Chapter Eighty-Five: Illusory Space, Meet the Old Friend Again

After Feng Ping saw Sun Wenlong leaving, he sat alone on the round stool of the lacquered wood carved dragon, picked up the book "Moon-Swallowing Walking Corpse" in his hand, and looked at it casually.

However, his mind was not on this exercise, but on the possible scene of tomorrow and the necessary countermeasures.

When thinking, Feng Ping habitually tapped the table top rhythmically with the knuckles of his fingers, making a "dong dong" sound.

After half a burnt incense, he still looked at the exercises in his hands, but he was full of confidence and shouted outside the door:

"Tea!"

Outside the house, the two maids of Huang Pear and Huang Tao, since Sun Wenlong left, quietly returned to the side of the small stone pool.

After today's events, the two of them have completely confirmed their identities!

That's right!

They are Sun Wenlong's eyeliner placed next to Niu Daliniu's shopkeeper, monitoring his every move!

The two personal maids have no fear, and Sun Wenlong is behind them, who can do anything with them?

Who would dare to do anything with them?

However, there is no fear, but they dare not slack off on what should be done.

Hearing the sound of Niu Dali coming from the house, the two looked at each other, Huang Tao was slightly annoyed, and then his sister went to the kitchen and brought a pot of tea.

After a few moments, the two women walked towards the house.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Niu Dali, whose eyes were a little distant, staring at the book of immortal cultivation exercises in his hand.

Huang Tao came to the table of the Eight Immortals and straightened the upside-down water cup, and then the yellow pear filled it up.

"Master Niu, please use tea."

Feng Ping's eyes were always on the exercises, and he didn't look at the second daughter, he directly picked up the water cup at hand and drank it all.

"You two go out and keep watch, no one is allowed to come in, I want to practice the exercises in the house!"

"Yes."

"Let's go down."

Huang Li glanced at Huang Tao, and after seeing the other party nodding, she put down the kettle and went out of the room together.

After leaving, don't forget to close the door.

After the two left, a smile rose at the corner of Feng Ping's mouth.

He got up and took out a futon from the back room, threw it on the ground, and then sat cross-legged, ready to start practicing!

Feng Ping did not intend to enter the secret room.

The two of them just now, together with Sun Wenlong, did not find the entrance to the secret room today, otherwise, it would be a different scene.

If it was really so easy to be found, wouldn't Zhao Laosan have already gone to see the king of Hades?

Feng Ping only had a preconceived idea that the other party had hidden the silver, so he would spare no effort to explore.

How could a proud monk do such a thing?

Feng Ping sat cross-legged, the sea of qi switched to the wood spirit root, and the aura poured into his brain in the way recorded in the exercises.

Unlike the first time, the first time he entered this illusory space, he had to borrow external forces to achieve a state of suspended animation.

And from then on, once you absorb the dense aura that the Great Demon Drought Fish swallows, if you enter, you only need to pour the aura into your brain!

In the next moment, he entered a state of suspended animation.

Almost at the same time, Feng Ping entered this dark, misty, and foggy illusory world.

In this world, whether it is the great demon drought in the distance, or the other monks not far away, or the gravel and dead grass under their feet, only vague outlines remain.

"Isn't that guy here yet?"

Feng Ping smiled slightly and muttered.

He is not in a hurry, his practice of "Swallowing the Moon Walking Corpse" has been clarified, and I believe that no one will be wary of him anymore.

So, he has time to wait for the rabbit!

If it doesn't work during the day, it will be at night, and if it can't be at night, it will be daytime!

Unless that guy never shows up again, Feng Ping will have to pry out some useful information from the other party's mouth!

In the distance, the Great Demon Drought Fish seemed to not know how to stop, constantly swallowing the dense aura.

Feng Ping followed the mantra and began to refine the alien aura here.

With the mimicry system, he doesn't have to worry about the sea of qi being controlled, he can suck as much as he wants, and he can suck as much as he wants!

Now that he has reached the fifth level of Qi refining, his basic strength has been significantly improved.

However, limited to basic strength!

Feng Ping discovered the problem when he came out of the secret room today.

The Giant Ape Transformation does not follow his realm ascension!

In other words, whether he is the third layer of qi refining, the fifth layer of qi refining, or the foundation realm, the strength of Feng Ping after transformation is still only the crystallization realm!

He estimated that it was probably between the sixth and seventh layers of crystallization.

Even if his basic strength had already reached the Crystallization Realm, it was likely that he would only be infinitely close to the Crystallization Ninth Layer after transforming!

"A technique that is invincible in the early stage, chicken ribs in the middle stage, and useless in the later stage, no wonder there are not many people who cultivate."

Feng Ping shook his head, put his thoughts behind him, and continued to absorb these alien aura.

……

Five hours later, Gongsun Hui slowly crawled out of the tank, and he was originally covered with green hair, but now he looked a little greener.

"Hey...there is still one time left for the materials needed for the Secret Art of Corpse Alchemy, and I have to spend a lot of money to buy them."

Gongsun Hui smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Cultivating immortals is really a costly business!

He got dressed, took out a token from a wooden box next to him, and thought about it.

"There should be two hundred Xuanling coins in this, I'm afraid I won't be able to cultivate the 'Corpse Refining Secret Technique' to a small level! I'll have to find a way to get money again! ”

Gongsun Hui threw the token back into the box and closed it casually.

It is not difficult to cultivate the "Moon-Swallowing Walking Corpse", and it can even be said to be quite simple, as long as the taboos are strictly observed.

But the companion "Secret Art of Corpse Alchemy" is not.

Whether it is a beginner, proficient, or a small success, it costs a lot of Xuanling coins to purchase spiritual materials.

Although materials such as corpse powder can be bought with silver, many key spiritual materials cannot be obtained at all if they cannot be bartered or traded in the Xuanlong Fang City.

Even if he is in the Immortal Gate Ancient Mountain Sect, he may not be able to get it!

"Forget it, don't think about it, let's practice first!"

"The kid behind him should have just refined his qi, otherwise he wouldn't have appeared behind him out of thin air."

"With his realm of refining qi, he can stay in the mysterious space for at most one hour a day, otherwise the taboo will definitely be triggered!"

Gongsun Hui talked to himself as he walked.

He expected that the other party had left the mysterious space, and he could enter the cultivation at this time!

As usual, he sat cross-legged, and the aura absorbed from the mysterious space poured into his head, and he instantly entered a state of suspended animation.

When Gongsun Hui returned to this dark and damp place again, he couldn't help but take two sharp breaths.

If it weren't for the taboo, he would have been here all the time.

The aura here, the environment here, the grass, trees, stones and soil here all make him feel relaxed and happy!

It's like he was born here!

This is his home, his home!

Gongsun Hui stood straight, silently recited the mantra in his heart, and instantly entered the state of cultivation.

And yet, suddenly!

A hand rested lightly on his shoulder......