After finding a stable place to live in Xianyi City, Nuomi began to lock up and cultivate alone.

She didn't lack spirit stones, nor did she lack the elixirs she used when she cultivated on weekdays. The small seedlings of medicinal herbs that she had transplanted into the Ethereal Illusion Realm were enough to provide her with the aura she needed for cultivation.

When she was in the village of scattered cultivation before, she helped those scattered cultivators re-plan the warehouse where the immortal medicine was placed, and under the pretext of the "master" behind her, she opened the furnace to refine some of the remaining immortal medicines in the village into pills, so she received a lot of thanks. Some were immortal elixirs that she didn't know the use of now, and some were medicinal seeds. It is not limited to the medicine of the immortal medicine, or the herbs of the secular world outside. As long as it can be delivered to her, the glutinous rice will not be refused.

After putting the soul elements of Mu Kui and Lu Leopard in the room, she began to take out all those medicinal seeds and slowly planted them in her body.

She still didn't know if there was a transformation of herbs in that ethereal fantasy world, so in order not to waste the seeds of those herbs, she still planted a batch of herbal seeds on the little black ball first, and then thought of transplanting them into the ethereal illusion after those medicinal seeds grew small seedlings on the little black ball first.

Naturally, the ethereal illusion was also planted with herbal seeds, and she watered it every day with cloud dew, just waiting for those herbs to grow, she knew if they would become like the little black ball in this ethereal illusion, and they would become the kind of appearance that made glutinous rice completely unpredictable.

To say that those small seedlings now seem to have completely lost their original medicinal effect, glutinous rice does not dare to take out the leaves of those small seedlings and mix them into the elixir to open the furnace for alchemy, nor dare to take them to others, and I don't know if the grass leaves that grow can still have the original effect.

The immortal medicine that was planted in the small black ball was very normal, at least after it grew, it was already the original appearance, and it did not become a small seedling condensed by another kind of aura like those herbs.

The purple wood spirit fruit pit that glutinous rice specially exchanged for during the experience has now sprouted and grown. An earthy yellow huā flower is blooming, ready to condense into fruit. In order to let this purple wood spirit fruit grow well, Nuomi also specially dug a small soil puddle in the ethereal illusion world, and used the cloud dew trick several times a day towards the small soil puddle, so that the spiritual water accumulated in the soil puddle and turned it into a small pond.

The two little spirit insects that had been locked in the spirit beast bag were also put outside by glutinous rice. The two little spirit insects first flew around in the space of the ethereal illusion and made a few small turns. Then he slowly stopped and came to the edge of the small spiritual spring.

Glutinous rice didn't dare to alarm the two little insects at all, for fear that they would be frightened. He gave up living in the puddle, but stood far away from a spiritual valley, secretly looked at the two little insects, and saw that they had finally settled down in the stone crevice next to the puddle, so he breathed a sigh of relief and began to busy with other things.

It is not an overnight thing to let those two little insects stay in this ethereal fantasy world to live and reproduce, but it is always necessary to wait for the two little insects to settle down, and then slowly develop in this illusion.

Moreover, there was already a hazy light in this ethereal illusion. It's not very bright, but it's enough to look around. The Purple Wood Spirit Fruit needs the illumination of the aura, but it does not require the strength of the aura. Nuomi had never seen the light cut off in this ethereal illusion, and in such an environment, the growth of the Purple Wood Spirit Fruit no longer needed to rely on two small spirit insects like that.

Except for the Spirit Valley and the Immortal Medicine. There was still nothing else in this little ethereal fantasy world, not even a decent place to sit, and every time glutinous rice came in, he could only sit on the ground and start cultivating cross-legged.

She didn't think about making this ethereal illusion really a fairyland-like place, she just regarded this ethereal illusion as a spiritual field that was easy to use and could be carried around. She had searched the ethereal realm carefully, but she had not been able to find any connection between the environment and her body.

If it is said that this ethereal illusion has been hidden in her body, it seems a little unlikely. But if this illusion is located somewhere else, the roots that hang down from the top are somewhat inexplicable.

She had also tried to bombard the smoky façade with a spell that looked weak but was actually extremely hard, only to find that the exterior wall really didn't leave any traces. She bombarded with her best spells, but she couldn't even punch a crack in the wall.

I saw that the smoke-like wall seemed to have been dented from it, and before Nuomi could react and follow up, the spells had already been absorbed by the sunken wall, as if a stone had been thrown into the water, just a circle of ripples, and soon regained its calm.

If glutinous rice had high hopes on this ethereal illusion before, now it is really disappointed to hit the wall with its head. Thankfully, she didn't take this ethereal illusion as a miracle.

Although the jade slips outside all described the ethereal illusion as very mysterious, and rendered the aura and immortal treasures stored inside into a treasure trove, Nuomi really knew that there was no such thing in the ethereal illusion that belonged to her. Not to mention the treasure left by the immortals, there is not even a trace of anyone else's life in this illusion.

So she didn't think about getting any more benefits from this ethereal illusion in the first place. Even if this ethereal illusion was always just a place for her to grow the Spirit Valley Immortal Medicine, it was enough to make Nuomi feel lucky.

After having time to calm down and cultivate, the cultivation of glutinous rice can be said to be a thousand miles in a day.

Her talent is already very good, her spiritual root is very high, and her ability to comprehend spells and spells is also quite extraordinary. If it weren't for the small black ball and the cold vine in her body, she should have broken through the light stage early. Now that she had this ethereal illusion, she was finally able to calm down and cultivate, the obstacles that had stood in front of her had been removed, and there were enough spiritual energy and pills for her to cultivate, and she realized that cultivation was such a simple thing.

The efforts she had put in in the past had now become a boost for her to cultivate easily. It was precisely because she had to put in more effort than ordinary people to be able to barely improve her cultivation a little, so she would build her mind and her true yuan power to be extremely tenacious.

Ordinary cultivators still need to slowly temper their true yuan power when they are cultivating and improving, so that those true yuan forces become stronger and more viscous, and at the same time exercise their divine consciousness, so that their divine consciousness will not break when it is infinitely extended.

For a monk, these are all gradual and there is no room for sloppiness. Even if you relax even a little, you may end up in ruin. Even if the situation is slightly better, the consciousness will be pulled too violently to be retracted, causing permanent damage.

Those exercises were warned more than once, saying that the improvement of the exercises must be done step by step, and at the same time, the true yuan power and divine consciousness should be exercised, and only after both sides are balanced, can the cultivation be slowly improved. In the past, there were also ways to take pills or take other evil ways to forcibly improve their cultivation.

Those methods all used some informal means to increase the aura contained in the True Yuan Force several times in a short period of time, and pushed the monk to a higher level by force. But none of those monks came to a good end. The best thing is that the scope of the divine consciousness has skyrocketed because of the sudden ascension, and the divine consciousness cannot be taken back, and in the end, the remaining divine consciousness in the body of the guide zhì is insufficient, and he has become a complete idiot.

What's even more terrifying is that the body will be broken by the surging aura, and finally the whole person will explode.

Nuomi didn't know that her true yuan power and divine sense had been forged very tough because of the little black ball, and after calming down and cultivating, she suddenly found that her cultivation had improved rapidly, and she immediately remembered the warning she had seen on the Gongfa Jade Slip before.

She is no longer the mentality that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers as she was at the beginning, and every time she cultivates, she carefully cultivates in accordance with the method described in the exercises.

However, even so, what she cultivated was the most inconspicuous Qi Nourishing Heart Sutra at the beginning, and the speed of improvement in her cultivation was still so fast that she felt scared.

"Am I encountering some demons, or is there any threshold? I've never heard of such a demon. ”

Every time Nuomi finished meditating and cultivating, she couldn't help but talk to herself like this. She had only heard of someone who had encountered a threshold when they were cultivating, and they couldn't cross it despite all the hardships, but she had never heard of someone whose cultivation could advance by leaps and bounds.

After cultivating every day, she had to spread out her divine consciousness and extend it as much as possible so that she could test the scope of her divine consciousness, which could also be regarded as an exercise by the way, so that she would not have the situation of being suddenly rushed to a new level, and then her divine consciousness was suddenly dispersed.

This practice of radiating the divine sense, if discovered by some grumpy monks, may think that the glutinous rice is provocative. Fortunately, she lived in such a small courtyard, surrounded by some streets that were not very lively, and there were no monks in the courtyard who were of a higher rank than her, even if they often exercised like this, they did not cause any trouble after all.

Naturally, the situation that Nuomi had been worried about did not appear, and her cultivation was steadily improving little by little.