Ling Xiao was so close that he didn't get angry!

Why do you mean that your grandmother is here faster than me?

It's so shocking, hey!

However, the facts are in front of him, and although Ling Xiao is angry, he is helpless.

Let's practice!

He took a deep breath and pinched again.

[When you shake my flower mist, it means progress!] 】

[Practice slowly, don't be in a hurry. 】

Yu Shenhua and Bi Qingshu said again, this time their tones were a little softer.

Well!

Ling Xiao's spirit perked up, and the halberd pointed out.

The fireball let out a piercing roar, and in an instant, a mushroom cloud of flames rose up, drowning the practice stake!

[There is progress, there are so many hairs. 】

Yu Shenhua sneered again.

Ling Xiaoquan didn't hear it.

He knew very well that with his spiritual root talent, there was only one path to choose from.

Diligence redeems stupidity!

Without hesitation, he took out a spirit stone and held it, recovering his mana while pinching the trick again!

He who is forging his body, absorbing the spiritual energy of the spirit stone is very slow, maybe until the mana is exhausted, he can't replenish much.

However, if you can let him cast a spell one more time, it's okay!

Let's practice!

In the lonely manor, flames rose into the sky.

When the mana was empty, Ling Xiao quickly whipped up the mana, and then got up to practice again.

In my heart, I am not idle.

He kept trying, casting spells and simulating the process of drawing talismans.

Enlightened.

But it's hard to grasp the details.

Not enough practice!

The night passed.

As the morning sun rose, the golden glow sprinkled on Ling Xiao's body, setting off his bronzed skin like steel cast iron.

Ling Xiao gasped and played the last fireball technique, not caring about the result, and sitting directly on the ground.

Exhaustion came like a tidal wave.

Meditating and casting spells all night long is too much of a burden for the forging monks.

Moreover, in the case of an extremely limited degree of progress, there are still things that are not human in the ear.

[What a wooden head!] 】

[Where did you learn the comprehension of cooking spells in the first place? ] 】

It's especially demoralizing!

[It's a bit of progress.] 】

[Yes.] 】

Leng Chunhua strangely did not mock, it seemed that Ling Xiao's cultivation of spells had touched their memories.

[Progress fart!] Every time I only stare at the spell casting stage, as soon as the spell leaves my hand, it seems that it has nothing to do with him, and I am really angry to watch! 】

Yu Shenhua's tone was calm, as if she wanted to use the stem to stir Ling Xiao's brain twice.

Ling Xiao shuddered.

Just staring, the casting phase?

Ling Xiao lay on the ground, resting and thinking about it.

I don't blame him for doing this!

He's going to have to cast spells and simulate the process of drawing talismans!

However, in terms of effect, it is not good.

Could it be that after the spell left his hand?

Spare me......

Ling Xiao smiled bitterly.

[It is also important to take proper rest. Relax, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge! 】

Biqingshu comforted.

Ling Xiao felt that it made sense.

He simply slept for half an hour.

Then wake up energetically, put aside the idea of spells and talisman for a while, and take care of Lingzhi first.

After smashing the spirit field, spirit pool, and medicine garden, Ling Xiao stood by the spirit pool and made a decision.

Expansion!

He doesn't have to worry about the rice demon insects, he can spare more time to expand the spirit field and spirit pool, which is the best choice.

Just do it.

Ling Xiao took out the purple sword, sharpened the sword, and got busy.

He who forged his body had strength.

It didn't take long for the newly reclaimed 2 acres of spiritual fields and 2 spiritual ponds to be born.

He pinched the spell again and modified the aura operation of the Spirit Eye Stone.

The aura of the Spirit Eye Stone was already overflowing, easily enveloping the newly cultivated fields and ponds, and it seemed that it was far from reaching the limit.

After doing this, Ling Xiao didn't plan to go out.

The flea market's leakage plan, he has changed to once every seven days.

Because it is becoming more and more difficult to pick up leaks, the valuable ones have almost been hollowed out by him, and the profits are very small.

Fortunately, his spirit stone reserves are still very rich, so he doesn't have to worry about money for the time being.

Even if there is no money, there are still more than 3,000 catties of spiritual rice in the warehouse.

He can't eat so much alone!

And the cultivation plan of the Demon Canal Mountain Range was also temporarily shelved after he started making talismans. In this regard, it is possible to start over.

Practice.

Leave all distractions behind.

Ling Xiao's cultivation, after more than two months of hard cultivation, has taken a step closer, and it is expected that with the assistance of sufficient spiritual food, in another four or five months, he will be able to try to break through the sixth level of qi refining.

……

Cultivating life, full and busy, Ling Xiao is moving forward steadily step by step.

Rumble!

Another fireball smashed the practice stake.

The stake let out a wail and roared!

[I can finally see some changes!] 】

[It's not easy! 】

Ling Xiao looked at the remnants of the wooden stake, and a smile flashed across his face.

The mist of the gods floating in the air seemed to be faintly touched just now!

The power of the fireball technique just now has increased by at least about 10% compared to the beginning!

It's been half a month since he practiced the spell!

In the past five days, Ling Xiao couldn't remember how many times he had unleashed the Fireball Technique.

Among them, he only went out once to buy the juvenile ingot turtles needed for breeding, and the rest of the time, he always stayed in the yard.

Even in his dreams every day, he would unconsciously dream of the boring and tiring spell-casting process.

The process is tough.

The results are encouraging.

After casting spells again and again, and simulating talismans again and again, Ling Xiao's understanding of the fireball technique now far exceeds that of the beginning.

He firmly believes that if he makes the fireball talisman now, the success rate will definitely increase!

However, he didn't plan to start working now.

Spell cultivation isn't over yet!

Because he hasn't shaken the god flower mist yet!

Wait for me!

As soon as Ling Xiao thought of the various cynicisms he had suffered in the past half a month, he felt that he was full of motivation!

The premise is to buy a new practice stake first.

……

Thereupon.

Another half a month has passed.

Ling Xiao carried the ten-tailed molten carp and set foot on Chenjia Mountain again.

In the mountains, nothing has changed.

Walking along the mountain road, Ling Xiao met the Taoist priest sweeping the floor again, but this Taoist priest was a little different.

"Brother Ma?"

Ma Ying stopped moving, saw that it was Ling Xiao, and showed a kind smile, "Master Ling is here!" Master respected his old man, and yesterday he asked me to send you Lingmi, but I didn't expect you to come to the door first. ”

Ling Xiao said: "Daoist Lao is worried. Why did Brother Ma come to sweep the mountain? Shouldn't this work be handed over to the juniors and disciples? He asked curiously.

Ma Ying shook his head and said, "Cleaning the mountains and forests is the task of everyone in Qingfeng Temple, even Shizun is no exception. This allows us to stop while cultivating. ”

"I'm tired of looking at the donor, and once in a while, it's good to stop and try."

Ma Ying added with a smile.

These words contained the truth in the clouds, Ling Xiao heard it with a big head, so he had to laugh twice dryly, and said, "Thank you, Brother Ma." Then I'll go up to the Taoist chief first and bring you something to eat. ”

He flashed the fish in his hand.

Ma Ying's eyes lit up and said, "Master Ling is too polite. ”

Bidding farewell to Ma Ying, Ling Xiao continued to go up the mountain.

After walking for a while, he suddenly felt something in his heart and looked back.

In the quiet mountain forest, Ma Ying also looked at him, smiled slightly, lowered his head again, and patiently cleaned the stone steps.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart, but he couldn't understand the reason, so he could only shake his head and continue to go up the mountain.

Perhaps, I've been really tired lately.