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A month's time passed in the blink of an eye.

It was a vast expanse of unfathomable hills, with rolling mountains and occasional greenery.

There were no opportunities, no good fortune, no treasured medicine or elixirs, not even any herbs.

As for the legendary holy medicine and divine medicine, they were even more invisible.

Du Shaomu went deeper into the hills and took the initiative to look for the foreign species.

Although this was a dangerous place without a lucky chance, the energy of heaven and earth was still incomparably abundant. Compared to the outside world, this place was much stronger and cultivation was much faster.

There were twelve hours in a day. Other than the time when Du Shaomu was recuperating, he was constantly tempering himself.

After stepping into the Martial Marquis Stage, Du Shaomu had completely consolidated his realm.

During this one month, Du Shaomu did not fall behind at the Pill Master level and had broken through to the Dan Hou level.

After entering the Lost Ancient State, Du Shaomu did not seem to remember those big fortunes at all. It was like a big fortune, he did not care at all.

Du Shaomu continued to temper his body, strengthen his cultivation and train himself.

Du Shaomu understood in his heart that rather than intentionally going everywhere to find those lucky chances and treasured medicine s, he might as well calm his heart and focus on training himself.

To temper oneself was the most effective action. This was the true purpose of the martial path. Only then would one be able to go further.

To focus on training and tempering oneself was the most basic, and also the simplest, method.

And this was also the most widespread thing that had been passed down since ancient times. It was preserved after experiencing countless trials, and it proved to be the most correct dao.

In order to reach the peak of perfection, one had to rely on their own cultivation at the very end.

He had never heard of a creature that could truly stand at the peak of the world by relying on external forces.

With the knowledge and experience from his previous life, Du Shaomu would temper himself on the basis of his previous life.

Everything about him was even more perfect than what he had experienced in his previous life.

Du Xiaogui followed behind and exclaimed.

A sixteen year old alchemist and a dual marquis and a Spell Formation master, this young man was too strong.

What was even more terrifying was that Du Xiaogui knew clearly, that even though Du Shaomu was only at Martial Marquis Stage, if they met an ordinary first level Martial King Stage expert, or even a second level Martial King Stage cultivation, they would directly be killed.

Unfortunately, the Du Xiaogui did not know that Du Shaomu had only been cultivating for less than a year.

If Du Xiaogui knew that Du Shaomu had cultivated for less than a year, he wondered how shocked he would be!

Immersed in this kind of cultivation, Du Shaomu forgot about time. His heart was focused on cultivation, always cultivating.

"I have already consolidated my cultivation at the first level of Martial Marquis Stage and the first level of the Dan Hou Realm. The Ancient Witch Divine Body has also become much stronger after being refined!"

Du Shaomu muttered to himself. During this month, he had fought against many fierce and unique beasts. He was also tempering his own body by refining his own Ancient Witch Divine Body.

Although he had the experience and cultivation base in his previous life, he still needed Du Shaomu to go through the process of settling down and improving himself.

One step at a time, he would accumulate his experiences and gain enlightenment in person. Only then would he be able to go further in the future.

There was no doubt that Du Shaomu's current realm of the Marquis, Martial Marquis Stage, and Ancient Witch Divine Body of the same level were all much stronger than his previous life, and were even more terrifying than the time he was at the same level in his previous life!

However, Du Shaomu was not satisfied with himself. He still needed to further transform himself, especially with the Ancient Witch Divine Body.2

"My spiritual medicine, my treasured medicine, there's nothing about this chicken that doesn't lay eggs …"

But Du Xiaogui had been holding back for the past month. It had come to this Lost Ancient State with the purpose of finding spirit medicine and treasured medicine s.

However, other than the dangers in this space, there were no other fortuitous encounters.

Sometimes, he even had to act as Du Shaomu's free fighter to cover Du Shaomu's retreat.

Thinking about it, Du Xiaogui also felt that it was unspeakably bitter.

However, being oppressed was being oppressed. Towards Du Shaomu, Du Xiaogui was shocked.

After all, Du Shaomu was only sixteen years old. Once he entered the Lost Ancient State, the other disciples of the Carefree Sect would probably have already been crazily searching for all kinds of opportunities and good fortune, chasing after him like a flock of ducks.

However, Du Shaomu was indifferent. He was completely focused on his cultivation. What kind of mental state did he have? What kind of perseverance did he have?

Such perseverance, such perseverance, not to mention those of the same age, even those old men over a thousand years old, would find it hard to achieve such a feat.

Du Shaomu was completely focused on training himself, but it was actually a pleasure to immerse himself in it.

Du Shaomu continuously searched for a countermeasure and forcefully tore his own Ancient Witch Divine Body apart before refining it. Within his body, his limbs, bones, and the depths of his flesh, he continuously refined and forged in a thousand different ways.

This place was extremely strange. The deeper one went, the more mutated there were, and the stronger they became.

Thus, Du Shaomu was always able to find a target to train himself with.

At a certain moment, Du Shaomu was sitting cross-legged. His entire body was radiating light, and his body was glowing. From afar, his body looked hazy.

If there were experts present, they would have definitely discovered that Du Shaomu's body, from his flesh and bones to his internal organs, was changing. His bones and muscles were constantly being tempered by the energy of the heaven and earth, causing his bone marrow to shine like divine gold!

Such a transformation caused the fleshly body to grow even more powerful!

Furthermore, Du Shaomu was also an Upper Sky Martial Embryo. He had eight extraordinary meridians and twelve true meridians. All four hundred and nine acupoints were completely unobstructed.

The body was the bearing and foundation. No matter what powerful cultivation technique or means, without the body, everything would be meaningless.

The human body was possessed by all, blessed by the heavens and the earth. It was a mysterious, unfathomable treasure trove.

To the martial cultivator, the acupoints, meridians and other parts were the secret keys to the treasury. The more he could open, the deeper the treasury he would be able to dig.

All 409 acupoints in Du Shaomu's body, including the 369 acupoints and the 48 extraordinary acupoints on the fourth meridian, were cleared.

Such a physique was equivalent to opening up all of the treasures within the fleshly body.

When Du Shaomu started cultivating, he was many times stronger than others.

Strands of natural energy, like dragon-shaped beams of light, came and went between Du Shaomu's nose and mouth. They contained some kind of special rhythm that could resonate with the space between the heaven and earth.

Du Shaomu sat cross-legged and guided the energy of the world to refine it. He was like a god. The energy of the heaven and earth was intertwined with his body, and it was accompanied by a spiritual glow.

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