Along the way, the danger gradually increases, even if it is at the trade fair, the initial qi refining period is the existence of the little brother, even if it is a foundation building monk, it can be easily bombarded.

Therefore, Junan is in a hurry.

Jun An himself didn't know that he was the precursor to going mad. The path of cultivation must not be unstable, so when absorbing the eleventh spirit stone, Jun An felt that the aura was chaotic, and there was no way to control the aura to slowly pass through various acupuncture points from his fingertips, and finally enter the dantian, but scurrying around in his body.

Some of the aura is even retrograde, which has the danger of exploding, Jun An's head was black, and he didn't even have time to say a word, and he fell on the bed.

……

I don't know how long later, Jun An gradually woke up. At first, he felt like his consciousness was in darkness, and he couldn't see any direction at all. Later, he gradually felt a vortex of chaos, constantly causing himself to fall into the center of chaos. Unconvinced, he struggled to escape the chaos, but he was powerless to struggle.

Then, Jun An felt the mysterious light in his chest light up, not only illuminating a path, but also the light dissipating around his body, giving him infinite strength, allowing him to easily get out of the chaos and walk out.

Then, Jun An woke up completely. As if his body had recovered, he rolled over and sat up, and assumed a meditative posture again.

In his coma, he felt the threat of death, the loss of life, the silence in his ears and the darkness in front of him. However, he also felt as if he could communicate with the mysterious light in his body.

Because that light is the closest being, whenever he encounters danger and difficulties, it will come out to help him. It's just that Jun An doesn't know how to use to take the initiative to summon that light.

But when he woke up, he saw that the light stopped at the dantian, and seemed to help him protect the dantian. Jun An pondered for a moment, then took out another spirit stone and held it in the palm of his hand, his consciousness constantly calling for that light:

Go to your fingers and suck the aura for me.

At first, the light was unmoved, as if he didn't have the heart to do such a small thing. As Jun An's consciousness became stronger and stronger, the light slowly slid towards his fingertips.

To be exact, the main body of the light is still in the dantian, but a ray of light flows down the body into the fingertips. Jun An's heart was in his throat, he didn't know what would happen next, but he chose to believe in this light unconditionally.

When the light reached the fingertip and touched the spirit stone, Jun An felt his fingers tremble slightly, a warm current flowed up his fingers, and the aura followed the track of the light and obediently entered the dantian. Obviously, this time, almost all the spiritual energy in the spirit stone was absorbed, moisturizing Jun An's entire body along the way, making him feel so unhappy.

It seems that every pore is bathed in a rich aura, and where it goes, the stains are discharged one after another, and Jun An even has a feeling of rebirth. He didn't dare to slack off, nor did he dare to live up to this opportunity, greedily absorbing spiritual power.

In just a short period of time, the spiritual power of a spirit stone was completely absorbed. Jun An's eyes lit up, this time, he felt that it was more effective than absorbing ten spirit stones.

Ignoring too much, Jun An took out one spirit stone after another to cultivate, until midnight, with a bang, Jun An had been promoted to the intermediate qi refining stage, and it cost one hundred and fifty-two spirit stones at this time.

Jun An smiled bitterly, the path of cultivation is really so difficult. You know, he needs one hundred and fifty-two spirit stones, and other monks need more than one thousand five hundred spirit stones.

Ordinary monks find a big sect and work hard, and they are only paid one or two spirit stones every month. It's no wonder that so many people are stuck in the Qi refining period, it's really understandable.

At this point, Jun An felt the horror of those old monsters in the Dan period. The more you level up, the more spiritual power you need increases exponentially, if you don't have a talent, or have a special adventure like him, the path of cultivation is really long.

However, now, Jun An still has to explain to Ning Xin'er and Zeng Wenyao, who just arrived.

The two of them heard a noise in Jun An's room, and immediately ran over, Ning Xin'er was not even wearing pajamas, I don't know if she was running too fast or nervous, her chest rose and fell, which made people reverie.

Zeng Wenyao looked at Jun An and said with some suspicion: "Have you entered the intermediate qi refining stage?" ”

Jun An nodded and said, "I just practiced a little, I haven't prepared much, I don't know how to enter, you see how noisy it is." ”

Ning Xin'er's face flushed and said, "I really didn't expect that this is only a month before you get started, right?" ”

"What! A month? Zeng Wenyao looked back at Ning Xin'er, and then turned his head to look at Jun An, and for a while he didn't even know who to look at, so he had to say, "Really?" You've only been practicing for a month? ”

Jun An smiled: "That is, luck, nothing else is really nothing." ”

"My physical talent is rubbish in comparison!" Zeng Wenyao smiled, however, a fierce look in his eyes flashed.

Jun An took a long breath and said to the two of them: "Okay, okay, it's okay, you guys go back and rest." I'll make talismans later, and we'll go to the fair again tomorrow." ”

After sending the two away, although Jun An felt a little tired, the excitement of promotion made him unwilling to sleep. He tried, but he could no longer absorb spiritual power from low-level spirit stones. Probably really like Zhengyang Zhenren said, intermediate qi training must absorb the aura of the intermediate spirit stone.

So, he simply began to make talismans, and it didn't take long for the two hundred pieces of yellow paper and ten bottles of ink to be used up. After doing this, Jun An collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.

This night, Jun An's sleep was two heavens of ice and fire. For a while, he dreamed that he had built a foundation, made a pill, and even became a primordial old monster, waving in the limelight, and dreamed that he was swallowed by a vicious wolf.

Jun An kept struggling, and suddenly woke up from his dream, sweating profusely. From Wang Benlou's memory, he knew that the monk was against the sky, and he had some perception of the future to a greater or lesser extent. Although the dream is absurd, it is a feedback on later life.

Jun An squinted, wondering where the wolf was?

In addition, he also found some experience in cultivating spiritual pets in Wang Benlou's memory. So, Jun An took Xiaobai out, and the little thing was still in a daze, as if he was very dissatisfied with waking it up in the middle of the night.

Jun An pondered for a moment, then took out a knife, cut his fingers, and squeezed out a few drops of blood in front of Xiao Bai.

When Xiaobai saw the blood, he was extremely excited and ready to pounce on it. Jun An held it down, gently stroked Xiaobai's back, and said in a deep voice: "After sucking blood, recognize me as the master, this is only once." ”

Xiaobai seemed to understand, hesitated for a moment, and still lay on his stomach greedily, drinking the few drops of blood cleanly.

"Squeak squeak" Xiaobai seemed to be flattering and called out to Jun An. Jun An snorted coldly and threw Xiaobai back into the baggage.