But even if the spiritual power is running at such a fast speed, Ye Fan's body is like a reservoir that can never be filled.
In Sun Simiao's eyes, the spiritual power in the body can only be seen by those who participate in the speed. The result is a little unclear. He knows that with Ye Fan's mental power, this speed is already the limit. If it goes faster, it must be controlled.
Can't stand it any longer.
"Boy Ye Fan, keep this speed and control it!"
Sun Simiao shouted loudly.
Then, he took out a small pill, opened Ye Fan's mouth and stuffed it in.
For a moment, Ye Fan felt that all he could do was increase his efforts, and he instantly realized what Sun Simiao was feeding him.
After taking a Spirit Gathering Pill, the spiritual energy in Ye Fan's body suddenly increased, but this amount of spiritual energy was not enough to fill the "reservoir" in his body.
"If the Spirit Gathering Pill doesn't work, then let's try this."
Sun Simiao once again took out a small elixir. If the enemy generals were here, they would definitely recognize it. This elixir was a spirit-gathering elixir specially refined by Zhu Jiuyin for the body of the demon god. It was very powerful and was an ordinary spirit-gathering elixir.
The amount of elixir is more than 10 times, which is not something that ordinary monks can bear.
After Ye Fan swallowed this spirit-gathering pill, he immediately felt that the spiritual power in his body was so full that it was almost overflowing.
"Keep the speed of spiritual power in your body and don't stop. No matter what happens, don't stop."
Sun Simiao said to Ye Fan.
At the same time, he waved his sleeves, and all the golden needles on Ye Fan's body left his body at the same time.
Without the golden needle pricking the acupoint, Ye Fan suddenly felt that the spiritual power in his body was much more obedient, but he still controlled the spiritual power in his body to maintain the speed when the golden needle pricked the acupoint.
The power of the Spirit Gathering Pill was fully exerted in Ye Fan's body.
A strange feeling came to Ye Fan's heart. Ye Fan was very familiar with this feeling.
If the spiritual power in his body was like a river before, now it is like a vast ocean.
At this time, the spiritual power gathered by Zhu Jiuyin's Spirit Gathering Pill was not enough in Ye Fan's body.
The surrounding spiritual energy continued to flow towards Ye Fan. At this time, a spiritual vortex was formed above Ye Fan's head, visible to the naked eye.
"Good boy, I didn't waste my two pills in vain!"
Although it was Ye Fan who made the breakthrough, Sun Simiao is now more excited than Ye Fan.
Ye Fan also felt the same in his heart. His cultivation level had not been touched for a long time. Today, after Sun Simiao's operation like a madman, it improved again.
The movement of this gathering of spiritual power has alarmed the entire Guangming Pavilion. Many people followed the direction of the gathering of spiritual power and found the ninth floor of Guangming Pavilion, but they knew who lived here and did not dare to enter rashly.
Spiritual power continued to gather towards Ye Fan. Sun Simiao carefully observed the fluctuations of spiritual power around him. He took out a pen and ink from somewhere and recorded it while feeling the fluctuations of spiritual power around him.
This movement gradually calmed down until daybreak.
Ye Fan opened his eyes, stood up and moved his body. His cultivation level improved, and his physical fitness also became stronger.
"Are you awake? Go take a bath quickly. After you take a bath, go about your business."
Sun Simiao, who was sitting aside and recording things on several desks, glanced at Ye Fan and said to him.
Only then did Ye Fan realize that a lot of impurities had been forced out of his body, and his whole body smelled bad.
