Ye Qinzhu entered the stone room and sat down cross-legged. Let the spiritual power gather in the dantian first, and then circulate around the body.

When controlling the spiritual power, she felt a little difficult at first, like the spiritual power that should have been gathered into a circle was missing a piece for no reason.

But the jade pendant given by the priest played a good role, making up for Ye Qinzhu's flaw, allowing her to manipulate her spiritual power freely.

After a simple pranayama and re-gathering the spiritual power, Ye Qinzhu took out the spiritual grass she had obtained from the beast ridge from the stone of the bracelet.

His fingers circled around the spirit grass, and the spirit grass was surrounded by the spiritual power of the transformation and disappeared.

Ye Qinzhu closed her eyes, and she could clearly feel that the spiritual grass was decomposed by her spiritual power and merged with her spiritual power, making the somewhat thin spiritual power gradually thicken.

The reason why she can't use her spiritual power freely is that there is too little spiritual power in her body that she can control freely, and the spiritual power transformed by the spiritual grass just provides her with help, allowing her to suppress the spiritual power that is scattered due to the lack with the assistance of the jade pendant.

After refining all the spirit grasses, Ye Qinzhu felt that the sense of lack that had been filled by the jade pendant had faintly disappeared. She took off the jade pendant and found that she could barely manipulate the spiritual power in her body.

So, it turns out that the previous discomfort was all due to the lack of spiritual power?

The cultivation of a spirit master is divided into qi refining and root refining.

People with low-level talents can only refine their qi, and improve their level and proficiency by familiarizing themselves with the operation of spiritual power, up to the ceiling of their own star level.

People with advanced talents can refine their roots and achieve the effect of ascending to stars by constantly nourishing their blood with spiritual power.

At the time of the initial measurement, there were very few people whose talent was higher than the sixth-star, and the seventh-star and eight-star were purely acquired cultivation. The standard of nine stars is not clearly stipulated, and people who are at the peak of eight stars, or far beyond ordinary eight stars, can be called "nine stars".

Because of this set of rules, there is a saying in Ning Guo: low-level spirit masters are equal to wasters, and high-level spirit masters are treated equally.

Although refining qi alone can quickly operate spiritual power, this is not a peaceful immortal mountain after all. If you don't have actual combat experience, no matter how high your spiritual value is, it's just brute force.

Ye Qinzhu retracted his coiled legs, and played with the small pebbles that were spinning without touching the ground, and officially started the idea of the beast ridge and the ostrich.

After so many days, although King Changling was trying his best to block the Beast Ridge, he could stop those spirit masters who had cultivated quite highly. But don't look at the spirit masters coming in every day, the birds are still nesting in the beast ridge in a good manner.

According to the normal situation, a demonic beast has no spiritual power except for the rest of its magic crystal body, and the barbecue is extremely delicious.

But right now, high-level spirit masters are coming in batches, and some are even traveling together. If it's just for the magic crystal, either those spirit masters are fascinated by the roasted scorpion, or there is more than one magic crystal on the fowl's body.

Ye Qinzhu knew that he was not capable of fighting a five-star soldier single-handedly, so he began to consider forming an alliance with those spirit masters.

The first time she sneaked into the Beast Ridge, she didn't find the right person, and looted most of the spiritually rich herbs in the Beast Ridge;

The middle-aged man, dressed in green clothes, looked vigilantly at the girl who broke in from outside the beast ridge.

Ye Qinzhu wore a coarse cloth short shirt, but he wore a gorgeous bracelet on his hand that did not match his clothes, and his long hair was simply tied up with a simple but fine hair crown.

This outfit is really tyrannical!

When the man looked at Ye Qinzhu, Ye Qinzhu was also thinking about the other party.

Alone, you either have enough strength, or you have some scruples and are reluctant to form an alliance. If he is strong... It has been ten and a half days and a half since they first met, and this one is still empty-handed, and it is really unreasonable.

"Say, what do you want from the ostrich?" Ye Qinzhu was half lying comfortably on the trunk of the tree, looking determined to win, "If our goals are not in conflict, we can cooperate." ”

"I want the Crystal of the Owl. The middle-aged man sneered.

"Okay. Ye Qinzhu agreed, "I want the place of the bird except for the magic crystal." ”

The middle-aged man was stunned, and looked at Ye Qinzhu's gaze and couldn't help but be more cautious. Ye Qinzhu saw the man leave the branch he was on and flashed in front of her.

"Little doll, do you know what the Worm is used for in other places?"

"What if you know, what if you don't know?" Ye Qinzhu tugged at the corners of his mouth, not intending to answer, "I'm just here to ask, do you need to cooperate?"

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, was silent for a moment, and spoke again: "Your spiritual value." ”

"Five stars and one class. Ye Qinzhu thought about exaggerating, but she didn't know if a man who was more powerful than herself could see through herself, or chose to tell the truth.

The man nodded, and stretched out a hand with a word like gold: "Cheng." ”

Ye Qinzhu smiled and stretched out his hand and shook it with the man. After confirming that he did not hide the poison needle, he withdrew the spiritual power between the two before touching his skin, and his smile became a little sincere.

Less leaning, the two of them landed. Ye Qinzhu hid the jade pendant in his hand ring at the same time, and the slightly gathered spiritual power instantly dispersed, and after swimming around in his body, Qi Qi only went in one direction.

"Where are you going?" The middle-aged man saw Ye Qinzhu's face turn pale for a moment, then turned around and walked towards a place firmly.

"Since it's cooperation, I can't show some sincerity first?" Ye Qinzhu looked back and smiled, "Although there is no guarantee that it will be nine out of ten, by the way, where does that direction lead?"

"Sycamore Forest. "The middle-aged man is inexplicable.

Ye Qinzhu's face showed a look of clarity, although this dynasty did not have works such as "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" and "Zhuangzi", but the myths and legends of her original world were in line with the habits of the mythical beasts of the Xiuyi Continent.

If she did find the bird in this direction, then her conjecture would have been basically confirmed.

The two of them traveled secretly, dodging countless spirit masters who came to find them together.

The Beast Ridge was too big, and the only place where the Bird had appeared had already been ambushed, and the rest of the spirit masters suddenly became headless flies on this big stage. The only one who has a clear goal is Ye Qinzhu.

It's just that Ye Qinzhu's perception of spiritual power is gradually weakening, and I'm afraid that when she is completely separated from the jade pendant, she will no longer be able to feel the unevenness of spiritual power.

Ye Qinzhu restrained his breath and suppressed his breathing. It wasn't until I heard the sound of gurgling water that I suddenly looked up.

A clear spring flows on the stones, nourishing the surrounding plane trees that dance in the wind. A large golden bird stood by the spring, folded its wings, and was drinking by the spring.

The Fu Hu Bao is born in the South China Sea, and flies in the North Sea, not only the sycamore, but not the practice, not the food, the non-Liquan does not drink.

This sycamore forest must be very beautiful, and this clear spring must be very sweet.

Ye Qinzhu took out the jade pendant and beckoned behind him. The middle-aged man didn't need to be reminded, he had already flown forward.

The bird was drinking, and when he looked up, the man had already flown behind the bird, took out a long knife from a ring, and slashed at it with a bang.

That knife used all his strength, and the coercion was even better than Ye Qinmei.

Could it be the peak of the six-star? No, the seven-star spirit master?