Master Ziyang once said:

When I swallowed a pill of spiritual elixir, I realized that my fate was not determined by fate.

Mo Chuan deeply agreed.

The moment the Dragon Pill enters the abdomen, rolling Yuan Qi spurts out, like a roaring tide, rushing into the eight extraordinary meridians in an instant, cleansing the body and refining the soul.

His cultivation level has sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, rising steadily!

As your cultivation level improves, you will naturally become more confident in controlling your destiny.

While Mo Chuan was amazed, more Yuan Qi leaked out of his body and dispersed between heaven and earth.

This made him finally understand why mortals can only prolong their lives by taking demon pills?

In fact, the human body with the naked eye can only absorb Yuan Qi. If there is no way to practice and tolerate it, we can only let the essence of the demon elixir be vented and wasted.

The final gain is nothing more than a drop in the bucket.

Mo Chuan's physical body was formed from the earth's womb. Although it was ripened by Lu Fengbei's blood, it still has unlimited potential.

However, even so, it is still impossible to fully express it. One can imagine how powerful the Dragon Pill Yuan Qi is!

At the moment, Mo Chuan stopped thinking wildly and cooked the dragon elixir using the method of boiling stones to extract the purest Yuan Qi, which he used to supply the three scenes of Taoism and purify the skin and soul.

For a moment, the continuous Qi rushed through the joints and fumigated all the meridians.

Gathered together in Qianding, they looked like dragons and tigers.

One hundred and three years...one hundred and nine years...one hundred and fifteen years...one hundred and twenty years...

Suddenly, Mo Chuan's pores opened wide, he felt the fragrance leaking all over his body, and countless Yuan Qi spurted out.

But the body of the soul has reached its capacity limit!

"The realm of two armors?" He frowned. Not only did he not spit out the dragon pill, but he continued to forcibly refine it.

"confused--"

A sound just like the roar of the great road reverberated out of the body.

This is the sound of breaking through the realm!

It is also the joyous cry of the soul and body reaching a higher level.

"Hey——"

Mo Chuan suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth and inhaled, and the Yuan Qi that filled the hall was immediately swallowed by him.

"With your luck now, let's work hard together!"

He murmured, and then closed his starry eyes again. He kept his power high, kept his jade in his hands, kept his camp low, and continued to refine the dragon elixir to reach a higher realm.

At this time, he has broken through the realm of two armors, and if his spirit, soul, and body are reshaped, he will no longer be in the dilemma of having to vent his Yuan Qi outside his body when he breaks through the realm.

If you listen carefully, you can even hear the sound of the stormy waves, coming out continuously through your bones, blending into reality.

One hundred and thirty years... one hundred and forty years... one hundred and fifty years... one hundred and sixty years...

At this moment, the rising Taoism even made Mo Chuan feel a little panicked.

He was worried that if he continued to be so diligent, he would be robbing the young people and encouraging their growth.

However, if you look closely at the soul, you will see that there is nothing left and nothing missing, it is full and bright, and there is no sense of tearing away from squeezing potential.

Looking at the physical body again, Yuanqi's latent hair is full of dense hair, glowing with elixir light and bright and clean. I dare not say that it is ice-clear without any shadow, but it is also as bright as snow, transparent and flawless!

"I was born as an Immortal, and the source of my soul is beyond ordinary people. My body was born from the earth's veins, and my natural potential is endless. If I try to force the seedlings to grow, how can it be more crude than sleeping directly in the earth's veins?"

Mo Chuan's mind changed, he no longer paid attention to the basic words defined by ordinary people, and continued to refine the dragon pill.

Suddenly, the auspicious air comes and the strange fragrance smells like musk deer.

Mo Chuan encountered the bottleneck of the top three again, and the pores all over his body opened wide, venting his abundant energy, stirring up the hall with white clouds flying, and turning into auspicious clouds.

He has already experienced that his heart is as pure as emptiness, his body is like a chicken holding an egg, and his soul is like a deer raising antlers. He continues to refine it with his great supernatural powers, hoping to conquer ten societies with one force, and the floods will overflow and break through the Great Pass!

However, the top three is not the top two.

"Shuowen" says:

——Three, the way of heaven, earth and man, is to count from three.

This is the beginning of the development of the Tao, and it has a mysterious and mysterious status in Taoism, like a singular point in the laws of the Tao.

Heaven, earth, people, three pure beings, three saints, three emperors, three talents...etc., all embody the specialness of the three.

In the realm of cultivation, "three" is reflected in encountering three great tribulations!

Therefore, Mo Chuan, who had easily passed through the second-level bottleneck, encountered an obstacle at this time. No matter how fierce Yuanqi was, he could not break through the third-level pass, so that it condensed into water droplets in the pores of his body and wet his clothes.

Outside the main hall, the demons were even more horrified.

Suddenly, in the temple where Mo Chuan lived, there was a rolling Yuan Qi Dharma Pillar, towering into the sky, scattered in all directions, and the mist locked the smoke cage, decorating the huge palace like a fairyland on earth.

How could the demons be willing to let go of such an opportunity while being horrified?

He quickly calmed down and gathered his energy, and frantically vomited the Yuan Qi that was scattered between the palace palaces.

Thanks to the Dao Furnace Universe, although Yuan Qi was vented out of the Yang Temple, it could not leave the scope of the palace, so the more it accumulated, the more intense it became.

Almost condensed into mist.

Under the influence of all the monsters, the Tao travels thousands of miles.

"No! The top three realms shouldn't be so difficult. Otherwise, there would be Lu Fengbei and Wuzhu Taoist... My method must be wrong..."

Mo Chuan's heart moved, and he was about to put away the dragon pill. After finding out the reason, he would try to break through.

In no mood.

"Click!"

A frightening sound suddenly passed through the body, and the dragon pill that was spinning endlessly suddenly collapsed, shattered like stars, burned into ashes, and scattered.

When Mo Chuan saw it, his soul trembled and his mind was shaken.

The dragon pill actually broke?

This, how is this possible?

He has broken through to the top three realms, and although he has wasted a lot, it is only one-tenth compared to the True Dragon's three thousand years of Taoism.

How could the Dragon Pill be exhausted and shattered after three hundred years of Dao practice were wasted on the Dragon Pill?

Could it be...that this is a fake elixir?

The two dragons are not afraid of poor people, so they use the dragon fetus to vent their anger?

Or is it that after a thousand years in prison, Shuanglong has become nothing but gold and jade?

His thoughts were like lightning, Mo Chuan glanced at the dragon fetus.

The dragon fetus is still suspended quietly in the void of the Sacrifice Furnace, waiting for Yuan Qi to be nurtured.

Mo Chuan frowned secretly. He didn't have time to trace the reason. With a thought, he opened his mouth and swallowed a mouthful of Yuan Qi, filled it into his Dantian, gathered his whole body's cultivation, and used the aftertaste of Dragon Pill to attack the third demon wheel:

——Navel chakra!

The Yuan Qi accumulates in the Dantian, appears and disappears, rises along the spine to the forehead chakra, drops suddenly, passes through the spine, and falls on the navel chakra.

"Buzz——"

In an instant, Yuan Qi splashed everywhere, golden flowers bloomed, forming a demonic wheel.

It went smoothly beyond Mo Chuan's expectation.

But in the blink of an eye, all the calamities are over, and the body is clear and the mind is clear.

Then look at the five internal organs and the six internal organs, the three souls and the seven souls, which are cleansed like washing, and the three-level realm is illuminated by light.

"Pity!"

Mo Chuan, who opened the third demon wheel, sighed with greed.

The bottleneck of the top three has not been broken after all.

This means that his cultivation will temporarily stop at the top three, and he can only continue to pursue the great path until he breaks through.

He opened his eyes and looked inside and outside the palace, where Yuan Qi was lingering and the demons were hesitating, and he shook his head slightly.

These monsters took advantage of him.

"Huh?"

Glancing over, he suddenly let out a soft sigh.

But I saw that Monk Dengcao had already broken through Jiazi.

What's interesting is that its size is still nine inches, and the aura of vegetation lingers around it, giving it the feeling of a ten thousand-year-old ginseng.

It has to be said that Monk Dengcao is indeed a plant spirit born with great luck. The trace of luck that Mo Chuan missed was actually caught by it, breaking through the realm in one fell swoop.
Chapter completed!