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Then go all the way to the central palace, search for the original nature and refine it into a baby of the primordial spirit.

This is the first level of the Nascent Soul Realm, the Ming state of mind.

After the yang god refines the pure circle, it will break through the void and take off in the mind. This is the second level, the realm of seeing nature.

And then down.

Nascent Soul will leave the Zhonggong position to find the Ligong Yinshen.

Finally, it is condensed and combined into a body in the Niwan Palace, so that the Niwan Palace is full of rays of light, and the whole body is white.

This is the third stage of the Nascent Soul, the Nigong Realm.

And then down.

In the Yuanying realm, there are also the realm of leaving the body, the realm of transforming form, the realm of joining the sky, the realm of returning to the void, the realm of fetal breathing, and finally the realm of the earth fairyland.

Nascent Soul Nine Realms, the improvement of each realm represents a qualitative change.

equal.

The improvement of each realm requires a huge amount of energy to provide support.

It's like the Ming state of mind that Song Qingshu just wanted to step into the Yuanying realm.

He prepared countless spirit stones for this purpose.

And the most frightening thing is that preparing so many spirit stones may not be enough...

"Ding, the system prompts that Taiqing Yuanying Kung Fu is learning, and the learning progress is 90.00% nine, please wait patiently."

After Song Qingshu prepared countless spirit stones, a soft sound from the system sounded again in Song Qingshu's mind.

This made Song Qing's abnormally rapid breathing aggravated a bit.

"Ding, the system prompts that the Taiqing Yuanying Art has been learned, and the experience is being transmitted..."

As the system prompt sounded again.

Suddenly, countless words and sentences appeared before Song Qingshu's eyes.

hum!

A roar sounded in the depths of Song Qingshu's mind.

It was like an extremely dull thunderstorm rising from the ground.

What followed was a sense of dizziness flooding Song Qingshu's mind.

Song Qingshu clenched his teeth and gritted his silver teeth until he supported his body from dizziness and then fell down.

"Humph!"

"It's just a Nascent Soul technique, so what if it's profound?"

"I don't believe it anymore, I can't learn!"

Song Qingshu sternly mobilized the spiritual power in his mind to forcibly suppress the dizziness in his mind.

Then Song Qingshu gritted his teeth violently and blinked his eyes.

So the trace of boredom in his mind turned into a cloud and dispersed.

After calming down those churning thoughts in my mind.

Song Qingshu sat down cross-legged and concentrated on absorbing the infinite energy in the cornucopia.

The reason is that the energy is infinite.

It was because when Song Qingshu began to absorb the energy in the cornucopia.

That huge river of energy rushing towards Song Qingshu.

It is like water from the sky, endless and endless.

A white whirlwind hovered quietly in Song Qingshu's belly.

Boom!

The condensed energy in the cornucopia poured heavily on Song Qingshu's body.

So Song Qingshu's body emitted an extremely loud roar, like a dull winter thunder.

It is like the torrent of the Yellow River and Yangtze River hitting a stubborn stone standing in the river.

In an instant.

A faint pain came from the white cyclone in Song Qingshu's belly.

This is a reminder and warning that the white cyclone cannot hold so much energy.

Under the impact of such a huge energy, Song Qingshu couldn't help turning pale and frowning.

However, he was still holding on, just running the golden core with all his strength, desperately absorbing the oncoming energy.

puff!

puff!

puff!

As Song Qingshu's body continued to greedily absorb energy.

Suddenly, there were several crisp cracking sounds in his body.

One sound, very sweet, sharp and crisp.

But to Song Qingshu's ears, these voices were extremely terrifying.

Because this is the sound of his meridian being broken...

Chapter 427

The situation of absorbing energy until the tendons are broken is naturally extremely bad.

Notice.

As Song Qingshu continued to become stronger and stronger, his muscles and bones were as tough as steel bars.

Even Song Qingshu forcibly resisted Mo Xiejia's flying palm.

His bones may be shattered, but his tendons will not be broken.

Now that his tendons and veins have been broken inch by inch, this is undoubtedly the red light on his body after the energy in his body is too abundant.

"Huh...following the dantian for 36 days, the luck is in the three acupoints of Houweilu, Jiaji and Yuzhen..."

"Between exhalation and Mitainouchi..."

After several tendons in Song Qingshu's body were burst by energy.

The first thing he thought of was not being flustered and at a loss, but silently praising the Taoism cultivation method in Taiqing Yuanying Gong.

Following Song Qingshu's mouth kept murmuring.

The violent and slightly out-of-control energy in Song Qingshu's body suddenly became more obedient.

The few truths Song Qingshu uttered are like whips driving a horse.

Under the whip whipped by the whipman.

The energy fluctuations that were still acting recklessly in Song Qingshu's body just now.

It's like changing from an unruly bison to a docile ibex.

Although the amount of energy is still huge to innumerable.

But the river of its energy is already under control.

At the very least, while absorbing the energy of the river, it will not hurt the tendons in Song Qingshu's body.

"Emperor Infinite's Taiqing Yuanying Art is really interesting. Just a few words, can it have such a miraculous effect?"

Song Qingshu felt that there was an orderly river of vitality flowing quietly in his body, and whispered after a chuckle.

Say it.

Song Qingshu kept his mind and spirit together, emptied his mind, didn't think about anything, and didn't read anything.

He just let his body automatically absorb the huge energy emitted from the cornucopia.

So unconsciously.

The white cyclone in Song Qingshu's belly became bigger and bigger.

And the smooth golden pill in his belly became even more beautiful.

It is as beautiful as blue and white porcelain in a kiln waiting for misty rain.

It feels as if one more look would tarnish this work of art.

However, Song Qingshu knew nothing and wanted nothing.

From his point of view, he just sat here cross-legged, and then he didn't care about other things.

Under such a practice of keeping one mind and clearing the mind.

Song Qingshu didn't waste even a sliver of energy in the cornucopia.

Almost [-]% of the energy fluctuations in the cornucopia were sucked into the body.

The first day passed quietly after Song Qingshu took care of himself.

Then it was two days.

Another three days.

to seven days.

……

It's been three months.

During these three months, Song Qingshu in the cave never opened his eyes even for a moment.