This kind of ring is the most common storage ring. One of them is a quarter-zhang square space where items can be stored. Of course, there is no spiritual power in this kind of space, there is no air, so living things cannot exist in it.

Its value is not great, and ordinary first-grade refiners can make it. The selling price of this kind of ring in the market should also reach 10,000 gold coins. Of course, for a big customer like Bai Feng, sending one is nothing.

The welcome lady very respectfully handed back the purple gold card to Bai Feng, handed over the ring by the way, and said, "What you want, each one needs 100,000 gold coins." I've got ten copies for you, which is a million gold coins. In addition, the VIP card is discounted by 20%, so you will only be charged 800,000 gold coins. Your current balance is 112,000 gold coins. ”

Bai Feng nodded, didn't look at the contents of the contents, shook his hand and left.

I don't have a concept of money, at least for now. In terms of cultivation, no matter how much money Bai Feng spends, he feels that it is very worthwhile. If the money is gone, you can earn it again, but you can't earn much money by relying on your second-level alchemist, but once your cultivation is low, you will be controlled by others and manipulated by others. This is what Bai Feng is unwilling.

Besides, he still has two hundred and eleven Spirit Ascending Pills and thirty-three Body Refining Pills in his hands, so he doesn't have to worry about having no money to spend. A pint of the spirit pill, Bai Feng was not interested in selling it. Sell it for a few hundred gold coins, too lazy. The Body Refining Pill is a second-grade spirit pill, which is indeed much better than the first-grade spirit pill, and can be sold for tens of thousands of gold coins, but he doesn't want to sell it very much, and he is still useful. Therefore, he must be improving the level of alchemist to earn some money.

But he forgot that he and Xuanyuan Yu had reached an agreement, and all his cultivation resources would be provided by Xuanyuan Yu. Now, he has forgotten about this treaty that was beneficial to him and has completely forgotten about it.

Bai Feng quickly returned to his guest room in the hotel, closed the door with a bang, and couldn't wait to enter the spirit ring space.

After a period of dizziness, I opened my eyes and saw a familiar white expanse.

As soon as he arrived in the middle of it, Bai Feng shouted: "Ring Spirit, what should I do now!, should I refine my body first or wait for the promotion first?"

The ring spirit was silent for a while before saying to Bai Feng: "Master, I suggest that you practice refining the three-grade spirit pill by yourself!"

Bai Feng was thoughtful, although he didn't fully understand the meaning of the ring spirit, he didn't refute it and accepted the ring spirit's suggestion.

As he spoke, in the vast white space, a golden light suddenly sprinkled down, and in an instant, a golden-robed figure appeared in front of Bai Feng out of thin air.

In fact, if you want to say who has helped him the most, he will undoubtedly say that it is this golden-robed man. Regardless of their own exercises, spiritual skills, or refining medicines, they are all indispensable to the help of the golden-robed people.

He didn't know who the golden-robed man was, but he didn't ask, although he hadn't seen this person, but the familiarity on his body made Bai Feng guess slightly.

The golden-robed man's slightly cold eyes shot out a very imposing gaze. That gaze pierced Bai Feng's eyes, and then Bai Feng felt that his spirit was a hundred times clearer.

The golden-robed man began to move again. Yes, he was demonstrating to Bai Feng the steps and skills needed to refine the three-rank Dragon Yuan Dan.

Although it was no different from other refining steps, Bai Feng vaguely felt that it was indeed much more difficult to refine the three grades.

When he got started, Bai Feng found that it would be much more difficult to extract this step and refine the second-grade spirit pill. The other steps were even more difficult, but Bai Feng persevered to the last step with the endless spiritual power of the Spirit Yuan Realm's Xuanling Divine Skill.

"Cheng Dan!"

He clearly felt that this third-grade spirit pill was much more active than the second-grade spirit pill. For example, the second grade elixir is a three-month-old baby in the womb, who can feel vitality, but is not active. And Sanpin Lingdan is a one-year-old baby, lively, active, clever and cute.

Bai Feng could even feel his emotions, he could feel that he was feeling the world. Even Bai Feng could vaguely hear that this elixir was giggling, it was an emotion of attachment to his parents and joy to come to this world.

Bai Feng hesitated, the three-grade elixir is afraid that there is no difference between it and a little baby.

As soon as he hesitated, his communication with the Sanpin Spirit Pill was broken. This three-grade spirit pill couldn't receive the spiritual wisdom given to him by Bai Feng, so he had a crazy resentment and rushed straight into Bai Feng's mind.

It's a resentment of being abandoned!

The power of resentment is obviously greater than the power it possesses. Suddenly, Bai Feng felt that his mind exploded, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Suddenly, as if he had withered, he sat motionless on the ground. The remaining blood at the corner of his mouth was not felt at all, and he couldn't wipe it.

"Creating life? why?!Is this creating life, or destroying life!" Bai Feng muttered in distraction, and then roared wildly.

He doesn't understand, he really doesn't.

In this way, Bai Feng sat in the spirit ring space, thinking deeply. Is he creating life, or is he cruelly destroying a life?

He did clearly feel that the three-grade elixir was attached to him like his own baby. He seemed to be gently caressing his face with his little hands. It's a feeling of flesh and blood!

Bai Feng was unwilling, he didn't want to create such a life. He was even more reluctant to destroy him with his own hands, no, to eat him with his own mouth! That feeling was tantamount to devouring his own children.

Fear, anxiety, helplessness, anger. Countless negative emotions poured into Bai Feng's brain like a tide, making him miserable.

He sat for three days. In three days, he grabbed his scalp in pain, he slapped himself several times, and he even fell down, shedding painful tears.

Suddenly, he didn't understand the meaning of his life. Why?

What am I born for, why am I dying, where have I come from and where am I going?

Suddenly, there was a loud cry in his head!

"Wake up—"

The sound continued to echo in Bai Feng's ears, and Bai Feng's gaze gradually became no longer dull.

But then, a wave of anger filled Bai Feng's chest, and he yelled towards the white space: "Ring Spirit, why!"

The ring spirit did not answer him, and the golden-robed man on the side said coldly: "Your understanding is extremely poor, and rotten wood cannot be carved!"

Bai Feng was in a state of rage at the moment, but no matter what kind of golden robe and white robe, he looked at the golden-robed man with red eyes, and roared at him: "They are clearly life! Why do you want to erase their right to live! Tell me!"

The golden-robed man's eyes were like lightning, and an aura like a desolate beast slowly rose from him. Suddenly, Bai Feng's breathing was extremely compressed, as if there was a breath of qi in all directions, squeezing his body.

This feeling of pain and oppression made Bai Feng sober up a little. But he was still breathing, like a madman. His eyes were red and he stared at the golden-robed man, and there was no trace of pain or fear in his eyes.

He's looking for an answer!

The life breath of the three-grade spirit pill, he couldn't sense it wrong. He also completely endured that crazy resentment, so he was even more sure that his judgment was correct.

Alchemy was originally to create life, and then to use life as an elixir and take it to cultivate the spirit. He knew that the pills were like his children. And he is the murderer of his own child. He even chewed them up and swallowed them like his belly, and used their spirit of life to practice for himself. What a deceitful thing it was! He now had only infinite remorse, fear, and anger in his breast!

In the eyes of the golden-robed man, it was clear that he understood Bai Feng's thoughts. He sneered and sneered: "Waiting for ants, vainly trying to create life, but with your spiritual power, awakening their spirits, you dare to pretend to be creation? ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Hearing the words of this golden-robed man, Bai Feng instantly felt that his thinking had frozen. Time has slowed down, and the golden-robed man in front of him, the white space, seems to be becoming nothing, this is his world, and he is the only one in it.

He sat quietly on a white floor, with nothing around him, equally white.

He began to think, to think about himself, to think about the golden-robed man, to think about the elixir.

He muttered: "I, the ant, cannot create, awaken, elixir, ······"

Suddenly, as if in an empowered, he shouted, "Yes, yes, I thought of it, I thought of it!"

Suddenly, he danced excitedly, as if he had encountered the happiest thing in the world. His tears unconsciously dripped in his smile, like a spring rain, moistening his wounded heart.

He muttered: "The elixir has no spiritual wisdom, but, but the elixir has spiritual intelligence!"

"How can I, a little ant, create life? Even if I am my own child, I can't call it creation! Creation is much more advanced than production. I'm just an ant······"

"The mood of joy is the emotion of the elixir being reborn. Becoming a elixir, they are sublimated, so they will have a feeling of excitement. And attachment, because of me, I am the one who awakens their intelligence. It was I, with my spiritual power, who awakened their minds. So, they're part of my body. To be a part of who I am is what they are all about. I get it! I get it."

Bai Feng suddenly roared like a mad demon. I can't wait for the whole world to know that he Bai Feng understands.

"It's because I don't accept it! It's all my fault, it's all my fault. I rejected their kindness, I let them cut off my body, I was wrong. ”

In an instant, Bai Feng lowered his head again, like a child who made a mistake, pondering.

In an instant, Bai Feng's world disappeared, and in front of him, there was still that white space. The golden-clothed man's gaze was still so disdainful, as if he was looking down on an ant.

Time, still that moment.

Bai Feng instantly sobered up, and a strong momentum erupted from him. Suddenly, a spiritual power vortex appeared in the spirit ring space, and in the center of the vortex was Bai Feng!

At this moment, he began to promote the spirit base!