Therefore, Xiao Yong once again realized the anti-heaven nature of the Mortal Seal, and in order not to waste this point, for a period of time, he spent the following period of time eating roast wolf meat and refining its inner spiritual power. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Bu Yicang refined his spiritual power and obtained the cultivation of the first level of qi refining, he was happy and excited, and wanted to laugh a few times, but seeing Xiao Yong's focused cultivation, it was inevitably disturbing, he didn't dare to speak out, and he also learned to be brave, eat roast wolf meat, and refine spiritual power.

It's just that there is more meat and less spiritual power, Bu Yicang came up a few times, and the spiritual power was not refined, but his stomach couldn't hold up, so he had to stop.

Bu Yicang stopped, but Xiao Yong did not stop.

It was as if his stomach had turned into a bottomless pit, and roasting wolf meat to eat didn't give Xiao Yong the feeling of being supported, and he didn't even feel full.

Xiao Yong also realized such a strange thing when he saw Bu Yicang's surprised gaze when he took roast wolf meat to eat again.

When he was in the bamboo house, Xiao Yong ate so many things, but less than two hours after he went to the ink hall, he was dizzy with hunger, and at that time he thought it was due to cultivation, but now that there is Bu Yicang to make a comparison, such a conclusion is naturally not valid.

"It's not caused by cultivation, it can only be caused by the Mortal Seal. ”

Xiao Yong looked inwardly at his body and found that this guess was indeed true.

When food enters the stomach and is digested, it becomes nutrition, and this nutrient is supplied to the internal organs, flesh and bones of the body through the blood and veins.

Common sense is like this, but there is a great change in Xiao Yong's body, it is the roast wolf meat that enters his stomach, and more than ninety percent of the nutrients digested are absorbed by his abdominal backbone.

And there was a wisp of immortal light on that spine, like the scorching sun melting ice and snow, rapidly speeding up the speed at which the roast wolf meat was digested.

"The nutrients are absorbed by that backbone, but they are not hoarded there, but slowly disperse to the bones of the whole body...... Xiao Yong raised his hand and clenched his fists, muttering to himself: "This is strengthening the bones of my whole body!"

Bone is the foundation of the body, and the stronger it is, the stronger the body.

Xiao Yong was happy to become stronger, so he didn't stop it and took care of it, and said to Bu Yicang, "It's okay, don't worry." Continue his spiritual power refining.

There is not much spiritual power in one bite of roast wolf meat, ten mouthfuls, one hundred mouthfuls...... Accumulated is also considerable.

Before being disturbed by Sheng Yan, Xiao Yong was already preparing to impact the second layer of qi refining, and now that he had a considerable amount of spiritual power accumulation, he would do it again.

There was no obstacle, and it was a matter of course, and Xiao Yong had done it.

Because Xiao Yong has noticed that if he doesn't use the immortal bone, but uses the spiritual root in his body to do this, he is afraid of many obstacles!

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Xiao Yong also understands the importance of the foundation, and after improving the realm, he stopped refining the spiritual power and turned to consolidate the realm.

And with this consolidation, he found that the second layer of qi refining was different from the first layer of qi refining.

First of all, the spiritual power running in the meridians was more than twice as fast.

The second is the amount of spiritual power that can be contained in the dantian, and the former is about five times that of the latter.

Finally, there is the method of inner vision, the same spell, which is used at this moment, and what is seen is clearer and more detailed.

After consolidating for a long time, Xiao Yong felt that there was no longer a problem of unstable foundation, opened his eyes and got up, and moved his sedentary body.

I can't see the passage of time in the dream cave, and Xiao Yong doesn't know the time now, but seeing that Bu Yicang has been sleeping with a stone on his pillow, he guesses that night has already fallen.

At night, he should sleep, and his mental state is excellent, and it is difficult to fall asleep when he lies down.

"That's right! Storage bag!"

Anyway, it's okay, it's better to take a look at such a fairy thing.

The storage bag is not like a bag, it is like a sachet, the sachet looks, the size of the sachet.

It is embroidered with eye-catching "Zhi Painting", and the side is also embroidered with slightly smaller words "Appreciation of Ink" and "Brave", so six words, proving the ownership of the storage bag.

As for the material of the storage bag, Xiao Yong looked through it several times, and felt that it was more delicate than the silk that his mother said, and more durable than the linen cloth he usually worn.

"Open Method...... Brother Bu said, just put spiritual power on it. ”

Xiao Yong did as he was told, and then looked surprised as he looked inside the contents of the storage bag.

The method of inward vision is to look at one's own body, and the storage bag belongs to the outside object, but it is thoroughly seen by him.

Xiao Yong felt magical, but what was even more magical was that the space inside the sachet-like storage bag was five feet long, five feet wide and five feet high.

There are clothes in the storage bag, there are tokens, there are meals, there are ...... A short knife that instantly captured all of Brave's attention.

It is less than half an arm long, and the width is uncertain due to the obscuration of the scabbard made of old animal skins, but it should be less than three fingers wide.

The handle was black and rusty, but Xiao Yong would not underestimate it, because he could feel its bloodthirsty edge.

"Good knife!, but ...... How can I take it out?"

If the storage bag does not have an opening, it will definitely not work, but it can be seen inside...... Xiao Yong's spirit moved, and a trace of spiritual power rolled towards the short knife.

Before the mechanism could be clarified, the dagger had disappeared from the storage bag, and when it reappeared, it fell in front of Brave Warrior.

Bravely put away the storage bag, picked up the short knife, and couldn't wait to pull out the knife.

"Buzz!"

The blade roars lightly, the knife shines, and the edge is revealed!

Xiao Yong was illuminated by the light of the knife, and his eyes lit up: "Good knife!

In admiration, Xiao Yong stroked the blade with his hand, as if he agreed with him as the master, with him stroking, the knife stopped, the knife light closed, and the blade showed the same rusty original appearance.

"When others look at it, they think it's a broken knife, but who knows that it has ever shown its edge?"

Xiao Yong was very satisfied with this short knife, and tried it a few times with a light swing, and was even more satisfied.

"It's a pity that I can't find a fierce beast to sacrifice the knife for the time being. ”

Bravely put the knife back into its sheath, pinned it to his waist, and replaced the position of the bone knife, just waiting for the fierce beast to sacrifice the knife, and he could become his killer.

After seeing the knife and the storage bag, Xiao Yong didn't want to cultivate for the time being, so he took out the stone relief carving and pondered.

Reflecting the light of the fire that was lit during the barbecue, and the fire that was still burning after adding branches at the moment, Xiao Yong could not see anything unique about the stone relief.

Xiao Yong knew that he was unheard of, and he was not angry about this matter, so he took the paperweight, used it as a pen, and used the ground as paper, and painted according to the stone relief.

Xiao Yong is literate, his mother taught him, he doesn't know how to draw, because his mother doesn't understand either, so Tu Tu Painting is really Tu Tu painting, according to the things drawn, a comparison, he himself was amused.

"Let's start with a simple one. ”

The content of the relief is a spirit beast resembling a squirrel holding a gravel, the spirit beast is more difficult, the gravel is relatively simple, and the gravel that is only composed of five strokes is the one that is painted and painted again.

One, two...... Not like.

One, two, three...... Still not like it.

One, two, three...... Well?

Xiao Yong looked surprised as he saw his shadow moving.

The shadow doesn't move, what moves is the firelight, but there is no wind blowing in the dream cave, how does the firelight move?

And Xiao Yong turned his head to look over, staring at the firewood for a while, but he didn't see it move.

"Illusion?" Xiao Yong retracted his gaze, thinking so, but after a few strokes, the shadow moved again, and as soon as he stopped, he stopped again.

"It's weird...... Or ......"

Xiao Yong started to write again, but his eyes looked in the direction of the firelight, and after a moment, he suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"Reiki! There's aura coming over there!"

The aura surged through the firelight, like an invisible wind, disturbing the firelight, disturbing the brave shadow to shake.

Xiao Yong looked over the firelight and found the source of the aura gushing out, which was the remaining feathered wolf meat!

"In other words, the spiritual power in the wolf meat has been lost due to my painting?"

This incident was enough to make Xiao Yong feel distressed, but it also made him faintly have a flash of inspiration, in order to find out the flash of inspiration, he endured the distress and started writing again.

This time, he closed his eyes and used the method of perception to perceive the aura.

It is true that spiritual power emerged from the wolf meat, scattered as spiritual energy, floated through the firelight, and came here, but the location it came to surprised Xiao Yong, it was actually the paperweight in his hand!

Xiao Yong also found that when he stopped writing, the paperweight lost the ability to absorb aura, and when he started writing, he moved his pen to draw gravel, and it had it again.

"And this paperweight seems to be a little impatient to absorb the aura...... "Xiao Yong grabbed a little aura: "Could it be ...... Is it a paperweight or a lack of aura?"

He made up for the lack of it, and he groaned bravely, and used his spiritual power to make up for it between strokes, but what made him horrified was that the spiritual power was surging away like a flood!

This frightened Xiao Yong quickly stopped writing, and the moment he stopped writing, he noticed a muffled explosion in his lower abdomen.

"The pen stopped and blew up in the belly, which is interesting. ”

While looking at his own body bravely, he both used his pen and added spiritual power, he wanted to see how it was interesting.

The pen moves, the spiritual power moves, it is the spiritual power in the dantian that is moving, it is converging, converging according to the strokes drawn on the ground by the paperweight.

"It's ...... Painting gravel in the dantian......?" This is the way of painting?"

Yes or no, after going out, you can find out as soon as you ask Mu Yuan, and at this moment, it is better to try painting!

Draw a stroke on the ground, gather a stroke in the dantian, and make two strokes on the ground, and gather two strokes in the dantian......

A total of five strokes, Xiao Yong drew it, and the dantian also gathered out.

Although it is a little out of shape, it is indeed a gravel appearance, it is a success, and a lot of spiritual power consumed in Xiao Yong's body appears to run wild, rushing towards it first, in order to seem to stabilize its shape.

It's just that the spiritual power in Xiao Yong's body is not enough, and he can't refine the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the surrounding area to replenish it, so its shape can't be stabilized.

With a bang, the spiritual power in the brave dantian exploded, and its power was not enough to blow up the dantian, but it was enough to blow up his qi and blood, his consciousness was shocked, and he was dizzy.

Then...... Nothing happened.

If you really want to count, it was the last bit of spiritual power left in the wolf meat of the feathered wolf that was forced to escape, turning into a pitiful wisp of spiritual energy surging towards Xiao Yong.

After a long time of delay, Xiao Yong recovered from his dizziness, and at this time, thinking back to what happened just now, he was sure in his heart.

"The reason why the gravel is unstable is that the appearance is out of shape, and the second is that the spiritual power is not enough. ”

The appearance is out of shape, and you can practice more, but this problem of insufficient spiritual power is unless there is another feathered wolf.

"How can there be such a coincidence in the world?" Xiao Yong did not make delusions, and then mentioned the paperweight, wanting to do that practice, but immediately, he raised his eyebrows and looked solemn.

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