A month later.

Chu Wei sat on the bed, his body trembling.

This time it wasn't panic, but excitement, and what he was expecting happened.

There is a large amount of spiritual energy in his dantian, which is the manifestation of the two soul casting, and although the golden spirit root in his body is still missing, it is infinitely close to the crack spirit root!

A bold conjecture involuntarily grew in his heart, if his spiritual root continued to grow like this, wouldn't it eventually grow into a perfect spiritual root?

The kind of spiritual root that only exists in legends!

Thinking of this, Chu Wei became short of breath, and then he clenched his fists, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and suppressed the excitement in his heart, if this was the case, he would kill some miscellaneous disciples by himself, and the sect would not take it to heart at all.

Even if it's to settle a deacon.

However, soon Chu Wei calmed down and smiled bitterly, although he was able to cultivate, all his benefits were taken away by Deacon Peng, and without pills and spirit stones, what did he exchange for spells.

Without magic, how, kill?

Chu Wei was silent, his eyes closed, his mind sank into the dantian, and his mind shrouded the silver light sword, but helplessly, the silver light sword was not moved at all and could not be used by Chu Wei.

He quietly observed the silver light sword, the silver light on it was soft, and occasionally silver filaments overflowed, quiet and charming.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Chu Wei's mind, causing him to open his eyes, and a ray of essence erupted in his eyes.

"I remember, after casting the spirit three times, you can go to the Hundred Refining Building to take over the sect task, and after completing it, you can get the spirit points......"

And the spirit points can go to the Zhanwen Pavilion to exchange for exercises and spells!

......

The wind was quite strong and slightly cool.

On the mountainside not far from the Jade Bird Valley, there were many black trees and weeds, and there was a young man in black in the grass, who was weeding.

It's just that in the gray environment, his complexion is a little frighteningly white.

Chu Wei wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands, stood up and walked to a tree and sat cross-legged.

He touched the wound at the corner of his mouth, and there was a hint of pain that made his face a little gloomy.

Just this morning, a fat young man suddenly came over to find Chu Wei, and actually asked Chu Wei to go to the mountain to weed the ink tree, and ordered Chu Wei to take care of the weeds in the area in front of the Imperial Beast Valley within ten days.

That person was Shi Lagi, after Chu Wei heard it, he ignored him, but Shi Lagi actually started to beat people, injuring Chu Wei, Chu Wei went to Deacon Peng to theorize, but he didn't expect that Deacon Peng not only did not punish Shi Lagi, but agreed with Chu Wei to weed.

The ink tree is the main spiritual plant of the Ink Shadow Sect, and it has the effect of generating aura, so it is very easy to grow weeds under the ink tree, that is to say, the work of weeding in the future may be a matter for Chu Xiao alone.

In this way, Chu Wei's few cultivation times would be greatly compressed.

It wasn't until dusk that Chu Wei went back, and Xu Xiaoxi went back with him, Xu Xiaoxi came to pick up Chu Wei, today is October 14, it is Xu Xiaoxi's fourteenth birthday, Xu Xiaoxi specially went to the stove room to cook food, and invited Chu Wei to eat.

When I came to Xu Xiaoxi's room, it was very warm, the room was full of flowers and plants by Xu Xiaoxi, and there was a spirit lamp, which was made of fire crystal fragments, and a piece of low-grade broken spirit stone could be replaced with a lamp, and Xu Xiaoxi also gave Chu Xiao a lamp, so that he would not catch a cold.

Chu Wei sat at the table, saw the meat in the basin, and asked Xu Xiaoxi, "This is a four-winged chicken?" ”

"Hehe, this is what I went to the mountains to catch." Xu Xiaoxi smiled proudly, and then said, "Brother Chu Xiao, you can taste it, is it delicious?" ”

Chu Wei used chopsticks to pick up a piece and put it in his mouth, it melted in his mouth, fat but not greasy, the taste was indeed delicious, and there was a trace of aura overflowing.

"Well, I've never eaten such delicious meat."

Xu Xiaoxi smiled happily, talking and laughing with Chu Xiao, her little face was full of satisfied smiles.

When Chu Wei left, Xu Xiaoxi gave Chu Wei a thin scroll with three words written on it, Concealment Technique.

Three days later, in the dead of night, Chu Wei opened the door and walked up the mountain.

The mountain road is rugged, and it is very dark, and you can't see your five fingers, but it can't be difficult for Chu Xiao, after casting the spirit twice, his eyesight is far beyond that of mortals, and walking at night is nothing.

Chu Wei's body was light, but when he walked to the end of a mountain road, he suddenly paused, turned back suddenly, and whispered, "Who?" ”

After a long time, he didn't notice anything unusual behind him, so he continued to walk up the mountain, but when he came somewhere, he repeated what he had just done to make sure that no one was following him, and he found a place where the ink trees were dense and sat down cross-legged.

The ink tree has the effect of producing aura, where the ink tree is dense, the aura is naturally much richer, the reason why Chu Wei came here is to cast the spirit for the third time, and the third casting spirit is different from the previous two times, it will cause the phenomenon of aura gathering, and it is easy to be discovered.

Chu Wei closed his eyes and began to exhale, controlling the spiritual energy of the dantian to travel through the meridians, and finally depositing the spiritual energy to the bottom of the dantian.

Time passed moment by moment, and slowly, a hazy white mist gradually appeared outside Chu Wei's body, exuding a faint glow.

It wasn't until dawn approached that the white mist of aura outside Chu Wei's body dissipated, and he absorbed it, retracting his thoughts from the sea of qi at the bottom of the dantian, and when he opened his eyes, a trace of silver flashed in his eyes.

Cast the spirit three times, successfully.

Subsequently, Chu Wei began to practice the concealment technique again, the concealment technique is a very ordinary technique, that is, the aura of oneself is restrained, as long as the aura is not used, it is generally difficult to detect below the Dao foundation period.

The concealment technique is not difficult for Chu Wei, his comprehension is already extremely strong, and after dawn, he will master the concealment technique.

The third chapter of the Soul Casting Chapter also comes with a basic spell, the aura shield, which is a defensive spell.

But Chu Wei didn't have time to continue cultivating, he could only wait until night fell, if he was discovered and disappeared for too long, it would cause unnecessary trouble.

Moreover, as long as he persisted for another year, Chu Wei didn't have to swallow his anger anymore, because at this moment, his spiritual root had already become a cracked golden spiritual root.

At this rate, which can almost grow a grade in a month, maybe it won't take a year for his spiritual root to become perfect.

At that time, he will no longer have to hide, and it is a big deal that he will be found and think that it is a hidden perfect spiritual root, rather than a growing one.

Because the growth of spiritual roots is so appalling that it is impossible for others.

Chu Wei straightened his clothes, got up and walked down the mountain, but when he just reached the foot of the mountain, a tall figure appeared in his sight.

A fat young man, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a somewhat fierce face, the flesh on his body is very loose, and he is also bald like Deacon Peng

This person was none other than Shlaji, and when he found Chu Wei, he immediately walked over.