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Spring comes and autumn comes, and a year passes quickly. Taiyi Xianmen, the secret room of Ding in Haotian Temple.

Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes slightly closed, and a dazzling blue light covered his body.

After a while, he opened his eyes, and there was a gleam of light in his eyes.

He practiced in the secret room for a year, adjusted his state to the best, and could try to hit the pill formation stage.

With a flick of his finger, a blue light shot out, hitting the groove on the stone wall.

With a sound of "click", the top of the stone room was divided into two, and the sunlight came in.

A golden light flew from a distance, and after it grew dozens of times, it burst into a dazzling golden light.

A large number of exquisite patterns are engraved on the edge of the golden giant mirror, which vaguely constitutes the pattern of a sun.

There was a sudden ripple in the sky above Haotian Temple, and countless golden light spots emerged out of thin air, like golden raindrops, slowly falling towards the stone room where Wang Changsheng was located.

Wang Changsheng took a deep breath, and with a pinch of Fa Jue, the surface of his body suddenly glowed with blue light.

The golden light spots seemed to be guided by some kind of direction, and they rushed towards Wang Changsheng's body one after another.

A large number of golden light spots fell on Wang Changsheng's body. Wang Changsheng felt that his body was about to burn, his skin turned red, his face flushed red, and his blue veins were exposed.

As time passed, Wang Changsheng showed a painful expression, clenched his teeth, and there were bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

Half an hour later, the Haotian Mirror suddenly lit up, and the golden light that looked at it rushed towards the Haotian Mirror.

A golden light flashed, and an incomparably thick golden beam of light flew out from the Clear Sky Mirror, covering Wang Changsheng's body in a flash.

Wang Changsheng felt that he had fallen into the crimson magma, his skin was dark red, and he felt that his whole body was about to burn.

The skin of his arm was about to crack, and a huge energy seemed to burst his body, jumping around in his body.

His body slowly swelled up like a huge ball.

When his method changed, a dazzling blue light appeared on the surface of his body. He no longer hesitated, took out the Qianyuan Spiritual Amulet, and slapped it on his body.

With a flash of silver light, the Qianyuan Spiritual Amulet burst open, and countless silver runes rushed out, covering his whole body, and his swollen belly slowly shrank.

Wang Changsheng's complexion was distorted. He felt that he was overwhelmed, and then he was punched in the belly. He wanted to vomit but did not dare to vomit. He could only grit his teeth and run the sixth layer of the "Sunflower Water Mantra" to cultivate. .

After ten breaths, Wang Changsheng closed his eyes, his face was pale, and his whole body was wrapped in a large piece of silver runes, like a silver statue.

In his dantian, a large piece of blue aura was intertwined with a large piece of golden aura. At the beginning, the number of golden auras was relatively large, but as time passed, the number of blue auras increased, and the golden auras became more and more numerous. Wrapped up, the two slowly merged together.

Wang Changsheng's mind was watching the two kinds of auras intertwined in his dantian. There was a hint of excitement in his heart, and he urged the blue aura to rotate slowly.

In the beginning, the speed of the blue aura was not fast, but as time passed, the blue aura's rotation speed became faster and faster, and the blue and gold auras were intertwined.

After a cup of tea, a blue and gold vortex appeared in Wang Changsheng's dantian.

The rotation speed of the two-color vortex is getting faster and faster, and the volume slowly shrinks, and the two-color vortex slowly turns into a fist-sized blue sphere, with a faint golden light.

Wang Changsheng's complexion was ferocious, the silver runes on his arms and face disintegrated and disappeared, his blue veins were exposed, and his face was flushed red.

If it wasn't for the Qianyuan talisman, his body would have burst open long ago, and now it is the critical moment to form a pill.

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes.

His body surface suddenly glowed with blue light, the rotation speed of the blue sphere in his dantian more than doubled, and the size of the blue sphere shrank rapidly.

Half an hour later, the golden beam of light covering Wang Changsheng shrank to the size of an adult's arm, and the volume was still shrinking.

Wang Changsheng was sweating profusely, and he kept paying attention to the situation in his dantian, and did not dare to be careless.

After another quarter of an hour, the golden beam of light covering him all disappeared, and a light blue ball the size of an egg was suspended in Wang Changsheng's dantian.

Wang Changsheng exuded a powerful spiritual pressure. At this moment, a huge thunder sounded, and a huge dark cloud appeared out of thin air over the Haotian Temple.

"Boom!"

A huge thunder sounded, and several thick silver lightnings flew out of the dark clouds, heading straight for Wang Changsheng.

A dignified expression appeared on Wang Changsheng's face. No one was protecting the law for him, so he could only resist the thunder calamity by himself.

The silver lightning struck Wang Changsheng in a flash, and Wang Changsheng only felt numb and his clothes were tattered.

This was still the beginning. Along with a deafening roar, one after another thick silver lightning flew out from the giant dark cloud and hit Wang Changsheng one after another. A large dazzling silver lightning drowned his body.

Outside Haotian Hall, Xu Zihua and Qingpao Taoist priest stood together, looking at the huge dark clouds above Haotian Hall.

Wang Mingren stood behind them, his eyes filled with worry, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master, Master Chen, can you help a group of Changsheng?"

Immortal cultivators need to survive the thunder tribulation when they hit the pill formation stage. If someone helps to resist the thunder calamity, the probability of entering the pill formation stage is still relatively high. If there is no one to help, the probability of falling is relatively high.

"If he is a disciple of his own sect, I may help him, but unfortunately he is not a disciple of his own sect. If his master's magic weapon is damaged because of him, who will come out with a spiritual stone to repair it? Next, it is up to him, Lei Jie. This level is the most difficult level to form pills. The reason why the Xiuxian family can’t produce pill-forming monks is because of resources, cultivation techniques, and thunder tribulation. The way to cultivate immortals is to act against the sky, and life and death have fate. , whether it succeeds depends on his good fortune, you can rest assured, your nephew is full of vigor and blood, if the teacher guessed correctly, he should be a body cultivator, and the chance of surviving this calamity is still very high. of."

Xu Zihua said with an indifferent expression, he has already helped what he can, he is not someone from Wang Changsheng, he helps each other in everything.

Wang Mingren sighed and nodded helplessly.

At this time, he hoped that Wang Changsheng could successfully enter the stage of forming a pill, and he would be able to help him in the future! As for Xu Zihua, he had no idea in his heart. After all, Xu Zihua was an outsider, and he was far less reliable than Wang Changsheng, who was of the same clan.

After a cup of tea, the dark cloud shrank to a size of more than ten feet.

The dark clouds rolled and rolled ~www.readwn.com~ and turned into a silver thunder python with a thick waist. It opened its **** mouth and rushed towards Wang Changsheng below.

When Wang Mingren saw this scene, his heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar sounded, and a dazzling silver light lit up.

In the stone room, Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on the stone bed, the stone walls and the ground were covered by a thick layer of golden light, obviously forbidden.

Wang Changsheng's clothes were tattered, his body was scorched black, his breath was sluggish, and blood was faintly visible on his body.

He exhaled a long breath, and his pale face showed a strong look of joy.

"Finally, the elixir is formed, my ancestors bless me."

When the qi of the heavens and the qi of the earth were combined, although it was painful and protected by the Qianyuan talisman, he could still grit his teeth and endure it, but it was the thunder calamity that almost killed him.

If it weren't for him being a body cultivator, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to survive this level. No wonder it is extremely difficult for a loose cultivator to form pills, and there are not many immortal cultivators with pill-forming cultivators. It is estimated that most of them died under the thunder.

He glanced at the golden light on the stone wall, and there was a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.

The Taiyi Immortal Sect is really unreliable, and at the critical moment, I have to rely on myself.

He wasn't surprised that the people from the Taiyi Immortal Sect would not help him survive the calamity.

Starting today, the Wang family has entered a new level. Now there are two problems before Wang Changsheng, one is the huge debt of 300,000 yuan, and the other is the magic weapon.

As an alchemy cultivator, without his own magic weapon, it seems unreasonable.

The magic weapon is the face of cultivator Jiedan. When he thinks of the huge debt of 300,000 yuan, he has a big headache.