Time flies, and it has been three years in the blink of an eye. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the past three years, Shi Lan has not only cultivated the alchemy technique to an unprecedented height, but also cultivated the Chaos Duel to the twelfth layer.

You must know that most of today's Qi practitioners are ready to refine Qi and dissolve the fog when they reach the peak of the tenth layer, and prepare to build a foundation, but Shi Lan forcibly suppressed the urge to build a foundation, and practiced to the twelfth layer of Qi cultivation with a burst of qi.

By now, she was unable to suppress it, and the abundant true yuan made her unable to compress it, so for safety, she came to the Foreign Affairs Palace, applied for a retreat cave, and prepared to retreat to death.

In the Foreign Affairs Palace, there was already a generation of new people replacing the old ones, Shi Lan took out most of the spirit stones that he had accumulated in the past three years by hunting spirit beasts, and took a token in his blood to another mountain.

It's a place for a special retreat.

reported to Uncle Zhuji, who was in charge of guarding the place, Shi Lan entered the cave according to the token number, and buckled the token in the recess of the door according to the instructions, a transparent arc of light instantly blocked the cave, and the huge stone door made a clicking sound and closed slowly.

The top of the stone wall emitted a faint white light, illuminating the narrow space of the cave house extremely softly.

Shi Lan sat on the futon in the middle, and a faint aura from below instantly enveloped her.

Shi Lan jumped up in disbelief, took away the futon, and a fresh breath slowly steamed up, the air around her seemed to flow in an instant, and the true yuan in her body also continued to agitate.

Shi Lan wrinkled her nose and inhaled, and hurriedly put the futon away.

In the end, it is a big sect, even if it is just an ordinary disciple's retreat, there are still spiritual veins, and it seems that it makes sense for the sect to collect those spirit stones.

Shi Lan sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and his heartache was replaced by a comfortable and comfortable feeling, and the golden light in his body was like a dexterous golden snake, constantly swimming along the meridians, and it was getting faster and faster.

Shi Lan ran the Chaos Decision over and over again, watching the spirit snake play and grow as it continued to grow.

I don't know how long it took, the spirit snake seemed to be tired of playing, its huge body filled the Shi Lan meridians, and when it slowly squirmed, the meridians expanded violently, and then slowly contracted, squeezing the spirit snake's body little by little, forcing its body to become slender and become more and more golden.

I don't know how long it took, Shi Lan only felt as if a lifetime had passed and it seemed like it was just a moment, the spirit snake was squeezed into a dull copper gold, and the body covered with meridians became only an inch long, the spirit snake seemed to have recovered its spirit all of a sudden, and it flew directly from the heart to the head.

A violent roar exploded in her ears, and Shi Lan felt as if her body had become very empty in an instant, and she urgently needed something to fill the void in her body.

The sky darkened at some point, the clouds gradually obscured the scorching sun in the sky, and the aura that was overflowing above the retreat mountain peak suddenly swirled violently, and a large amount of aura emerged from the spiritual veins, converging into a funnel-shaped cyclone along the whirlpool that had formed.

Shi Lan sat quietly cross-legged, and after a while, she shook open the storage bag and poured out all the spirit stones inside.

More than a thousand spirit stones rolled to the ground, and the crystal surface gradually lost its color as it rolled, and when it stopped completely, the spiritual energy on the spirit stones had been absorbed

Sensing that the aura was absorbed after only a moment, Shi Lan sighed helplessly.

Before cultivating, she realized that she had absorbed too much aura, for the sake of safety, and in order to have abundant aura to help advance, she specially chose this place where most of the cultivators cultivated by the foundation building monks, but the spiritual power she needed was too huge, even if there was a spiritual vein to help, it still couldn't meet her needs.

It seems that this advance is going to fail.

Shi Lan looked at his meridians inwardly, not knowing if his meridians could withstand the aura riot later.

Thinking of the results of several years of hard work, Shi Lan was still unwilling.

I'm still not well prepared.

As the time passed, the clouds in the sky grew darker and darker, and a man-tall black cloud loomed over the shadows of the other clouds.

The aura condensed into a cyclone continued to hover in the air, the shape of the funnel gradually became slender, and the smallest place at the bottom kept moving, and finally gathered in the wound of the Shilan Cave, wandering for a moment suddenly seemed to have found an exit, and poured down in a swarm, at this time the sky suddenly lit up with a blue color, and the black cloud hidden behind suddenly shone brightly, but disappeared in an instant.

In the main hall of the Qingyi Sect, Yumeng Zhenren looked worriedly at the place where the sect was specially used for retreat.

There was a small spiritual vein buried by the great power of the sect as early as the beginning of the establishment of the sect, because the spiritual vein was too small, so it could only be used by the disciples of the sect to rush the pass, and now the formation of a spiritual power vortex has been formed there, and it is conceivable that the spiritual energy in the spiritual vein is afraid that it has been consumed.

Today's cultivation realm is not as good as before, there are only a few surviving Yuanying guards in several major sects, and the extraction of spiritual veins to cultivate at least must be above the gods, it seems that the loss of this sect cannot be recovered.

The few elders standing on the side completely ignored Yu Mengzhen's distress, they all looked at the gradually shrinking vortex with bright eyes, if it weren't for the low air pressure around Yumeng Zhenren, they were afraid that a messenger would have flown over to ask what was going on.

Yu Mengzhen, as a Yuanying Monk, couldn't detect their hot eyes, and shook her head helplessly, she took out a communication talisman and sent it out.

Several elders are all Yuanying, and they all understand what Yumeng Zhenren is sorry about.

But in their opinion, an outstanding disciple is much more important than any spiritual vein, and the spiritual vein in the retreat has long been depleted after thousands of years, if this spiritual energy can create a talented disciple, in their opinion, it will definitely be a cost-effective thing at that time.

Yumeng Zhenren also hopes that there will be many talents in the sect, but if he doesn't know the price of firewood and rice, if the spiritual vein is a fine stream of water, how can he say that it can also achieve a few foundations and three or two knots, and now it is considered a waste, and it can only be used for the Qi training period in the future.

The messenger flew back quickly, and a moment later, the monk in charge of guarding the temple came to the gate of the temple to give a report.

Shi Lan didn't know that she had caused such a storm in Zhuji this time, and at this time she was busy combing through the aura that was constantly pouring into her body, and at the same time controlling the true yuan to repair the meridians that had been broken by the aura.

I don't know how long it took, she slowly opened her eyes, and the aura around her almost smoked her directly.

After quickly performing a cleansing technique and taking care of his body, Shi Lan hurriedly grabbed the token, started the cave, and then rushed out with an arrow step.

Walking quickly away from the area around the cave, Shi Lan took a long breath.

In the distance, a messenger seemed to have finally found Shi Lan's breath, and it flew like a sharp arrow.

Shi Lan's eyes were quick, and he grabbed the rune paper that had rushed to his eyes, and the majestic and indifferent voice of Yumeng Zhenren instantly sounded in his ears. (To be continued.) )