Urban divine farmer medical immortal

In the thunder pool, it is like thunder liquid condensed from liquid.

"This, this is..." the whole people in southern Jiangsu have been speechless, these thunder liquid cover the whole body, there is no pain, but exudes endless vitality.

"The thunder will be destroyed, but the ultimate destruction is vitality." Sunan muttered to himself that his injury was recovering at the speed visible to the naked eye.

"I didn't expect that there was such a magic thing in the world?" Sunan was pleasantly surprised, and his injury soon recovered.

But soon the joy in his heart began to sink. He found that the thunder liquid was just to repair the injury on his body and make the exhausted body full of vitality, but the golden elixir in the elixir field could not recover.

Even now that he has no worries about his life, he still has no accomplishments.

Still ordinary people.

Sunan is not reconciled. If he is allowed to live in this way, he might as well die in this way.

"Chaotuojing, both of them said it!"

Sunan seems to grasp the key, sit up from the Leichi, get rid of the thoughts in his heart, and begin to practice transcendental Sutra.

An hour later, Sunan was sweating, and his skin was covered with blood, just like a blood man, which made him miserable.

"Is this the wrong way?"

Sunan gasps and is not reconciled. There is no golden elixir. Even if he runs beyond the meridian, he can't gather a little. The huge aura runs in the meridian, which makes his body suffer devastating damage again. If there is no thunder liquid here, he will die long ago.

But that's what it is, and it still makes him miserable.

"Once I can't do it, I'll do it for the second time, the third time..." Sunan was so cruel that he bit his teeth and continued to run the Sutra. This time, it was even worse. There were bursts of explosions in his body. His meridians were broken, and even his bones were broken.

These auras were so violent that they almost burst to death.

Sunan's face was pale, and now he was still palpitating, almost dying.

After several times of practice, Sunan was surprised to find that once there was no harvest, he felt that his body was stronger than before, and every reborn cell contained strength.

"Useful!" Sunan is full of confidence. What he fears most is that there is no change. Since there is change, at least he can prove that he is right in this way.

In South of Jiangsu, he felt as if he had found a new way of practice and continued to destroy, and then left behind the essence of freshmen, like forging real gold, but these training methods were too cruel. If there were no quick restores of thunder liquid, I would have died ten times before.

With constant exploration, his physical body has been consolidated, and has reached a terrible limit.

But unfortunately, there is no golden elixir in the elixir field, so that he can't have a trace of aura in his body.

"The source has not been solved, so it still can't go on like this."

When Sunan stopped practicing, his body reached the limit, bright and clean, and condensed into gold.

He thought hard. The Scriptures were singing in his mind. There were some signs, but he couldn't catch them.

"Dantian is the container, the source of storing power. Now Dantian is broken and the container is broken. Can you recreate a container in your body?" At this time, an idea rose in Sunan's heart.

The more he thought it was reasonable, the more carefully he experimented with his own ideas.

"Right here!" Sunan choose the position to the chest, heart!

Detached from the operation, crazy aura gathered in the heart, like his heart burst out bursts of golden light, like a hot sun.

"Not yet!"

Feeling the heart about to explode, Sunan's face became crazy.

"Go

Sunan stopped drinking, his heart immediately appeared a crack.

Sunan's breathing became rapid. If his heart explodes, even if thunder liquid can cure quickly, I'm afraid it's too late to save him.

It's risking life.

No one told him what to do next. It was a new way, a way of cultivation that had never been before.

The more dangerous he was, the more calm his mind kept. He reasoned over and over again. The voice of hell gave him advice.

If you want to be detached, you must open a road of your own.

When he deduced countless times, theoretically feasible, Sunan's eyes lit up, his throat issued a roar, "open!"

"Boom!"

All of a sudden, the heart burst, and golden blood flowed out of the heart and rushed to every corner of the body.

"Ah...!"

An indescribable pain made him die. If it wasn't for his strong willpower, he would have fainted long ago.

This time, Sunan was lying in the Leichi. He didn't have any strength, but his face was not decadent. On the contrary, he was surprised.

"I'm not dead, I am." Sunan talks to himself.

At this time, his heart radiated golden light, and a powerful force was gestated in his blood. Sunan believes that with the ability contained in his blood, a drop of blood is enough to kill an immortal.

This discovery makes Sunan overjoyed. If his cultivation is strong enough, can a drop of blood kill a stronger existence?

"The heart, the source of strength." Sunan's eyes shine.

With his first experience, he began to consolidate.

In the depths of the ancient heaven, the man in a coronal dress with a fuzzy face was looking at Sunan as if he were a ghost. His body could not help shaking.

"This kid is crazy."

In his opinion, he has never seen such a way of cultivation. "Taking the body as a container and absorbing the power of heaven and earth, does this boy really want to open up a new way of cultivation?"

The Lord of heaven has been observing Southern Jiangsu all this time, but he didn't make a sound or give any advice.

Because he is very clear that Sunan is creating his own path. If he participates, he will lead the other side astray. When he sees Sunan open his heart, he knows that this boy has succeeded.

After consolidating the heart, Sunan did the same and opened a position in his body again. This time, he opened Yongquan acupoint under his foot. When Yongquan acupoint was opened, the whole temperament of Sunan changed, which was indescribable.

However, when the Yongquan cave was opened, Southern Jiangsu was at a bottleneck.

There is no time in the mountains. Sunan doesn't know how long he has been practicing. He doesn't even know what he has achieved.

Even the Lord of heaven can't judge Sunan's current accomplishments, but according to his judgment, Sunan's combat power is terrible, even the powerful have the power of the first World War.

During the daily practice, Southern Jiangsu's Daoism was advanced, even to a terrible point. Kunpeng changed, Qilin ancient boxing and Zhenlong boxing were easy to fight, and they had already learned how to transform each other.

"It's time to leave."

Sunan came out of Leichi. Now his cultivation has reached the bottleneck. It's useless to stay here. Cultivation is not only cultivation, but also practice. Only in the process of continuous practice, can we find the opportunity to break through.