With such a big movement on Bai Phantom Night's side, how could his father, who slept in the same room as him, not notice it.

He turned his head and glanced at Bai Phantom Night in surprise and worry, and his eyes moved.

Suddenly, he got up from the bed, came to Bai Xuanye's small couch, stretched out his finger and tried it under his exhalation, and then checked his pulse, and found that Bai Xuanye was just asleep, his breath was still calm, and his expression was as usual, not like something was wrong, so he was relieved.

Returning to the bed and sitting down, Bai Pojun stared at Bai Xuanye's sleeping figure, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, he pulled out a red wooden box from the bottom of the bed, opened it, fumbled in the wooden box for a while, and finally pulled out a strange short knife.

The short knife was dark and dull, but it was only about three inches long, not much like a dagger, and a thick cloth belt was wrapped around the hilt, and on the blade of the knife was carved a small flying eagle.

Bai Pojun held this short knife, and his expression suddenly became a little complicated.

Eventually, as if he had made up his mind, he took the dagger into his arms, and then walked to the door, opened it, and walked out.

In the twelve years since he came to Xiyao City, except for the first few years, when he went out to do errands, in the past few years, Bai Pojun has long been accustomed to staying in the house, being treated by Bai Phantom Night, and never going out.

But this time, while his son was asleep, he took the initiative to go out for the first time, and he didn't know what to do.

It's just that all of this is at a loss for the white phantom night that is still asleep, seems to have a big sleep for three days and three nights, and the thunder still can't wake up.

......

This sleep, Bai Phantom Night slept for a day and a night.

When he woke up and found that he was full of energy, his state had fully recovered, and it seemed that his spiritual thoughts were still sharper than usual, and his feelings around him were clearer, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

It turns out that there is such a benefit in consuming a large amount of spiritual thoughts in a short period of time?

He hadn't thought of it before.

However, this sleep also made Bai Phantom Ye understand that if it is too much, everything must be measured.

If you cross the degree, you may be fine at first, but you may be injured later.

Therefore, in the future, it is still not like this, but to try to explore the bottom line of the Yuan Ling Consciousness Sea, to see how much spiritual thread is left, so that he can not fall into a stupor, and maximize his role in improving martial arts and immortal methods.

Otherwise, every time you consume it, you will have to sleep all day, and then you have to do it, won't you be a sleeper?

There is not much rice and noodles left at home, and I don't want to make money anymore, but I fall asleep every day, and I starve to death when I am hungry, what kind of immortal do you cultivate?

However, making money, and then returning to the Phantom Sword Martial Arts Pavilion, it doesn't seem to have much effect, because with Xin Wenxuan and others watching, even if he pays his salary, it is estimated that he will not be able to reach his own hands.

Or find another way!

Thinking of this, Bai Phantom Night's eyes flickered, and his mind thought sharply.

However, he has been staying at home, and he has not been on the street, and he does not know where to recruit workers, and after thinking about it for a long time, he can't get the essentials, so he can only shake his head and don't think about it for the time being.

Wait until you go out and have a look, and you'll find the answer.

With a movement in his heart, he suddenly returned to the Yuan Ling Consciousness Sea again.

And this time when he came back, sure enough, he had found that all the consumed spiritual threads were born and replenished again, and the feeling of mental weakness was no longer possessed.

And in addition to this change, Bai Phantom Night also faintly found that the entire gray realm space seemed to have increased by one point, but the improvement was not obvious, so he only had a vague perception and was not sure.

However, it was the most changed, and it was the white mist figure light cluster that represented the small qi refining technique suspended in mid-air.

I saw that after absorbing a large amount of spiritual filament, its color became whiter.

At the same time, its light is also more luster, taking on a jade shape.

Even, Bai Huanye carefully observed and found that the portraits inside seemed to be a little clearer, and one or two subtle meridian routes appeared on them, which seemed to be the practice route of the small qi refining technique.

"This ......"

It turns out that the light clusters of these martial arts and immortal methods will still change?

It's just a pity that the spiritual thread is still not enough, otherwise it will absorb more, and it is estimated that its changes will be more thorough.

Once the threshold near the breakthrough level is reached, it is estimated that there will be even more alarming changes.

However, it will not be seen in a short period of time.

White Fantasy Night is a pity.

Because he was going to go out later, to see if there were any shops on the street that needed to hire temporary workers, this time, Bai Phantom Night didn't dare to completely consume the spiritual thread like the last time, for fear of falling into a coma again.

So this time, he only drove away twenty strands of spiritual filament close to the white mist light cluster slightly, and then stopped when it absorbed and its cultivation level reached 2.15.

Shaking his spirits, he glanced at his father who was sleeping soundly on the big bed, and Bai Xuanye didn't notice that his father had gone out once yesterday.

He didn't suspect it, just changed into clothes, then pushed the door and walked around.

Unfortunately, on this day, until sunset, he did not find a suitable handyman to do.

After dinner with his father, he sat cross-legged on the bed again and began to cultivate.

Bai Pojun looked at Bai Phantom Ye's appearance, his eyes moved, as if he saw what he was doing, the corners of his mouth moved, and he wanted to say something.

Eventually, however, he shook his head and remained silent.

Perhaps, although he doesn't want to teach Bai Phantom Night, he doesn't want to hinder Bai Phantom Night, and his determination to pursue the fairy way.

Even, most likely, he also knew that it was impossible to stop the White Phantom Night, so he simply let it go, and the right to be invisible.

Turned over and lay down on the inside of the bed, this night, Bai Xuanye's cultivation was so forgetful, but Bai Pojun slept very unsteadily, turning over from time to time, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On the second day, Bai Phantom Night got up again, still in good spirits, and the dragon was fierce.

Cultivating last night, his cultivation degree was +1 again, and the most important thing was that when he was cultivating, he also consumed 50 strands of spiritual silk to absorb the white mist light, although there was a feeling of weakness in the spiritual world, it was not unacceptable.

This made him gradually understand that when the spiritual thread was about seventy percent consumed, he had to stop and wait for natural recovery, otherwise he would be rejected by the Yuan Spirit Consciousness Sea and eventually fall into a coma.

And after this night of cultivation, I naturally meditated, and although the spiritual thread has not fully recovered, it is almost there.

Looking at the 80 strands of spiritual silk floating in the sky above the Yuan Spirit Consciousness Sea, Bai Phantom Ye threw in 20 strands again to absorb the white mist light cluster, and when he saw that the cultivation degree of the small qi refining technique had reached 3.85, he went out satisfied.

However, on this day, he returned again in vain, and still did not find a suitable job.

Bai Xuan Ye couldn't help but become a little depressed, but at night, he still didn't forget his cultivation, consuming 30 strands of spiritual silk to absorb the white mist light cluster, he once again ran the cultivation technique of the small qi refining technique.

After a night, the cultivation level of the small qi refining technique reached 5.15, and the number of spiritual filaments in the sky above the Yuan Spirit Consciousness Sea returned to 80 wisps.

At this point, Bai Phantom Night has seen the pattern, if the spiritual world and the value of the spiritual silk is 100, then, every night, he can probably recover half, that is, 50 wisps.

If the day is also used to sleep, it is a complete recovery cycle, one day and one night.

However, Bai Phantom couldn't spend all his time sleeping, and he had more important things to do.

It is impossible to cultivate the immortal method for sleeping every day, the immortal method is to better survive in this world, in case of accidents. Therefore, the cultivation of the immortal law can only be at night, and during the day, he has to go out to find a job.

But because of this, there will be physical activity, and once there is physical activity, the mental thread will be constantly consumed.

Although in the process of consumption, there will be a slight recovery, but at most it will be flat, and if the amount of physical activity is large, it will even only decrease, and will not increase.

As a result, at night, it is the best opportunity to recover, and the day of the White Illusory Night is probably to absorb 50 strands of spiritual silk at most, representing the cultivation degree of his small qi refining technique, which can increase by 1.5 points a day.

Of course, this is already very fast, half faster than normal.

This is still the case when he has something to do during the day, if he is like those big families, and even the disciples of the Immortal Sect, he can use it to cultivate day and night, then the speed will be twice as high as that of normal people, and Bai Phantom Night can't help but be satisfied.

After all, this is his unique ability, and he can't see much of a gap in a short period of time, and over the years, it will be a very terrifying number.

However, three days have passed, and on this day, it is time for him to go to the Burning Lamp Temple and listen to Abbot Hou Xiaoxiang teach the rest of the mantra.

After cleaning up, Bai Phantom Night pushed the door out and came to the outside of the Burning Lamp Temple again.

However, this time, when he arrived outside the temple, he unexpectedly saw a bustling crowd of people, many people gathered in front of a big red poster, arguing about something.

When I heard it at the end of the night, I learned that in the original Burning Lamp Temple, the new abbot Xiaoxiang Abbot, declared that he wanted to sort out the scriptures, so he needed a large number of people who could read and hyphenate to copy the scriptures.

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Bai Phantom Night's eyes suddenly brightened.

"Copying the scriptures, this seems to suit me very well!"

He hurriedly surrounded him, then squeezed through the crowd and came to the big red notice hanging on the temple wall, and looked up.