The official opening date of Ziwu Academy is a full month later, and Ip Man Tian is considered to have arrived early. It was precisely because of this month's buffer that Ye Wentian had enough time to improve his cultivation.

The day after the auction of the Heavenly Emperor ended, Ye Wentian quietly exchanged 50,000 gold coins into 500 spirit stones, which were uniformly cut by the official and formed in a standard cube. Jinyu Street is full of commercial houses, and Ip Mantian has selected more than a dozen shops to pù to huàn, which does not arouse suspicion.

Ye Wentian stroked the Sumeru ring, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, five hundred spirit stones and fifty thousand gold coins, plus a thorn soft armor worth 300,000, so he can barely be regarded as a rich man.

This is the most expensive Tianzi room in the Wuling Inn, and there are some things that can't be known to people in the same dormitory, such as lighting the spirit stone. Of course, there is one exception, and that is Maitreya, who is sleeping on all sides on the bed and foaming with snot.

As soon as his mind moved, the black light of the Sumeru Ring flickered, and ten spirit stones appeared out of thin air, neatly lined up on the table.

Ye Wentian took out a huge transparent container in the shape of an inverted cone, which was selected from the Alchemy Treasure Pavilion and cost a full three hundred gold coins.

Urging a trace of spiritual power that had just been cultivated in his body, the martial spirit golden hand was opened, and his left hand gradually turned into pure gold, as if it was made of gold.

Ye Wentian put the spirit stone on the mouth of the bottle, the golden hand stretched out a finger and lightly tapped on the spirit stone, a strange scene appeared, a faint golden light bloomed from his fingers, under the illumination of the golden light, the spirit stone quickly melted, turning into a liquid state and flowing into the bottle.

Ye Wentian drew a gourd in the same way, and all ten spirit stones were ignited into spiritual liquid, and when the golden hand reached the limit, it automatically faded and disappeared.

A hundred units of spiritual liquid were spread in a thick layer at the bottom of the bottle, and a thick cyan aura rose up, and the air in the entire room became sweet. Maitreya twitched her nose and sniffed, muttered that it was delicious, turned over and continued to sleep.

Ye Wentian learned from the old monk that he had the second guardian martial spirit, and he was a very powerful martial spirit, if it was an immortal demon martial spirit, then he would never have a bottleneck before the tenth level.

Squinting his eyes and sneering, Ye Wentian drank the spiritual liquid in a few gulps, and then immediately sat down cross-legged and began to practice.

"I'd like to see how much spiritual liquid can fill that black hole in my body!" Ye Wentian thought to himself.

One hundred units of spiritual liquid entered the body, and Ye Wentian first felt a heat wave explode in his abdomen, as if an active volcano was erupting in his body, and then, the heat wave suddenly condensed without warning, and the volcano turned into a cold hell, and then, the condensed spiritual power suddenly melted into hot magma. And so on and so forth.

If you look at it from the outside, you can see that Ye Wentian's body is sometimes as red as fire, sometimes as white as snow, and the temperature of the two extremes is constantly changing.

Ye Wentian didn't know that ordinary people absorb spiritual liquid, and they all drink it one unit at a time, how can anyone drink it like him?

The extreme change in temperature made Ip Mantian almost collapse, but the wood was already in the boat, and now it was too late to regret it.

At the last moment, the black hole in the body opened again, and the rampaging spiritual power flow suddenly found an outlet for catharsis, and frantically poured into the black hole.

Ye Wentian exhaled a breath of white air, and his breath gradually stabilized.

Three hours passed quickly, and when Ye Wentian opened his eyes, he immediately showed a look of surprise, and his spiritual power level had actually increased by a whole level! This was still when he was sucked away by the second martial spirit.

Ye Wentian clenched his fist fiercely, very good, so that he could reach level ten before the class division competition, and obtain the first spirit ring to be promoted to spirit master! The innate ability of the golden hand is really terrifying!

Cultivation is day and night, for twenty days, Ye Wentian does not leave the house, completely immersed in the pleasure of spiritual power ascension. The little monk Maitreya endured for three days, and finally couldn't bear the loneliness and slipped out to play.

"Alas, the air is so good, the sky is so blue, I'm about to become a mummy after sitting for twenty days!" Ye Wentian walked all the way along Jinyu Street, he was in a very good mood, twenty days of cultivation, it took a full two hundred spirit stones, and finally raised his spiritual power to the peak of the tenth level, but unfortunately he couldn't advance without a spirit ring.

Ip Man Tiantong guò perception calculation, the total spiritual power of the tenth level peak is close to five hundred. Two hundred spirit stones, two thousand units of spiritual liquid, of which 1,500 units were devoured by the second martial spirit.

Moreover, with each level, the spiritual power required is increasing in steps, and it is conceivable that the spiritual stones required in the future will be more and more, and the spiritual power required for each level after seventy levels is a huge number.

Jinyi Pavilion, Ye Wentian walked in with a grin.

A boy as big as himself appeared in Ye Wentian's sight.

Isn't it the young city lord Hua Tian who wants to put Ye Wentian to death at the gate of Meridian Academy!

Hua Tian was dressed luxuriously, he was already showing a handsome silhouette at a young age, he was choosing clothes at this time, a group of subordinates surrounded him, and the fat proprietress nodded flatteringly, eager to stuff the fat face covered with rouge into Hua Tian's arms.

"Little master, look at this, this one is made of the best fabric in the store, and the craftsmanship is from the Yu'er girl of the Tiangongfang, and your appearance and temperament are a perfect match!" Although the proprietress smiled brightly, she looked really miserable.

Hua Tian showed a smug look and raised his chin proudly: "Of course, only Miss Yu'er can be worthy of the identity of this young master!"

The subordinates immediately catered to it, and the horse's fart was slammed.

"Boss, I want that dress!" Ye Wentian stood at the door, pointing to the dress that Hua Tian liked and said unceremoniously.

All of them looked at it, and someone dared to rob the young city lord Hua Tian of what he had a fancy to?

The proprietress saw that it was a poor sour boy in coarse cloth, and immediately waved her hand impatiently to drive away: "Get out, it's small to hinder the old lady from doing business, and it's big to offend the little master!

Hua Tian stared at Ye Wentian, always feeling that he had seen this person somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Ye Wentian shook his hand, and dozens of gold coins came out of his hand, the speed was like electricity, and with a few clanging sounds, all of them flew over the top of the proprietress and nailed to the wall of the Jinyi Pavilion.

"I won't say it the third time, I want this dress! How much does it cost, you can open it casually!" Ye Wentian put his hands behind his back and looked at Hua Tian with a playful expression.

The hairpin on the boss's head broke in two, and the black silk on her head suddenly fell apart, and the proprietress screamed, and the foundation on her face fell off in clusters.

"You!" Hua Tianteng stood up and stared at Ye Wentian, "You are the poor boy at the gate of the Chuzi Martial Arts Academy!"

Ye Wentian stretched out a finger and shook it: "The time and place are right, but who told you that I am a poor boy? Could it be that you are blind to kryptonite and don't recognize gold?" stretched out his palm, and a large handful of gold coins were piled up in the palm of his hand like a mountain, reflecting a brilliant light.