Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Boom!

After selecting the inheritance entry, Anle's heart trembled and made an extremely dull sound.

In an instant, a stream of scorching heat exploded from my heart.

At first, there was some pain.

But soon, Anle felt a sense of relief he had never felt before.

Every beat of his heart was like a prisoner struggling to break free and tear apart the chains that bound him.

Click... click...

Anle vaguely heard the sound of something breaking.

At the same time, the heart beats stronger and stronger.

The Qi and blood in the body flow like a mighty river without any need to be stimulated.

An extremely vigorous vitality bursts out.

A faint spiritual light emanates from the body surface.

After about half an hour, this transformation slowly came to an end.

Suddenly, Anle felt an itchy throat. He coughed hard twice and coughed up a pool of black bloody phlegm.

Bad smell.

This is also the impurity deposited in his body and heart.

"I've never felt so good before, as if I had become lighter."

Anle moved his body casually for a few times and felt relaxed and comfortable all over.

Then he opened the door and flew into the air.

We came to a remote and uninhabited area outside the town.

In the wilderness, Anle stretched out his legs and ran without reservation, relying only on his body.

Run faster and faster.

It was like flying across the ground. Each step covered a distance of more than ten meters, and a distance of a hundred meters was passed in a breath.

The animals resting in the wild were frightened and trembled.

A casual cultivator who happened to be nearby didn't even see clearly what happened. He only saw a black shadow flash by in his peripheral vision, and was filled with shock and confusion.

"The one who just ran over... was it a person?"

After running for nearly several kilometers, Anle didn't even take a breath and his face looked normal.

He made a silent comparison in his mind.

“It’s noticeably faster, and my endurance has improved.”

"Try the strength again."

Anle randomly picked a hill nearby.

Without using any spiritual power, just the mobilization of his qi and blood, he took a step forward and punched down with all his strength.

boom! ! !

It was like thunder exploding.

The rocks collapsed.

Shocking.

The whole hill was shattered by the punch, leaving a deep pit.

"About 20% more than before, right?"

Anle made a secret estimate.

Then he lowered his head and looked at his fist.

He deliberately did not cover it with ghost armor this time, and the recoil force caused the surface of his fist to be scratched by gravel, causing some blood to flow out and a few minor bone fractures.

But what was visible to the naked eye was that the bloody skin began to heal rapidly with vigorous vitality.

"Is this the effect of [Endless Life]?"

Anle's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Great entry!"

One can imagine the role of such self-healing ability in combat.

It has high attack power, is durable, and can restore health.

To be honest, even Anle himself doesn't want to deal with such an enemy.

Recalling the memories of the interior scene during the deduction, Anle suddenly realized.

“So this is the real use of the inner location.”

Thinking about it now, that filthy shadow was undoubtedly the obstacle and impurity that prevented his heart from continuing to strengthen.

In other words, the manifestation of invisible shackles.

And fighting against it is itself a process of transcending the limitations of the human body.

Even though Anle was defeated in the end, his heart still became much stronger.

Imagine.

Such shadows exist not only in the inner space of the heart.

The same is true for all the organs in the body.

Anle couldn't help but fantasize in his mind.

Just entering the interior once can bring such great benefits.

If I could break all the chains in my body...

"Can I be dozens or even a hundred times stronger than I am now?

Thinking of this, even Anle himself was shocked.

He was excited and talked to himself.

"The future is promising, the future is promising!"

******

The next morning.

It was still daybreak.

Du Fenghua had already arrived at the door of the inn early.

"Aha--"

The shop assistant pushed open the door and yawned.

When he saw Du Fenghua, he immediately teased.

"Brother Du, why are you here so early again today?"

"Are you here to sell your magic weapon again?"

"Exactly."

Du Fenghua remained expressionless, as he had long been accustomed to his fellow servants' teasing.

But when I thought about what I was going to do next, I couldn't help but blush.

He very unskillfully stuffed a low-grade spirit stone into the waiter's hand.

The guy was surprised when he took the spirit stone.

Du Fenghua is a well-known poor guy, stingy and miserly. Why is he so generous today?

Du Fenghua asked in a low voice: "Is the Foundation Establishment Senior who looked like a scholar yesterday still in your store?

The guy looked understood.

"You want to sell him the money-losing item, right?"

"I'm not a money-loser!"

Du Fenghua became a little anxious and started to argue.

“If it were a Foundation Establishment Senior, he would definitely be able to see its extraordinary qualities.”

"Ah, yes, yes, you are right."

For the sake of the spirit stone, the guy was too lazy to argue with him.

"That senior is still here. He even brought an old man back yesterday. I don't know why."

He also said it with good intentions.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you provoke the anger of a foundation-building expert, you might even lose your life."

"I know."

Du Fenghua forced a smile: "It's good that you're still here, it's good that you're still here."

I tried voice typing today, and it felt... a bit weird, and not very efficient.

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Chapter 113 Are you teaching me how to do something?

The door of the inn.

The clerk came back into the store to work. Du Fenghua lowered her head and carefully adjusted the linen shirt that had been washed so much that it looked bleached, making sure it was smooth and free of dirt.

Only then did he walk into the inn with his chest held high.

I found a seat in a corner, sat down and waited.

It didn't take long.

Gradually more and more people came to the lobby.

Most of the inn's guests were up, and there were also some outsiders who came to the inn to have breakfast and inquire about the news.

Places like inns are always the place where the latest rumors spread.

At this time, someone in the lobby was showing off what he had seen and heard.

"I heard from someone that in addition to the disciples from various major sects, there are also many people from the Demonic Sect who will come to participate in the trial at Taixu Palace this time!"

"The Demon Cult? Are they the group of cruel and ruthless demonic cultivators who kill people without mercy?"

"you do not say!"

The man looked serious and spoke in a low voice.

"The magic cult's cultivation methods are more bizarre than the other."

"Some evil skills seem to require the blood of a hundred virgins, plus a variety of bloody auxiliary medicines, and staying in a bitter and cold place for a whole year before they can be practiced to a small degree. But even if it is a small degree, the combat power is far beyond the ordinary foundation building, close to the half-step golden elixir!"

"Hiss... so cruel?"

"That's nothing. Some demon cultivators directly feed on the blood of living people. They may eat three children in one meal."

"If this continues, their personalities will have long been twisted and perverted. It's no exaggeration to call them 'demons.'"

"I suspect that the new Rakshasa Ghost Face is a demon cultivator! How can a normal person cultivate a body like that?"

The bystander was horrified, but also asked curiously.

"Taixu Palace recruits disciples, can even this kind of people participate?"

"I'm not sure about that. Maybe the immortals in Taixu Palace have their own standards?"

Listening to their chatter, Du Fenghua felt itchy and wanted to join in the conversation.

But he felt inexplicably inferior, so he had to stare in the direction of the stairs, fearing that he would miss the senior who had established his foundation.

However, instead of waiting for the Foundation Establishment Senior, a few not-so-friendly independent cultivators arrived.