"I've been here for a long time, so I don't dare to disturb you."

He sat down with a grin.

Libei made Lingxi pull up the partition fan and raised his eyes: "What are you doing?" ”

Mo Nianqing took out a large pile of messy things, piled them up on the table, and handed her a porcelain white vial: "This is the second-order elixir Gu Ling Pill, regardless of the spiritual root, those who take it have a fifty percent chance of breaking through." ”

He suddenly got embarrassed, twisted it, and stuffed the medicine bottle into Libei's palm: "Today, thank you." ”

Libei smiled, she felt that Mo Nianqing was like a little daughter-in-law.

After he left, Libei tentatively took the next one.

The pill fell into the Sea of Spiritual Breath and splashed up the waves.

As the power of the elixir increased, the spirit pool finally overflowed, and on the verge of promotion, Libei suppressed the excitement in his heart, closed his eyes, and his fingers were sealed,

The hut was filled with rich spiritual breath, and the grass and trees outside the house trembled, and small spiritual breath flowed down from the blades of grass, and merged into a stream, flowing towards Libei in the center of the spiritual breath vortex.

"Broken."

Libei twisted his eyebrows, concentrated all his energy, and guided the spiritual breath to the dantian!

After a while, the spiritual breath in the house fluctuated and multiplied!

Successfully promoted to the Fourth Order Cultivator!

The spiritual breath climbed to a new level, the coercion doubled, the furnishings in the house shook and shattered, and the spiritual power spread to more than ten meters.

Libei, who is comfortable all over, carefully holds the overflowing spiritual breath in the dantian, just waiting to be gathered in one place.

The next day's retest, the rules are simple.

Draw lots to play one-on-one, point to point.

Libei met Tsuruan and found that he was also a fourth-order cultivator, but he was much more stable than himself.

Tsuru Ran has outstanding appearance and is very popular with female disciples.

He saw Libei in a sea of people, walked over with difficulty, and said with a smile: "Libei, do you remember me?" ”

Libei smiled: "Of course, I hope I don't meet you." ”

Tsuruzen: "It's a pity, I'd love to see your strength." ”

After he left, Libei looked around and quietly used a small stream of spiritual breath to tempt, which was originally unimpeded, but suddenly encountered a strong obstacle.

Before Libei could notice, the man hid his breath.

Who is it?

Libei's heart is strange, no matter how much he investigates, he can't find that strong breath!

This is when she heard her name called on stage, and when she came on the stage, she had no choice but to do it.

In the first round, Libei's opponent was a fire-based spiritual root, and he was indeed the most junior cultivator, and he couldn't even condense out of his body.

Libei didn't want to deceive people, so he simply locked his breath and looked at the man opposite: "How do you want to fight with me?" ”

The man on the other side gritted his teeth, he knew that Libei was letting himself, but he was helpless:

"Just use your fists and feet."

"Okay."

Libei just responded, but his body moved into an afterimage.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the man.

The man was shocked and retreated.

But he couldn't stop it, and in a wheezing moment, Libei's fists and feet had made more than a dozen moves, and the moves were ruthless, with sharp strength, as if they had the power to break through the air.

The fist hit the vital point, and the man was about to fight back, but Libei held his wrist and then restrained his shoulder.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang on the ground, and the man was thrown on the edge of the ring, unable to get up for a long time.

Seeing the man's despair, his fingers moved slightly, wanting to use his spiritual breath.

Libei didn't want to expose himself so early.

Rushing forward, one of them slipped and knelt to avoid the impact of the spiritual breath, and the short dagger in his hand was pressed against the man's throat.

"You've lost!"

Libei lightly opened his lips.

The man was not convinced, Libei stared at him, and the man did not come up in a breath under the strong pressure.

Rolled his eyes.

"In the first round, Libei won!" A woman struck the gong and said crisply.

Libei got out of the ring, and saw that Mo Nianqing was already guarding under the ring, taking the food and elixir, and looking at her like a big dog with bright eyes.

"Come on, come on, I'm tired, Libei, eat!"

Libei's heart was slightly warm, and in the competition that followed, Libei was promoted unimpeded.

The selection of half a month has finally arrived on the eve of the top five competition.

Libei practiced more diligently at night, and she sat in the courtyard of Nuoda Courtyard.

If you are a high-level person, you will definitely be able to see Libei's body spirit breath scrambling to drill into her body.

Libei's body is translucent, and if you concentrate on it, you can see the spiritual breath pouring in from between her eyebrows, wandering around, along the second vein of Rendu, moisturizing every tiny meridian, and flowing straight into the dantian.

Like a river flowing into the ocean, a small part of the spiritual breath is a little deeper.

Libei opened her eyes and felt refreshed, she knew that when all her spiritual breath changed color, it was the time for her to advance again.

She got up contentedly, but suddenly felt a chill down her spine, as if a pair of cold eyes were secretly watching her.

That powerful coercion appeared again, and it maliciously but invisibly, snooped on Libei's every move.

The courtyard was silent, the bamboo forest was shaking, and the imprint of the water god left by Xie Xuanhui sensed the danger coming, and flickered wildly.

Libei's fingertips touched the center of his eyebrows, signaling it to be quiet.

Then she thought about the inner secret, and in an instant, her spiritual breath was released!

The coercion of the fourth-order cultivator shocked Zhumu.

That divine consciousness fluctuated, and under the continuous pressure of Libei, he was finally reluctant to retract it.

The courtyard was still silent, and Libei, whose back was soaked with cold sweat, was pounding.

Who's that! Why are you spying on her!

Just thinking about it.

"Hey, human, you're so weak, have you been spied on?"

The voice came from the front, Libei raised his head suddenly, looked around, and saw a pale face embedded in the trunk of the big banyan tree that the few people at the door hugged together.

Even Libei was so frightened that he took half a step back and pressed his sword in his hand.

The man's face was disdainful, and after slowly disappearing, he appeared among the branches and leaves.

I saw that behind the man's face was infinite pitch black, and there was no body.

Looking closely, the face is so beautiful that it is indistinguishable from male and female, but the mouth is childish: "Can you see me?" Your energy is so pure. ”

Libei stabilized his mind, and it was not it that peeped just now.

"You are?"

The face swayed on the branches: "I am the banyan tree." ”

Libei thought about it, and respectfully clasped his fists and saluted: "Seniors, juniors are so presumptuous, dare to ask seniors, but they see Fang Cai'......"

"That thing smells bad," the face frowned, "Come on, I have something good under the tree." ”

"If you dig it out, it's yours."

Faces cheered.

Libei's brows furrowed, perhaps because of the spiritual root of the wood system, she obviously felt that this banyan tree was not malicious.

After digging seven or eight meters in Libei, the shovel finally encountered the hard texture of some different soils.

Libei stretched out his hand and pulled the thing out of the soil with brute force.

"Ahh

Screams came from behind Libei.

It turned out to be a girl in the same room as herself, trembling and pointing her fingers.

With a "plop", the girl was stunned with her head down.

In Libei's hand was a skeleton of bones, swaying with the wind, as if there was life.

Libei turned his head to look at the banyan tree with a bone shelf and silently condemned him.

"Don't worry."

A pitch-black branch stretched out from behind the human face, searching for something on the ground, and after a while, it reached out to Libei like a flattering man, and stopped.

The person's face was smug: "This is a treasure book left by a strong person in the crystallization period, and she was sitting at my feet at the beginning." ”