Chapter 162 Eight Years

  This world is a world of immortal cultivation with the theme of transcendence. It has a history of millions of years from ancient times to the present. As for the more distant ancient times, it has long been impossible to investigate.

   In the long years, the cultivator and the civilization of the cultivator were born, and the cultivator system has been very perfect today.

  Although the system of immortal cultivation is extremely developed and perfect, it cannot benefit mortals, and has no intention of benefiting mortals. The living conditions of mortals in this world are very difficult, similar to those of Liu Yu’s previous life in ancient times, with an average life expectancy of only about forty or fifty years old.

Eight years is enough for an urchin to grow up, start a family and even give birth to a big fat boy or two; eight years is enough for a naive and romantic young girl to become a peasant housewife who only knows firewood, rice, oil and salt; eight years is enough for a vigorous The burly man became old and rotten, and even lay in a coffin.

   But for immortal cultivators, especially those of high realm, eight years is just a snap of a finger, and they can't even improve one level of cultivation.

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  Eight years later, Mochizuki Xianyuan City, in the east courtyard of the city, in a two-story attic.

  Liu Yu's face shone with blue and red light, constantly changing, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

   He pursed his lips tightly, as if suffering so much pain that his face was twisted.

   After about two hours, his expression gradually eased and became calm.

   At a certain moment, his eyelids trembled slightly and he finally opened his calm eyes, revealing a pair of dark pupils.

   Feeling the surging and pure mana in his dantian, a little bit stronger than before, Liu Yu was overjoyed.

   In the early stage of the foundation building of the Qingyang Gong he cultivated, three magic fires were required to refine the mana within the body. Now the second refining has been completed, which means that the road from the early stage of foundation building to the middle stage has been completed halfway.

Because of the Qingyang Gong, Liu Yu's mana theory can be compared to the middle stage of ordinary foundation building, but the amount of mana is slightly lower, and the lasting combat ability is a little worse, but under normal circumstances, the combat power is already poor. Not much.

In eight years, the Hidden Spirit Art has already reached the third level some time ago, and you can freely adjust your exposed cultivation aura at will. Concealing a monk who is a big realm.

The foundation building chapter of the magical method has also been thoroughly comprehended, and he has officially started to practice. However, the difficulty of the cultivation in the foundation-building stage of this spiritual awareness method is more than ten times higher than that in the Qi-refining stage. Even with Liu Yu's talent, the progress is slow. .

   "It seems that we must find some spiritual objects that are beneficial to the primordial spirit and consciousness to assist in the practice."

   The effect of Qingheling tea is still too weak, and it can no longer play a supporting role in the cultivation of the foundation-building stage of the miraculous method.

   Thinking of the pain of cultivating the magic method, Liu Yu couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, feeling a little scared.

If the cultivation of the Qi-refining chapter is the pain of burning the soul with flames, then the cultivation of the foundation-building chapter is the two layers of ice and fire, one is the extreme scorching heat, which seems to burn the soul, and the other is frost to the bone, which seems to freeze the soul God, even thoughts are slowing down.

  Two completely different kinds of extreme pain, acting on the primordial spirit, fluctuating between hot and cold, and also performing exercises in this kind of pain, even with Liu Yu's willpower, it would not last long.

   Every time he practiced for less than a quarter of an hour, he had to stop, because it would be difficult to practice under such circumstances, and Liu Yu was worried that if he continued to practice forcibly, it would damage the foundation of his primordial spirit.

   The task of stationing in the No. 6 Spirit Medicine Garden of Czi is a five-year rotation, and today is the day to set off again.

  Liu Yu packed up and put away all his belongings without leaving a single hair, then washed his body and left the cave.

  Eight years ago, after repelling Lu Fubin, Liu Yu was stationed at No. 6 Spirit Medicine Garden, and he was never attacked again. I wonder if the enemy faction received news of reinforcements coming, so they did not move.

   It is not clear whether he was attacked after leaving the Lingyao Garden, but the elders did not issue a new order, which proved that there was nothing wrong with the Lingyao Garden, so Liu Yu went to the Lingyao Garden to station as usual.

   But the more Liu Yu was like this, the more he didn't dare to take it lightly. The enemy Xiu didn't make a move, so he wasn't sure yet. If he made a comeback again, it would probably be a thunderous blow, with overwhelming power.

After    walked out from the gate of Moon Moon City, Liu Yu turned his head slightly and swept around, and saw two beautiful female cultivators in the distance, raising his feet in his heart and walking over.

   The cultivation of these two female cultivators is in the foundation-building realm, and the monks in the Qi-refining stage did not dare to approach or chat up, and there were no monks standing within five feet.

One was wearing a black tights with loose hair and had an uninhibited temperament, the other was wearing a light yellow dress, with black hair tied behind his head with ribbons, there was a feminine beauty that made people want to hug them. Take care in your arms.

   "Senior Sister Cao, Senior Sister Ding, the two senior sisters have been waiting for a long time!"

   After Liu Yu approached, he greeted with a smile and cupped his hands.

These two women are Cao Mengyu and Ding Hui. For some reason, they are close to Liu Yu. When they returned to Wangyue City, they made an appointment to go to Bingliu Medicine Garden together in five years. The male cultivator did not make any excuses and did not invite him. As for Yan Hongyu, he stayed in the Spirit Medicine Garden.

   "Congratulations to Senior Sister Cao for taking a step closer to the cultivation base, Jin Dan can be expected!"

   Liu Yu said congratulations.

   After he walked in, he keenly sensed the change in Cao Mengyu's cultivation base, which was stronger than before, and judged that he was in the middle stage of advanced foundation establishment.

   He didn't scan with his divine sense, which was a very rude behavior, because ordinary clothes couldn't block the scan of divine sense.

   Under normal circumstances, a base-building cultivator will cover himself with spiritual consciousness to prevent other cultivators from being probed. Unless the gap between spiritual consciousness is too large, they cannot break through.

   "Junior Brother Liu's spiritual sense is real and sharp, I tried my best to restrain my breath, and you found it all."

   Cao Mengyu's eyes widened, a little surprised.

   She originally wanted to show it suddenly, which surprised the little junior brother, but did not expect to be discovered so quickly.

   "Liu's spiritual sense is just a little sharper by nature."

  Liu Yu realized his mistake and explained vaguely, and did not continue to say more, and did not want to discuss this topic in depth.

   "Where is this..."

   Cao Mengyu was aroused by curiosity, obviously did not want to give up, opened his mouth and wanted to ask more.

  Ding Hui smiled and said nothing, cast curious eyes, obviously interested.

   "It's getting late, two senior sisters, I'll leave now."

   Liu Yu interrupted what Cao Mengyu was about to say, and then without waiting for his answer, he took out the Soul Chasing Blade and turned into a black light, flying towards the Medicine Garden.

   Cao Mengyu frowned slightly when she saw this, and she stomped her feet angrily, but there was nothing she could do.

   In the end, he could only take out the magic weapon, and Ding Huihua followed behind as two rays of light, one red and one yellow, and chased after him.

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