The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

Lindan Peak, in front of the secret room.

Tong Dachuan looked at the communication talisman in his hand, with a smile full of irony.

"Celebrate for me? Humph! Seeing me return to the late stage of foundation building, you are like this. How did you treat me when my realm fell and my foundation was damaged?"

Tong Dachuan still had resentment for the cold reception of the sect when he was down and out, and threw the communication talisman aside.

A quarter of an hour later, Tong Dachuan shook his head and sighed, "Forget it, after all, they still spent a lot of resources on me, and they still kept my position as the peak master even though they ignored the sect and the affairs of the peak for so many years. After all, even I gave up on myself at one time, what can the sect do?"

After that, he looked back at the closed door of the secret room, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

"But you must wait until Xier successfully breaks through the realm and builds the foundation, so reply like this first."

After that, he took out a sound transmission talisman, explained it, and raised his hand to throw it out.

Lin Hongzhi, who had been sitting next to him, had a flash of light in his eyes, and asked tentatively: "Master, can my sister really break through the realm and build the foundation this time?"

Tong Dachuan was very dissatisfied with his words. He looked at him coldly and replied lightly: "Of course."

"But my sister is only at the eighth level of Qi Condensation. How can she suddenly reach the peak of Qi Condensation and build the foundation soon?" Lin Hongzhi asked the question in his heart.

He was too curious. You know, after the sixth level of Qi Condensation, it takes a lot of time and resources to make every step forward. He was eager to know how my sister did it, and whether the master would help him break through the realm in the same way.

"You don't need to know." Still cold words.

"Disciple understands." Lin Hongzhi bowed his head respectfully and answered.

The moment he looked down at the ground, a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes.

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Two months later.

Zhan Nianchuan stood quietly in front of the huge ore.

The ore in front of him had become much smaller, with dents all over the surface, and ore fragments everywhere under his feet.

In the hellish training, in the persistence of surpassing the physiological limit again and again, in the consumption of exhausting everything, countless times of surpassing the limit of the physical body, every time the little extra strength, Zhan Nianchuan tapped more potential.

He could feel his own changes, he knew and believed that he was constantly improving, and even when he abused himself to the extreme, he could feel a kind of burning of life, the madness of the limit!

Painful and wonderful.

Now Zhan Nianchuan has knotted muscles all over his body, fine scales, a cold black light, and extremely tough skin with amazing elasticity. The essence of blood and flesh is contained, the muscles are thick, the contraction is fast and powerful, and each piece contains explosive power.

The skin is initially refined! The flesh is initially refined!

Combined with Zhan Nianchuan's already strong body and a body of scales, the defense is amazing, equivalent to carrying a yellow-level middle-grade defensive magic weapon!

Too violent, Zhan Nianchuan roared, the sound waves rolled, and he gathered all his strength, aiming at the bumpy boulder in front of him and punched it.

"Bang!"

A deafening sound, gravel flying like rain, and the boulders tens of feet high trembled violently. It is conceivable how powerful Zhan Nianchuan's full-strength attack was.

Walking to the edge of the mine, Zhan Nianchuan was full of passion and kicked a round black stone in front of him away, "I'm so strong! I'm the strongest!"

The sound spread far away, Zhan Nianchuan grabbed a large jar of medicinal wine, drank it up in one gulp with great pleasure, and exhaled a long breath, feeling so refreshed.

"Hey, why does it feel a little wrong?" Scratching his head, Zhan Nianchuan looked puzzled, turned around several times, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to him.

"That stone! Didn't I kick it away more than two months ago?"

Staring at the deep pit, Zhan Nianchuan jumped down and climbed away. Unexpectedly, this climb took more than an hour.

"This is too deep. Why dig so deep?"

Zhan Nianchuan finally climbed to the bottom. There was a small pool at the bottom of the pit. He jumped into the pool and swam to the bottom. He searched among the rocks for a long time before finding a black round stone. He grabbed it and swam upwards.

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"This is just a turtle. I don't know what kind it is." Zhan Nianchuan frowned and studied it for a long time. He also pulled the turtle's hind legs to see if it was an ordinary turtle. He raised his hand and was about to throw it into the deep pit. After thinking about it, he put it down again.

"Forget it. You have been climbing for more than two months in vain. I won't throw you down. I am such a good person."

He kicked the turtle away like a ball and left.

Half an hour later, a lightning-like figure appeared at the edge of the mine. Zhan Nianchuan was back again.

After a good search, Zhan Nianchuan found the turtle in the nearby bushes.

"With my physical strength, it can withstand two kicks and still be unscathed. This can't be an ordinary turtle." Zhan Nianchuan stared at the turtle with an extremely sure tone.

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After taking the turtle back to his residence, Zhan Nianchuan studied it for a while.

After being pulled by Zhan Nianchuan's hind legs, this turtle has been shrinking in its shell. By the way, it can't come out no matter what Zhan Nianchuan does.

"Bang!" Zhan Nianchuan smashed the stone table with his shell, and the shell was not damaged at all.

Zhan Nianchuan thought about it, took out the long sword and used half of his strength to cut it tentatively, but there was no reaction. The shell was still as smooth as before, without a trace.

"You are still quite tough." Zhan Nianchuan praised.

10% of the force, no reaction.

20% of the force, no reaction.

30% of the force, no reaction.

The turtle is still unscathed!

"This is too hard." Zhan Nianchuan looked at the turtle again and again in disbelief. Although he didn't infuse mana, with his physical strength and the sharpness of his sword, even black gold iron ore would be chopped into pieces, but this turtle was not hurt at all!

Only a monster could have such strong defense, but Zhan Nianchuan didn't find even a trace of monster breath on it, nor did he find any fluctuations in mana and spiritual power. It was really strange.

Holding the turtle, Zhan Nianchuan thought hard about the monster books he saw in the sundries.

In the end, he thought there was only one explanation, that is, this guy was born with amazing defense. Even if he hadn't opened his spiritual wisdom, he had super strong defense that ordinary monsters couldn't have, just like he was far superior to ordinary physical cultivators even if he didn't temper his body.

At this time, the turtle slowly poked its head out, looked at Zhan Nianchuan with a flattering look, and quickly retracted it.

"Haha, it seems this guy is quite intelligent. If I feed him a few Enlightenment Pills, maybe he can open up his spiritual wisdom and have a companion for future cultivation."

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