Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Master Ziyang once said:

Swallowing a elixir into my stomach, I realized that my fate was beyond my control.

Mo Chuan was deeply convinced.

The moment the dragon pill enters the stomach, the billowing Yuan Qi gushes out, like a surging tide, with a roar, rushing into the eight extraordinary meridians in an instant, cleansing the body and purifying the soul.

It made his cultivation base spring up like mushrooms after a spring rain, rising steadily!
With the improvement of cultivation base, the control of destiny will naturally become more confident.

While Mo Chuan was amazed, more Yuan Qi leaked out of his body and scattered between heaven and earth.

This made him finally understand why mortals can only prolong their lives by taking the demon pill?

It is really that the naked eye can only receive Yuan Qi in a mortal body, if there is no way to practice and contain it, we can only let the essence of the demon pill be vented and wasted.

The end result is nothing more than a drop in the bucket.

Mo Chuan's body was transformed from the birth of the earth. Although it was matured by Lu Fengbei with blood energy, it has unlimited potential.

However, even so, it is still impossible to fully breathe out, the strength of Long Dan Yuan Qi can be imagined!

At the moment, Mo Chuan stopped thinking about it, and cooked the dragon pill with the method of boiling stones, refining the purest Yuan Qi, providing it with the three sceneries and Dao methods, and purifying the skin and soul.

For a while, the continuous air rushed to the joints, and the fumigation flowed through all the veins.

Gathering back to Qianding, like Jackie Chan.

One hundred and three years...one hundred and nine years...110 five years...120 years...

Suddenly, Mo Chuan's pores opened wide, and he felt the fragrance all over his body, and countless Yuan Qi gushed out.

But the soul and body have reached the limit of capacity!

"Is it the state of the top two?" He frowned, not only did not spit out the dragon pill, but continued to forcibly refine it.

"confused--"

A sound like the congratulatory sound of Da Dao echoed out from the body.

This is the sound of breaking the ground!

It is also the joyous cry of the spirit and body rising to a higher level.

"Whoo-"

Mo Chuan suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth and inhaled, and the Yuan Qi that filled the hall was immediately swallowed by him.

"At the moment of luck, let's go all out!"

He murmured, and then closed his star pupils again, Hengmen Yanghao, Kuiyu Zanghui, camped and clumsy, continued to refine the dragon pill, and hit a higher level.

At this time, he has already broken through the realm of two armors, if his soul and body are rebuilt, he will have to vent his Yuan Qi out of the body when he no longer breaks through the realm.

If you listen carefully, you can even hear the sound of turbulent waves coming out through your bones, blending reality into interest.

130 years... 140 years... 150 years... 160 years...

At this moment, the ever-increasing Taoism even caused Mo Chuan to feel a little flustered.

He was worried that if he continued to be so diligent, would he be spoiling the seedlings?
However, looking closely at the soul, there is nothing left and nothing left, round and bright, and there is no sense of tearing to squeeze the potential at all.

Looking at the physical body again, the primordial energy is latent and dense, and the radiance is bright and clean. I dare not say that it is icy and flawless, but it is also round and bright like snow, transparent and flawless!
"I was born as a fairy. The source of my soul is beyond ordinary people. My body is conceived by the veins of the earth. The natural potential is infinite. If the seedlings are used to encourage growth, how can it be more rude than sleeping directly in the veins of the earth?"

Mo Chuan changed his mind, ignored the basic words defined by ordinary people, and continued to refine the dragon pill.

All of a sudden, the auspicious energy is connected with Ni, and the strange fragrance is sprayed with musk deer.

Mo Chuan encountered the bottleneck of the top three again, and the pores of his body opened wide, venting the excess energy, which stirred up the white clouds in the hall, and transformed it into clouds and auspicious clouds.

He has long been experienced, the heart is as pure as empty, the body is like a chicken holding eggs, and the spirit is like a deer raising antlers. He continues to refine with great supernatural powers.

However, the state of the top three is not the top two.

"Shuowen" says:

——Three, the way of heaven, earth and man, count from three.

This is the beginning of the division of Dao, and it has a mysterious and mysterious status in Taoism, like a singularity of some kind of Dao law.

Heaven, Earth, Man, Sanqing, Sanzun, Sanhuang, Sancai, etc., all embody the specialness of the three.

In the realm of cultivation, the "three" is reflected in the fact that encountering three is a catastrophe!
Therefore, Mo Chuan, who easily broke through the bottleneck of the second-tier armor, encountered an obstacle at this time. Ren Yuanqi was surging, but he couldn't break through the third-tier barrier, so that it condensed into water droplets in the pores of his body and wet his clothes.

Outside the main hall, the group of monsters turned pale with astonishment.

Seeing the Yangshen Temple where Mo Chuan lived, suddenly there was a billowing pillar of Yuan Qi rising up into the sky, escaping in all directions, and the fog locked the smoke cage, embellishing the huge palace like a fairyland on earth.

While all the monsters were in awe, how could they be willing to let go of such an opportunity?

Hastily calmed down and restrained his breath, crazily swallowing the Yuan Qi that escaped between the palaces and palaces.

Thanks to this being the Dao Furnace Universe, even though the Yuan Qi vented out of the Yangshen Temple, it couldn't get out of the palace after all, so that the more it gathered, the more intense it became.

Almost condensed into mist.

Under the thrashing of all the monsters, Taoism travels thousands of miles in a day.

"No! The top three shouldn't be so difficult, otherwise there would still be Lu Fengbei and Taoist Wuzhu... It should be because my method is wrong..."

Mo Chuan's heart moved, and he was about to put away the dragon pill, and try to break through after finding out the reason.

In no mood.

"Crack!"

A sound of shock suddenly came from within the body, and the spinning dragon core suddenly collapsed, shattered like stars, burned into ashes, and disappeared.

When Mo Chuan saw it, his soul trembled and his mind was shaken.

The Dragon Pill actually shattered?

How is this possible?

He broke through the top three, although he wasted a lot, but compared with the 3000-year practice of the real dragon, it is only one or two out of ten.

After wasting 300 years of Taoism of Longdan, how could Longdan be exhausted and shattered?

Could it be... is this a fake pill?
Ssangyong is not afraid of poverty, so he vents his anger on the dragon fetus?

Or is it that the millennium prison life has already made Ssangyong empty and empty, leaving nothing but gold and jade?
Thoughts were like lightning, Mo Chuan glanced at the dragon fetus.

The dragon fetus is still quietly suspended in the void of the Dao Furnace, waiting for Yuan Qi to conceive.

Mo Chuan frowned secretly, and before he could find out the reason, his mind moved, he opened his mouth and swallowed a mouthful of Yuan Qi, filled it into his dantian, collected his whole body's cultivation, and borrowed the aftertaste of the dragon pill to hit the third demon wheel:

— Navel chakra!
Yuan Qi gathers together, rolls over the pubic region, comes and goes, rises to the forehead chakra along the spine, descends suddenly, passes through the spine, and lands on the navel chakra.

"Om-"

In an instant, Yuan Qi splashed in all directions, golden flowers bloomed and formed a demon wheel.

It went smoothly, beyond Mo Chuan's expectation.

But with the snap of a finger, the cloud of myriad calamities is closed, and the body is bright and the heart is clear.

Then look at the internal organs, the three souls and the seven souls, cleansed like washing, the top three realms, and the light shines through.

"Pity!"

Mo Chuan, who opened the third demon wheel, sighed greedily.

The bottleneck of the top three has not been broken after all.

This means that his cultivation will stop at the top three for the time being, and he can continue to pursue the Dao until he breaks through.

He opened his eyes, looked at the inside and outside of the hall, Yuan Qi was lingering, and all the monsters were hesitating, he shook his head slightly.

These few monsters can be regarded as his chance.

"what?"

Taking a glance, he suddenly let out a light sigh.

But seeing the monk Dengcao, he has already broken through Jiazi.

What's interesting is that its body shape is still maintained at nine inches, and the air of vegetation is lingering around it, giving it the feeling of ginseng that has been around for thousands of years.

It has to be said that Monk Dengcao was indeed a grass and tree spirit born with great luck, and the luck that Mo Chuan missed was caught by it, and he broke the world in one fell swoop.

However, Mo Chuan's suspicion was not because of Monk Deng Cao, but Ya San'er.