Deep within the magic crystal mine, the lights are brighter than stars. Chu Xuan sat cross-legged on a freshly chiseled flat stone platform, in front of him a half-man-tall crimson copper censer - the body of the censer was carved with a silk bell, but the mouth of the bell was spewing ice blue flames, freezing the surrounding demonic energy with a "crackling" sound, and being instantly steamed into purple mist by the red flames, a world of ice and fire, like two fighting dragons in a large incense burner.
"Heat up a little more, don't feel sorry for the magic crystal." Su Mei 'er stepped barefoot on the stone steps, her purple gauze skirt flapping in the heat, carrying a red copper gourd in her hand, and from time to time, she would drop a few drops of dark red liquid into the alchemy furnace, and with each drop, there would be a crisp "whoosh" sound from inside the furnace, like strong liquor being poured into a boiling iron pot.
Chu Xuan squinted at the mouth of the furnace, his nose was filled with the pungent smell of medicine, and his throat was dry: "Sister Mei 'er, if you burn this' tribulation pill ', my furnace of magic crystals will be wasted."
"Burnt?" Su Mei 'er raised her eyebrows, and a wisp of magic fire shot out from her fingertips. The flame made a curve in the air and landed precisely in the heart of the furnace. "While I am refining the elixir, you are still playing with mud in the mortal world. Sit at ease and there will be no shortage of sugar for you."
As he spoke, the cauldrail shook violently, the lid clanged, and a plume of colorful smoke shot up into the sky, bursting into tiny light spots in mid-air like a mini firework. Chu Xuan was choked and coughed, and his tears were dried up by the heat when Su Meier's eyes lit up: "It's done!"
She raised her hand, the demonic gas turned into fine threads, and lightly lifted the lid of the furnace - a longan-sized pill lay still in the center of the furnace, with a surface of seven colors flowing, but inside it was like molten lava churning, with heart-pounding waves. Above the pill, a tiny crack emerged, and within it, flames of ice and fire interwove, as if putting a small cap of Tai Chi on the pill.
"Tribulation pill, specifically to break through the bottleneck, 童叟无欺." Su Mei 'er threw the elixir to Chu Xuan, grinning with sharp teeth, "If you're still stuck in the middle stage of foundation building after eating it, I'll take your head off and use it as a wine pot."
Chu Xuan took it, the elixir felt warm in his hand, but with a burning core, like holding a tiny sun. He took a deep breath, stuffed the elixir into his mouth, and before he swallowed, he felt a violent medicinal force burning down his throat all the way to his dantian, as if someone were stirring the meridians with tongs.
"Whoosh --" the young man gasped, the veins on his forehead twitched. "Sister Mei 'er, this candy is a bit spicy!"
"Spicy food is truly satisfying." " Su Mei 'er raised her hand, and a wisp of magic energy rolled around his wrist, dragging him deep into the vein of the mine. "Go to the core of the magic crystal, where the magic energy is the strongest. Use the magic energy to break through the level and double the effect."
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The core of the vein, like a hollowed-out mountain belly, is surrounded by top-quality magic crystals, and the dark purple light converges into a river that flows slowly in the air. As soon as Chu Xuan stepped in, he felt his pores open, and the demonic energy seemed to find its home, desperately drilling into his body and colliding with the power of the tribulation pill. The three-color torrent of ice and fire and demonic energy surged through his meridians, causing him so much pain that he almost ascended to heaven on the spot.
"Stay calm, walk the magic energy like a dog, don't let it walk you." Su Meier's voice rang in her ears, laughing but serious, "Spin the soul-Devouring magic skill, strip away the impurities, leave the purest soul power."
Chu Xuan gritted his teeth, sat cross-legged, the primordial spirit body moved to the extreme, and faint golden lines rose on the surface of his skin like flowing veins of light. With ice flames in his left hand and red flames in his right, the two flames met and turned into tiny vortices, gradually detaching, purifying and compressing the violent demonic energy and sending it into his dantian. With each rotation, the meridians made a "click click" sound, like old chains being reforged, stronger and stronger.
After an unknown period of time, a crisp "crack" was suddenly heard in the dantian - the first crack in the middle stage of the foundation construction bottleneck. Chu Xuan's heart was filled with joy. Before he opened his eyes, he felt two familiar Daoist heart waves descend at the same time - one as cold as the moon, the other as charming as fire, converging in his sea of consciousness and transforming into the pattern of Tai Chi, slowly rotating.
"Clear snow?" "Sister Meier?" He groomed. In his mind, Ling Qingxue stood on the ice lake and Su Meier leaned against the fire spring. Both of them raised their hands at the same time, and the flames of ice and fire crossed the void and flowed into him. The tricolor torrent was instantly straightened out, like a wild horse with its REINS, galloping along the meridians and rushing straight through the bottleneck.
"Boom!"
The second crack appeared, followed by the third, the fourth... The entire bottleneck was like ice that had been struck with a heavy hammer, the cracks spread and eventually "bang" into a sky full of ice chips. The soul power surges like a tide, plummeting thousands of miles, instantly filling every body and soul, Chu Xuan's aura surges, his robe moves without wind, and the pale gold lines on the surface of his skin shine even more brightly, as if gilded with a layer of gold foil.
Over the vein of the mine, dark clouds gathered out of nowhere, thunder rumbled, but it was not a cataclysmic thunder, but a spiritual vortex formed by the wild extraction of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. At the center of the vortex, the young man sat cross-legged, the Ice and Fire Tai Chi spinning slowly above his head, and the Magic Crystal River at his feet was drawn and transformed into purple dragons, entwining around him. The dragon's mouth breathed, continuously injecting soul power.
Su Meier stepped back three zhang away, her beautiful eyes unblinking as she stared at the young man, a flash of amazement in her eyes: "Little monster, another one." She raised her hand, and a wisp of magic fire fell on her fingertip as if she had lit a night watchlight for the young man.
The vortex spun faster and faster. In Chu Xuan's dantian, the soul power condensed into a round golden pill. The ice and fire patterns on the surface of the pill interwove with the dark demonic energy, as if the golden pill had been dressed in a tricolor robe. As soon as the golden pill was formed, the young man's breath suddenly solidified, like a sword drawn from its scabbard, revealing its sharpness.
"Establishing the foundation... Dzogchen?" Su Mei 'er whispered, with uncertainty in her tone, but saw Chu Xuan open his eyes, his pupils one golden and one black, swirling in the pattern of Tai Chi. He raised his hand, the Spirit Pearl emerged in the palm of his hand, and the jade light within the pearl echoed with the golden pill, like a bright moon and a golden sun, dancing in the palm of the young man.
"Sister Meier, have you warmed the wine?" The young man rose, his voice with a smile but unquestionable determination, "I should go to the ancient Ruins to pick up Yaoji and bring her home."
Su Mei 'er raised her eyebrows, and with a flick of her fingertip, a wisp of magic fire fell on the tip of his hair as if a dark red flower had been placed on him: "Keep warm, waiting for you to return victorious. But remember -- "her voice suddenly softened, with a rare tenderness," it's cold over there. Don't show off your strength. If you can't defeat it, run, run back to the demon realm. Sister will support you."
Chu Xuan felt warm in his heart but sneered on his face: "Don't worry, I'm tough. Even the Taotie can't chew it." He turned and walked towards the mine mouth, his back stretched long by the morning light, like a freshly quenched sword, its edge reaching to the sky.
Chapter 72 Magic Pills Assist in the Peak of Foundation Building (Part 2)
The spiritual energy vortex grew larger and larger, like an upside-down tornado, churning up purple waves at the core of the magic crystal mine. Chu Xuan sat cross-legged in the eye of the wind, the golden pill spun around in the datian, and the three-color halo swirled, like a gluttonous top sucking whoever it saw. The Ice and fire Taiji diagram hung above his head, and when he turned clockwise, the demonic energy turned into a fine rain; With a counterclockwise twist, the spiritual energy condensed into a mist - the rain and mist met and pattered down on the young man's shoulder, instantly swallowed up by the pores.
"Again!" He gave a low growl, his hands forming a sign, and the spirit-eating pearl hung between his eyebrows. The jade light within the pearl burst like a polished moon, shining on the four walls of the magic crystals. The surface of the pearl suddenly cracked a fine line, but it was not broken; it was the opening of the second seal - "Devouring the Sun" advanced, "Devouring the moon" awakened. In an instant, all the magic crystals in the vein lit up simultaneously, and billions of wisps of purple gas were forcibly extracted and merged into a purple dragon, its mouth wide open, and a powerful blow was given to the young man's head.
"Boom --"
On the surface of the golden pill, a fourth line emerges quietly, interwoven with ice blue, crimson, black and jade white, like a garish robe for the bead. Chu Xuan's breath swelled again, his robe bulged into a ball, his hair stood on end, and he looked like a lion whose hair was being fried, but he laughed until his teeth were visible: "Comfortable! Go on, don't stop!"
Sumei 'er leaned against the entrance of the mine, her eyelids twitching, and couldn't help muttering, "You little rascal, if you keep sucking, you'll turn the magic crystal mine into a desert." Even so, with a flick of her fingertip, she threw a wisp of pure magic energy into the eye of the wind - her own man deserves to be spoiled.
The magic energy entered her body, and the golden pill trembled violently, like a drunk man, bouncing high on the spot. Chu Xuan took the opportunity to guide, and the four-colored spiritual energy rushed along the meridians, breaking through the obstacles all the way to the sea of consciousness between the eyebrows. There, two graceful figures were already waiting - Ling Qingxue stepped on the ice lake, her bare hands fluttered, snowflakes fell all over the sky; Su Mei 'er leaned against the hot spring, her fingertips picking the fire, red waves surging. The two girls raised their eyes at the same time, their voices crossing the void and overlapping in the young man's ears:
"Break through!"
The two tides of ice and fire burst together with a roar, transforming into the giant Tai Chi diagram, which struck the golden pill with a heavy hammer. "Clang --" The crisp sound echoed, and the last thin shell on the surface of the golden pill shattered, turning into specks of light, swallowed up by the four-color torrent. The young man's breath suddenly solidified, like a freshly sharpened sword, and the sharpness pierced the mine wall with a "crackling" sound.
The Great Perfection of laying the foundation, accomplished!
However, the strange phenomenon did not stop - at the top of the golden pill, a wisp of fine blue smoke suddenly emerged, wrapped in a blurry symbol pattern, like an unformed "Dao seed". As soon as it appeared, dark clouds rolled above the vein and thunder rumbled, but not tribulation thunder, but more refined chaotic spiritual energy was forcibly extracted and poured down. Where the spiritual energy passed, the magic crystals cracked "click-click", but not broken, but purified into the purest "chaos magic crystals", each crystal clear, as if the sun, moon and stars were flowing within.
Su Mei 'er's eyes lit up: "Chaos Seed? Good lad, you upgraded the Magic Crystal mine!" Without hesitation, she raised her hand and pulled out the crimson copper gourd. The mouth of the gourd burst with magic fire, transformed into a fire crow, and "whoosh whoosh" flew around the mine wall, sweeping all the newly born chaotic magic crystals into the gourd. The raven returned, and the gourd was heavy, as if it had been filled with lead, but it laughed until its teeth were visible: "I'm rich!"
Chu Xuan opened his eyes. His pupils were one golden and one black, but there was a fine wisp of blue in the center, like adding the eye to the Tai Chi diagram. He rose, his bones crackled like beans, and he raised his hand to punch the void - as the punch wind passed, the purple air was torn apart, revealing a black crack, and at the edge of the crack, the flames of ice and fire leaped, as if fringing the space.
"Power..." The young man whispered, his voice filled with excitement and a hint of awe, "So this is the peak of foundation building."
He turned and looked towards the entrance of the mine, where Su Mei 'er leaned against the railing, her purple hair disheveled by the wind, but smiled charmingly: "Little monster, how do you feel?"
Chu Xuan grinned, revealing blinding white teeth: "I feel like I can fight ten tribulations."
"It's not a big deal." Su Mei 'er raised her hand and threw the red copper gourd to him. "Chaos Crystal, seventy percent for you, thirty percent for me - don't think it's too little, the queen needs to eat."
Chu Xuan took it, the gourd was heavy, like a little moon in his arms. He suddenly turned serious and bowed deeply to Su Meier: "Sister Meier, thank you."
"Thank you for what? Su Mei 'er raised her eyebrows.
"Thank you for protecting me through the level, thank you for taking the blame for me, thank you..." The young man's voice fell, but with unquestionable firmness, "Thank you for treating me as one of your own."
Su Mei 'er was stunned for a moment, then laughed and scolded: "Stop this. If you really want to thank me, bring Yaoji back safely - if she's missing a hair, I'll twist your ear."
Chu Xuan laughed, his voice torn apart by the wind, but with the boyish flair of a young man: "Don't worry, if she's missing a hair, I'll cut off my head and kick it for you!"
He turned and walked towards the mine mouth, his back stretched long by the morning light, like a freshly sharpened sword, its edge reaching to the sky. The clouds did not disperse, and the thunder rumbled, but it was not catastrophe thunder, but a much more vast chaotic spirit, as if seeing the young man off, as if announcing - a new storm is coming.