Song Wanling still squeezed out a trace of spiritual power and reluctantly fell to the ground.

The cultivation was harvested, and there were no injuries, and in the last step, the face could not be lost!

"It's so embarrassing, I'm almost going to fall into a dog and eat, junior sister, didn't you fall in when you went in?"

Song Wanling felt that she had landed perfectly, but the sound of ridicule in her ears at this time was harsh.

She glared angrily.

Lin Rongrong's face was full of ridicule, and she was quite proud in her heart, and finally the other party no longer looked stupid about what she said.

But then she smiled, what the hell, she was still happy when others shook her face?

Lin Rongrong had a dark face, turned her head and said to the smiling senior brother:

"Now that she has come out, I remember that there is still something to do in the cave mansion, so I will go back to Qingquan Peak first."

As he spoke, he turned around and left in the blink of an eye.

"The little junior sister is so embarrassed, the magic weapon and the magic robe are dim, but when she encounters a strong opponent, her little face is pale."

The second senior brother's words of concern, Song Wanling listened, cried with a sad face, and reluctantly said:

"I'm fine, exceptional! Senior brother, don't underestimate me. ”

The senior brother and the second senior brother saw that she was wearing a dirty robe at the same time, and there was mud dragging on the side.

The little face was pale, the corners of the mouth were overflowing with a little blood, and the white porcelain-like cheeks were also stained with dried blood.

The exposed hands were even more scorched.

Song Wanling is still forcibly saving her respect.

But when I looked down at the dirt all over my body, I naturally didn't get dirty and dirty on weekdays.

However, this was impacted, and the robe barely had a trace of defense, but the clean subtle spirit pattern was affected.

In short, it needs to be repaired.

Song Wanling gave up and bowed her head heavily.

The second senior brother looked at the inexplicably depressed little junior sister, raised his eyebrows, and still pulled her up, and flew towards Qingquan Peak quickly with his luck and spiritual power.

Under the peaks, you can use spiritual power to activate the magic circle and go straight to the peaks.

And under the spirit and the faction under the golden pill, you can't fly, of course, the slow paper crane can.

But the monks rarely used paper cranes.

"Master!"

I first went back to my cave to change my robe, and my spiritual power was barely replenished.

Song Wanling gave herself a few cleansing tips, and she breathed a long sigh of relief when she restored her clean and beautiful image.

Gu didn't want to completely replenish his spiritual power and go to the palace where Su Min Zhenren was.

"It's okay to have nothing to do, the spiritual power and consciousness are excessively depleted, there is no injury, and the spiritual power will be replenished back and recuperated well, so there will be no discomfort."

Su Min Zhenren's eyes swept away, and he knew the state of the little apprentice in his heart, and said with his head bowed.

Immediately, he didn't let her report much about the secret realm, and let her return to the cave.

The spiritual power, as well as the divine consciousness that controls the operation of the spiritual power in the body, are consumed excessively, exuding exhaustion from the inside out.

Song Wanling didn't stay long, respectfully asked for peace, and returned to the cave.

After drinking a bottle of spiritual dew, a trace of spiritual power flowed out of his body.

Song Wanling did not control its strength, but lay down on the jade bed, covered by the clouds, and slept with her head covered.

She slept from dawn to dark, and then woke up in the middle of the night.

Without opening his eyes, he had already recovered half of his spiritual power on his own.

As soon as Song Wanling raised her hand, the water curtain slowly flowed in the palm of her hand, and slapped it towards her face.

The feeling of the cool silk made her feel excited, and then kicked her legs, opened her eyes, and sat cross-legged.

Then continue to close your eyes, calm your breath, and meditate with bated breath.

The sky is faintly bright, the morning light shines on the earth, and the crystal dew in the mountains shines with fresh colors.

Song Wanling pushed open the door of the house, walked into the courtyard, took a deep breath of the cool and sweet air, and smiled with her eyebrows.

This trip to the secret realm really gave her a lot of understanding.

Whether it is faster to fight, the divine consciousness controls the spiritual power and releases one spell after another, and it is more proficient.

It's still the harvest of cultivation.

The difficulty of the path of monasticism!

These are all some experiences, and in the end, the path of cultivation is difficult, but it is obtained from the demon beast that she killed with great difficulty in the valley.

All living beings in the world have the qualifications to cultivate, and that demon beast is so difficult for her to deal with, it has already cultivated the twelfth layer of qi.

It's only a line away, it can become a demon beast that builds the foundation, and in its own territory, there are also disasters that fall from the sky.

And if he keeps stagnating, will there be such a disaster in the cave one day?

Song Wanling closed her eyes and stood like this, in the morning light, her eyebrows were sparse, her posture was straight, and her temperament was clear.

If it is like a jade lotus blooming in the morning light, it is elegant and flawless.

After the spiritual power was completely replenished, it was even more refined, and he listened to Su Min's explanation a few times, and then swallowed a Zhu Guo.

Qingquan Peak is famous for a spiritual spring, and there is a water essence under the spiritual spring, which is extremely precious.

And Song Wanling, as a disciple, can practice on the edge, she is cultivating the water spirit root, which is naturally more beneficial.

With this, he steadily broke through to the twelfth layer of Qi refining.

After that, she spent another year completely consolidating her qi to the great perfection of her qi training.

It's time to lay the foundation.

At night, in the courtyard full of moonlight, Song Wanling thought like this, and the spiritual power in her body suddenly ran rapidly.

Immediately, the aura continued to fill the courtyard, and she instantly floated into the cultivation room like green smoke, and the concentrating futon was sat on by her.

Song Wanling felt that the aura was constantly filling her limbs, and the meridians had a feeling that the aura was full and about to overflow and she couldn't bear it.

She didn't panic, but recalled the path of cultivation after the age of five.

Scenes flowed through Qingming's mind.

It was that one epiphany, so she didn't need to pause at the last level of Qi cultivation like too many monks.

Because of the previous cultivation, if you have resources and be diligent, you can break through.

But in these twelve layers, it needs a trace of chance, and it is necessary to have a transcendent state of mind.

And Song Wanling didn't need it, she cultivated to the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation, and everything came naturally.

She closed her eyes calmly, her divine consciousness was operating in her body, and her violent spiritual power was controlled, and then it quickly poured into her body.

And the Formation Spirit Gathering Array spread out outside the cave began to operate.

Qingquan Peak is full of spiritual energy, and the surrounding spiritual energy is constantly sucked over, and the faint clouds cover the mist, which does not have much impact on Qingquan Peak.

But Su Min Zhenren, who was meditating in the ashram, still noticed that she opened her eyes and looked at them calmly.

Take a look at the situation outside the cave of his little apprentice.

And that formation can also be passed through by her divine sense, but she is not that special.

After thinking about it, Su Min Zhenren flicked his sleeves, got up without hurry, and did not go, but did not meditate again.

Pouring herself a cup of tea, she waited for the closed disciples to come and say goodbye.

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The invisible aura in the cultivation room faintly revealed dampness, rotating into a vortex of aura, and slowly condensed into a faint mist in the smooth walls, and the water intent attached to it.

This is the gradual filling of the aura to near liquefaction.

And the spiritual power in the same Song Wanling's body slowly liquefied from an approximate gaseous state.

Once a drop of spiritual liquid is precipitated at the bottom of the dantian that can be seen as tangible, it is the foundation of the foundation!

At the same time, the first drop of spiritual liquid precipitated in the dantian!

"Lang!"

In an instant, Song Wanling only felt that a clear spirit sounded in her head like a jade strike, and she was shocked, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

Wait for drop after drop of spiritual liquid to fill the bottom of the dantian, and at this time, it is clear that the aura outside her body is agitated, but it seems that there is a sudden obstacle in her body.

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