Chapter 2: The Sixth Order of Spiritual Feeling

The huge spiritual power no longer flowed around, and began to swim along the meridians of the basic cultivation method that Qiao Yi had learned, Qiao Yi slowly felt that the weak meridians in his body were constantly becoming wider and tougher, and after a while, they formed a world of difference from Qiao Yi's original meridians.

When all the meridians in the body have been opened up by Qiao Yi, only a quarter of the remaining spiritual power is left.

Qiao Yi naturally would not waste a rare opportunity, the spiritual power surged towards the dantian, and Qiao Yi used his strength to absorb and refine this remaining spiritual power.

The first stage of the spiritual spirit is complete!

Sense the second order!

Sense the third order!

......

The Sixth Order of Spiritual Perfection!

The intensity of spiritual power absorption began to weaken, and the spiritual power was already insufficient.

Qiao Yi cultivated for a while. The powerful spiritual power in the original body has disappeared without a trace.

"Alas, it's a pity, I almost broke through to the seventh order of the Senses. ”

Suddenly transformed from an ordinary person to a seventh-order spiritual spirit cultivator, that instantaneous powerful power made Qiao Yi feel that he could shatter the space with one punch. Of course, this is just an illusion of sudden gaining power.

Qiao Yi hurriedly walked out of the door, glanced at the people who practiced martial arts in his memory, Qiao Yi learned to practice martial arts in his memory, as if he had a horse step in style, appreciating the legendary realm of waist and horse integration, staring ahead with his eyes, a random punch was thrown, and the power of the sixth order of the spirit was unreservedly used.

As a result, nothing happened.

"Ding, the host is now only in the lowest level of the cultivation realm, what effect do you think you can punch out? A cultivator can only exert the strength that a cultivator should have if he enters the second realm through the pulse realm. ”

Qiao Yi silently put away his fists and stood upright, I don't know why, Qiao Yi just seemed to hear a trace of mockery from the emotionless mechanical sound of the system.

Qiao Yi walked back to the sofa and lay down.

"Ding, the host doesn't need to blame himself, the main thing is that the qualifications of the host's original body are too poor, otherwise, any person with ordinary qualifications will just have enough spiritual power to make the host enter the Tongmai realm. ”

Qiao Yi rolled his eyes.

"Are you mocking me?"

"Ding, how can the system taunt the host? No matter how poor the host's qualifications are, the system is oriented towards the host. ”

Hehe, what is this TM not a mockery of you?

"Ding, release task: new arrival, please complete the first business.

Mission time limit: 10 days.

Reward: One chance to draw a big package. (Note: Within the time limit of this task, the faster it is completed, the larger the transaction amount, the higher the luck value, and the higher the probability of winning the good thing, please complete the first business as soon as possible.) )

Mission Failure: No penalty. (Note: Benefits of the first mission.) )”

Qiao Yi sat up suddenly, but soon slumped down again, this task is the same as not sending, Qiao Yi has lived here for more than ten years, and he has never seen a few gold coins, let alone someone who will spend 5 spirit crystals to read a useless compendium of materia medica.

As for the 100 spirit crystal Qingfeng Sword, hehe, I don't dare to move.

......

"Brother Yi, are you at home?"

Just as Qiao Yi was sitting on the sofa thinking about what to do next, a voice came from not far outside the door.

"I'm here. ”

Qiao Yi replied listlessly.

"Hehe, Brother Yi, I don't have any work to do in the afternoon, let's tell me about that Journey to the West, Sun Wukong asked Tang Seng and them not to go out of that circle, have they come out? Who are the monsters here?"

I saw a thin young man walk in and ask as he walked.

This is a playmate who has played with Qiao Yi since he was a child, his name is Chen Yongan, his family is a breakfast shop, seeing that it is already afternoon, and their family's work is probably over, Chen Yongan rushed here non-stop to listen to Qiao Yi's story.

Chen Yongan was also unable to cultivate, which made Qiao Yi's story very attractive to him.

"I'm going, what's the situation? Brother Yi, your house... This ......"

As soon as Chen Yongan entered the door, he felt that something was wrong, if Qiao Yi was lying firmly on the sofa, he would still think that he had made a mistake.

"Brother Yi, you have made a fortune, why did you decorate the store like this?"

"It's nothing, by the way, Xiao An, do you want to become a cultivator?"

Chen Yongan was a little incredulous, "Cultivator, can you make me a cultivator?"

"That's right, as long as you listen to me. Qiao Yi said in a firm tone.

"Brother Yi, you're crazy. Forget it, I'll come back another day. Chen Yongan felt that Qiao Yi must be crazy, cultivators are so easy to become? In addition, Qiao Yi suddenly built a store that he had not opened for several years into such a brilliant one, there must be some conspiracy, and he was trying to deceive himself into doing things for him.

The more Chen Yongan thought about it, the more he felt that he knew the truth, and before Qiao Yi could answer, he turned around and left, without bringing his head back.

"Alas, you ......"

Qiao Yi looked at Chen Yongan's distant back, and blurted out a sentence that his mother was about to sell criticism, but in order not to teach bad children, he chose to shut up decisively.

Qiao Yi sighed.

"Let's eat first, people are iron, rice is steel, don't eat a meal hungry. ”

......

Chen Yongan walked to a place where Qiao Yi couldn't see and trotted all the way home, at this time, his father Chen Chang was still cleaning up the leftover garbage after breakfast, and saw Chen Yongan, who had originally gone to Qiao Yi's house, running back, and hurriedly asked him what was wrong.

Chen Yongan told his parents everything that happened.

"Brother Yi is absolutely crazy, and he said that he wanted to take me to become a cultivator, how could it be? What do you want me to be obedient to, I'm really stupid, I must be trying to deceive me by making my home look so good. ”

Chen Yongan complained frantically.

"That's it, I already knew that Qiao Yi was not a good thing, or my son was smart and didn't let him deceive. ”

Chen Yongan's mother said on the side, her eyes full of doting on his son. "That kid is almost eighteen, he guards his father's broken shop all day long, and he has no interest at all, how can my son be powerful. ”

Even though Chen Chang felt a little strange that couldn't be explained, he didn't say anything when he saw the smiling faces of the mother and son. Just a faint mention.

"In that case, don't contact Qiao Yi. ”

Chen Yongan nodded, indicating that he understood.

......

The night is gradually falling, the night is shrouded, the surroundings are silent, the town is no longer noisy during the day, there is no so-called nightlife here, after a busy day, how can anyone still have the energy to enjoy the nightlife? And there is no mobile phone to play.

Qiao Yi found a new recliner from home, the original recliner became a sofa, Qiao Yi also asked where the original sundries sold in his store and his chaise longue went?

The system's answer is very simple: except for the host, nothing that lowers the quality of the god shop is allowed in the store.

Qiao Yi was speechless.

Qiao Yi, who was lying on the recliner, didn't notice at all that in the shadows not far from the god shop, a person appeared.

Cultivating immortals, practicing martial arts, and teaching everything.

Alchemy, forging tools, everything is sold.

The first thing that caught my eye was the couplet on the door that was not a couplet.

"Teach everything, sell everything? What a big breath, grandstanding, it seems that there is nothing special about it. Then it disappeared into the darkness. As if it had never been there.