Chapter 395 I Know I Am

Golden light continued to rush into the sky.

The spiritual energy of Lizhou became much thicker.

Even ordinary people felt a little lighter, and there were even cases of hidden diseases being cured without treatment.

"What kind of elixir is this?!"

Wu Daoan was almost dumbfounded. Even with his many years of experience and the many ancient books in the arsenal, he had never seen such an earth-shaking scene.

What made him feel even more outrageous was that this kind of golden light had appeared for the 26th time.

Did Junior Brother Shen empty all the spiritual medicines in this world?

"..."

Compared with Wu Daoan, Zhu Jue, the keeper of the arsenal, was even more shocked.

He smelled at least a dozen familiar medicinal herbs.

They were all rare treasures that were rarely seen in a thousand years.

In addition, there were other more mellow medicinal fragrances that even he had never heard of.

Could it be possible to become an immortal immediately after eating the elixir made from such precious things?

"Hiccup."

Inside the wooden house, Shen Yi stuffed a handful of Transformation Pills into his mouth and chewed them numbly.

This made the Qingqiu Patriarch shudder with fear.

Only one pill of this pill can greatly increase the probability of a Hunyuan cultivator breaking through to the Transformation Stage.

Therefore, the number is also very rare.

From the beginning, there were only five or six pills in the furnace. After the owner became proficient, there were no more than ten pills at most.

In just this moment.

It watched Shen Yi swallow nearly eighty pills.

Really... is it really useful?

However, such a treasure of heaven and earth would not be considered a waste only if it entered the owner's stomach.

"..."

Shen Yi swallowed the pill and felt the powerful medicinal power dissolving in his body and merging into the five internal organs of the spirit root.

The perfect Swallowing Moon Gathering Spirit Art can completely absorb the medicinal power.

In addition to the deduction of the panel, it takes nearly ten years to digest almost every pill.

The combination of the two can be said to make full use of the pills without any waste.

[In the 823rd year, you digested the medicinal power of the Spiritual Transformation Pill again. They flowed into the five internal organs, making the five spiritual roots all sparkle, as if they had been baptized by heaven and earth and successfully transformed]

[When the medicinal power was exhausted, you observed the increasingly small changes and sighed with satisfaction in your heart]

Shen Yi sank into introspection.

His guess was indeed correct. The Spiritual Transformation Pill could help cultivators condense their spiritual roots and could probably replenish their spiritual roots.

Even the lowest-grade True Yang Qilin Stone turned into a blazing furnace at this moment, and the Suimu stretched out, growing from a broken branch to a lush and leafy appearance.

As for the other three, although the changes were not so great, the auras in them became more and more vigorous.

Under this blessing, the whole body reached a point where it could not be improved.

Although the realm had not yet been broken through, the range of spiritual energy that could be sensed had more than tripled.

Shen Yi counted the remaining Spiritual Transformation Pills and found that there were more than ten of them. He put them away again and used them for other purposes.

Then he took out a hundred or so Powang Pills.

Compared to the Huashen Pills from Nanyang Sect, the Powang Pills made by Qingqiu were obviously much cruder, and were just the simplest use of medicinal power.

But for Shen Yi, this was what he needed most.

He grabbed it and swallowed it without hesitation.

The violent medicinal power immediately rushed through his body.

If it weren't for the transformation of his spiritual roots, it would have been a bit too much for him to handle for a while.

[In the first year, you take many Powang Pills, no need for any skills, just the surging medicinal power, plus a small trick of gathering spirits, and start trying to force your way through the barrier]

Shen Yi closed his eyes.

The breakthrough of Huashen is not as obvious as the initial stage, and can be judged by the big orifices in the body.

It is more manifested in the ethereal world.

And Powang Pills are the precious medicine that helps you force yourself to sense the breath of heaven and earth.

The five internal organs of the Dao Infant began to swallow the medicinal power crazily.

In an instant, the breath in the world seemed to suddenly become clear.

Three hundred miles... eight hundred miles.

[In the 360th year, you used that little trick to consume all the medicinal power and successfully reached the middle stage of the transformation of the spirit]

Shen Yi did not stop at all, and took another handful of pills directly into his stomach.

The feeling of controlling the world thousands of miles away is really too wonderful.

I know, I am here.

Compared with this feeling, the flying sword thousands of miles away that Yin Shen needs to go in person is simply not worth mentioning.

[In the 730th year, you can already sense the spiritual energy 2,100 miles away, as if the whole world is at your disposal, and you have forged the path of the late stage of the transformation of the spirit]

Shen Yi grabbed the last handful of the broken confusion pill.

His face was red, and the drug poison attacked his heart.

The Qingqiu ancestor swallowed his saliva. In fact, only he had taken this pill, and it was only used to pass the last threshold from the early stage to the middle stage of the transformation of the spirit.

It has never considered that someone would swallow so much at once.

Is it completely without considering whether there will be any consequences?

"..."

Blood stains flowed from the corners of Shen Yi's lips, and the sharpness in his eyes became stronger.

In fact, he knew it better than anyone else.

But even Xuanming Spider Emperor was helpless in his situation. The pills were the last resort. He had finally found all the herbs, so why should he be restrained?

Anyway, he had come this way all the way.

Until almost half of Daqian's spiritual energy responded to him.

Three thousand three hundred miles.

"Puff!"

Shen Yi spat out a mouthful of black blood, gasping for breath, and then wiped the corner of his lips slightly.

I still remember that when the Xu family's aunt and nephew were chatting, they said that Nie Jun could easily mobilize spiritual energy from seven or eight thousand miles away. It seems that after swallowing so many magic pills, I am still far behind.

In fact, it is not the case.

What Nie Jun can mobilize should only be thunder breath.

Because of his mixed spiritual roots and the lack of the blessing of the skills, he suffered a little loss in distance, but within these three thousand three hundred miles, as long as the breath of heaven and earth that matches the five internal organs must obey his orders.

It's just that at this level, it's not perfect.

The distance has reached the limit.

What is lacking should be the feeling of the fusion of heaven and earth.

This kind of thing either relies on time to sharpen, or requires some kind of opportunity, the heart of Tao is open, and it will be enlightened in one day.

Shen Yi sighed secretly.

Tsk, this kind of mysterious and unfathomable thing is the most headache for him.

"My master."

The Qingqiu ancestor almost cried out, what is the master thinking about, is he going to kill him?

"Go back."

Shen Yi nodded at it, surprisingly not forcibly taking it back to the panel.

He checked the drug poison deposited in his body.

It almost dyed the whole body of the Dao Infant into black, but fortunately, the existence of Sui Mu could resist it a little.

It's okay for now, then it's okay.

Things will be fine when they reach the bridge, and there will always be a way to solve it in the future.

Shen Yi has long been accustomed to problems on the road of cultivation. It would be strange if there were no problems for a casual cultivator like him.

He opened the panel again and looked at the Wuliang Demon Palace.

At this moment, the hem of the black robe swayed slightly, and Shen Yi frowned slightly and looked out the door.

Three breaths, each more familiar than the other.