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Chapter 103 The foundation is broken

Wu Tao, who looked seriously injured at first glance, was regarded as a big fat sheep by many people on the battlefield.

He encountered several resistances, including those from the alliance's Heavenly Magic Sect disciples.

The inner armor Wu Tao was wearing had already been cut open by various magical weapons. There were several inch-long cracks on the inner armor. The wounds were so deep that even the bones were visible, and the blood was flowing.

But he didn't feel much pain.

In order to prevent excessive blood loss and loss of strength in his hands and feet, Wu Tao tightly wrapped his inner armor with a piece of yellow cloth.

"The top priority is how to get out!"

Wu Tao held the few talismans left in his storage bag in his hands, and while driving the Flying Dragon Boat, he used the Immortal-killing Demon Blood Knife to repel the enemies that were quickly pursuing him.

Looking at more and more inner disciples of Hanshui Zhenling Sect in all directions, Wu Tao couldn't help but frown even more tightly.

He murmured to himself: "This won't work. If we are really surrounded, we will be dead."

"In this way, now I have no other choice."

Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and used the secret technique of Dou Sheng Sacrifice, which had endless consequences, in exchange for a temporary tenfold increase in combat power.

Spiritual power surged out of the sky, surging around him like a river. Wu Tao took action forcefully, regardless of the consequences.

Wu Tao, whose combat power had increased by more than ten times, was unparalleled in speed.

The whole person turned into a beam of light and rushed towards the crowd.

The golden fist was constantly waving, hitting nearby enemies and causing them to flee in all directions.

The inner disciples of Hanshui Zhenling Sect who were about to surround and kill Wu Tao could not help but be surprised when they saw this.

As time went by, Wu Tao's aura became stronger, as if he was not injured, and there was a huge amount of spiritual power surging behind him.

"What happened to this guy? He recovered in such a short period of time and became even stronger than before. He must have used some secret technique with great consequences. That's all. Let's avoid its edge first."

An inner disciple of Hanshui Zhenling Sect named Tu Teng was frightened.

"It's not good. It's hard to take advantage of this. I'll step back a little and let other fellow disciples take the lead for a while! Another inner disciple of the Hanshui True Spirit Sect named Yan Qing thought to himself.



Wu Tao has a strong figure and bulging muscles. His black hair is flying in a messy manner without wind, and his eyes are filled with the aura of killing.

He roared loudly, and while waving his hands and feet, he used palms, fists, claws, or fingers, etc., which were incredible fighting techniques.



The hands moved with the feet, with momentum like a dragon and a tiger. Then there was another monk in the foundation-building stage, with claws in his chest and abdomen. The power contained in the claws made him fly up.

Every time Wu Tao moved a step or a line, someone would be thrown into the air, either dead or injured.

Gradually, Wu Tao was about to break through the siege. A man with some status among the inner disciples of Hanshui Zhenling Sect was suddenly shocked and angry, and then said: "Everyone, please step back half a foot from me first, and then stay away."

Throw the talisman from a distance!"

The next second, hundreds of talismans were thrown out and turned into hundreds of spells, and then more than a dozen various top-notch magic weapons came from all directions.

Wu Tao ignored them and allowed these spells or magical weapons to hit him, and the figures flew as fast as they could.

With one small step, another person in front of him was knocked away five or six feet away.

After beating this man away, Wu Tao's eyes were wide.

He accelerated forward and took a step forward. His figure flashed and he escaped from the most dangerous place.



On the way back, Wu Tao was robbed and killed five times. He almost lost his life several times.

He was chased and turned into a drowned dog. Finally, with the help of several fellow disciples, he escaped back to the temporary residence of Taiyi Immortal Sect in an extremely thrilling way.



After his body was covered in blood and he was seriously injured, Wu Tao briefly recounted his various experiences of being chased at sea to the elder in charge of the Danjie period.

The elder in charge of the Danjie Stage took a look at Wu Tao, who was in a state of embarrassment, covered in wounds and almost unable to stand still. He sighed, and then said: My name is Zhong Mingliang, please call me Uncle Zhong.

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Zhong Mingliang's voice was very gentle, flowing slowly like a stream.

Wu Tao bowed and felt the elder's eyes as if they were real, sweeping across his body, and even... he could see into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness.

Fortunately, he has no other secrets and is not afraid of being seen.

"Huh?"

Master Zhong Mingliang let out a sigh and suddenly pointed out.

Wu Tao couldn't avoid it, and was hit between the eyebrows with a finger.

"You have such a refined body, and your spiritual power is also very pure. Among our inner disciples, we can be called elite disciples."

"What a pity, what a pity, what a pity.

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Uncle Zhong Mingliang shook his head repeatedly, feeling very sorry.

When Wu Tao heard this, the expression on his face couldn't help but darken. Only he knew about his body.

"You don't know what secret method you used to hollow out your own foundation, causing the blood and spiritual power in your body to continue to drain away at this moment, destroying your originally beautiful future!"

Uncle Zhong Mingliang looked at Wu Tao with a look of pity, and said slowly: "If you want to break through the Core Formation stage during the Foundation Establishment Stage, you must lay a good foundation, otherwise you will never be able to break through the Core Formation Stage, unless you waste all your efforts and rebuild...



Zhong Mingliang then gave Wu Tao a few words of enlightenment.

Wu Tao was then arranged by him to a safe cultivation secret room to recuperate in seclusion.



In the training secret room, with every minute that passed, Wu Tao's face became paler, the energy, blood and spiritual power in his body dropped, and the foundation of his Dantian, which he had cultivated for many years, was also shattered.

It can be said that if there are no big changes, Wu Tao will completely cut off the possibility of going further in the future.

Most of the foundation is damaged. He is not a cripple, but not much worse.

In the next month, Wu Tao spent his time in seclusion in the secret cultivation room.

With the help of a Vitality Harmony Pill worth nearly 300 spiritual stones, Wu Tao spent fifteen days to finally heal the injuries in his body.

After taking several bottles of ordinary healing elixirs, Wu Tao's injuries began to gradually improve.

After a few more days like this, Wu Tao finally recovered from his injuries.

After recovering from his injury, Wu Tao was not eager to participate in the fighting on the battlefield. Instead, he dived into a pile of jade slips, trying to find a way to restore his foundation.

For an ambitious person like Wu Tao, the reality of being completely cut off from his future spiritual practice is simply more uncomfortable than killing him.

Desperate and unwilling, but there is no solution. This is the reality.

I had successfully stood on the stage and was about to shine, but at the last moment I fell into the abyss.

This feeling of being helpless made him feel so uncomfortable that he almost gave up all hope and made plans to commit suicide.



If an ordinary monk is suddenly told that he has been through fire and water for many years, risking his life, he will end up with nothing, even if he goes crazy on the spot!

Fortunately, Wu Tao has a strong mind, and he also has a trump card for gambling on his life, which may be able to solve the problem that most of the foundation is damaged. This prevents him from really losing his temper and turning into a madman.



While Wu Tao was recovering from his injuries, fellow apprentices such as Chang Ping Qian, Long Ao Potian, Xue Zhixiu, and Duan Tiantian all came to visit Wu Tao.

Everyone talked about the peaceful training life before, and also talked about the many familiar brothers who died, and Wu Tao's current extremely bad situation. They all lamented and felt deeply.

Fortunately, Long Ao Potian noticed the awkward atmosphere and quickly changed the subject, mentioning that this time the sect would give generous rewards to the disciples who contributed to the war.

After hearing this, everyone became active and speculated on what kind of generous rewards the sect's senior leaders would give after the war.

During this period, Chang Ping Qian told Wu Tao about the situation of Taiyi Immortal Sect, Tianmao Sect, and Hanshui Zhenling Sect during this period.

The three parties continued to fight in the sea area at the junction of the East China Sea and Qingzhou. Every day, a large number of monks fought on the sea, and from time to time, news of the death of monks came.

But in general, both sides were relatively restrained, and there was no recurrence of the battle between monks in the pill-forming stage.

Of course, it is also possible that all three parties have deeper intentions, but this is not an issue that Wu Tao and other disciples can consider.

Wu Tao asked about the casualties. Long Aopotian paid attention to these situations. He groaned and then said: "In the past month, more than 3,000 disciples of the Taiyi Immortal Sect have died, and there are more disciples of the Tianmao Sect.

It should be more than five thousand, and the Hanshui True Spirit Sect has lost more than nine thousand disciples."

Of course, these disciples in the Qi training and foundation building stages are nothing to the senior leaders of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, Tianmao Sect, and Hanshui True Spirit Sect.

Because no matter how many ordinary disciples are killed or injured, they can quickly replenish them from the vassal sects, families, casual cultivators, etc. in the area they rule.



Xu Sheng also came to see Wu Tao for some reason.

Xu Shengshen wore a red dress and appeared in front of Wu Tao in an image he had never seen before.

"Junior Sister Xu, thank you for coming to see me. Please sit down!" Wu Tao greeted him with a normal expression on the surface, but for some reason, he felt a little uncontrollably happy in his heart.

Xu Sheng smiled slightly when he heard this, turned around, and sat directly next to Wu Tao.



Xu Sheng looked straight at Wu Tao with her autumn eyes, a complicated look on her face.

At this time, except for Wu Tao and Xu Sheng, there was no one near the cave. In addition, neither of them wanted to speak first, making it even more quiet.
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