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Jiangchuan, who entered the remaining formation, couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the gap had been closed and the biggest threat was blocked from the formation.

The total number of Qi-nurturing monks present was not as great as the pressure placed on him by the middle-aged Confucian scholars.

Foundation building and Qi nourishing are two different realms, causing a huge difference in the strength of the monks.

Although he has a way to save his life, he doesn't want to use it easily.

His big sleeves brushed over the storage bag, and he quietly hid the two spiritual weapons in his sleeves. He took out several spiritual talismans and pinched them before looking at the others.

These people had already discussed with the middle-aged Confucian scholar and should know a lot more than he did.

But most other people think so too.

Who knows if the other person will harm others if he does it himself.

For a time, no one among the thirty-six people took the lead, and the scene became silent.

The five people from Nanhe Jiusan who were closest to the stone monument and had always occupied the quota could not help but look at each other.

In the end, the old man in black was impatient and took the initiative to stand up and said loudly:

"Let me give it a try first. A few brothers can protect me."

With his brothers by his side, he is not as worried as other loners.

After several brothers responded, the old man in black walked to the stone tablet.

A middle-aged Confucian scholar once said that you should use your true energy to hit the stone tablet.

The old man in black was running his skills, mobilizing his own energy, and his old face was suddenly covered with a faint yellow light.

With a low shout, a streak of yellow air hit the stone tablet like an arrow and disappeared.

Soon, the stone tablet buzzed and roared, as if it had been inspired by its divine power.

A little fluorescent light began to appear on the pitch-black monument, forming a line of text under everyone's gaze.

[Infuriating Qi is mixed and thick, and it can enter the seventh level]

Before the old man in black could move, an invisible force appeared in the field and pressed him onto a futon. The futon carved from white jade shone with a thin blue light, covering his whole body in it.

A mellow vitality that far exceeded the Qi he had refined seeped into his pores, penetrated deep into his flesh and blood, and penetrated to his bone marrow, constantly tempering his veins.

At this moment, the old man in black felt that he seemed to have a clearer understanding of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The bones have been improved.

Although no one knew what happened.

But through the blue light, I saw the face of the old man in black that was distorted due to excessive excitement, and I also knew that the other party had received a lot of benefits. They all looked forward to the stone tablet with the same expectation.

But, still no action was taken.

"Don't worry, everyone, this blue light also has protective power." Jiang Chuan saw some clues and began to speak.

"How do I know whether what you said is true or false?" said a middle-aged man in yellow among the Jiu San people.

Jiang Chuan smiled:

"He is your brother, wouldn't you know if you try it?"

After thinking about it, his desire for the Qi Cleansing Monument still outweighed his worries. The middle-aged man in yellow plucked up the courage, took out the most humble spiritual weapon, and pierced the green light outside the old man's body.

If you encounter barriers.

It was a little stronger and even had some real energy injected into it.

It's still as solid as an iron wall, with no signs of damage.

"As expected." The middle-aged man in yellow was overjoyed and said:

"It's my turn next."

But unfortunately, he was far inferior to the old man in black. He only received an eighth-grade appraisal, and then he landed on a futon and accepted the divine beauty into his body.

The others were not willing to lag behind and stepped forward one by one.

Jiang Chuan was not in a hurry, and just watched from the side, wandering around from time to time, looking at the stone tablets and the remaining formations.

Waiting until the pressure in the dark no longer came, he knew that the middle-aged Confucian scholar had put away his spiritual consciousness.

With his back to the crowd, he stood leaning against the stone tablet. He slowly stretched out his palm and grabbed the narrow stone path behind the stone tablet that was shrouded by the power of the remaining formation.

The herring on the waist was flashing with an invisible light, and the white palm in the air was intact, as if it had not touched anything.

Jiang Chuan quickly retracted his palm and continued to wander around, blowing the whistle from time to time, and he was in a good mood.

His strange behavior quickly attracted the attention of interested people.

A young man in purple clothes walked towards him with a smile, his lips moved slightly, and a ray of sound fell into Jiang Chuan's ears.

"Aren't fellow Taoists worried?"

"What are you worried about?" Jiang Chuan put his hands behind his back and looked at the stone tablet again.

There was actually a character with a sixth-grade zhenqi appraisal.

When sitting on the futon, the brilliance around me was obviously richer than that of others.

"As a disciple of the Yunshui Sect, fellow Taoist, you are well-informed. Do you know of any way to extract the vitality of a human body without damaging the root?" The young man in purple also looked at the stone tablet, still transmitting the true energy.

After observing just now, he has seen that these sapphire divine flowers are not just as simple as seeping into the body.

If it sinks into the Dantian and is taken away by the other party, only some of the true energy will be lost, but there is nothing to say.

But if it goes deep into the bone marrow and is consistent with the fundamental vitality...

"How can I, a small sect of the Yunshui Sect, have such a brilliant secret technique?" Jiang Chuan replied.

The young man in purple laughed, as if he had thought of something funny, and at the same time there was a sound.

"That's it. This person is only in the realm of foundation building, so he doesn't have any brilliant secret skills. He is nothing more than a heretical method of absorbing essence."

However, these methods often suck away not only the vitality of the human body, but also the vitality of life.

Of course Jiang Chuan knew the implication of the young man in purple. Thinking of the chicken claw-like palm he saw outside just now, he also knew that the middle-aged Confucian scholar must have evil intentions.

"What does fellow Taoist mean?"

"This person doesn't have much Yin Spirit Water left in his hand, and he will definitely wait until everyone absorbs the Jade Divine Flower before opening the gap.

"And when that time comes, if we and others join forces, even if he is a foundation-building monk, we will definitely be able to severely damage him."

The young man in purple revealed intentionally or unintentionally that he had united with many people.

These casual cultivators may have mediocre cultivation, but those who can cultivate Qi to perfection are far superior to ordinary cultivators in terms of scheming and knowledge. How could they not try to take precautions?

So the young man in purple just mentioned it and agreed.

"Okay, I agree." Jiang Chuan remained calm.

The young man in purple laughed. At this time, all the other thirty-four monks had received the divine beauty, and only two of them were left.

"My friend, do you go first, or me?" the young man in purple asked in a loud voice.

Jiang Chuan shook his head:

"Fellow Taoist should come first, Jiang is not in a hurry."

The young man in purple smiled nonchalantly and said:

"In that case, I won't be polite."

As he spoke, he raised his sleeves and flicked his sleeves, and a beam of true energy shot through the sky like a white rainbow and hit the stone tablet. There was a sound of gold and iron clashing.

[Bibo Zhengfa, pure breath, can enter the third level].

Jiang Chuan's eyes narrowed.

The young man in purple turned around and smiled at Jiangchuan, but what he looked at was the herring order on the latter's waist.

"Is it possible that he also..." Jiang Chuan's expression changed slightly.

Striding forward, the "Yun Shui Jing" started to circulate, the water vapor surged, the clouds lingered, and a white-scaled carp appeared around him and crashed into the stone tablet.

Rumble.

It was as if the river had burst its banks and the torrents were rolling in, and the stone tablets seemed to be shaken.

[Bibo Zhengfa, water and sky spiritual roots, can enter the second level].

A gentle force lifted Jiangchuan to the last white jade futon.

The green divine flower gushes out from under the futon and envelopes Jiangchuan, making the surrounding area look azure.

The mellow vitality rushes in like a wave, merges into the Dantian, mixes with the true energy, flows through the five internal organs, flows into the six internal organs, swims in the limbs and bones, and reaches the heavenly spirit.

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