readx;? The cultivation career is not all smooth sailing, just like Lan Mingge who is looking for the evil wind stone in the dark canyon, the blizzard has stopped, and only one day has passed, there are eighteen monks left in the dark canyon, one monk whose divine consciousness has reached the late stage of the transformation of the god was beaten to death, and the other monk whose divine consciousness exceeded the late stage of the transformation of the god was directly killed by Mo Eleven, and twenty became eighteen, and Lan Mingge, who had the lowest cultivation, became Mo Shiyi's subordinates. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Dark Canyon is a canyon that I don't know how deep it is, and the deeper it goes, the heavier the wind, and the heavier the wind, the more wind rocks are rolled out.

At this moment, Lan Mingge's blue dress has been worn by the evil wind and is full of trachoma, fortunately, there is still a layer of magic clothes given to her by Luo Tianhong, the sect leader of the Canglong Continent, otherwise, the ordinary magic clothes really can't resist the friction of this evil wind.

Lan Mingge's divine sense fell on the black eleven who was supervising her not far away, and a trace of bitterness floated in her heart, in three days, she saw clearly the situation she was facing, because the sea of consciousness was planted with a soul array, and she didn't dare to enter the space, who knows if the soul needle was condensed by the soul power of the evil dragon, once she entered the space, causing the soul needle to move, and the existence of the space was discovered by the evil dragon, it would be a fatal disaster for her.

For the time being, Xiao Dantian has no time to practice, facing such a vicious living environment every day, against the evil wind, she opened her eyes and looked for the evil wind stone, no matter how many she found, she didn't dare to keep a piece, and handed it over to Hei Eleven.

Thinking of those evil wind stones, Lan Mingge finally found out after secretly digging up the sand wrapped in the surface layer and discovering a wood-attribute spar that the so-called evil wind stone was a layer of spar wrapped in sand, and those spars contained different attributes, if he absorbed the rich yuan power contained in the spar, the monk's cultivation would improve faster.

However, the Yuan Force here has been sealed, and everyone has been escorted to the Dark Canyon, what is the use of excavating these Evil Wind Stones?

Thinking of this, Lan Mingge shook his head, improved his cultivation, and absorbed the various attribute yuan forces in the spar, for Lan Mingge, it was a little far away, and now the problem is survival!

Yes, survive!

Without Yuan Force, he couldn't cultivate, and he had to look for evil wind stones in the tyrannical wind, including Lan Mingge, every monk was tired and panting at the end of the day, as if he was going to be paralyzed.

What is needed to sustain the energy expenditure of life?

Food!

Lan Mingge had to say that this place had become a purely mortal world, with food, clothing, shelter and transportation, everything had become a big problem of survival. Is there an aura in Dark Canyon?

Yes, however, having aura is almost the same as not having it, and you can't cultivate at all! Cultivation requires the dantian to absorb the aura and transform it into yuan power, as long as it passes through the dantian, the yuan power will be sealed, so it is almost impossible to cultivate here.

Of course, except for Lan Mingge! The little dantian exercise method does not go through the dantian, but Lan Mingge does not dare to use cultivation in the past few days, for fear that one of them will be killed by those seventeen monks in seconds if he is not careful!

I can't cultivate, I can only eat some food to replenish my energy.

Lan Mingge's divine sense fell into her storage ring, and there were only a few star pomegranates that had been leftover, and some bags of spiritual rice that had been stored in the month and year of the year. You can't even eat Bigu Dan here, and the Dan power will turn into Yuan Li, as long as it flows into the Dantian, it will be turned into nothing.

Lan Mingge finally knew why the angry young spirit said that the broken casserole and wooden shovel were treasures, and in the evening, the eighteen monks silently walked out of the canyon, looking for a sheltered place from the wind, and began to rest and eat.

Lan Mingge took out the broken casserole of the angry green spirit, found some dry firewood, boiled some spiritual rice porridge to drink, and the fragrant smell of spiritual porridge suddenly emanated, Lan Mingge felt that her back was creepy!

She looked up in surprise, almost screaming, including Black Eleven, the seventeen monks were all staring at her with a longing look!

No, it's staring at the broken casserole in her hand!

Staring at the rice porridge in the casserole!

A group of great cultivators who had cultivated above the late stage of the god transformation were holding some spirit fruits in their hands, and the dried beast meat was gnawing and eating, but their two eyes were staring at the half-pot of spiritual rice porridge that Lan Mingge was holding!

To give them or not to them?

Don't give!

Will not giving it lead to death?

Possibly!

Maybe?

Hey, for safety, for survival, give!

Lan Mingge comforted himself, the one who knows the times is Junjie, facing a group of high-level monks staring at the half-pot of spiritual rice porridge, he doesn't know the current affairs, and it is estimated that the end of the next day will be miserable!

Lan Mingge didn't speak, she walked to Hei Shiyi with the spiritual rice porridge, keenly feeling Hei Shiyi's nervousness, she took out a small jar that originally contained jade ginseng spiritual honey, poured out a jar of spiritual rice porridge, and kept it for herself, and then, handed the broken casserole less than half a pot of spiritual rice porridge to Hei Shiyi, and said, "I can't finish eating!"

Yes, she can't finish eating, she is willing to share it with him, snatching the Evil Wind Stone she gets, yes, she is not as good as others, but sharing the spiritual rice porridge she cooked with him is because she can't finish it!

It's not because I'm scared that I give him a share of it!

Looking at Lan Mingge, who pretended to be firm, Hei Shiyi's dark eyes seemed to flash a trace of doubt, but he couldn't help the fragrant taste of Lingmi porridge, and instantly lowered his head and drank Lingmi porridge.

After drinking Lingmi porridge for three days in a row, Lan Mingge felt that when she was looking for the Evil Wind Stone in the evil wind during the day, the divine sense that supervised her seemed to have relaxed a lot, and by the time it was close to noon, she finally had a quarter of an hour of respite.

At this quarter of an hour, Lan Mingge staggered towards the interior of the canyon against the evil wind, and practiced the small dantian exercises for a quarter of an hour.

One meal a day, dusk came, and the eighteen monks began to prepare for dinner again.

"Black Twenty, give you this piece of beast meat in exchange for your spiritual rice porridge to drink!" said a monk with the characteristics of the demon clan handing Lan Mingge a piece of beast meat.

Lan Mingge knew that his name was Hei San, looking at the back of his hand with tiny scales, and his strong body in the evil wind, Lan Mingge guessed that Hei San should be a great monk of the Sea Clan, and he didn't know why he entered the Dragon Prison.

She didn't refuse, and began to cook porridge, this time it was not a light spiritual rice porridge, but animal meat was added, and it happened that there was still some salt left over from cooking porridge for Nian Hao in the storage ring, and the firewood was burning vigorously under the broken casserole, and the taste of "goo-goo-goo" meat porridge was emanating, and near the mouth of the canyon, there was a layer of tempting fragrance, and the seventeen monks who were greedy were salivating.

This time, Lan Mingge divided the porridge into three parts, she was still a small jar, and the rest was divided equally between Hei San and Hei Eleven.

Yes, the one who knows the times is Junjie, her cultivation is the lowest, no one dares to provoke, whoever comes to ask for Lingmi porridge, she will share it except for what she drinks!

As for how to divide it, if there are a few people who ask for it, then several people will divide it equally.

She can't afford to provoke anyone, can't she not offend anyone?

Of course, if you feel embarrassed, bring animal meat or spiritual vegetables in exchange, better, there must be your porridge, but, in addition to mine, the ingredients must also be divided equally, the casserole is a little small, there are too many monks who want to drink porridge, she really can't afford to provoke!

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