Three hundred and thirtieth eight chapters not into the essentials
For example, among the elixirs, the lowest ones were first-grade elixirs, and their great value made Lingchen feel happy.
"Okay, stop."
Hearing Lingchen's words, the two guys who were fighting with each other stopped. However, the two guys were different kinds of existence, so naturally they would not have a bruised nose or face.
"Have you two heard of the Four Wonderful Flowers?"
Lingchen said this sentence without any end.
"The Four Wonderful Flowers? Could it be that the legendary Four Wonderful Flowers actually appeared at this time? Could it be that God is taking pity on me and came to comfort me specially? God, thank you very much..."
Lingchen's face darkened, and he slapped him with his hand, sending the sword spirit flying several times in an instant, and then said seriously.
"What does it mean to thank heaven? Does this have anything to do with heaven? You want to thank me, understand? You have no brain at all. I really don't know what is in your stupid head to be so confused."
Bahuanghuo was stunned at the side. What on earth were these two guys talking about? It took him a while to realize.
"From now on, it should be no problem to call you Xiaolong or Xiaohuo. Not having a name is very troublesome. The previous name is considered past tense. Now this is a new name. I hope you two like it."
Lingchen pointed at Bahuanghuo and Sword Spirit Dao. The names are simple and easy to understand and remember. After all, they have been collected by these two guys for ten thousand years. It seems impossible not to express them, but it seems that the time is not right now. Wait until they leave.
Let’s talk about it here.
"I accepted the things without courtesy. I believe that there are so many treasures, which are enough for me to condense the immortal will. By the way, although I really want to give you some benefits, but now I look at it, it seems like my benefits
It's not as good as yours. In that case, I don't have to do it. You two will protect me. Of course, you can also take turns and practice."
Lingchen had no intention of delaying any longer. After swallowing several magical medicines, he sat cross-legged and released his thoughts, preparing to refine the black and yellow energy. As for coercion, Lingchen had completely forgotten about it.
The thought was released, and Lingchen turned it into a big hand. He fished it out of thin air, and a trace of black and yellow air was held in his hand. At the same time, the big hand transformed by the thought went straight to his mouth, and then he took a sip.
This trace of black and yellow energy swallowed me up.
But the next moment, Lingchen's whole body began to tremble non-stop. After the black and yellow energy entered the body, its destructive power seemed to destroy him. His meridians instantly broke in hundreds of places. The feeling of severe pain all over the body made Lingchen's body hurt.
The spirit is simply depressed.
However, the power of the wonderful medicine is not blind. The extremely overbearing power of the medicine instantly flows through the eight extraordinary meridians, repairing all the broken meridians as before. Repeatedly, the meridians are repaired more than five hundred times a day. That kind of
The severe pain made Lingchen feel numb.
In the blink of an eye, Lingchen seemed to have lost a lot of weight. His face was pale and the blood was gone. His expression was extremely solemn. It could be seen that he had not made much progress and had probably done nothing for seven days.
But he did not give up. Even if the meridians in his body were broken tens of millions of times, Lingchen's heart remained motionless. His thoughts continued to condense into the shape of a big hand, and he grabbed the black and yellow energy into the big hand again and again, and then tried to devour it.
In the past few days, he has gained a deep understanding of controlling his thoughts.
Xiao Huo and Xiao Long are becoming more and more proficient in using their thoughts, and both Xiao Huo and Xiao Long are watching. Although Lingchen's progress is slow, if you put it outside, let alone seven days, even seven years, I am afraid that your thoughts will not be able to be condensed to this point.
"The master should be able to condense the immortal mind soon. Before that, we should prepare everything for him to advance to the holy realm. After all, only by reaching the holy realm can we condense the body and sword spirit for us. It seems that we have another
Be prepared to bleed heavily."
Xiaohuo always thinks about Lingchen in everything, but Xiaolong is different. This guy has inherited the stinginess of the dragon clan. If he wants his baby, he will kill him. If he doesn't tell him first, Xiaohuo may suffer the consequences of being dumb.
Not necessarily.
"My baby, is it going to disappear again?"
Xiaolong looked distressed, his heart felt like it had been cut, it hurt, the treasure was his life, and now he was eager to go find the treasures of heaven and earth, but this was just a thought.
"I got it, but we agreed that each of us will get half. But I tell you, you can't compete with me for the treasures collected from the Four Wonderful Flowers. We each rely on our abilities."
"Okay, no problem. Just don't cry when the time comes."
"Huh, I'll take care of you then."
After Xiaolong muttered a few words, he sat down cross-legged in Lingchen's Dantian and began to practice. Xiaohuo naturally helped Lingchen protect the law. Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, a month passed like this.
During this month, Lingchen still did not refine the Xuanhuang Qi, but his thoughts became more and more condensed. He clearly felt that his thoughts seemed to be much stronger, but what disappointed him was that he did not condense them.
Out of immortal thoughts.
"What is going on? Why can't I figure it out? How can I condense the immortal will? I have gradually adapted to the pressure here. It stands to reason that I should condense it. What went wrong."
Lingchen really couldn't figure it out. After spending a month, Lingchen became better at controlling his thoughts. However, what Lingchen wanted was not control, but improvement. It had been a month, but nothing seemed to have happened.
"Immortal thought, what exactly is immortal thought? The power of my current thought is very powerful, but the quality is very poor. Although there is constant pressure to compress it, this is not what I want. I need immortality."
"If I really can't think of a way, I can only use the old method, which is to condense it bit by bit, but it will take so much time. It seems that it may not be successful even in three years."
"Forget it, just take it one step at a time. Otherwise, I will just condense an immortal thought. I believe the success rate will be higher this way."
Lingchen kept mumbling. For this matter, it took him a whole day to adjust his condition again. He released his mind again to compete with the strong pressure of this place. He changed his method, but this method was extremely dangerous.
If you are not careful, you may become an idiot directly.
However, he didn't care. Under the constant confrontation of his thoughts, another month passed. During this period, the Saint Realm masters behind him had already caught up and left him at the end.
Lingchen fell into trance directly, and his mind was fighting against the pressure every moment. His mind had shrunk in a large circle, as if it might be destroyed at any time, but he was in trance, but he didn't know it at all.