The soft light of light blue lit up little by little in the stone room. After being burned by the dark fire, the spirit stone in Fang Yi's hand finally turned into two bottles of spiritual liquid.

Looking at these two bottles of spiritual liquid, Fang Yi felt a little pain while looking forward to it.

Speaking of which, people cultivate immortals. Consuming a small number of spirit stones, or even not consuming many spirit stones, you can achieve great achievements just by meditating and cultivating.

And he, relying on a large number of spirit stones, spirit grasses..., countless heavenly and earthly treasures have been piled up, and he can only improve his cultivation a little.

But this is also something that can't be helped, who made his spiritual root extremely bad. After these days of cultivation, he saw clearly how bad his broken spiritual root was.

In the past, he only thought that this spiritual root was a fire spiritual root. But after such a long time of understanding, he reluctantly found that the spiritual root in his body was not only a spiritual root. Compared to the Fire Spirit Root, it is not even as good as .......

Sit down with your knees crossed and don't think about it anymore. Although this spiritual root is helpless, his heart for cultivating immortals is resolute. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will not give up.

The aura is faint and quiet, like a gentle stream, slowly flowing in the meridians of Fang Yi.

The fingers are changed, and the qi refining trick is opened. Under the guidance of the magic technique, the aura flowed around his big and small Zhou Tian, little by little, to the dantian in his abdomen.

The light on the storage bag flashed, and the spiritual liquid refined from two thousand lower-grade spirit stones appeared in Fang Yi's mouth. Without the slightest hesitation, with a single mouth, all the spiritual liquid forged by these thousands of spirit stones was poured into his own mouth.

The body was like a balloon that had been blown up, and as soon as the two bottles of spiritual liquid were swallowed, Fang Yi's body reacted. Little by little, his body became a little swollen.

No surprise, no panic. Perceiving this, Fang Yi urged the magic trick and used all his strength to guide these spiritual fluids that entered his body into the dantian little by little.

After cultivating for so long, he was used to this situation. Now, he just needs to follow the steps, introduce the spiritual liquid into the dantian, and then compress it in the dantian.

The faint dark fire with a hint of coolness began to be active again. Under Fang Yi's deliberate control, the aura that entered the dantian did not first merge with the other aura in the dantian. Instead, he bypassed them and flowed first to the soaring Dark Fire.

"Boom, boom, boom".

The sound of burning aura rang out, and under the burning of the dark fire, these aura gradually shrank. However, in the process, the aura became more and more refined.

Originally, so many lower-grade spirit stones were enough for Fang Yi to raise his cultivation to the fifth level of qi refining. But in order to lay a stronger foundation for yourself, let yourself take the next step better. Fang Yi didn't simply pursue the improvement of his cultivation realm.

Because the consequence of that promotion will only make one's cultivation vain. In the long run, this will not be conducive to his next cultivation advancement.

The incomparably pure aura flowed out of the dark fire, and after the dark fire burned, these aura began to grow little by little, and gathered together with the other aura in the dantian.

In this process, the space occupied by the aura in the dantian also began to expand little by little. From just over three-tenths at the beginning, it gradually became four-tenths at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Observing this, Fang Yi nodded with satisfaction. Even so, his cultivation progression slowed down. But its own foundation, in the process, has become extremely solid.

It is safe to say that, with his present foundation, he looks at other monks in the same realm as him. There shouldn't be anyone more solid than him.

Slowly guiding with his eyes closed, during Fang Yi's cultivation, there was always a turbid gas coming out of his body. Undoubtedly, this gas was the residue that was discharged from the surface of his skin after the aura in the dantian was burned by the dark fire.

Almost an hour had passed, after so much time had passed since Fang Yi had been operating the Dharma. Slowly, he finally opened his eyes.

Standing up from the ground, he moved his numb hands and feet. Fang Yi activated the aura in his body, and at the same time, he poured all his mind into it.

"Whew".

He breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, after such a long period of cultivation, he was not disappointed. After drinking two bottles of spiritual liquid, his cultivation had reached the peak of the fourth layer of qi refining.

That is to say, next time, there will be a large number of spiritual stones, elixirs and other things that are rich in spiritual energy. Then he can, and really impact the fifth layer of Qi refining.

Find the switch at the entrance of the cave on the stone room, and Fang Yi pressed it.

"Boom".

With a loud sound, the door to the cave slowly opened. As the door opened, a staircase appeared in front of it. Walking out of the stone chamber along the steps, Fang Yi casually closed it again.

Now he is still in Fushan Castle, for safety. Sun Wuyi's body is still not exposed. lest there be any accidents.

The golden sunlight shone down, and along the rising sun, Fang Yi took a deep breath. I didn't expect the night's work to pass so quickly.

Next, his plan was to get out of the city first. Then go to the ancestral house of the Tsing Yi scribe and take the materials he left there to raise the spiritual root. After that, he advanced to the Earth Fire Forest and picked the Earth Fire Zhi ...... inside.

Fang Yi walked along the street towards the city gate, and went out of the city very smoothly. According to the map given by the scribe, Fang Yi walked towards the fork in front of him.

"Knock", he stopped very abruptly, his facial muscles moved, and Fang Yi's face couldn't help but change.

"Who is it? What kind of good man is sneaky, give it all to me." Fang Yi, who suddenly turned around, looked at the place behind him, and shouted with a cold face.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to have such a keen spiritual sense, since you have already left the city. Then if I make a move here, it won't be a violation of the city rules. "Coming out from behind the tall trees, a man in his thirties with a goatee.

And as his voice fell, a group of people behind him. One by one, they also walked from the hidden place to Fang Yi's face.

"The boss is him, he is the one who holds the medium-grade spirit sword. Take away our bounty and kill Chen Zhuang's monk from another place" Looking at Fang Yi, a person walked out from behind the goatee, pointed at Fang Yi and said to the goatee.

"Qian Er", saw the familiar figure, and then heard what he said. Fang Yi's face turned cold, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of murderous intent in his heart.

I didn't expect to let go of this villain and bring him such trouble. If this is the case, he should have chased after him, and the sword resulted in this money two.

"Well, Qian Er, you did a good job. Now I allow the two of you to join my Qingcheng Gang. Looking at Qian Er, the goatee nodded.

"Thank you, boss, the two of us will definitely follow you well in the future. For you to go to the soup and die again. Hearing the goatee's words, Qian Er and the black-robed young man who attacked the scribe in Tsing Yi spoke excitedly.

Looking at these two people, Fang Yi's heart became more and more murderous. Without explanation, Fang Yi slapped the storage bag with his hand, and the fiery red sword appeared in his hand.

"Boss, I'm right, he has a medium-grade spiritual weapon in his hand. Before, he relied on this to defeat us and kill Chen Zhuang. Looking at the goatee, Qian Er said attentively.

"Oh yes, he's been to Grandpa's Mansion before. In his storage bag, there must still be five hundred lower-grade spirit stones rewarded by his grandfather." As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Er continued to add with a hint of poison.

Come to think of it, when he appeared at the banquet, he must have been discovered by the villain Qian Er.

His eyes became colder and colder, looking at Qian Er and this group of people who didn't know whether they were alive or dead. Murder in Fang Yi's eyes. Out of his eyes, he pierced out.

If people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, and since they dare to come, let them taste the consequences of angering themselves.