This spirit ring that accommodates soldiers is not as good as a mustard seed bag that shrinks its own space, but there is a trace of space in the ring, which can be used to hold a small number of spirit weapons.

"Since Wu Yi likes it, then my brother will buy this halberd and give it to you. ”

Tang Li didn't entangle with the deacon much, smiled and took out a bag of silver coins from his arms, wanting to buy a pheasant for Yan Wuyi.

"How can I be embarrassed to let my brother break the bill again, Deacon Bai, take this thing to discount, I want this halberd. ”

Yan Wuyi was quite moved, but he didn't want to make any more trouble for Tang Li, so he stopped him, took out two True Xuandan, and handed them to the young deacon.

More than ninety silver coins is not a small amount, and within the range of affordability, Yan Wuyi naturally will not easily let his brother bear it for him.

Although it hurts a little, it's good to feel at ease.

"True Xuandan?"

The young deacon couldn't help but secretly wonder when he saw the things in his hand, this was the elixir that the clan had to distribute to the true disciples every month, and he never thought that the young man in front of him would use the elixir to replenish it, obviously a little embarrassed.

However, after a little thought, he was not surprised, it was common for elixirs to circulate as silver coins, and they were much more valuable than silver coins.

Then he instructed the guards to estimate the value of the True Xuandan according to the market price, and then went to get a spirit ring to pack the Pheasant Battle Halberd.

Seeing that Yan Wuyi had already paid the price, Tang Li had no choice but to take back the money bag, but he was a little worried about whether he had encountered difficulties and actually used the True Xuandan.

"Childe, the small one redeemed one hundred and ten silver coins for you according to the floating and sinking market rate, deducting the price of the weapon, and sixteen silver coins, please keep it. ”

The deacon only took a moment to respectfully hand Yan Wuyi the spirit ring that contained the Pheasant War Halberd and a bag of silver coins.

Yan Wuyi took it calmly, and as he went to cancel the instrument registration and go through the purchase procedures, he and Tang Li went out of Fenghe Mansion.

Before leaving the jade boat, the two of them said goodbye to Murong Xing and Luo Jingchong tomorrow, so they did not go to Yuhai Mingchi again.

After a casual stroll on Yunliu Street, I went to the Flying Snow Pavilion and the Royal Crane Pavilion, and chatted for a long time before returning to the small building and escaping into the realm of cultivation.

Yan Wuyi sat down in the room, condensed the meridians, absorbed the essence of spiritual power with the method of Nine Palaces Yingyuan, and stayed until midnight, after all, the six spiritual chambers were full, and he felt a sense of joy all over his body.

Then he calmed his mind and felt the nameless combat technique and the Blood Sea Meditation Heart Dao in his mind.

"If you want to cultivate a nameless combat skill, you must use blood qi as a guide, and it seems that you still have to cultivate the Blood Sea Meditation Heart Sutra first. ”

Yan Wuyi secretly thought in his heart, although Emperor Kun generously gave away the Dao Method, he should not have any doubts, but Chu Jin's warning words lingered in his mind, and it was inevitable that there would be distractions in his heart.

"Those who achieve great things must be resolute and resolute. "With a horizontal heart, Yan Wuyi is happy to be relieved. Since you have chosen this avenue of blood sea with blood condensation, you are destined to have no way back.

Then he sensed the endless swirling blood crystals in his mind with his consciousness, and in an instant, he suddenly sank, and his mind ran through it.

"The beginning of the blood will come from the firmament. He also said to himself, blood becomes the avenue, and blood fills the sky. The upper part is the master of the blood sect, and the lower part is the heaven and the dignity of the sect. ”

When several ancient characters first appeared, it was about the founder of the Blood Sea Meditation Heart Dao, Qionglin, and then mentioned the Heavenly Interception, which made Yan Wuyi frightened.

"The heavenly interception is related to the interception, and what does it have to do with the big intercept......

There is a truncated stele at the bottom of the fallen dragon abyssal pool, and the ancient tower of the demon realm also has a large truncated door plaque, which is incomprehensible.

Yan Wuyi suppressed the shock in his heart and continued to gain insight into the Heart Sutra.

"The sea of blood is originally the source of the essence of living beings, and it is a piece of its own. Heaven and earth were first opened, and there was no spirit yet, so the sea of blood became the day after tomorrow, but it began before the fate became the soul gathered, walking in the spirit body, floating in the bones and veins, and entering and exiting the heart and soul, which is the source of infinity......"

Yan Wuyi is like a peep on the avenue, immersed in it, sprinkled with more than 10,000 words, hundreds of scriptures, vast and profound.

The law of the sea of blood and the heart, the first level is the wonderful realm of no image, there is a saying in the scriptures: blood through the spiritual body, no image into a wonderful, with the method of the heart of the heart quenched into the blood essence of no image, combined in the heart of the vein, a blood can become a turbid blood, penetrate the spiritual machine, through the mountain and crack, self-transformation of ten thousand jun, condensation of ten blood people blood will, into the general trend.

It took a few hours to come back to his senses, Yan Wuyi felt the mystery of the Dao Law, the first realm of this Blood Sea Meditation Heart Sutra is a surprise, the Elephantless Wonderland uses the law to refine the blood, and then derives the essence of the Elephantless from it, and nurtures it in the heart.

One drop of the elephant has the potential of ten thousand jun, the blood is shocking, and ten drops is the culmination of the wonderland of the elephant, which has been able to evolve the will of blood, achieve the general trend of spiritual cultivation, and be invincible.

"It's a pity ......"

After all, the strength cultivation was too low, and Yan Wuyi could not penetrate the second level of the Blood Sea Meditation Heart Sutra by condensing all his consciousness, and a sense of loss invaded, but it did not weaken Yan Wuyi's self-confidence in his heart.

"When you reach the realm of condensation into ten bloods, you will definitely be able to watch it without being killed!"

"With this wonderful method, why worry about the road?"

Yan Wuyi's heart was surging, his momentum was extremely arrogant, and he thought that one day, he would definitely step on the top of martial arts and see the mysteries of the world.

At this time, the sky was already light, but there were still two hours before the Fu Gong Dharma lecture.

Yan Wuyi thought about it for a moment, then he couldn't wait to ask the question to learn the scriptures, closed the door of the house, silently recited the no-image method in his mind, and quenched his blood to practice.