When night falls, stay in the inn for a long time

Under the quiet night, Chen Xiaoming's spiritual power diffused from Hua Qiangu's body, looking at Hua Qiangu, who had fallen asleep peacefully with the help of his spiritual power, he moved lightly and floated to the roof.

"Alas, the night is long."

Lying on the roof of the building, the figure is just a condensation of spiritual power, and that wisp of spiritual power is still good in Hua Qiangu's mind.

It has been more than a month since he came to this plane, and the spiritual power he consumed at the beginning has also recovered one-third.

The rest, it is estimated that it will only take two months to recover.

The only thing that gave Chen Xiaoming a headache was the power of space that was consumed.

There is still a trace of the power of the origin of the Space Dao, the power of his own spirit, whether the power of the desolation can be replenished, this is another question.

If you can't replenish the power of the Spatial Origin Dao, you won't be able to break through the realm and go back.

Thinking of his wisp of spiritual power, trapped in a world for countless years, Chen Xiaoming felt a headache.

It's no fun to rely on the ontology, and if you want to go back, you can only rely on yourself.

"I hope the power of the desolation can really replenish energy."

Sighing secretly, Chen Xiaoming looked at the vast starry sky and admired it alone.

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The next day

When everyone was sober, Luo Eleven directly took everyone to Changliu, and the sword flew, shuttling between the white clouds, which made Hua Qiangu a little scared and a little excited.

Flying all the way, everyone came to the Nagaru Mountain, and in mid-air, there were three small islands floating, which were the residences of the three statues of Nagaru.

"This is the long-stay pie, it's so beautiful!"

As soon as he landed, looking at the Changliu faction that looked like a fairyland on earth, Hua Qiangu looked around and exclaimed excitedly.

"Cut, I don't know, stupid boy, what is this?"

Chen Xiaoming pursed his lips, he just stayed in the mountain for a long time, although it looked good, but it was just a mortal immortal cultivation sect.

Compared to the ontology, it is not qualified at all.

"Wait for the teacher to go back, take you back to the teacher's door, and let you see what a fairyland is!"

The apprentice in front of him was too stupid, and Chen Xiaoming felt that he needed to open his eyes in advance.

Otherwise, once he returns to his body, this fool may be abducted.

Well, yes, Bai Zi draws, before leaving, solve him first!

Chen Xiaoming secretly calculated in his heart, after stealing the artifact of the Ten Directions and obtaining the power of the desolation, he must solve the matter of Baizi's painting first.

Thinking that his apprentice was going to be abducted by the scumbag of Bai Zihua, although this was just a possibility that had not yet happened, Chen Xiaoming was not happy.

When Chen Xiaoming was living in Hua Qiangu's mind, he was a step too late, and Bai Zihua's painting had already intersected with Hua Qiangu.

Otherwise, Baizi painting would not be so targeted.

"Master, you're bragging again."

Hua Qiangu is used to Chen Xiaoming's big words, and his master always likes to brag, saying how powerful he is, how powerful.

In fact, Hua Qiangu didn't see it at all.

"Hmph."

Seeing that Hua Qiangu didn't believe it, Chen Xiaoming snorted coldly, without explaining too much, some things, no matter how much she said, they didn't let her feel the truth with her own eyes.

After some testing, the test of the third level was the least difficult for Hua Qiangu, and the water in the Sansheng Pool could not hurt her at all.

Naturally, there is no need for Chen Xiaoming to help secretly.

At the end of the third level of the test, Changliu Sanzun and others all appeared, and issued Miyaki to Hua Qiangu and others, and dripped blood birth test stones.

In this way, Hua Qiangu was considered to have entered the Changliu faction and became the outer disciple of Changliu.

And Chen Xiaoming began to plan secretly, and his spiritual strength recovered in almost two months, just to get familiar with the surrounding environment.

After the distribution in the main hall was completed, Hua Qiangu and the others were arranged to the residence of the outer disciples, while Chen Xiaoming took advantage of Hua Qiangu's rest, gathered his figure alone, and went to the rest of Changliu Mountain.

"If I'm not mistaken, the streamer piano that has been here for a long time seems to be painted by Baizi."

Frowning, Chen Xiaoming glanced up at the island above, although his spiritual body could not be seen in the white painting, but once it was found to be abnormal, he would only recover one-third of his self, and he might be beaten.

"No, it seems that we need to understand the strength of this plane first."

Knowing himself and knowing his opponent, he will not be defeated in a hundred battles, Chen Xiaoming's figure moved, and went straight to the library of Changliu Mountain.

In the library pavilion, there is a formation isolation, but for Chen Xiaoming to come, it is naturally easy to enter.

The spiritual power swept over, and directly imprinted the contents of many books.

It's too troublesome to find one by one, so I moved them all away, and by the way, I can also teach Hua Qiangu.

In the library that has been left for a long time, the collection is not bad, which not only has the method of cultivation, but also has some side doors, gonzo.

After Chen Xiaoming imprinted all the contents, he disappeared directly, all the books were intact, and Bai Zihua and others didn't know that the collection of his sect was stolen overnight.

Flower Thousand Bones on the roof of the residence

"It turns out that there are so many immortal cultivation levels in the Flower Thousand Bone Plane."

After sorting out the information in his mind, Chen Xiaoming secretly said, although the world is small, this realm is divided into details.

There are nine stages in the whole cultivation of immortals, namely: first acquaintance, listening to the sound, breaking hope, knowing the subtleties, investigating the heart, ascending to the hall, giving up, creation, and ascending.

The level of immortals can be divided into nine grades according to the different mana: the first immortal, the second immortal, the third Taishang real person, the fourth flying heavenly real person, the fifth spirit immortal, the sixth real person, the seventh spirit person, the eighth flying immortal, and the ninth immortal.

And in the entire plane, the only five immortals are: Changliu Immortal, Pure Immortal, Zixun Immortal, Tanfan Immortal, and Donghua Immortal.

After sorting out the strength of each level in his mind in detail, after a while, Chen Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief.

"Whew, it's a little stronger than expected."

At the stage of cultivating immortals, Chen Xiaoming didn't put it in his eyes, the level of immortals, the top eight, Chen Xiaoming didn't care, but this ninth immortal made Chen Xiaoming take a look.

The difference between flying immortals and immortals is one level, but they are very different, and the gap between the two is very huge.

Chen Xiaoming is sure to deal with the first eight, but he is a little uncertain about this immortal.

"Your spiritual strength has recovered, you can go to kill Qianmo and try it first."

After hesitating, Chen Xiaoming still felt that it was better to be safe, and he would find a dozen to kill Qianmo first, after all, Bai Zihua was more cautious, and he couldn't expose his purpose as soon as he came up.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiaoming was not in a hurry, his figure moved, and he returned to Hua Qiangu's mind again, and the next thing was to quietly recover his spiritual strength and wait for the opportunity.

In the sea of knowledge, Chen Xiaoming sat cross-legged, absorbing a little starlight from the outside world, recovering his spiritual strength.

(End of chapter)