Lao Zhu closed his eyes and looked inside, carefully experiencing his own changes. In his dantian, a huge golden elixir was spinning, and his magic power gurgled out with the rotation of the golden elixir, flowing endlessly in his body like a river. From time to time, a trace of magic power overflowed from it to nourish and strengthen the body. Compared with the true qi before the tribulation, the magic power had to condense too much. Lao Zhu could clearly feel that the energy contained in a trace of magic power was less than ten times the true qi.

The biggest change of Lao Zhu after the tribulation was not that the golden elixir was produced in the Dantian, and his body of true energy was transformed into magic power, but in the Zifu Niwan Palace where the soul lived. Lao Zhu looked at the Zifu Palace and saw that in the originally empty purple palace, a faint human-shaped phantom appeared at some point, surrounded by mist and floating in the center of the purple palace. Although this human-shaped phantom was still a little blurry, after careful observation, you can find that the shape and physical signs of the phantom were exactly the same as Lao Zhu. This phantom was not anything else, but was the Yin God condensed by Lao Zhu's three souls and seven spirits.

The so-called scattered immortals refine their souls, the earth immortals cultivate their lives, and the celestial immortals combine their souls. That is to say, the main task of those who practice Taoism in the realm of scattered immortals is to cultivate their souls, constantly condense the Yin spirit, and strengthen the Yin spirit. The realm of scattered immortals is to cultivate their body and life, and condense a golden elixir into the Yuanying (that is, the Yang spirit). When the Yin spirit and Yang spirit are both cultivated and powerful, the two gods merge to achieve the Yuan spirit, and they will cultivate into the celestial immortals. From this, it can be seen how important the Yin spirit is to cultivators at the level of scattered immortals.

After carefully experiencing his own changes and understanding his own situation, Old Zhu began to practice according to the fifth level of the Great-Level Heavenly Immortal Art. Now he has just begun to be at the level of the Sanxian Realm, and his realm is still unstable and needs to be practiced well.

As the fifth-grade practice method of the Great-grade Heavenly Immortal Art was operating, a misty air rose gently from Lao Zhu's head, and it slowly circled over Lao Zhu's head for a few weeks. Then it circled down, wandering around the whole body for a week from the head and neck to the heel. While nourishing Lao Zhu's body, it also absorbed and gathered the nearby spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the clear air.

After this misty aura surrounded Lao Zhu for a week, it returned to the head and neck position as before and was sucked into the body by Lao Zhu's mouth and nose. As he breathed and practiced, the misty aura that Lao Zhu vomited became more and more gathered, gradually covering Lao Zhu's entire body in a cloud of misty aura.

In the past, Lao Zhu would not have such an odd phenomenon when practicing. This is a sign that after the true qi in his body transforms into magic power, the communication with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth becomes smoother and the spiritual energy it attracts becomes more and more intense. Lao Zhu can clearly feel the increase in magic power in his body bit by bit. This cultivation efficiency is more than ten times faster than before he passed the tribulation and transformed.

Just as Lao Zhu was immersed in cultivation, several faint phantoms suddenly appeared in the cave that were difficult to detect even with the naked eye. These phantoms flew to Lao Zhu, circled around Lao Zhu for several times, and then passed through the misty air that covered Lao Zhu's body and drilled into Lao Zhu's body.

Lao Zhu's consciousness was immersed in cultivation. While circulating the magic power in his body according to the fifth level of the Great-grade Heavenly Immortal Art, he silently observed the conditions of various organs and tissues in his own practice during the practice. Suddenly, a chill surged through his heart, and Lao Zhu's whole body trembled like falling into an ice kiln. This feeling passed quickly, so quickly that Lao Zhu wondered if it was his own hallucination. But after that, everything was normal, so Lao Zhu didn't care. However, for some reason, he always felt strange in his heart. It seemed that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

Time passed without realizing it, and gradually Lao Zhu felt a little sleepy. His head, which had been straightened, gradually drooped. When it hangs, Lao Zhu woke up again and said to himself: "You can't sleep, you can't sleep!"

However, the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to sleep. Lao Zhu felt something was wrong, but he could not resist the sleepiness. A strong sleepiness that Lao Zhu had never felt before came. Lao Zhu finally couldn't help but sank...

Lao Zhu dizzy and came to his senses, but found that he was no longer in the cave, but was in a very beautiful place. Looking up, the surroundings were full of bright starry sky, and the stars were moving along the mysterious and ancient trajectory. The light of the stars flashed in the black void, showing a wonderful star map; from time to time, there were colorful energy flows winding and wandering across the sky, like colorful streamers dancing and floating by.

A palace carved by white jade, pavilions, towers, carved beams and painted buildings, rockery fountains are beautiful and pleasant to the heart, and the curved corridors extend back and forth, like a clue running through the entire palace community. It is beautiful and beautiful.

A giant osmanthus tree that is tens of thousands of feet tall is handsome and upright, elegant and elegant, with green branches and leaves, evergreen all year round, and its branches are slender and beautiful. It stretches into the starry sky and dances in the blurred starlight. The trees are filled with clusters of milky white osmanthus flowers, emitting bright jade light, and the fragrance is pleasant. From time to time, the petals of jade-like osmanthus fall from the tree, with colorful fallen flowers, and a burst of fragrant flowers rain, and the air is filled with a rich and elegant fragrance.

"Why is this so familiar?" Old Zhu couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the scene in front of him. He had never been to this place, but he seemed very familiar with it and felt very strange.

At this moment, the palace gate of the White Jade Palace opened, and a woman in her arms walked out of the palace. She saw that the woman's soft black hair as smooth as a waterfall hanging on her shoulders, her eyes were like a blue wave, and under her delicate and elegant nose were two crimson lips that conveyed the temptation of the world. The expression of joy, not joy, not anger, not anger, not anger, on her pretty face, coupled with the beautiful and natural temperament of her body, was completely a dream goddess who fully interpreted the word perfection!

"Chang'e..." Old Zhu was stunned when he saw the woman, as if he was stupid. He murmured subconsciously.

Chang'e saw Lao Zhu's eyes circling and her smile was as bright as a flower. Her red lips opened: "Tianpeng, why did you come? Let me wait so hard. Come in quickly and stay with me well. I miss you so much." As she said that, she came forward to pull Lao Zhu's arm.

"No!" Old Zhu was shocked, "I, Old Zhu, is not the real Marshal Tianpeng, how could I know Chang'e? Besides, Chang'e is so arrogant and clear, how could he be so ambiguous to me, Old Zhu!" My thoughts quickly flowed, and Old Zhu took a step back unconsciously, allowing Chang'e to come and pull his jade hand.

A hint of anxiety flashed in Chang'e's eyes, and her jade face showed a hint of shame and annoyance. She said coquettishly: "Tianpeng, I have been waiting for you for many years, and I have finally come to you. Why are you willing to treat me like this? Could it be that you dislike me?"

"There is a problem!" Old Zhu's mind became clearer and his thoughts became clearer. "Why did I suddenly come here when I practiced in a cave in Fuling Mountain? Besides, if Chang'e was so affectionate to Marshal Tianpeng, Marshal Tianpeng would not have been demoted to the mortal world and became a pig's fetus, and there would have been no such thing as Old Zhu. These are all fake!"

"Who is the evil spirit? You dare to tease me Lao Zhu like this!" Lao Zhu roared angrily and used the nine-toothed rake, which hit "Chang'e" hard on his head.

"Boom!" The whole world collapsed, the starry sky, the laurel trees, the palace... in an instant shattered into nothingness. Chang'e's face was distorted and she screamed: "No! This is impossible!" Then it completely shattered, turning into wisps of blue smoke, scattering.

"It turns out that he is an extraterritorial demon who is specialized in charming people's hearts. He doesn't even look at what kind of character I, Lao Zhu, is, and the little demon dares to charm me, Lao Zhu. He really doesn't know what he is facing." Lao Zhu realized at this time what he was facing.

Just when Lao Zhu was content to crush the extraterritorial demons who came to confuse him, the phantom of the twelve-grade black lotus hidden in the origin of Lao Zhu's soul lit up slightly. The wisps of blue smoke transformed by the demon after it was crushed by Lao Zhu suddenly seemed to have been summoned, and it poured into Lao Zhu's Niwan Palace like a moth to the fire, and disappeared into Lao Zhu's Yin God.

The phantom of the twelfth grade black lotus suddenly shone brightly, and thousands of black lights were emitted. Lao Zhu felt a violent shock in his mind, and his eyes were spinning. When the Qingming Festival was restored, the scene in front of him made Lao Zhu stunned.

Lao Zhu was in a strange void at this time. The void was extremely vast and could not see where the edge of the void was, or how big it was, as if it was vast and boundless. The entire void was dark and light. In this vast void, there was no sky, no earth, no sun, moon, stars, and mountains, rivers... Looking around, the entire void was filled with strange winds.

These winds are yin, as if blowing from the underground of Jiuyou. Moreover, in these whistling winds, you can hear a few harsh screams and shrill laughter from time to time. Every moment, there are some faint, almost transparent phantoms flying out of the whistling wind and disappearing into the void. At the same time, countless phantoms appear out of thin air from the void and join the yin winds all over the space. These phantoms Lao Zhu are very familiar with, just like the demons who were crushed by him before.

"Is this the Demon Heaven of the Extraterritory? The Demon Heaven of the Extraterritory is not the Demon's nest? How could I, Lao Zhu, come here!" Lao Zhu's mind was shocked, and even his mind seemed to stop working for a moment. In fact, it was not for Lao Zhu's fault that he was so shocked. The fact that it appeared in front of him was too incredible, and it simply subverted Lao Zhu's cognition.

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