Halfway up the mountain, two figures walked slowly along the mountain path. In the mist, the faces of the two were gradually revealed, and walking in front was an old man with a pale face and a cloth robe. And behind this old man was an ugly-looking teenager.

Wu Qi followed the old man closely, frowning lightly as the many trails appeared in front of him. There are so many trails here, and they all lead to deep places, which are intricate. If it weren't for the old man in front of him to lead the way, Wu Qi would definitely be dazzled by the many paths in front of him. [Search for the latest updates]

Unhurriedly, the two stepped onto an inconspicuous path and slowly paced to a deep place. It is a mountain col, and the inside is quite spacious, and it is strange that there is a bamboo house built in it. The bamboo used to build the bamboo house was completely different from ordinary bamboo, it was pitch black, and streams of cold air emanated from it.

"Black Ice Bamboo"

Wu Qi recognized at a glance that the material from which the entire bamboo house was built was a spiritual material, called Black Ice Bamboo. Where the black ice bamboo grows, there must be a thousand-year-old cold pool, absorbing the cold in the cold pool, the black ice bamboo will be so cold.

The Black Ice Bamboo is naturally cold, which may be harmful to others, but it is very beneficial to the Demon Dao Cultivator. Seeing that the whole house in front of him was made of black ice bamboo, Wu Qi couldn't help but have some expectations in his heart.

In order to cultivate here for three years, he spent a full 30,000 contribution points, and if such a fortune was taken out, I don't know how many outer disciples would go crazy. Most of the outer disciples, even when the longevity is approaching, it is difficult to accumulate 30,000 contribution points. Unless he stops cultivating and concentrates on accumulating contribution points.

However, no outer disciple would do this, although the path to immortality was extremely slim, and the outer disciples who could enter the foundation building realm were only one in two. But no one is willing to turn into a handful of loess, so they will fight for that little bit of cultivation resources.

If the other outer disciples knew what Wu Qi had done, they would definitely immediately scold Wu Qi for being a loser and extravagant. The nameless mountain at his feet, in the entire outer gate, is even more famous than the Foreign Affairs Hall and the Chuan Gong Hall.

Because every bamboo hut on this mountain peak is an incomparably precious existence, compared to many precious treasures.

In each bamboo hut, the degree of aura is more than twice that of the outside world. Everyone knows that there is a spiritual vein connected under this mountain peak, and there is also a large spiritual gathering array, which absorbs the spiritual energy between heaven and earth all the time. and then injected into one spirit cave, each bamboo house and thatched house, is a spirit hole.

And the spiritual acupuncture points are also divided into levels because of the amount of spiritual energy they contain, just like the one in front of Wu Qi, he spent 30,000 sect contribution points in exchange for three years of cultivation here. This spiritual cave must be one of the best spiritual caves on the entire mountain, and the intensity of the spiritual energy is more than five times richer than that of the outside world.

The old man in front of Wu Qi took out a black wooden sign from his arms and hung it on the door of the bamboo house, and after the wooden sign was hung up, Wu Qi seemed to feel the aura around him faintly change. It was as if something had been touched, or dissolved, released. After doing that action, the old man didn't care about Wu Qi's expression, he turned around and left.

Wu Qi left the old man, and from beginning to end, Wu Qi did not say a word to the old man. There is no need to say it, because the old man is a corpse servant, and Wu Qi said it in vain. However, unlike the corpse servant he had seen in the Black Bone Hall before, Wu Qi had a faint sense of danger in this old man.

You must know that in the depths of the bone abyss, he got a great opportunity and got the ancient inheritance. Later, he killed an inner disciple like Zeng Wang, and his vision was not comparable to that of ordinary outer disciples. But that old man was just a corpse servant leading the way, but he could make Wu Qi feel dangerous.

Suppressing the doubts and curiosity in his heart, Wu Qi turned his attention to the bamboo house in front of him, and glanced at the word Wu Qi on the pitch-black wooden plaque. Stretching out his palm, he slowly pushed the door of the bamboo house open.

"Boom"

The door opened, and Wu Qi's body had not yet fully entered the bamboo house, but only half of his body that had already penetrated immediately sank into an incomparably wonderful feeling. The two heavens, inside and outside the door, are like two worlds. Half of Wu Qi's body in the bamboo house was like being soaked in immortal liquid, and it was unspeakably comfortable.

In the whole bamboo house, there is a stream of dense air escaping and permeating, and the rich aura fluctuations are emitted, which makes people feel intoxicated, as if they are in a fairyland.

A hint of surprise appeared on his face, and Wu Qi immediately leaned in the other half of his body, and as soon as he closed his hands, the door was closed tightly by him. At the moment when the door closed, Wu Qi was so clear that the forbidden light flashed away, and the originally surging aura was immediately restrained in the bamboo house.

"Whew"

As soon as his body stood still, Wu Qi immediately took a deep breath, and suddenly a very rich aura filled Wu Qi's body. The mind is immersed, the spiritual platform is clear, and the whole body is comfortable. Wu Qi even had the urge to take a deep breath to calm the excitement in his heart, and Wu Qi went inside the bamboo house.

Simple, silent, the furnishings in this bamboo house are three points more simple than Wu Qi's residence on the Miscellaneous Servant Peak. A table, a stool, a bamboo bed, and a futon in the center. It's so simple, there's nothing else.

Seeing that the furnishings in the house were so simple, Wu Qi did not have a trace of displeasure, but felt very familiar. After a few glances, Wu Qi didn't waste any more time, and walked to the futon in the center.

At this time, more than a dozen breaths had passed, and the dense aura that appeared at the beginning of the room was gone. However, Wu Qi could still feel the extremely rich aura in the room, and it did not decrease in the slightest.

At this moment, Wu Qi finally knew why all the outer disciples dreamed of coming here to cultivate, and cultivating here for a year was worth several years of the outer sect. Moreover, it is quiet here, no one disturbs it, and it is faster to enter the realm when cultivating. However, other outer disciples are generally about to break through the realm, and they will spend some contribution points to come here to cultivate for a few months or half a year.

Very few people would directly exchange one year's cultivation time, let alone exchange it for three years at a time like Wu Qi, and spend all the 30,000 contribution points.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, Wu abandoned his mind and immersed himself in his body, without cultivating at the beginning. And began to meditate, slowly eliminating all the distracting thoughts in the bottom of the heart, and adjusting the mind to the realm of ethereal and immaculate.

It was only after a few hours had passed that Wu Qi adjusted his mind to the ethereal realm. But then, Wu Qi didn't start to run the exercises, absorbing spiritual energy to cultivate. Instead, as soon as his mind moved, the huge amount of True Qi in his body suddenly began to work rapidly. In an instant, the true qi in Wu Qi's body was like a tiger descending from the mountain, a flood that broke the embankment, surging, as if it wanted to break through all obstacles.

"Boom Boom"

The true qi is fierce, like a tiger and a leopard, and it rags unscrupulously in Wu Qi's body. In the end, it seemed that he couldn't control it at all, and he gathered together and rushed to the dantian. Rushed into the dantian in an instant, and in Wu Qi's dantian, all the true qi turned into a black ball. It shrunk and shrunk smaller and smaller, and in the end, it was even gone.

"Boom"

Exploded, scattered, Wu Qi cultivated for several years to cultivate the fifth-layer true qi that had been cultivated hard, and at this moment, it exploded inexplicably, scattered into a void, and there was not a trace left.

"Poof"

The dantian was injured, and Wu Qi immediately spurted out a large mouthful of red blood, staining the clothes on Wu Qi's chest red.

After several years of hard work, it turned into flowing water in an instant, and it never returned. At this moment, Wu Qi dispersed the true qi of his whole body, and directly fell from the fifth layer of Qi cultivation to a mortal.

And because after the dispersal of the exercises, the dantian was injured, Wu Qi was already seriously injured at this time, and any person in the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect could kill him, even those miscellaneous servants were no exception.

But at this time, after committing such a crazy act, Wu Qi did not have a trace of regret and pain on his face. On the contrary, he was resolute, and even showed a faint smile.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wu Qi slowly sat up straight and glanced at his left arm. calmed the churning qi and blood between his chest and abdomen, slowly closed his eyes, and settled down again.

Gradually, Wu abandoned and sat on the futon, like an old monk in his meditation, without any movement. A strange scene happened, Wu Qi's breathing was gone, and then, his pulse was gone, and his heartbeat was gone.

The breath of life disappeared little by little, and Wu Qi's whole person was as if he was dead, as if he had become a corpse, and his heartbeat, pulse, and breathing disappeared. But what is even more strange is that Wu Qi's face is getting more and more ruddy, as if he has eaten something big.

Suddenly, in the bamboo house, the air was tumbling like boiling water, and a dense aura appeared, scrambling to drill into Wu Qi's body. Wu Qi did not refuse to come, no matter how much spiritual energy surged, it was all absorbed into the body, as if there was a bottomless pit in the body.

Immediately after that, the sight was so terrifying that even the tongue was bitten off. Wu Qi's aura changed, and he returned to the realm of qi cultivation.

The first layer of qi training, the second layer of qi training, and the third layer of qi training.

If someone else is here, when it comes to the scene that happened to Wu Qi, I am afraid that he will be stunned and frightened crazy immediately. Five hours, just five hours, Wu Qi's scattered cultivation actually returned to him here. And it is also the fifth layer of Qi training, but the current breath is completely different from the previous breath, and the current Wu Qi is like an abyss, devouring everything, and it is still changing.

A terrifying attraction power was born from Wu Qi's body, absorbing the surrounding aura, and the prohibition on the bamboo house seemed to be a little unbearable, emitting bursts of light and darkness.

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