Chapter 76 Golden Pill?

Yang Chen won by using Xiaoyao Body Technique, but the consumption was also huge. Fortunately, the concentration of spiritual energy was very high at this time, so he was not worried.

He knew that he was just a lucky winner, so he was thinking about how to get out safely after the matter was over.

However, when Yang Chen looked at the monk named Huang, he frowned when the barrier was about to rise, as if he was worried about something or waiting for something. When the barrier finally formed, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. With an evil smile, the cold teeth suddenly cracked, flashed wildly, and a trace of vicious flashed.

"Hmph, Qingyang Sect, offend Master Dao, your good days are almost over!"

Yang Chen sat cross-legged in the center of the platform, preparing to practice with peace of mind, hoping that after this, he could improve his cultivation and increase his combat power. He did not immediately enter the state of cultivation, but instead sorted out his mood, adjusted his mentality, and practiced in the best state.

The spiritual energy was surging wildly. Yang Chen felt that the concentration of spiritual energy was increasing sharply. The pores in his body were unconsciously relaxed. The spiritual energy in his body also began to flow, and the surrounding spiritual energy began to flow into his body.

A vortex of energy formed in Yang Chen's dantian and began to move. Yang Chen controlled the spiritual energy in his body to wander all over his body and refined the spiritual energy for his own use. He felt that if his cultivation level increased at this rate, it would not take long to improve the middle stage of Taoist foundation building. Yang Chen was steadily improving his cultivation, without any rush, because he was not the kind of naughty green who was greedy for a moment of pleasure.

However, Yang Chen was a little surprised. Why did he always have an impulse. This impulse cannot explain the specific reason, but he just had an inexplicable desire, or restlessness, and could not calm down for a long time.

But he still resisted this impulse, hoping to improve his cultivation. But perhaps because of his mentality, or other factors, Yang Chen found that the spiritual energy vortex in his body was spinning faster and faster. He hurriedly devoted himself to it, hoping to control the absorption speed of the spiritual energy, because at this time he felt that the speed of refining could not keep up, so he had to find a way.

The spiritual energy entered his dantian along his body. Because the speed was too fast, he felt that every inch of his skin began to sting, and dense beads of sweat fell from his forehead one by one.

In fact, he could still bear the pain in his body, but the tearing pain from his dantian was the reason why his whole body trembled at this moment. He gritted his teeth and persevered. Although he wanted to shout out loud at this moment, he had to hold on. Once he gave up, he could not bear the pain, once he left the platform, it would be impossible to find such an opportunity. However, if he did not give up, it might cause the spiritual energy to explode, causing the meridians to end, and he would be useless in this life.

So another reason for pain is the struggle of thought. But just when he felt that he had reached his limit, he suddenly found that the spiritual energy pouring into his dantian was decreasing sharply and disappeared.

This change made him extremely happy. He didn't expect that things would turn around at the end of the road. Although it was a little inexplicable, he was finally saved. However, this kind of spiritual energy disappeared inexplicably. This kind of spiritual energy has disappeared inexplicably. He obviously felt that the disappearing spiritual energy was swallowed by that mysterious world. Although he didn't know how it was swallowed, nor did he know whether this kind of thing was good or bad. However, since there was no way and I couldn't figure it out, so he could only wait and see what happened.

At the same time, the huge devouring power in his body inexplicably guided the spiritual energy on the platform to penetrate into his body frantically. Now Yang Chen felt that the pain in his flesh was just the tip of the iceberg. Now he was like he was in a stove, and his whole body was filled with the pain of splitting like the blades of thousands of swords.

The teeth were clenched, and blood was overflowing from his lips at some point. His closed eyes were beating violently, trying to open them, but they couldn't. Some of the spiritual energy was swam rapidly in his body with the meridians, making his meridians burning, as if the tendons and veins could be broken at any time.

The fish belly in the east turned white, and a red sun rose. The atmosphere of Qingling Mountain was still very depressing. There were no birds and cicadas singing. Many monks who had not won the platform left in disappointment, and some were wandering around unwillingly, hoping that some miracles would happen. But there were not so many miracles in this world. These people just gave themselves some hope. Just when Wan Lai was silent, a long roar appeared at the place where the Huang surnamed monk in Qingyang Sect was.

"Hahahahahahaha. After years of practice, Huang has achieved the Golden Pill Avenue here today, hahahahaha..."

The sky gradually became dark and the clouds rolled. Everyone knew that this was a disaster cloud...

And Yang Chen seemed to be completely in darkness at this time...
Chapter completed!