Chen Zimeng got rid of the rest of the thoughts in his mind, and concentrated on absorbing the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth, when he felt that it was appropriate, Chen Zimeng turned over his hand and took out countless spirit stones, surrounded him, and piled them up, while he sat in the pile of spirit stones, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy.

After a long time, the spiritual energy vortex in Chen Zimeng's dantian began to rotate rapidly, gradually forming the shape of an ocean and lake, but the center point was still a large whirlpool.

The aura was constantly absorbed, and one by one it fell into the whirlpool, and then turned into pure spiritual power hovering around the whirlpool.

In his mind, Chen Zimeng kept thinking about the difference between the seven layers of Qi cultivation that Ning Qin had told him.

First of all, the most essential change in the seventh layer of Qi training compared to the sixth layer of Qi training is the change of spiritual power, the spiritual power of the six layers of Qi training is just scattered in the dantian, like a river-like storage method, it looks like a river, but it is just an illusion of gas.

To reach the seventh level of Qi training, it is necessary to transform the spiritual energy from a gaseous form to a liquid state, becoming a real spiritual power river.

In the eighth layer of Qi training, these rivers need to gather together and turn into a lake of aura, and in the ninth layer of Qi training, the aura is like a sea.

Chen Zimeng knew that the so-called rivers, lakes, and oceans were just a kind of illusion of aura, and each person's aura would be different, and Ning Qin told him that this was just a method of judging in the realm, and it was not very important.

The most important difference is the degree of spiritual energy purity, the purer the spiritual power in a person's body, the higher his combat power and spiritual energy strength will be, and every trace of difference carries different energy.

Chen Zimeng cared about this difference very much, where was Lu Feng, he had been told that the purity of the aura essence was actually related to how far and how high he could go in the future.

High-level monks, in the Qi refining period, will basically do one thing repeatedly, that is, to purify spiritual power, in some big families or sects, the monk's aura will basically be more refined than scattered cultivation, because the family inheritance, the sect inheritance, have something that the loose cultivation does not have and desire, that is, the cultivation exercises.

The impact of the quality of the practice on the monk is very far-reaching, and a good practice is an important guarantee for whether a monk can have a higher realm.

In the cultivation realm, many people who are also very gifted have a low realm because they don't have a good practice, or because they don't have good resources for casual cultivation, they can't even break through to a higher realm in their lifetime, so they die of old age full of regret.

Chen Zimeng was undoubtedly very lucky, although the Bai Ye Sect was in dilapidation, and today it was a catastrophe, but Ning Qin gave him one of the main exercises of the Bai Ye Sect in its glorious period, "Ling Jue".

At that time, the Baiye Sect was the most powerful sect west of the land of Zhongzhou, and the cultivation method it majored in was incomparably powerful.

Therefore, the purity of the aura of the dantian in Chen Zimeng's body is unimaginable to the rest of the people, and even more so his sword cultivation identity, penetrating the hundred veins, that kind of benefit has benefited Chen Zimeng a lot.

That's why he can easily kill several sixth-level Qi cultivation disciples of the same level, and this is where his essence lies.

According to what Lu Feng told him, this is his avenue opportunity!

Taking a deep breath, a small half of the spirit stone beside him began to become gray, losing its color, and the surroundings became foggy because of the aura, which was very bright and colorful.

Chen Zimeng stretched out his hand to hold a bottle of elixir, dusted off the cork, and poured out a red Breaking Yuan Pill, which was the best auxiliary pill to break through the realm during the Qi cultivation period, and it was very precious.

Tilting his head and taking it, the pill has not yet turned into a medicinal force in the abdomen, and it went straight to the meridians of Chen Zimeng's body, after a big Zhou Tian cycle, Chen Zimeng's face was slightly flushed, and within the dantian, the whirlpool turned even faster, and every wisp of aura would be sucked in as soon as it touched the whirlpool and turned into pure spiritual power floating around, gradually, accumulating more and more!

At this time, Chen Zimeng silently operated "Ling Jue", a mysterious sound sounded in the air, and within the dantian, countless accumulations of spiritual power began to merge.

The spiritual power rotated, and the dantian space was expanded countless times, and more spiritual power was transformed, gradually filling the entire dantian space.

Suddenly, a drop of spiritual liquid formed, and all the spiritual power in the dantian tumbled violently, and soon more spiritual liquid was formed, slowly flowing in the dantian, gradually forming a long river.

At the end of the river is a whirlpool, the center of which is dim but covered with a little golden light, as brilliant as a starry sky.

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed, and Chen Zimeng kept running the spiritual power in his body, turning into pure spiritual liquid.

Countless pill spirit stones have already been consumed here!

With a wave of his hand again, he took out several times the spirit stones and piled them up beside him, and the huge spiritual energy poured into his body like a tide, first turning into spiritual power, and then into spiritual liquid, flowing endlessly in the dantian.

The more the spiritual fluid accumulated, the more the long river extended towards the mighty distance, and in the long river, the waves swelled and the waves were endless.

There was a soft sound in his body, and Chen Zimeng opened his eyes!

Seven layers of Qi training!

Breathing slightly, Chen Zimeng increased the absorption of spiritual energy again, and at this time, all the spiritual stones piled up around his body slowly became dim, and even some began to turn into ash particles, which were completely extracted by Chen Zimeng.

The spiritual power in the surrounding spirit stones was absorbed and consumed, Chen Zimeng stopped, and then looked at the dantian in his body, the long river was endless, the spiritual power was extremely pure, and a full sense of power emerged in his heart.

The seventh layer of Qi cultivation is like this, what about the higher?

Without thinking much about it, Chen Zimeng stood up, dusted off the spirit lime grains on his body, and waved his hand to set off a small whirlwind, blowing away the useless spirit lime grains all over the ground.

Looking at the pile of pill bottles in front of him, Chen Zimeng smiled bitterly, a breakthrough actually consumed all the pills on his body, and countless spirit stones were used, such consumption was simply terrifying, no wonder what those scattered cultivators hoped for most was to find a sect to cultivate.

Bending down, Chen Zimeng picked up the empty bottles all over the floor, took a few steps back, and stacked them all in the corner.

Walking out of the secret room and coming to Murong Yicang and a few people, Chen Zimeng unceremoniously asked for all the pills on their bodies, gave them a storage bag, which was full of spirit stones, and asked them to go out to buy pills, Chen Zimeng smiled bitterly and entered the secret room again.

According to his own conjecture, he was enough to enter the eighth layer of Qi training, but after breaking through, he didn't feel anything, and he wanted to give it a try.

Sitting down cross-legged again, Chen Zimeng did not swallow the pill in a hurry, nor did he take out the spirit stone and put it around, but closed his eyes and consolidated the cultivation of the seventh layer of Qi training, and when his breath calmed down and the cultivation stood firmly above the seventh layer of Qi training, Chen Zimeng took a pill and swallowed it gently.

The medicinal power circulated between the meridians, and Chen Zimeng's surroundings were still covered with piles of spirit stones, and the spiritual energy continued to overflow from the spirit stones, which were absorbed into Chen Zimeng's body.

In the dantian, the long river of spiritual power is rushing, the waves are blooming one after another, and the whirlpool at the end is also constantly rotating, exuding a faint golden light, which is brilliant.

A week later, as the spirit stones around him were consumed again, Chen Zimeng stopped a little and felt carefully, his cultivation had already reached the peak of the seventh layer of Qi training, and it was only a matter of stepping in the door from the eighth layer of Qi training, but he just couldn't break through.

This couldn't help but make Chen Zimeng depressed, waving his hand to disperse the surrounding spirit stone ashes, Chen Zimeng touched the storage bag, but found that the spirit stone on his body had already been used up.

For a while, Chen Zimeng was melancholy!

With a sigh, Chen Zimeng stood up and walked out. Murong Yicang went out, taking Zhong Fei, Bai Dao, Li Yi, and Wang Lin together, saying that they were going to exercise their fighting skills, while Shang Chi was kneeling cross-legged on the edge of the spiritual spring in the cave, slowly absorbing the faint aura emanating from the spiritual spring.

Chen Zimeng didn't disturb Shang Chi, walked towards the outside of the cave, opened the gate of the cave, and prepared to go to the mountain.

Walking to the inner door, Chen Zimeng suddenly found that it was very quiet, the scene of people fighting every day before was now gone, but occasionally he found that there were a few people walking on the road, looking hurried.

Chen Zimeng stopped a thin man, but was impatiently pushed away, so Chen Zimeng took out a flying sword, stretched it forward, and hit the man's neck.

There were slight fluctuations on his body, and a breath of seventh-layer qi cultivation rose, and the thin man's face changed instantly, and he hurriedly bowed, "Ouyang Zi has seen Senior Brother!"

"Your name is Ouyang Zi? Let me ask you, what is the situation of the sect recently, not long ago before I went into retreat, there was a lot of fighting here, why is it so quiet now?" Chen Zimeng asked coldly, the sword in his hand was slightly stiffened, and a blood-red mouth appeared on Ouyang Zi's neck, and blood flowed down.

Ouyang Zi hurriedly shouted to his senior brother's subordinates to show mercy, his face was pale, and he hurriedly told Chen Zimeng that half a month ago, the Futu Pagoda gathered a group of sixth-layer disciples and fifth-layer disciples of the Futu Tower, and they vigorously competed for the Inner Gate Cave Mansion, provoking countless battles。

Ouyang Zi had a bitter face, he had only practiced the fifth layer of Qi cultivation, and in order to survive, he declared his allegiance to the people of the Futu Tower, and only then did he get a chance to survive, but he was also dragged to work as a coolie, and his daily life was simply miserable.

In the Futu Tower, except for the original constituent disciples, the rest of the loyal people were only used as slaves, and the dissatisfied ones were all brutally killed.

Chen Zimeng was silent for a long time, put down the sword in his hand, waved his hand to signal Ouyang Zi to roll, and stood in place and squinted at Bai Yeshan.

He didn't understand, what the sect master was doing this for, by now the remaining disciples of the entire Baiye Sect were already less than half, and the core disciple election had not yet begun, was this a blood sacrifice or something?

Dead lives one after another, so cheap!

It is really that human life is not as good as mustard, so what is the Baiye Sect going to do? Ning Qin said that Chen Zimeng must become a core disciple before the catastrophe comes, what is the catastrophe? Before it comes, the entire Baiye Sect is already a sea of blood.

The Demon Sect is no different!

He carried his sword and walked towards the mountain step by step, Bai Ye Sect, the sect master of Wudao, he has a senior brother Lu Feng, three core disciples, Feng Ling, Zhang Yi, Ning Qin, and the inner disciples are less than thirty, among which Zhang Qiancheng is the strongest, and the outer disciples were originally five or six hundred, but now, there are less than a hundred.

At this time, Chen Zimeng came to Baiye Sect for more than a year, and the changes here can be called a blink of an eye, but how many lives have fallen silent here? How many dry bones are lying under his feet?

Chen Zimeng suddenly found that he was just a lucky person, if it weren't for Ning Qin, maybe he would have died a long time ago, dying on the side of a random road in Bai Ye Sect, and no one passing by would look at it.

It seems that his life is never in his own hands, the danger around him is always shadowy, and death is actually only a little distance away from him.

Closing his eyes, Chen Zimeng stood in front of the steps up the mountain from the inner door, extremely lonely.

The inner gate behind him and the outer gate are empty and empty!

It turned out that in the blink of an eye, the cypress leaves were already a sea of blood!