In the following days, when Liu Ningyang and the others looked at Tian Qian's house, they all paid attention to it at any time. Ever since Tian Qian's cultivation broke through to the second layer of condensation and went out to talk to himself, his cultivation in the house continued again.

Inside the house, Tian Qian wiped the sweat from his forehead, naked, and endured severe pain and gritted his teeth to make a third-layer move.

The qi veins in his body are no longer streams, but are about to become a small river, swimming in his body, every week of swimming, his body will come out with a clicking sound, the original round body, has completely lost weight at this moment, even thinner than when he first came to the stove room.

But there was a burst of strength, as if it was contained in his body, and with the persistence of his cultivation, his thin body seemed to be beating slightly, and even if he listened carefully, he could faintly hear the pounding of his heart echoing through the house.

More and more spiritual pressure continued to condense in his body, this feeling of being powerful every moment made Tian Qian more motivated, until a few more days passed, Tian Qian's whole body stabbed violently, and this stinging pain was much more intense than before, so that he had to give up.

Panting, Tian Qian's eyes were bloodshot, he had a strong feeling that his body seemed to be unable to support it, although he would continue to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth from the surrounding area during cultivation, but it was obviously unable to follow the consumption of his body.

After all, the cultivation of this time secret method is mostly once every few days, even if it is diligent, it is only once a day at most, he is here day and night all the time, not to mention that Liu Ningyang and the others are shocked, even if the inner disciples of the Time and Space Gate know, they will be surprised.

It's just that after cultivating to such an extent, Tian Qian still feels that it is still not safe, his personality has always been keen on safety, so he took out the spirit rice that he had hidden once, took it in his hand and looked at it, cooked it in an ordinary pot, and as the aura was dispersed, he did not hesitate, and immediately swallowed it.

The spiritual rice melted in his mouth, forming a rich aura, many times more than ordinary spiritual rice, not at all a level of majestic power, rushing in his body, Tian Qian hurriedly practiced, posed as a third-layer exercise, and adjusted his breathing.

In this way, late one night half a month later, Tian Qian's body shook suddenly, and when he opened his eyes, he found that his cultivation had unconsciously broken through the second layer of condensation and became the third layer of condensation.

This change made Tian Qian immediately ecstatic, his eyes showed excitement, and he laughed, he looked at his body, the qi veins in his body had completely transformed from a stream to a small river.

This small river swam rapidly in his body, the speed was much faster than before, and even with just one thought, the aura in his body would instantly swim to any position in his body with his mind.

"Three layers of Qi Condensation! This spirit rice that refines the spirit once is really extraordinary!" Tian Qian stood up, licked his lips, and had the intention to make a few more spirit refining spirit rice, but he felt that the meridians in his body were a little expanded, and he remembered the forbidden words on the time secret method, and knew that he needed to let his body adapt to it, and he could not continue to practice for a short time.

Only then did he suppress his previous thoughts, and walked around the room, looking full of ambition, but soon he paused, and looked through the window to the outer door, even though it was late at night, with the help of the moonlight, he could vaguely see the big tree on the path outside the stove room.

"No, the wooden sword of the young man in Tsing Yi seems to be a little unusual, even if it reaches the third layer of condensation, it is still a little unsafe!" Tian Qian frowned, pondered for a moment, and then looked at the Ming Wang Sword beside him with a cold star, and then looked at the pot in the house.

"If you can refine the spirit twice, maybe it will be safer. Thinking of this, he immediately made a decision, and walked out of the room to get some spirit wood in the stove room.

After the preparation was completed, late at night that day, Tian Qian stood beside the mysterious pot, lit a wooden fire, and after seeing a bright pattern, he threw the Ming Wang Sword into the pot.

But this time after waiting for a long time, there was no response, Tian Qian frowned, looked at the lines on the turtle pattern pot, and then looked at the wood fire under it had turned into ashes, muttered Shaoqing, and then went out to find some spirit wood, but after a few times, no matter how the flame burned, there was never the slightest change in the sword of King Ming.

"These are all fire-colored wood, but the temperature is not enough, and it needs to be hotter...... Two-color fire?" Bai Xiaochun thought of this, walked out of the door, and when he came back again, he was already holding a piece of purple wood in his hand, there was not much left in this wood stove room, and Tian Qian only found one.

When you put it under the pot and light it, a flame immediately appears, and this flame is composed of two colors, which is a two-color fire that is much hotter!

As soon as the two-color fire appeared, the second line on the turtle pattern pot was bright for a moment, and the two-color fire was rapidly dim, as if all the fire power was drained at once.

"It's done!" Tian Qian's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly put the Ming Wang Sword in the pot, and suddenly the silver light suddenly shone, and the time was actually several breaths longer than the previous spirit refining once.

Seeing that it was slowly about to dim, but suddenly, the silver light suddenly rose, and came straight to Tian Qian, this change was sudden, Tian Qian didn't have time to react, a flower in front of his eyes, an indescribable cold, instantly like ice, integrated into Tian Qian's body, he was shocked to find that he couldn't stop it at all, and watched the cold in his body throb fiercely.

His whole face immediately turned pale, and when his vision was blurred, it was as if something in his body had been sucked out again and again and integrated into the turtle pattern cauldron.

It was only at this moment that the silver light dissipated, and a Ming Wang sword, which was sharper than before, and even made people feel their eyes stinging when they looked at it, suddenly appeared in the pot.

Although this sword still looks like the original, the iron lines in it have changed, and you can clearly see that those lines emit starlight, and this sword has completely and fundamentally changed.

Almost at the same time as the Ming King Sword appeared, in the sky on the south bank of the Lingxi Sect, there was a thunderous rumbling echo, as if there was a roar from the sky, shaking countless monks of the Lingxi Sect, fortunately, this thunder came and went quickly.

In the midst of the thunder echoing, on the sword body of the Ming King Sword, a second silver streak appeared, flashing a few times in a row, and then it dimmed and disappeared under the smeared variegated color.

Tian Qian didn't care to look at the wooden sword, his face was cloudy and he took a few steps back, his body was shaky, and it took him a long time to recover.

"What ...... was taken out of my body" His anxious eyes fell on the bronze mirror hanging on the wall, and after subconsciously taking a look, he rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, and gradually the whole person was stunned.

In the mirror, there was an extra white hair in the end of his forehead, and although his appearance had not changed, he felt as if he was a year older no matter how he looked at it.

"Lifespan!!" Tian Qian muttered in despair.

"What is missing is my lifespan, which is a huge blow to him.

"Lost money...... I can't imagine that my Tian Qian has been stable for half his life, and there are times when he stumbles......" He sat there in a daze, smiling bitterly, after calming down, he looked up at the turtle pattern pot, but his eyes slowly showed a strange meaning, he faintly had a feeling, as if Shou Yuan was sucked away, he had some kind of connection with the turtle pattern pot, as if he could control it.

His heart moved, and his right hand raised to point towards the pot.

Immediately, the turtle pattern pot flashed black, and it shrank instantly, and went straight to Tian Qian, and disappeared into his fingertips in the blink of an eye, Tian Qian was stunned, stood up suddenly, took a few steps back, looked down at his fingers, and then looked at the empty stove.

"This ...... This ......" He pointed to the ground again with his right hand, the black light shone, and with a bang, the pot appeared again.

Tian Qian tried several times in a row, his expression was cloudy, there was both joy and melancholy, and finally he sighed.

"Although it can be collected in the body at the moment, the price is a year's longevity, no matter how you think about it, it is still a loss. ”

In the afternoon of the next day, when Tian Qian was pondering how to make up for the Shouyuan that had been sucked away, he suddenly checked, looked up suddenly, and felt that outside the stove room, there were seven or eight figures galloping towards him.

Tian Qian couldn't detect it when he was condensing qi on the first layer, but now on the third layer of condensation, he immediately felt that among the seven or eight figures, the person in charge was the young man in Tsing Yi.