Su Yueli has no humming sound.
She gritted her teeth tightly, her lips were bitten by her teeth, and a wisp of dark red blood flowed down the corner of her mouth.
The Ultimate Dao Astral Force in her body was roaring at this moment, and Martial Dao's thoughts tightly blocked this violent medicinal power and began to drive it deep into the bone marrow.
She is very sober, practicing Martial Dao, and cannot tolerate any retreat. If she wants to reshape Flawless Golden Bone, she must break every inch of the bones, rub them into pieces, and then use this Ten-Thousand-Year Blood Marrow to water them again.
This sitting lasted for thirty years.
The stone gate is closed tightly, and under the cliff, the sound of wind is cold and cold.
In the first year, a thin weed grew from the gap in the cliff. It withered in the autumn wind and turned into soil.
In the fifth year, the Black Iron dust accumulated on the stone beam outside the stone room was already a finger thick.
An injured goshawk once built a nest on a stone beam and gave birth to two chicks. Later, the chicks spread their wings and flew away, leaving only an empty grass nest, which was blown down into the abyss by the mountain wind during a heavy rain one year.
In the tenth year, the air in the valley became drier and drier, with even a trace of moisture completely cut off.
In this desolate Spiritless Death Valley, no one knows that deep in the middle of the cliff, there is a living person sitting cross-legged.
Spiritless Death Valley Besides, in thirty years of human life, there have already been several cool autumns.
At the foot of the mountain, the Blackstone City is still there, but the mortals in the city have already passed their lives.
Thirty years ago, in that remote restaurant filled with oil smoke, there was a young waiter who was responsible for serving dishes and wiping the tables.
Back then, he blushed and served a plate of steaming mutton to a mysterious girl wearing a blue and white dress and a white carved mask.
At that time, he felt that the girl had an aura of being from the mundane world, not like a person from the secular world.
In the fifteenth year, in the winter when the roads were blocked by heavy snow and the wind was biting, the young man could not survive the cold and died on the earthen kang of his home.
On the day of the funeral, his son, dressed in mourning, took over his position as waiter in the restaurant.
In the 30th year, the old clerk has turned into a pile of loess, and even the wooden sign on Mass Grave is somewhat weathered.
Now, the table cleaner in the restaurant is a young boy in his teens with very sharp eyes. He is the grandson of the young waiter.
"Sir, the red oil hot pot recipe in our store was passed down from my grandfather's grandfather, and it is guaranteed to be authentic!" The young man skillfully shook the rag in his hand and shouted to the diners at the table.
The wooden table where Su Yueli sat on had long been rotten and infested with insects due to constant dampness. A few years ago, the shopkeeper chopped it into firewood and burned it into the stove.
The red paint door of the restaurant was peeled off and repainted, and the willow tree in front of the door died three times.
The world of mortals is like a few smears on an account book over the past few decades. The birth, old age, illness and death of mortals are as weak as a gust of wind, which leaves no trace after it blows by.
In the stone room, Su Yueli's body was covered with a thick layer of dust.
The hem of the green and white dress almost blends into the black and gray on the ground, and the hair is covered with spider webs. The whole person looks like a pottery figurine that has been buried in the soil for many years.
However, wrapped in this dust, her skin showed a warm luster.
Not only did it not become shriveled due to years of not eating or drinking, but it became even more crystal clear.
Her appearance has not aged at all. In the absolute silence, her State of Mind is in a state of being unrippled, and her facial contours are even ethereal due to the years of Martial Dao baptism.
She didn't pay attention to the changes in the outside world. In her spiritual world, there was only the skeleton that was constantly being broken and reorganized.
"Not enough."
The Martial Dao thoughts of Su Yueli echoed peacefully in Sea of Consciousness.
This is an extremely boring and painful process.
The Ninth-Realm Demon Leech demon pill in front of her has shrunk in size to the size of a fingernail after thirty years of continuous refining. The crimson color on the surface has almost faded away, leaving only an almost transparent shell.
But all the life Blood Qi in the demon elixir has been drained by her at this time, and all of it has been absorbed into the limbs and bones.
The golden bones in her body are undergoing qualitative changes.
Every day, Su Yueli will mobilize the extremely powerful Ultimate Dao Astral Force in the body, follow the trend of the meridians, and actively crack the bones of the whole body to create countless small holes.
Click.
The sound of cracking bones echoed over and over again in the stone chamber.
Then, the golden-red medicinal power of Ten-Thousand-Year Blood Marrow will be like red-hot iron juice, frantically penetrating, filling, and compacting along these cracks.
In thirty years, she repeated this process thousands of times.
This is a true self-inflicted tempering. Ordinary cultivators would never dare to do this to their own bones, even if they practice Cultivation Method, because if they are not careful, their bones will be shattered and they will be disabled for life.
But Su Yueli relied on the Early Heaven-Shaking Realm's powerful self-healing power and the life essence that Martial Soul continuously fed back, gritting his teeth and stalling the bone tempering process for thirty years.
Now, the density of the bones in her body has reached an incredible level.
The originally red and white bone marrow completely turned into dark gold at this moment.
Not only are these bones as hard as Xianmen Law Treasure, but they are also unreasonably heavy.
If she stood up and landed a kick at this moment, the sheer weight of her body would be able to dig a deep hole into the hard black gold stone room.
This is Flawless Golden Bone.
In the stone room, the air that had been static for thirty years suddenly started to ripple.
Phew.
Su Yueli's dusty chest rose and fell extremely slowly but heavily.
With this breath, the already extremely thin air in the stone room flowed along her mouth and nose, and instantly exploded in her lungs.
The next moment.
Boom!
An extremely dull loud noise suddenly exploded in the sealed stone chamber of absolute silence.
The sound was very deep, not like physical friction, but like a heavy hammer used in the military hitting a ten-thousand-pound drum.
That's her heart.
The heart that had been silent for thirty years was beating again at this moment.
With the sound of the first heartbeat, the blood in Su Yueli's body, which was originally in a static state and almost solidified, was like a sleeping dark golden river, rushing crazily in the golden blood vessels.
Her blood no longer had a red and white color, but turned into an extremely thick and heavy dark golden color.
The dark gold blood rushes wildly in the body, and with every cycle, a low thunder rumbles from deep within the bones.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The heart beat faster and faster, and the dull bells continued to echo in the stone room.
Extremely powerful purely physical sound waves collided back and forth between the closed stone walls, producing bursts of rustling friction sounds. At this moment, the entire stone chamber began to hum and vibrate with resonance.