The black energy mist filled the stone room, and it could be said that he couldn't see his five fingers, and Fang Zheng didn't understand what was going on. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but as soon as he stopped the operation of the sect in his body, the mysterious ink-colored dagger on his chest was no longer spitting out the black mist for Fang Zheng to absorb.

And the black mist in the room also surged towards Fang Zheng like a tide, and it only took a few breaths to absorb the black mist in the room, and the stone room was bright again!

"What's going on, is it all related to this mysterious inky dagger, and it is the black mist that it emits for me to absorb. Ahh ”

Just when Fang Zheng was stunned, the black mist in the stone room where Fang Zheng lived poured towards Fang Zheng, and the black mist that filled the room disappeared after just a few breaths, and Fang Zheng did not use the Taoist exercises in his body to absorb, and he immediately thought of the mysterious ink-colored dagger on his chest, and suddenly couldn't help but sigh.

As soon as Fang Zheng's light sound fell, Fang Zheng suddenly felt that the hair-thick fairy qi in his body had turned into a thickness like a toothpick, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

Fang Zheng really didn't expect that the immortal qi in his body hadn't increased much after he had cultivated all night last night, and he had only been cultivating for a day today, and he was still injured.

Most of this time was spent in recuperation, and it didn't take much time to really cultivate, but I didn't expect that in just a few hours, the immortal qi in Fang Zheng's body was as thick as a hair and became as thick as a toothpick, and it had grown several times.

"Hey, could it be that I was able to grow the immortal qi in my heart so quickly because of this unknown mysterious ink-colored dagger?" Fang Zheng couldn't help but sigh lightly as he played with the mysterious ink-colored dagger in his hand.

This mysterious ink-colored dagger is really too mysterious, it helps him improve his body from time to time, and it can also help him speed up his cultivation, which is really amazing.

Fang Zheng smoothly gave birth to the divine thoughts, and the divine thoughts in the sea of knowledge rushed out of the sea of knowledge through the body, and the whole head of Fang Zheng seemed to explode.

There were bursts of pain in the heart, as if tens of thousands of ants were gnawing at his soul, and he suddenly kept rolling around in the open to relieve the pain in his head.

Fang Zheng's breaking didn't last long, it was just a few whirring kung fu, and it was these few whirring kung fu that Fang Zheng seemed to have walked out of heaven.

It was even more painful than the beating he received from the bald monk named Li Fei, and he was ruthless to hit his head to death at that time, but at that time, Fang was in the breaking stage, and he couldn't hit him to death if he wanted to.

Now that Fang Zheng has successfully bred his divine sense, he can say whether Ji Tai is here, and now Fang Zheng can be said to be a monk in the Qi refining period!

"Hey, what's going on, my hearing is so much more flexible than before!" Lying in the cold air, Fang Zheng listened to the sound of crickets outside the stone room, which he couldn't hear before, you must know that this stone room has a certain isolation effect, can isolate some insect sounds from the outside world, I didn't expect Fang Zheng to hear the insect chirping outside the house across the room, and suddenly couldn't help but sigh.

As soon as Fang Zheng realized that his spiritual sense was much more flexible than before, his mind suddenly moved, thinking that he had reached the Qi refining period, and he had given birth to divine thoughts, and as long as the person who gave birth to divine thoughts his spiritual sense would be more flexible than before, since his divine thoughts could be released, the flexibility of his induction would naturally improve!

"Oh my God, I wouldn't have reached the Qi Refining Period, otherwise my spiritual sense wouldn't have been so good. Feeling that his spiritual sense had improved, Fang Zheng said something incredible. He really couldn't believe how he had reached the Qi refining period, and he had also given birth to divine thoughts. You must know that Fang Zheng has only been in the Immortal Gate for a day, and he is half-understood about cultivating immortals before he comes back.

In the past, I also explored and cultivated the mysterious method by myself. And Fang Zheng had only obtained the Dao Sect Technique for half a month! It had only been four or five days since Fang Zheng had cultivated that mysterious cultivation method.

It takes four or five days to give birth to a divine thought and become a monk in the Qi refining period, which can be said to be unprecedented and unprecedented! Even a genius with the ultimate spiritual root cannot give birth to a divine thought in four or five days, and it will take them half a month at the earliest. At this time, it only took four or five days for Fangzheng, and no one would believe it. Fang Zheng's spiritual sense soared, and this was all due to the fact that he had given birth to a divine thought! Giving birth to a divine thought meant that he was a true disciple of the outer sect of the Immortal Sect. He was able to refine the storage bag that the Immortal Sect had issued to every disciple of the Outer Sect.

Thinking of all the benefits that would be gained by becoming a disciple of the Outer Sect of the Immortal Sect, Fang Zheng got up from the ground with a grunt, walked quickly to the side of the stone bed, opened the package, and took out the storage bag that was as big as a baby's fist and had a red rope on it that resembled black calfskin.

Conceive a divine thought in the body, become an outer disciple, drip blood on the storage bag, and leave a divine thought on the storage bag to be able to use this storage bag freely! As soon as he recalled the method used by this mysterious storage bag, Fang Zheng took out the sharp knife hidden between his legs, and then cut his index finger without hesitation, and under Fang Zheng's hard squeezing, a drop of crimson blood dripped onto the small storage bag in his hand, and the blood fell on the storage bag in his hand, and the storage bag was like a sponge, absorbing the drop of crimson blood very casually, and at the same time, the divine thought that Fang Zheng had just conceived established a mysterious connection with the storage bag in the dark.

Relying on the subtle connection between his mind and the storage bag in his hand, Fang Zheng seemed to be the ordinary storage bag, and he knew some of the conditions in the storage bag well, and in the storage bag lay quietly a small flying sword and a few shiny stones, which emitted a gentle light as many as ten pieces. This is the reward that the fairy swords give to the outer disciples! Feeling the flying sword and spirit stone in the storage bag, Fang Zheng summoned the palm-sized silver flying sword and the spirit stone from the storage bag in his hand with a single thought!

"This little flying sword is a flying sword that can take me to the heavens and into the earth! And this shiny stone is the spirit stone that Li Ba's bald-headed scar-faced monk wanted! I heard that this spirit stone is a good thing, and it can help people speed up their cultivation. ”