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Three days later, at dusk.

Lu Xuan sat cross-legged in the courtyard of the monastery, his eyes closed and his mind sinking.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the beating of the heart sounded like a drum, pumping the blood, bringing an endless stream of energy that seemed never to be exhausted.

This is the power that can fight tigers and leopards with bare hands, and kill jackals.

This is the first state of practice - fetal breath.

The fetal breath is perfect, the essence is refined, and the physical body is the pinnacle of mortals.

It took my predecessor three years of practice to achieve this state.

Unfortunately, once he failed to refine Qi, he was depressed and forced to meditate on the Taoist scriptures in an attempt to find the cause of the failure. However, he died of mental exhaustion and was taken into this body by Lu Xuan.

The Jiantian Taoist scriptures are mysterious and powerful, but forcing them to meditate on them is really risky.

Fortunately, when the mind dies, the soul is destroyed, but the body remains, leaving a good foundation for Lu Xuan.

"This is cultivation..."

Although he has completely controlled this power these days, Lu Xuan still couldn't help but sigh when the power surged when he made a fist.

This was also the reason why he had to start the Qi Refining Jiao for the second time.

Cultivation is so wonderful that it makes people sink. As a human being in two lives, we must pursue it.

"Calculate the time, it's almost..."

Lu Xuan opened his eyes, looked at the darkening sky, and stood up slowly.

After three days of meditation and collecting spiritual materials for the Dajiao, today the energy is clear and the clouds have dispersed. It is a good time to start the Dajiao.

Jump over, the sea and the sky are vast, but if you can't jump over, Lu Xuan also admits it.

You have already seen the elegance of spiritual practice.

After thinking about this, Lu Xuan gently touched the jade talisman on his waist.

"Phew!"

In an instant, a white cloud suddenly flew down from the sky and landed in the courtyard. Lu Xuan jumped up, took advantage of the cloud and flew towards the east.

After burning a stick of incense, Lu Xuan came to the clouds in front of a majestic green mountain.

This mountain is tall, with towering peaks, like a giant tower.

There are no roads in the mountains. There is only a palace built on the top of the mountain, covering an area of ​​several acres and is very vast.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and there was a bright halo of light in the hall, illuminating the towering outline, which was shining alone on this mountain, which was really beautiful.

The door of the palace was wide open, and there was only a middle-aged Taoist inside, looking at a book with a contented expression.

"Huh?"

But at this moment, after hearing Lu Xuan's soaring voice, the Taoist immediately raised his head and looked over.

"Seen the guard."

Lu Xuan stepped into the palace gate and slapped the Taoist on his head.

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