe again.

Finally, he took out more than a dozen high-level herbs, all of which were above grade 7. Among them, a lotus root was the most obvious, which was the lotus root of the soul lotus.

This time he improved the small recovery pill. Now the pills he cultivated are not only of high grade, but also have a year of more than a thousand years. The soul lotus root is an excellent medicinal material that takes ten thousand years to grow.

He took out the pill furnace and started to refine the pill as usual.

The fluttering flames jumped onto the pill furnace and instantly wrapped the furnace body. The furnace temperature rose wildly and reached what Wang Lu needed in a moment.

He opened the furnace cover and put the herbs in one by one. After they were melted into the liquid medicine one by one, a lotus root was finally put in by Wang Lu.

The liquid medicine in the furnace wrapped the lotus root and eventually turned into a ball of pure essence. Under the scorching fire, the incompatible medicinal power turned into medicine residue and sank into the furnace.

Soon it came to the second step. The essence of the liquid medicine rolled and rotated under the action of Wang Lu's huge consciousness, slowly separated and turned into ten equal parts.

An hour later.

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"Get up!"

A pill-making formula was cast, and the furnace cover flew up and down to the side.

Ten round pills fell into Wang Lu's hands, each of which was comparable to the best in the world, and all of them were top-notch.

Seeing that the pills came out of the furnace normally, Wang Lu did not hesitate and mixed another portion, and took a small recovery pill that had just been refined.

No, it should be called a large recovery pill, because this pill not only has amazing medicinal effects, but also has reached the tenth grade.

After taking the pill, the effect was extremely fast. The blood and qi that had been damaged by the previous body refining were instantly replenished, and even slowly increased.

The infant fire was sacrificed again, and another round of alchemy began...

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A month passed, and Wang Lu not only refined the Great Recovery Pill, but also a lot of pills needed for daily cultivation.

Without resting, Wang Lu went straight into the sea again and dived all the way to the bottom of the abyss. His hand was smooth and the boundary stick was held in his hand. Although he was reluctant, he usually put the boundary stick into the space.

The muscles of his whole body bulged and the magic power surged, and he applied it to the boundary stick again. Before he swung the stick, the sea water was stimulated like boiling water.

"!!!"

Wang Lu held the stick tightly and began to stir up waves on the seabed. A series of dark whirlpools were raised on the seabed. The sticks kept rolling. After one stick was finished, the waves surged back due to the strong pressure, and Wang Lu's mouth was bleeding from the oppression.

Swallowing the Great Recovery Pills one by one, Wang Lu did not stop for a moment, and bravely swept, swept horizontally, and chopped vertically on the seabed, causing the seabed to surge with various undercurrents.

A stick swept across the seabed, bringing up endless mud and sand. Wang Lu actually dug at the bottom of the sea. Finally, it seemed that he reached the bottom. Wang Lu saw a layer of transparent barrier, and the seabed seemed to have another starry sky, dazzling and bright.

The twinkling stars made Wang Lu a little dazed, as if he had forgotten that he was still in the abyss.

After a long time, Wang Lu gradually came back to his senses, "Is this the outside world? So beautiful!"

The stars outside were so dazzling, each star emitted boundless light, as if it was brighter than anyone else. It was the light transformed by the power of heaven, the heavenly way that belonged to these stars.

Exhaling a breath of air, Wang Lu began his boundless practice again. The boundary stick was like nothing in his hand, but every time he swung it, it brought up raging waves.

A year later, he had cleared a large area of ​​the seabed. The abyss under his feet was as transparent as a mirror, and outside the mirror was a dust-free starry sky, illuminating the seabed, as if it was comparable to the sky on the sea surface.

The water ripples, the azure light radiates, forming a beautiful landscape under the sea.

The blue light shines on Wang Lu's flesh, reflecting a piece of black steel-like skin. Wang Lu seems to be entering a new realm. His flesh is difficult to be shaken under such a violent wave.

Finally, Wang Lu swings a stick, and feels that his flesh has not changed at all, so he stops practicing.

His flesh has also reached the critical point. Just like the need for a spirit pill to transform into a god, his flesh also needs an opportunity.

An opportunity for incarnation.

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Back on the island, Wang Lu began to regulate his breath. He has reached the critical point and can break through the spirit at any time.

A month later, Wang Lu's breath has been extremely stable. He is covered with spirit stones all over his body. This is his entire belongings, almost all of which are obtained from the relics of the spirit cultivators.

The top-grade spirit stones add up to tens of thousands. The reason why so many spirit stones are needed is because of the space. Every time the space is upgraded, it will take the opportunity to absorb spiritual energy.

Wang Lu took out a pill of Concentration Pill and swallowed it directly.

As soon as the pill entered his stomach, it was like tearing his flesh, making his whole body tremble. Even though he had experienced many kinds of trials, he was still in great pain. The Concentration Pill seemed to squeeze out all the remaining soul in his body.

The medicinal power was strong and fierce. Wang Lu's body was tempered over and over again. At this moment, there was no trace of soul breath.

If the Nascent Soul escaped, it would be left with a hard body without any breath.

The effect of the Concentration Pill was only 10%, and the remaining nine layers were exerted at this time. The medicinal power of the Concentration Pill rushed into the blood-colored Nascent Soul, and it rotated rapidly in the Nascent Soul like a gravity ball.

His Nascent Soul seemed to be torn into powder, but every time it was about to break, the Concentrated Spirit Pill would release a burst of medicinal power to repair the Nascent Soul, and this cycle repeated again and again.

The spirit stones around Wang Lu were also pulled by this force, and a large amount of spiritual energy poured into his body. If it were an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, he would have been burst by this spiritual energy.

Fortunately, Wang Lu's body had reached the point where he could resist a Nascent Soul cultivator without getting hurt, and his body was about to break through.

The Nascent Soul solidified bit by bit, and the sky began to gather clouds of calamity, and the transformation of the spirit officially began.

Rumble---

The calamity clouds had not yet fully formed, and the thunder calamity seemed to be impatient to strike down.

A stick of incense passed.

"Boom--"

A purple divine thunder descended.

Wang Lu's Nascent Soul had been completely solidified, and the calamity thunder also descended in an instant, striking Wang Lu's Nascent Soul.