Since Feng Qianqian had no way to eat Gu worms, and the main purpose of her trip was to practice, Feng Qianqian planned to adopt the method of stocking, so that it could forage for food on its own during this time.

She was in touch with the Phantom Gu, who quickly knew what it was thinking, and swung in the air, seemingly helpless.

Watching the Misty Gu tremble and fly away, he quickly hid in the environment, "Your master has something important to do now, I promise you, you will be indispensable in the future." ”

If Gu worms can speak, they can't help but complain, I don't want to eat flatbread...

The concealment of the Mysterious Gu is very high, and her current cultivation at the eighth level of Qi refining plus her divine sense, it is difficult to detect it except for the connection between the contracts, so others can't see it, which can reduce a lot of trouble.

Even if it is in danger, relying on contact, Feng Qianqian can immediately go over and save it.

What's more, this is an outer gate, and there are no monks with high cultivation to come, at most they are foundation building monks.

At this time, it was already morning, Feng Qianqian packed up her belongings and came to the Sifang Platform of Linghai Yuan, at this time, there were already some outer disciples who were cultivating, scattered in various positions on the Fang Tai.

The farther she went to the center of the square platform, the more cold it became, and after the previous adaptation, she was now cultivating in the position of the inner ring on the edge, and Feng Qianqian planned to move closer to the center after being able to persist in a continuous cycle for ten great weeks.

As soon as she meditated, the cold water of the pool sank into her ankles, forcing her to use her spiritual power to resist.

An hour is only one point, and the use of spiritual power must be precise and precise.

However, in the time of a stick of incense, her body was continuously circulated for a big week, her spiritual power had been exhausted, and the cold around her was simply irresistible, Feng Qianqian had to get up and leave, and went to the surrounding forest to rest and recover her spiritual energy.

When the aura fills the body again, it will enter the pool again.

After a week, Feng Qianqian was able to meditate on the inner ring of the edge for five hours in a row, circling for twenty-five days.

In addition, in the state where the aura was about to be exhausted again and again, her meridians were able to expand again, and she could contain a little more aura than before.

During this period, the ghost Guo Zhou has been living in the spirit bead, and there has been no movement, only when her spiritual power is unstable, there have been a few fluctuations that she noticed.

And once the Phantom Gu flew back in the middle, Feng Qianqian felt that its state was very stable, and even faintly looked like it was about to advance.

Could it be that the grade of this Gu worm is even higher than he expected?

But she can only cultivate now, and as its master, Feng Qianqian doesn't want her cultivation speed to lag behind it.

Otherwise, the Gu worm has strength, but it can't be used.

Cultivation is so boring, but Feng Qianqian doesn't feel that as long as her ability improves, even if it is just a little expansion of the meridians, it is something to be happy for her.

At night, since it was autumn and the Xuanyu Sect was located in the northern region of the mainland, the temperature dropped sharply at night, and the pond water was even more stinging.

According to Feng Qianqian's experience of living on the island, the water temperature will condense into ice if it falls below a certain level, and it stands to reason that the temperature of the pool water is not much different from the temperature of the ice cubes at this time, but for some reason, the pool water here has no signs of freezing at all.

Therefore, Feng Qianqian did not go to the Sifang Platform of Linghai Yuan to cultivate at night this week, but gradually went to it.

Now she has been able to meditate in the pool for five hours in a row, so she has also entered the Sifang Platform at night.

Even at night, there are monks on the quadrangle.

During this week, there were also some senior brothers who came in to cultivate, and some left one after another, Feng Qianqian heard the conversation of the senior brothers around her, some advanced, she was happy for them, and some couldn't bear the bitterness of cultivation, so she warned herself in her heart.

And this week, she had cultivated for a total of twenty-eight hours, plus when she first came, she had gained a total of fifty-eight points, and Ling Haiyuan was nowhere on the list.

Entering the water again, she found some changes that had not been seen before, through the subtle fluctuations of spiritual power, the aura at the bottom of the pool actually gathered by itself, although the speed was slow, but it took a certain amount of time to condense something similar to the entity, while the normal aura was scattered around the atmosphere chaotically, unless there was an external force to exert it, it would not gather together.

Feng Qianqian received the subtle fluctuations from time to time, and found that the aura it gathered was very pure, presumably the thing formed was the obsidian that the senior brother said.

Feng Qianqian thought about this, so he didn't care about it, and the temperature dropped again, which meant that more spiritual power was consumed, and then repeat the previous method.

The frost that could not form in the water condensed in her brows and the ends of her hair.

The night of Linghaiyuan was no different from the day, but the water flickered a little brighter from time to time.

"Leng Ping! You are in the realm of Great Perfection of Qi Refining, is it necessary to grab a soul protection fish with me, a monk of the eighth level of Qi refining? A baby-faced junior sister roared at the senior brother who was called Leng Ping, and the anger in her eyes was like substance.

"What do you mean by robbing? This fish is not yours alone. Can everyone's stuff be called robbery? A thick-lipped senior brother sat down and said casually.

"But I've already stabbed it, you see it can't escape, so it's directly included in the net! This is clearly a robbery! "The junior sister argues with reason.

"So what, that's what I have to do to get it in my bag!"

This can make her angry, she was picked up and not said, and she was ridiculed, but the cultivation place does not allow monks to fight, and she noticed that the foundation building brothers in the center of the square platform did not mean to help, so she could only endure this breath.

"Damn!"

The position of this Leng Ping Senior Brother was closer to the center of the Sifang Terrace than Feng Qianqian's, and two spirit fish had already surfaced around him.

During the day, the surface of the pond is not warm enough, so they can only stay in suitable deep water, and at night, even on the surface, the temperature of the pond water is low enough that the cold spiritfish occasionally emerge from the water.

And the monks who meditate are the most concentrated, so there are basically no spirit fish that are scared away.

Feng Qianqian noticed that there were already some monks meditating in the center, and many of them were in the early stage of foundation building and the late stage of qi refining, taking advantage of the right time to start killing the spirit fish around them, using all the skills they were good at.

However, if you can't hold on to a few incense sticks, your spiritual power will be exhausted, and you have to stop, and if you want to continue cultivating, you must leave enough spiritual power.

Killing the spirit fish, fast and ruthless, no one is indispensable.

She noticed that there was a senior sister who had built the second layer of the foundation, and in the blink of an eye, she used the wood entanglement technique, and although the small spirit fish escaped fast enough, she still took it into her pocket.