Ze Yanhua carefully wiped Zhao Chu's forehead with a wet towel of suitable temperature, with a satisfied smile on her lips.

Time flies.

Within a year, the couple seemed to have returned to the original city of No Regrets.

Zhao Chu was unconscious.

Take care of everything for him.

No one bothers.

Just the two of us.

Ze Yanhua kissed Zhao Chu's forehead gently.

It is very safe in Tianci Sect. There are no spies everywhere, no pain, and no difficulties.

These seven days have been the happiest and most relaxing days for her since she found out she was a half-demon.

"Zhao Chu, please wake up quickly and let's catch up on old times."

Ze Yanhua held Zhao Chu's palm and murmured to herself.

It is different from the serious injury and paralysis in Wugui City.

During these seven days, Zhao Chu's breathing was stable and his body temperature was normal.

He is just sleeping.

Duan Xuehan said that Zhao Chu was too tired and he needed a complete rest.

"Sect Master Shen has placed Lingling properly, you can rest assured."

Ze Yanhua thought for a moment and then said.

It's early morning!

A ray of sunlight penetrated through the window, dispelling all the darkness in an instant.

Ze Yanhua walked to the window and looked at the endless green, feeling extremely comfortable.

She took a breath of fresh air, and her whole body was immersed in the morning glow.

The side face is golden.

Zeyan flower is like one of all flowers under the morning glow, exuding gentle beauty.

…

In the mirror!

Zhao Chu's mind crossed his legs and closed his eyes, immersed in a mysterious and mysterious state.

For Zhao Chu.

While he was sleeping, the Demon Mirror was also working tirelessly to consolidate his cultivation.

Buzz!

suddenly.

Zhao Chu's eyes suddenly opened.

Suddenly, two purple flames spread within his eyes,

Then, two purple dragons roared out from the flames, drawing purple streaks in the air.

After more than ten seconds, the purple dragon slowly dissipated.

"Unknowingly, the foundation building is complete!"

Next, Zhao Chu slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Within the Dantian.

Zhao Chu's foundation has been incredibly stable.

Originally, he had taken a large amount of Immortal Pills, and experienced countless life and death battles, which squeezed his potential and was terrifying.

Especially the battle with the Golden Rat King.

Although he was in a near-death state, Zhao Chu finally shook the Golden Rat Demon with nearly 99 punches.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on it!

This is actually a great opportunity.

Zhao Chu originally had to squeeze out his potential for several years, but it was drained out all at once.

The spiritual energy from every pore in his body was squeezed out. Under the murderous intention of the Golden Rat King, Zhao Chu was hysterical and exhausted.

In the final analysis...the cultivation of the foundation-building realm is nothing more than squeezing the foundation to the extreme.

Simple and crude, but also more difficult.

The cultivation of the Foundation Establishment Realm is not just about sitting around, but also requires a lot of actual combat and a lot of life and death battles.

This way you can practice quickly.

Fighting against the weak is a waste of time. Fighting against the same level will only squeeze the base. Fighting against high-level players will easily result in direct bombing.

When fighting against elders, the elders are afraid of your strength. They are afraid of accidental killing or serious injury, so they cannot exert extreme pressure at all. The effect is actually the same as fighting at the same level.

Therefore, the consolidation period after the later stage of foundation building is the most difficult and time-consuming.

that's all!

By chance, Zhao Chu gained the ultimate pressure from the Golden Rat King, helping him to complete the oppressive period in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm ahead of schedule and achieve perfection ahead of schedule.

"The next step...it's time to consider the golden elixir."

Take a deep breath.

"If there is no accident, those ascetic monks Yuan Langtian mentioned should come to Tianci Sect and wait for me!"

Zhao Chu's body is still sleeping, and it will take about an hour to completely reach his peak.

He has been sleeping for seven days, and Zhao Chu's mind is in no hurry to wake up.

Back in front of the dead wall in the Demon Realm, Yuan Langtian once said.

In the northern realm, there is a group of special people.

They call themselves ascetics and are the oldest race in the northern realm.

Every time there is a thousand-year catastrophe, these ascetic monks seem to be able to predict that Yu Baiwan will kill Nascent Soul, so they will appear one after another to find the Human Emperor who can overcome the disaster.

A thousand years ago, Yuan Langtian was the Human Emperor found by the ascetic monks.

certainly!

Since the disaster of Yu Baiwan was introduced from the north of Taicang, the ascetic monks have been fighting for thousands of years, but they have never succeeded.

Every thousand years, all the powerful Nascent Souls will be killed by Yu Baiwan in an understatement.

But this race of ascetics is as stubborn as a donkey and refuses to give up.

According to Yuan Langtian.

Thousands of years ago, the Northern Realm was once glorious in the Lower Nine Heavens World, and these ascetic monks were the remnants of that glorious time.

Yu Baiwan cut off the roots of the Northern Realm, making it impossible for the Northern Realm to turn over for thousands of years.

These ascetic monks are looking for the Lord of Destiny to completely restore the glory of the northern realm.

certainly!

In Yuan Langtian's view, this is a bunch of persistent delusions.

However, these delusional people are the best help.

They are not involved with any forces in the Northern Territory. They are loyal and loyal. As long as they believe that you are the Human Emperor and you let them die, they will not hesitate.

certainly!

These ascetic monks have broken away from the mainstream world, are poor and practice hard, their cultivation is more ordinary, their sincerity is more ordinary, and they can't even count the golden elixirs in the face.

perhaps!

There is still a Nascent Soul sitting in the Human Emperor's Holy Palace, and Yuan Langtian is not sure whether the ascetic monk is still alive.

But this group of ascetic monks is extremely powerful in combat, and can often defeat one against three.

Yuan Langtian's original words are as follows: Children from poor families know each other through body and soul. When ascetic monks fight, they usually end up losing their lives.

The Human Emperor's Holy Palace is supported by this group of mysterious ascetic monks.

Zhao Chu thought for a while!

After persisting for a thousand years, these ascetic monks are really loyal and lovely.

"With this group of ascetic monks, I can safely create several Nascent Soul Saint Realms without worrying about being stabbed in the back!"

"Jinji Imperial Court, Jin Cangluo... I allow you to live for one more month. After one month, I will use your head to tell the whole Northern Realm..."
Chapter completed!