Chapter Seventy-Nine: Little Yinglong

Xue Xiaofeng didn't say a word, and took out the elixir, but he couldn't break it.

"Half a piece, how to take it. ”

Xue Xiaofeng's face was pale, the corners of his mouth twitched, this old guy was halfway through his words, and he always left a little surprise.

"Silly boy, this list should be called Jin Dan, although it is not a divine pill, it can surpass ordinary pills, ancient alchemy masters found that if ordinary pills are eroded by fire and water, the effect of the medicine is greatly reduced, and some even degenerate into fierce poisons. So the alchemy master used the method of gold and stone to refine the golden pill. Xuan Lao smiled and said, "As long as you hold it, you can put the medicine into your throat." ”

That elixir, to put it a little exaggeratedly, is the size of a fist, and it seems a little difficult for someone to hold it.

Xue Xiaofeng gritted his teeth, secretly scolding the alchemy master who created this pill in his heart, so he had to grit his teeth and put the goose egg-sized pill into his mouth and hold it.

Poof!

Xuan Lao's face turned red, and he looked at Xue Xiaofeng and laughed.

With this golden pill, the replenished spiritual power is enough for Xue Xiaofeng to break through, Xuan Lao naturally didn't have to worry about Xue Xiaofeng's life safety, but laughed heartily at the little guy who puffed out his cheeks.

Xue Xiaofeng glanced at Xuan Lao, but there was a strong fragrance in his mouth, and the medicinal effect turned into spiritual liquid and went down his throat and sent it into the internal organs along the first spiritual vein.

There is a hint of warmth in the body, and I feel that my body seems to be more full.

At this time, it was the best time to enter the second level of spiritual cultivation, Xue Xiaofeng had no distractions, and used the spiritual power as a huge thrust to move the elixir in the dantian along the bloodline.

The blood veins seemed to push up a huge wave, forming a pulse, holding the green tendons up.

The pulses are not impatient, but pass relatively smoothly through the major meridians, where the congested or small veins are opened inch by inch.

Although this process is simple, only Xue Xiaofeng can experience the pain in it.

Don't say that the pulse of spiritual power in motion is to master the amount and strength of spiritual power, and it requires unique experience and exploration.

Grandpa once said that only with a strong physique can the pulse be easier and help advance.

For another two hours, Xue Xiaofeng sat on the futon and swam the pulse through his body.

"Success, second level of devotional. ”

Until Xue Xiaofeng shouted, the spiritual power in his body was even thicker and condensed.

It was already noon, and the cave was much brighter.

The little one opened his sleepy eyes, bit a fire spirit stone from the wall and rattled in his mouth.

Xue Xiaofeng couldn't help grinning, this little guy was so edible, it was a fire spirit stone, and the temperature of the fire spirit liquid contained in it was extremely high. It was eaten as sugar.

"This Ying dragon is in its infancy, and it is naturally good to eat. ”

Xuan Lao said in his mind: "Take some spirit stones and put them into the spirit ring, and put them in to raise." ”

"Little one, go in and stay. ”

Xue Xiaofeng decided to incorporate it into the world of the Black Ring, which contained spiritual veins.

Then he raised his rough arm, held the black sword in his hand, and slashed at the fire spirit crystal on the stone wall, and in just ten swords, more than thirty fire spirit crystals fell.

Xue Xiaofeng scratched his head, counting the numbers, if there are three pieces a day, three hundred and sixty pieces a year.

"There are only more than 200 pieces on this stone wall, which should be enough for half a year. Xue Xiaofeng pulled out the sword flower, and the black sword slashed on the stone wall, easily cutting off the fire spirit crystal.

After incorporating more than two hundred fire spirit crystals into the spiritual veins in the black ring, he began to carefully examine the cave.

The inside is hot, and only this one is covered with fire spirit crystals, and the hundreds of spirit crystals that were cut off during the alchemy that day seem to have grown a lot more on the sparse stone wall.

Xue Xiaofeng didn't dare to be greedy, for fear that if he destroyed this spiritual vein, the gain would outweigh the loss.

After doing all that, he picked up the futon and found a place with a lot of green crystals and rich spiritual power.

Sit cross-legged on top of the futon and begin to meditate to replenish the aura consumed in the body.

"Xiao Feng. ”

A crisp and melodious woman's voice came from outside the spirit cave.

Xue Xiaofeng opened his eyes and hurriedly got up, it was Sister He's voice.

"Sister Xiaohe, why are you here. ”

Seeing the white plain clothes at the entrance of the Spirit Cave, He Wanjun jumped down lightly, like a fairy descending to earth.

"The Spiritual Academy will start classes tomorrow, and Dean Zhu has built two wings in that courtyard. ”

He Wanjun saw Xue Xiaofeng looking at him motionlessly, so he asked curiously, "Xiaofeng, what's wrong, what are you looking at?"

"Hehe, Sister Xiaohe's white dress is really beautiful. Xue Xiaofeng said with a smile.

He Wanjun raised her jade hand and tapped Xue Xiaofeng's head, and said, "Boy, flamboy." ”

Xue Xiaofeng had already advanced to the second level of spiritual cultivation today, and when he saw He Wanjun dressed like this, he looked up and down at the girl in front of him with great interest, the long hair that had been tied up in the past was slightly tied up, and his face was flushed with red, like a ripe red apple, and two white belts were wrapped around his waist, outlining the alluring waist shape.

"Xiuniang said, Sister Xiaohe has allowed me Xue Xiaofeng to be a child daughter-in-law since I was a child. ”

Xue Xiaofeng stepped forward and stretched out his right hand to shake the delicate little waist Yingying.

"You!"

He Wanjun's face was delicately red, completely frightened by the posture of the bastard boy in front of him. Could it be that this kid won't be hit by the snow Yufei incense powder again.

He Wanjun didn't know what to do, and when those arms were attached to his waist with a warm feeling, his face suddenly turned even more pink, and he bowed his head in shame.

Seeing this, Xue Xiaofeng shook his head, then shook it more boldly and stepped forward.

"Xiao Feng, take your hands away. ”

He Wanjun's face seemed to be dripping with water, and Xiuniang once said that she was Xue Xiaofeng's child daughter-in-law.

But even if she is Xue Xiaofeng's daughter-in-law, she is still in her cardamom years, how can she allow him to do such a shameful thing.

Thinking of this, He Wanjun couldn't help but urge the spiritual power to move around her waist, wanting to open her eyes from Xue Xiaofeng's restraints.

Xue Xiaofeng was deliberately teasing, but he never thought that Sister Xiaohe's waist was so soft, as if she had magical power, and she couldn't extricate herself.

Suddenly, an aura appeared from her waist, trying to break free of the hand held on her waist.

Xue Xiaofeng was naturally unwilling to let the softness slip out of his hands, but released his spiritual power to buckle on He Wanjun's waist.

He Wanjun said coquettishly: "Xiao Feng, you are helpless. ”

"Hey, no, your spiritual power seems to be much stronger than before. ”

He Wanjun didn't dare to use all her spiritual power, after all, she was one level stronger than Xue Xiaofeng, but since she couldn't open her little hands with the spirit of seventh, He Wanjun subconsciously knew that this kid would definitely be promoted and joked about herself proudly.

Thinking of this, He Wanjun turned her head and smiled coquettishly, her red lips opened slightly and said coquettishly: "Xiao Feng, is it comfortable to hold?"

"Comfortable. ”

Xue Xiaofeng said subconsciously, but as soon as the words came out, he felt that these words were a bit weird.

"Then you don't take it away. ”

After saying this, Xue Xiaofeng suddenly realized that his behavior seemed to be a little too ambiguous, so he withdrew his right hand like an electric shock.

"Sister Xiaohe, how about holding spiritual power. ”

Xue Xiaofeng smiled, his face full of pride.

He Wanjun was slightly stunned, as if she hadn't recovered from the scene just now, and when she saw Xue Xiaofeng looking at her again, she couldn't help blushing and said, "It's just average." ”