Advancing to the Spiritual Realm, not preparing to use the power of the elixir, what arrogant words this is. In the eyes of the older generation of cultivators, without the assistance of the power of the elixir, it is undoubtedly more difficult than ascending to the heavens if they want to advance to the level of enlightenment.

Before, Elder Fang Ji had been wondering why Jiang Xiaofeng was already at the peak of the ninth order of spirit building, why he was unwilling to take the spirit pill to advance to the rank, it turned out that he was waiting for a suitable opportunity.

"Xiao Feng, I know you are arrogant, but advancing to the Spirit Realm is not a joke. If you accidentally lose all the games, it will be too late to regret it. ”

Elder Fang Ji looked at Jiang Xiaofeng with a worried face, and he really didn't know what this kid who was not afraid of heaven and earth thought.

"Well, I know the measure, don't worry, Elder, I'm more afraid of death than anyone else. ”

Elder Francis' glared at him fiercely, and then he laughed secretly in his heart, and thought to himself: "If nothing else, you are sure that you are afraid of death:

"Then you can take care of it yourself, but don't fall short. ”

Jiang Xiaofeng nodded firmly, he already had his own plans for advancing to the Spiritual Realm.

At this time, Elder Fang Qingyuan, who was fighting in the distance, said a little anxiously:

"Have you finished speaking, come over and take a hand and slaughter this old wretch. If we don't enter the East and leave the mountain, let alone meat, I'm afraid that other family soups won't be left for us. ”

When the people heard the voice, they turned their minds to themselves. I almost forgot that Elder Fang Qingyuan was still fighting with the last man in black.

"Fang Yi, since Xiao Feng has said so, don't be polite. If you eat the tonic elixir, you will break through your cultivation here. In this way, we entered the east and left the mountains, and our combat strength rose a lot. Now Elder Fang Yu and I have gone over to help, Xiao Feng, you stay here to protect Elder Fang Yi. ”

Jiang Xiaofeng understood that this was Elder Francis's protection of himself, and he was afraid that he would make a mistake, so he found an excuse for himself to protect the Dharma. However, Jiang Xiaofeng is also happy like this, the black-clothed man on the other side is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Spiritual Realm, in case he is like Zhao An for a while, he will make a killer trick to blow himself up, and he is unfortunately hit, then his little life will be over.

"The old man of the Zhao family, you dare to plot against the people of our Fang family, take your life today. ”

Elder Fang Ji shouted angrily, and Elder Fang Yu no longer hesitated, the two of them stepped forward, and the four of them immediately became a mess. I'm afraid that the people of the Zhao family will be unable to fly this time with wings.

Jiang Xiaofeng turned his head and didn't look at them anymore, the man in black was only a matter of time before he died:

"Elder Fang Yi, take this opportunity and quickly eat the Tonifying Spirit Pill. We're on our way in a minute, so you're welcome. ”

Although Elder Fang Yi was an elder of the Fang family, he had never been taken seriously for a long time. He is not a descendant of the Fang family, he has relied on his own courage to fight and fight, so he has reached where he is today. Even so, he hadn't been vigorously cultivated by the Fang family for decades, let alone given him a spiritual elixir.

If the Fang family regarded him as a descendant disciple cultivator, I am afraid that he would already be a cultivator of the Spiritual Realm by now. Even if it was his brother Fang Yu, it was Fang Wenhong who had spent a lot of effort a few years ago to get a pill of spiritual tonic pill that allowed him to advance to the cultivation of the Enlightened Spirit Realm.

For Jiang Xiaofeng, the more Elder Fang Yi looked at it, the more he liked it. Not only because Jiang Xiaofeng gave up the Tonifying Pill to himself, but also because Jiang Xiaofeng, like him, was also born at the grassroots, and he relied on his own accumulation bit by bit to get to where he is now. He admired Jiang Xiaofeng from the bottom of his heart:

He looked up at the slightly unruly kid in front of him, and his eyes were a little dry:

"Xiao Feng, thank you!"

Jiang Xiaofeng smiled slightly, he didn't understand what Elder Fang Yi was thinking. Three years of forbearance allowed him to taste the ups and downs of the world. He can empathize with the feeling of being bullied more than anyone else.

He suddenly felt that this world was so cruel, and a tonic elixir made people like this. What kind of struggle do those countless monks who have crawled at the bottom and even risked their lives have to go through in order to go further?

The Elder Fang Yi in front of him represented the thousands of monks who had been trampled underfoot. Countless gate lords and nobles control the best cultivation resources, even if they reward you with a pill, it is like feeding a dog, and you have to be grateful to him.

"Elder Fang's words are serious, and now I am also half of the Fang family. You're welcome, eat it. ”

Hearing this, Elder Fang Yi couldn't hold back any longer, and the grievances he had suffered for decades seemed to have finally erupted, and a turbid tear was boiling down:

"Xiao Feng, according to my seniority, I am your elder. But although you are young, the old man admires your style of conduct. This time, the old man remembered it, and if he was sent in the future, he would go to the soup and go to the fire, and the old man would not give up. ”

Without waiting for Jiang Xiaofeng to answer, Elder Fang Yi swallowed the tonic pill in one bite and began to exercise his pranayama. Jiang Xiaofeng sat cross-legged on the side, looking at Elder Fang Yi intently, observing how he advanced to the Spiritual Realm.

After a short time, Jiang Xiaofeng found that Elder Fang Yi, who had eaten the Tonifying Spirit Pill, began to flush. With him as the center, the aura of heaven and earth began to fluctuate.

Immediately after, Elder Fang Yi conjured another magic seal, and above his head, the aura suddenly began to gather. Elder Fang Yi shouted angrily, and the aura above his head suddenly accelerated violently. After a while, all the spiritual power seemed to turn into a whirlpool, and began to spin wildly in an hourglass shape.

This is the spiritual power vortex?

Jiang Xiaofeng watched stupidly, not daring to miss every step, this is an excellent opportunity to observe.

The most critical moment of advancing to the spiritual realm is the spiritual power infusion. Now that the spiritual power vortex has been formed, the next step is for the spiritual energy to penetrate the Tianchong veins above the head, wash the marrow and cut the body, broaden the spiritual veins of the whole body, and finally advance to the spiritual realm.

To advance to the spiritual realm, you need the support of powerful spiritual power, and the spirit pill can forcibly gather the surrounding heaven and earth aura and turn it into your own use.

The reason why many monks fail to advance to the spiritual realm is that when the spiritual power is infused, their own spiritual power is not enough, and they do not have enough strength to guide the spiritual power to infuse the body, which eventually leads to failure. The light one's own cultivation is damaged, and the heavy one dies, so ordinary people don't dare to easily try to break through the spiritual realm without the help of the spirit pill.

"Ahh

A long howl from Elder Fang Yi suddenly came from the opposite side, and it turned out that the spiritual power vortex had already begun to wash away his Tianchong spiritual vein, flowing along the top of his head.

The strength of the ninth-order peak realm of the Spirit Building, Jiang Xiaofeng understands it better than anyone else. But Rao was like this, Elder Fang Yi couldn't withstand the pain of the spiritual power infusion, his face turned pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead.

Jiang Xiaofeng dragged his cheeks with one hand, thinking about some things. Gradually, his eyes brightened, and he said to himself:

So do it!