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He could not feel the passage of time in this dark underground world. Every so often, he would feel a sharp pain in his consciousness. Afterwards, a weak cold stream would gently enter his body, soothing the pain and returning it back to normal.

After who knows how long, Lin Jin finally woke up from the darkness.

However, this was not a good thing for him. The moment he woke up, he felt a pain throughout his body that seemed to want to pull out all the meridians in his body. It caused his consciousness that had just awakened to suddenly stop, and he immediately fainted again.

In fact, although the Grand Cloud Immortal Pavilion fell into the Desolate Land after losing control of Lin Jin's mind, because of the protection of its own formation, when it collided with the ground, it only harmed its exterior parts, and the damage to its interior was minimal.

At that time, Lin Jin was at the center of the formation at the center of the Grand Cloud Immortal Pavilion's core. The defense of the formation was a thousand times stronger than the outside, and the damage he suffered was almost nothing.

If all living beings want to survive in this world, and even progress further, they must have a foundation.

Just like plants, just like people... For the Taoists, regardless of whether it was sacred art, magic technique, or cultivation of Tao techniques, they all built upon this foundation. This was the Tao Foundation that the Taoists always spoke of.

The Tao root was not an actual body, but a spirit that gathered the Taoists' understanding of all things in the world and all methods. This spirit could not be seen or touched, but it could be cultivated using the unique cultivation method of the Taoist.

The Taoists strengthened their foundations, breathed in and out, and absorbed the spiritual energy of the outside world into their own bodies. The refined Profound Qi that was cultivated was the most fundamental existence that nourished the Tao root.

The more refined and pure the Profound Qi, the more refined its spirit was, and the more pure it was, so its comprehension of the Dao would also be higher. The lighter and more complex the Profound Qi, the less understanding one would have towards the Dao, and the easier it would be for the soul to be affected by the outside world, not to mention using the dao's rules to release a divine ability or technique.

Just like those ordinary people.

The younger one was, the more acute their senses would be. When they reached adulthood, it would be difficult to maintain the mental and sensory acuity of a young person. This was because as time passed, Profound Qi s would constantly consume energy without being able to replenish it.

Therefore, to the Taoists, the Profound Qi they painstakingly cultivated was their most important thing.

Unless it was absolutely necessary, he would definitely not use it. However, after a big night of battle with the Ghost Emperor, Lin Jin also had to control the Grand Cloud Immortal Pavilion to fly, so the zhenqi on his body were almost exhausted. However, they met with the cultivators that sensed the powerful auras of the Grand Cloud Immortal Pavilion.

Just as the saying goes, it is difficult to predict the hearts of people, there are so many Taoist Master in the Ba Shu continent, and Lin Jin was someone who was unwilling to give his safety to others. He could only use the last of the Profound Qi s …

After a while, Lin Jin woke up from his coma. Although the pain was just like before, but after the previous coma, his resistance to the pain was now much stronger.

Resisting the pain with great difficulty, Lin Jin probed his body with willpower, and couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh. So it turned out that he was currently in the seven meridians of the eight extraordinary meridians in his body.

He did not know when the eleven meridians of the twelve normal meridians had completely withered, but once it became a meridian, the remaining zhenqi began to constantly shrink. The zhenqi that used to surge like a river was now only left with a trace of a nearly undetectable zhenqi, and this zhenqi was also constantly shrinking.

Judging by the speed at which it was shrinking, it would take at most half a day. Then, the meridians in his body would once again become the meridians of an ordinary person. It might even be inferior.

Just as he was about to observe where the sliver of zhenqi had run off to, he felt a sharp pain in his mind. With a stuffy groan, his mind was suddenly in a mess and he could no longer see the situation in his body.

He immediately wanted to use the willpower to suppress the pain, but after trying several times, the pain remained the same. Furthermore, under his suppression, it seemed to become more and more intense.

He immediately knew that this was because the pain in his body was too great, causing his nerves to be unable to withstand the pain, otherwise, with the many years he had spent traveling the world, concentrating on comprehending the heavenly dao, he would definitely not have been disturbed while he was meditating.

Helpless, he had no other choice but to let it go.

Opening his eyes, he looked around and saw that the space he was currently in was incomparably gloomy. Besides his slightly hurried breathing and the thumping of his heart, there was no other sound. It was as if a huge coffin had been buried underground.

However, with his will, he could sense that there were countless invisible streams of air that were circulating around the space. A faint pressure was emitted from the countless streams of air.