In the Drunken Wind Building of the Holy Sword City, Su Beizheng was sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding a green high-grade Yuan Stone in each hand, and he could see two streams of green aura pouring into his body like a trickle. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

With the absorption of northern Jiangsu, the color of green yuan stone gradually changed, from green to cyan, then from cyan to white, and finally to almost translucent gray, and then it shattered with a "bang".

Su Bei casually threw the broken yuan stone under the bed, and as soon as his divine sense moved, two more green yuan stones flew out of the space ring for him to continue absorbing.

After only three breaths, the green yuan stone turned into a gray translucent waste stone, which he discarded casually.

After returning from the Shengyang Mountain Range, Su Bei returned directly to the Drunken Wind Tower, and the Dao Pattern Inner Dan of the One-Horned Xuanlong and the three Xuan-level magic weapons of Lan Gu were handed over to Sha Tongtian, and he was asked to sell them to the Treasure Pavilion on his behalf.

It only took half an hour before and after, Sha Tongtian came to the Zuifeng Building and handed over 3,500 high-grade Yuan Stones to Northern Jiangsu.

Daowen Neidan sold it to Qizhen Pavilion at a price of 5,000 top-grade yuan stones, and Subei and Shatongtian divided it into 55 pieces, each getting 2,500 high-grade yuan stones.

Three Xuan-level magic weapons, the value is different, and the Qizhen Pavilion has made a total of 1,000 top-grade yuan stones when it is acquired, which is already the highest price that Sha Tongtian can obtain.

Su Bei originally wanted to take out a hundred high-grade Yuan Stones to pay for Sha Tongtian's transfer of the drunken wind upstairs room and the cost of the flying spell to him to step into the air, but Sha Tongtian refused to accept it, and in the end he could only give up.

After sending Sha Tongtian away, Su Bei looked at the pile of green and green Yuanshi on the bed, piled up into a hill-like shape, and his face was almost smiling like a flower.

Before ascending to the throne, not to mention northern Jiangsu, even if it is a high monk in the legendary ancient Buddha's lineage, I am afraid that it is not exempt from vulgarity, and seeing Yuanshi is as excited as a mortal seeing a gold coin.

However, how to dispose of this pile of yuan stones has become a problem for northern Jiangsu.

The first thing he thought of was to absorb the spiritual power in the Yuan Stone to cultivate, but he still didn't have a single exercise, and he was afraid that something would go wrong when he blindly absorbed it. He learned from Sha Tongtian's mouth that the Holy Sword City has a "Divine Power Pavilion" that specializes in selling exercises, which can be purchased with yuan stones, but the highest exercises sold are no more than the top grade of the ground level, and the price is also surprisingly high, with tens of thousands of high-grade spirit stones at every turn, and with his current financial resources, it is still far behind.

Moreover, Su Bei has always had an obsession in his heart, if he wants to cultivate, he must cultivate the top exercises, and he can't lag behind others at the starting point, and the top grade of the earth level is finally worse than the heaven-level exercises.

In desperation, Su Bei had no choice but to wake up Cai'er again and ask for help from his almighty pet, who seemed to know everything.

After some consideration, Su Bei and Cai'er finally decided to absorb the spiritual power in the Yuan Stone to cultivate, although there was no exercise to cooperate, but Su Bei had opened up the Divine Sea, which was enough to accommodate a large amount of spiritual power. Moreover, the difference between having and not practicing will only become obvious after advancing to the king rank, and in the junior monk stage, as long as you are careful, even if you don't have exercises, there will not be too many problems in cultivation.

So under Cai'er's protector, Subei began to absorb the spiritual energy in the Yuan Stone and breathe out the cultivation.

Subei can absorb the spiritual power in the two high-grade yuan stones in three breaths, and in less than the time of a stick of incense, he lost a bunch of abandoned yuan stones that were discarded after absorbing the spiritual energy under his bed.

In front of the window of northern Jiangsu, a nine-colored phantom butterfly that is so beautiful that it does not look like a mortal thing is dancing around him at the moment, and it is amazed.

"It takes at least half an hour for an ordinary junior monk to absorb two high-grade Yuan Stones, and Gongzi can absorb the spiritual power in them in three breaths, this kind of speed is too terrifying, right? It's not a human, it's a demon, no, it's a little more powerful than those demonic geniuses." ”

"According to Gongzi's absorption speed, I'm afraid that he will soon be promoted to an eighth-order cultivator. Although it is only an advance in a small realm, there will still be visions, and Cai'er wants to help Gongzi deceive the heavens. ”

Cai'er flew around Subei and spun at a faster speed, and after a while, a ripple spread out in the room, and the whole room seemed to be independent of this space, and no one would be able to perceive everything that happened inside.

And in northern Jiangsu, which is settled at this moment, changes are also taking place in the Shenhai of Dantian.

The spiritual power absorbed from the Yuan Stone flowed into the Divine Sea like a trickle, making the spiritual power in the Divine Sea more and more.

When Subei absorbed the 1,500th high-grade Yuan Stone, the spiritual power that flowed into the Shenhai finally underwent a qualitative change, overflowing the original embankment of the Shenhai and flowing out to the dantian.

At this time, as long as Subei reshaped the embankment, he could successfully advance to the rank of eighth-order monk.

But just as he was about to rebuild the embankment, an idea popped into his head.

"What would happen if we let the spiritual power feed back into the flesh and wash away every inch of flesh and blood in the flesh?"

This is a very bold and dangerous idea.

Because the monks are generally physically relatively fragile in terms of cultivation, the junior monks who have not opened up the Divine Sea can only flow their spiritual power between the tenacious meridians, and the monks who have opened up the Divine Sea only store their excess spiritual power in the Dantian Divine Sea.

If you let the spiritual power wash over the body, once the spiritual power is uncontrolled and raging, it will inevitably cause a catastrophe to the body, at least the meridians will be shattered, the dantian will collapse, and the body will become mud, and there will be no recovery.

But Su Bei dares to think like this, and naturally has his own confidence.

He is now equivalent to a seventh-order cultivator with the power of his physical body alone, and this is where his confidence lies.

Ordinary monks, as long as they don't pay special attention to body refining, their physical strength is stronger than that of mortals, and they are far from being able to catch up with the spiritual power cultivation in their bodies.

But the body of northern Jiangsu, because it has been beating the tide since he was a baby, and absorbing the starlight to temper, has been tempered day and night for sixteen years, and it has long been a treasure that is not bad.

I'm afraid that in the cultivation realm, only those body cultivators who have taken the path of physical sanctification can barely compete with him in the same realm.

That's why Su Bei only thought at this moment, what would be the consequences if the gravitational spiritual power washed away every inch of flesh and blood in the body?

As soon as he thought of it, Subei temporarily gave up the opportunity to reshape the Shenhai Dam and advance to the eighth order, and began to guide the raging spiritual power into every inch of flesh and blood in the flesh.

"Hiss", Su Bei, who was in the middle of the meditation, couldn't help frowning, and a moan from the pain came out of his mouth.

His body can be said to be miserable at the moment.

The spiritual power that poured out of the sea of gods seeped into every inch of flesh, bones, and bone marrow, and the powerful energy was uncontrolled and unguided, and began to violently destroy everything it encountered.

It's like a big river that overflows, and when it breaks out of its embankment, it becomes a raging disaster, and it is not at all controllable by manpower.

Su Bei really underestimated the energy generated by the raging spiritual power.