For monks in the Qi Induction Period, every time the spiritual value increases by 100, the cultivation will increase by one level. Converted into time, Mo Lei would have to practice hard for several years before he could advance from the third to the fourth layer of qi entrainment, which is not counting the bottleneck of cultivation in the early to middle stage of qi entrainment!

There are some exceptions, if a monk has not practiced for several years, the cultivation efficiency is very high in the first three days of restarting cultivation. The intake of spiritual power can reach more than ten times, because the monk's physical body needs to be nourished by spiritual power after a long drought, and in this process, the process of transforming spiritual power into his own permanent cultivation is also extremely strong.

Some monks who have been stuck in the bottleneck for a long time have deliberately not absorbed spiritual power for several years, and found another way to use this method to break through the shackles of cultivation.

To put it simply, having found the source of the spirit stone, in the past few days, Mo Lei's cultivation has increased more than ten times more efficiently than usual, no wonder he started cultivating without regard to the reincarnation of a starving ghost!

In the mine, it was silent and boring, without any disturbance, who would have thought that the mine slave would actually have the ability to cut and use spirit stones to cultivate?

The night passed, and it was day again, and the light faded, and night fell again.

Wu Yi didn't dare to leave Mo Lei's left and right, and the mine slave privately absorbed the spiritual power in the spirit stone to cultivate, once discovered, it was definitely a felony without a place to be buried. In the middle of nowhere, who knows what will happen? You can't be as irresponsible as you are to the odd and thin miner.

The stomach growled, from yesterday to tonight, the grain of rice was not stained, people could wait, but the stomach could not wait.

Fortunately, Mo Lei finally opened his eyes. His eyes, shining, looked in good spirits and in good spirits.

Finally advanced to the middle stage of qi induction, Mo Lei was bold, and was about to open his mouth to let out a long whistle to express the depression that had been deposited in his chest for several years, Wu Yi was shocked, and hurriedly covered his big mouth and let him swallow a mouthful of sullen breath alive.

"You don't want to die, are you going to howl, call the guards to take dozens of whips first?" Wu Yi said angrily in his ear.

While speaking, the abnormal sound in his stomach was like thunder, Mo Lei glanced at it in surprise, Wu Yi choked and said, "What do you see, tell you to be hungry for a day and a night to try, you are cool, there is spiritual power nourishment in cultivation, pity me as a mortal, I am dizzy with hunger, and I have to guard your short life to kill a thousand knives." ”

Mo Lei frowned, unapologetically, and said in a smug voice, "Your Brother Mo is in the middle of qi drainage, watch me catch a few seabirds for you to taste." ”

It was dawning, but at the end of the day, the two thieves walked along the mine to the vicinity of the observation deck, and when they passed by the strange and thin miner, they looked at it in amazement, but the man still maintained the posture of yesterday, and sat quietly on the ground.

The two didn't care about him, walked out of the mine, came to the edge of the cliff, and Mo Lei, who had greatly increased his cultivation and was more agile, climbed the steep cliff. After three times and five to two, he took out a few bird's nests, got dozens of steaming seabird eggs, and held them in front of Wu Yi as a treasure, and said, "You can't use spiritual weapons here, you can't use spells, you will be hungry, and when you go back to the camp, I will get you some barbecue." ”

After eating and drinking, they returned to the pit again, and the miners went to work one after another.

The miners of the mountain clan still gathered near the place where they were separated from Wu Mo and Wu Mo yesterday, and when they saw the two, the anxious miners surrounded them and kept talking, "Brother Mo, where have you been?"

Mo Lei's mind was obviously not on being an official, he seemed to be a little out of his mind, his eyes were staring at Wu Yi, and he whispered in his ear, "Xiao Yiyi, you help me draw such a line every day, cut it into spirit stones, we will divide it equally, I will cultivate, and you will make a fortune!"

Wu Yi squinted at him, and also whispered, "You don't look beautiful, you think it's a little beautiful!"

Mo Lei showed a pleading look, "Brother Yi! Uncle Yi。。。 ”

Wu thought that he was a little forgetful, and poured a scoop of cold water over him, "You said that if the predecessors of the Yudan Stage who guarded the mine cave found out that there were mining slaves secretly cultivating with the spirit stones mined in the Zongmen Mine Cave, would he throw the mine slave to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish? Or would he peel the skin and hang it on the top of the mountain to dry it?"

Mo Lei was deflated all of a sudden.

After dispelling his illusions, Mo Lei was listless, and he couldn't even raise interest in continuing to mine and compete for the foreman's career, for a monk, the spirit stone was close at hand, but he couldn't absorb it into his body, which was a great torture.

Wu Yi had nothing to do for a while, so he staggered to the place where the thin young mine slave was meditating.

The strange thing is that the mine guards who used to be unable to guard this observation deck did not see anyone for two days.

The thin boy had already woken up, but he sat upright.

Seeing Wu Yi walking over leisurely, the mysterious young mine slave opened his eyes, and his face showed undisguised surprise. I don't know if it's an illusion, Mu Zi feels that his eyes are much deeper than the day before.

The young mine slave bowed his head and said, "Listening to your words is better than ten years of penance, please accept me as a disciple!" Wu Yi was surprised inexplicably.

The young man walked freely on the edge of the cliff, obviously a monk who had stepped into the immortal path, Wu Yi was a mortal, and naturally tried his best to shirk it, "What I told you is hearsay, and there is no evidence to support it, maybe it is not correct, and it 。。。。。。 I am a mortal without spiritual roots, and I am not qualified to be your master. ”

The young man said, "Threesome, there must be my teacher, Your Excellency has no spiritual root, but you know the truth of heaven and earth, which is more and more valuable." ”

Seeing that Wu Yi was about to excuse himself, the young man resolutely stood up, trembled all over, made a strange sound, shook off a shining spiritual weapon, jumped to the viewing platform, and then jumped to the edge of the cliff. The mountain wind struck, blowing his dirty clothes, and the young man said angrily, "I am ten years old and enlightened, and I have been in the sixth layer of qi for more than ten years, and with my meager cultivation at this moment, I can't control the sky in the flesh at all, Your Excellency is unwilling to teach me the truth of the Great Dao, so I will jump down from here and die for you!"

The young man's expression was awe-inspiring and resolute.

Wu Yi was dumbfounded, is this to threaten death to seek apprenticeship?

He hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Okay, okay!

The young mine slave said again, "I don't know your Excellency's name?"

Wu Yi said, "Wu Yi is a mortal mine slave." ”

The mysterious miner stretched out his right hand and grabbed a handful, and a ring-shaped spiritual weapon on the ground trembled slightly, and flew to the bottom of his feet with a hula, supporting him to fly into the air outside the cliff.

The mountain wind was cold, and the flying spirit weapon spit out hundreds of colorful rays of light, holding the young man's body and hanging in the air on the edge of the cliff. The young man's face was solemn, he knelt down on his knees in the void, touched his chest with one hand, and made a solemn oath, "I, Guan Yiwu, a disciple of the Guan clan of Qiyang, and a disciple of the inner door of the Fengying Sect, worship Wu Yi as a teacher today, and I am willing to carry out the gift of a disciple for the rest of my life, and I will be punished for violating my oath!"

Wu Yi's eyes widened, shocked by this otherworldly wonder.