"Whew." With a burst of breath exhaled, Zhou Huan finally felt that the tiny true qi in his dantian had become larger. "The third layer of qi refining has finally arrived."

Zhou Huan silently felt the changes in himself after the breakthrough, although the second layer to the third layer, there was no big change from the third layer to the fourth layer, but he still obviously felt that his body was more flexible, and his thinking was clearer, for these changes, Zhou Huan was very happy, and three years of diligent cultivation still paid off.

Three years is not a short time for Zhou Huan, who is still a teenager, but only with the qualifications of the five spirit roots can he break through the third layer.

For example, Pang Zhengyuan's mind is not all about cultivation, and he also reached the third layer half a year ago, not to mention the diligent Fangzheng, I am afraid that he has already made steady progress towards the middle stage of qi refining.

And the spirit stones used by Zhou Huan's cultivation in recent years have basically been consumed, if he doesn't think of some ways, he won't be able to cultivate like before in the future.

Zhou Huan had heard before that most of the senior brothers and sisters in the door were to kill demon beasts to obtain materials at the earliest, and then go to various refining alchemy halls to exchange for spirit stones, so it seemed that he would have to embark on this road sooner or later.

However, Zhou Huan's offensive technique at this time had only learned one golden sword technique, and he was not proficient in it except for using it to kill a few first-order demon beasts.

"Cultivation can't be improved for the time being, so let's practice the basic spell after that, and as for killing the demon beast, wait until the spell is used proficiently before making plans." Zhou Huan crossed his legs, supported his head with his left hand, and slowly muttered to himself.

Putting away a lot of thoughts, Zhou Huan pushed open the wooden door and walked out of the stone house. But seeing that there was no one in the courtyard today, he originally wanted to share the good news of the breakthrough with his two friends.

Senior Brother Zhan Ping has been closed all year round, needless to say, this month it is the turn of Fangzheng to supervise, it stands to reason that Fangzheng should be in the courtyard, but today there is no one, could it be that something happened in the mine, Zhou Huan secretly thought to himself. As for Pang Zhengyuan, there is no need to guess, if he is not in the yard, he must have gone to the big lake again.

Everyone was not there, so Zhou Huan sat alone on the stone bench in the courtyard for the time being, took out the letters sent by his family this month, and read them.

Generally speaking, monks will communicate with each other from a distance, but the Zhou family is considered to be in decline among many monk families, so they can only send letters every few months to communicate.

A year ago, Zhao Feng and Duan Gaojie also sent a letter together, informing Zhou Huan that they had returned to the sect safely, and also attached their respective experiences and experiences.

Then Zhou Huan read the letter sent from home, which said that the family was still fine, followed by some words of encouragement. After reading it, Zhou Huan took out a pen and paper and began to reply to inform him of his recent situation.

Not long after Zhou Huan finished writing his reply, Fang Zheng walked back from the bottom of the mountain. "How could Senior Brother Fang go down the mountain today, could it be that something happened in the mine?" Zhou Huan looked at Fang Zheng who walked into the courtyard and said curiously.

In the past, there were also cases where Fang Zheng was not in the courtyard, and several times he went to the mine to deal with the first-order demon beasts that suddenly broke in.

"As Senior Brother Zhou said, yesterday night, the dragon in the southern mining area turned over, a large area of the mountain collapsed, and something happened to the mine. Thinking that the senior brother was cultivating into the gods, he didn't notice the movement. ”

Fang Zheng replied a little tiredly, looked at Zhou Huan again, and then said with a somewhat happy face, "Hey, Senior Brother Zhou has broken through, congratulations." ”

"Haha yes, I still want to have a drink with Senior Brother Fang and the two of you, now you go and rest first." After listening to Zhou Huan, he smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Senior brother Zhou, I'll drink with you another day, and I'll go back to the house first." After speaking, Fang Zheng walked into his stone house.

Zhou Huan thought about it, got up and walked out of the small courtyard, and walked towards the big lake in the southeast.

This large lake is called Wangkong Lake by mortals here, and it is named because of its size, which is endless, and the water of the lake is crystal clear, and the fish and shrimp in the lake are in a swarm.

In the area around the Great Lake, there are many fierce beasts, and there are often rumors of hurting people, and the distance from the towns near Ningchuan Country is too far, except for the miners who may come and go to the mining area, it has gradually become inaccessible over time.

After a while, Zhou Huan quickly walked to Pang Zhengyuan's daily fishing place. Looking forward, as Zhou Huan expected, Pang Zhengyuan was fishing with an unknown grass in his mouth, and he was fishing with his so-called Yum fishing rod.

"Hey, Senior Brother Zhou, why are you here, look at your closed door for the past few days, why did you change your temper today. Do you know that I caught more than ten catties of goods early this morning and came to watch? Pang Zhengyuan said to Zhou Huan with a smile,

"Today I suddenly sensed that you were going to catch a big fish, so I came to take a look." Zhou Huan also joked with a smile.

"You still have to learn more fishing skills with me, you have fished with me many times in the past few years, but the gap with my skills is getting bigger and bigger."

When Zhou Huan's cultivation has become boring in recent years, he will go to the big lake to find Pang Zhengyuan to fish together to stabilize his state of mind.

Later, he also told Pang Zhengyuan the news that he had cultivated to the third level of qi refining, and the two chatted without a word.

In the next few days, Zhou Huan first had a drink with the two of them, chatting about the lack of spirit stones, in fact, the three of them were not too much different, and the storage bags were empty.

Fang Zheng said that he had a map of the Biluo Sect's territory that he had previously exchanged for from the Foreign Affairs Palace, which roughly recorded the location of various mountains, rivers, lakes, and Xiuzhenfang City in the vast area of the entire sect, and the three of them could kill demon beasts to obtain materials when they were free, and exchange them for the spirit stones needed for cultivation in Fang City.

Pang Zhengyuan has little interest in this, and Zhou Huan and the others are not reluctant.

Then, as he had thought before, Zhou Huan began to practice the two low-level exercises he had chosen when he was introduced. After he went around and around, he came to the west side of Wangkong Lake, probably because the earth dragon turned over a few days ago, there are many mountains and rocks here, which is a good place to practice golden swordsmanship.

The Golden Sword Technique, as the name suggests, is a technique driven by metallic true qi, and the monk gathers his own metallic true qi to his fingertips, forming a sword shape and then urging it to be launched, and the power is not bad in the low-level attack technique.

This technique is widely circulated among the various sects of the cultivation realm, and it is an offensive technique practiced by most cultivators with metallic roots in their spiritual roots at the lower level of qi refining.

Zhou Huan began to slowly urge his true qi, forming a small golden sword at his fingertips, shooting at one of the larger mountain rocks. With a bang, a shallow sword mark was left on the rock. Zhou Huan stepped forward to check, found that the sword mark was only an inch into the stone, shook his head, and walked back to his previous position to continue practicing.

After more than ten days, Zhou Huan's golden swordsmanship gradually became more powerful under the continuous urging practice, and it was already able to make sword marks about two inches on the mountain stone.

"It's been a good few days, so let's try another spa tomorrow." Zhou Huan touched the sword mark and said with some satisfaction.

It was day and night, and by chance, a downpour poured down.

Early the next morning, Zhou Huan came to the lake as usual. Because he was going to practice hydrotherapy today, Zhou Huan was going to catch a fish to practice and try his hand.

In fact, due to the cultivation of monks, most of them are very skilled, and it is very easy to catch ordinary fish, and fishing like Pang Zhengyuan is mainly for fun.

As Zhou Huan slowly approached the lake, he began to look around, ready to find a small fish, and when he looked forward, he couldn't help but find an object floating on the surface of the lake not far away.

Zhou Huan looked at it fixedly, it seemed to be a gourd. It stands to reason that this mining area is not suitable for the growth of most plants and trees due to the hematite veins, and the appearance of such a gourd really makes Zhou Huan curious.

Transporting the true qi, Zhou Huan stepped on the water, picked it up, and then returned to the lake, held the gourd in his hand, and looked at it carefully.

The whole body of this gourd is light gray, there is no luster, and there are some strange lines on the surface of the lower belly. Except that the whole gourd was slightly longer than the ordinary gourd, Zhou Huan couldn't see anything else, and shook it a few times casually, and found that the gourd was very light.

Then he pulled the stopper on the mouth of the gourd, and after waiting for a while to see that nothing happened, Zhou Huan looked in cautiously, only to see a gray and empty place. He turned his hand and put the mouth of the gourd down, shook it, and didn't pour out anything, so he really couldn't see anything famous.

"The color of this gourd is so weird, the gray is not slippery, is it a treasure?" Zhou Huan muttered to himself a little puzzled.

Every once in a while, it would be rumored that a certain monk had picked up a strange treasure on the side of the road, and Zhou Huan felt that even if there was such a thing, it would not be his turn, but the gray gourd in his hand made him feel a little hopeful. As he spoke, he prepared to put the gourd in his storage bag, and then returned to his residence to study again.

"Huh? Why can't it fit in? "Zhou Huan found that no matter how much he fiddled, the gray gourd couldn't be put into the storage bag." Looks like a real baby. ”

After finishing speaking, he was not ready to practice hydrotherapy, so he took a section from the small vines growing on the shore, tied the gourd to his belt, covered his robe, and walked back towards Xiao Yanfeng quickly.