Xue Kong stepped on the Sky Sword and sped through the air, with the strong wind whistling beside his ears. He looked around and saw dense jungle and rugged rocks below. It was not until a towering mountain appeared that Xue Kong landed.
On the hillside of the towering mountain, Xue Kong opened up a simple cave and then stepped into it.
The cave was not big and it was icy cold inside. Xue Kong sat cross-legged, took a deep breath, and slapped the storage bag. The bag opened slightly, and rays of spiritual light flew out and landed around him.
Turned into spirit stones.
"The Heavenly Dao Foundation exists in rumors, so the eleven-layer Dao Platform should exist. I just don't know how difficult it would be to condense an eleven-layer Dao Platform with my natural talent."
"Now I have collected more than 100,000 spirit stones. This time, I will not only condense the eleventh-level Dao platform in one fell swoop to achieve the Heavenly Dao Foundation, but also make a concerted effort to achieve the Core Formation Cultivation!"
Xue Kong's eyes brightened. He had been worried that there were not enough spirit stones before, but now the spirit stones he had looted from Guanglan City and the Xu family combined must be enough.
He raised his hand and waved it towards the cave entrance, and the rubble sealed the cave.
Then Xue Kong slowly closed his eyes and began to absorb the spirit stones scattered around.
His internal cultivation was running, his meridians were expanding, and the ten-layered Taoist platform in his dantian was rumbling, emitting the aura of forming a pill, but this aura had always been suppressed by Xue Kong.
On the verge of forming a pill.
As spiritual energy continued to flow in, the platform absorbed spiritual energy again. Xue Kong began to practice breathing exercises according to the secret method of condensing the eleven-layer Taoist platform recorded in the Demon Blood Treasure Record.
Time flows like water, and the sky and earth outside the cave rise and set.
Autumn has gone and winter is coming.
The cold wind was howling in the sky, and snowflakes as big as goose feathers came quietly, moving with the wind and spreading on the ground.
In the blink of an eye, Xue Kong had been practicing in seclusion in the cave for more than three months.
At this moment, Xue Kong was still sitting cross-legged in the cave. He had not opened his eyes for more than three months. The spiritual power in his body leaked out and gradually emanated from the open pores on the surface of his skin.
If someone could see his body through his clothes.
You will be surprised to find that Xue Kong's body is crystal clear at this moment, and the surface of his body seems to be covered with a layer of milky white light, as if his whole body is glowing.
The heavenly way builds the foundation, and the golden elixir is flawless.
This is a process of transformation, and also a process of making up for defects, from a mortal body to a true body of cultivation.
The changes in Xue Kong's body were even more extraordinary. There was cloud and mist swirling inside his body. Every inch of flesh and blood, every drop of blood, was wrapped in spiritual energy, spreading throughout his body, and forming a cloud at his dantian.
And in the thick clouds, an ancient Taoist foundation was floating. Above the foundation, ten solid Taoist platforms were clearly emerging, emitting bursts of spiritual power in the clouds.
Resonate with the refined spiritual power.
And under the tenth-level Taoist platform, an illusory Taoist platform has appeared.
This Taoist platform is almost as big as the Taoist base, and it is just an illusion. The richness of spiritual power on it far exceeds that of any other Taoist platform.
A sense of oppression based on the Dao platform grew stronger as the eleventh-level Dao platform continued to solidify.
Ordinary monks cannot perceive this sense of oppression.
Only when it is released will the cultivators who are building their foundation feel oppressed. This is the prototype of the Heavenly Dao foundation, which essentially crushes all Heavenly Dao platforms that are building their foundation!
The ashes of the spirit stones beside Xue Kong piled up into small piles. He himself didn't even know how many spirit stones he had absorbed in the past three months. The more than 100,000 spirit stones in his storage bag were visibly decreasing.
Now, half of it has been lost.
Such crazy and massive absorption only condensed the Heavenly Dao Platform in an illusory form. If Xue Kong had not prepared enough spirit stones before, he would probably fail in building the Heavenly Dao foundation.
Outside the cave, goose feather snowflakes were still falling.
In a blink of an eye, the sky and the earth were covered in white, and the whole world seemed to have turned white.
The snowflakes grew bigger and bigger with the howling wind.
In the distant sky, a long rainbow was rushing towards them at an extremely fast speed. In the rainbow was a young man wearing a green Taoist robe. A green silk ribbon was tied on his hair bun. He had a handsome face and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"It's snowing heavily and drastic changes are happening. I can't die here. Even if I die, I will pass the Three Immortals Flag to Guanglan City!" The young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
In his right hand, he held a two-meter-high white flag with two large black characters "Three Immortals" on it.
As he galloped, his eyes showed a strong determination and a hint of anxiety.
“They’re chasing me!?” The young man’s expression suddenly changed. He turned around and a ray of sword light pierced through his body, cutting off a piece of his clothes.
The young man was instantly sweating profusely. If he had not dodged in time, the sword would probably have cut him in half.
He suddenly raised his head and saw three figures approaching rapidly in the sky behind him. The leader was a woman in white with fluttering sleeves and a snow-white sword in her left hand.
It was obvious that the sword energy just now came from her hand.
"Your Excellency is already exhausted, why do you still torture yourself like this? Why don't you give up the flag in your hand, and I will spare your life." The woman in white spoke softly, her voice pleasant.
The young man gritted his teeth and said, "The Three Immortals' Banner is related to the survival of Jingwu Nation. I, Su Yuanfei, would rather die than surrender!"
"Among the cultivators from Jingwu Nation whom I have killed, you are one of the most courageous. Well, since you are determined to die, I will not stop you." The woman in white said calmly and coldly, "Kill!"
The two people behind her immediately showed a sinister smile, looked at Su Yuanfei, and were about to take a step forward.
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