Chapter 52: Soul Crystal
Return to the station.
Qiu Fei took a few blood refining pills, and then, sat cross-legged in the cave to refine the medicinal power and treat the injuries on his body.
The Blood Refining Pill has a healing effect, but the grade is too low and the effect is limited.
Among the sects, there are naturally better healing pills, but the price is too expensive, and the outer disciples can't afford it at all.
Once injured, in addition to relying on blood refining pills for treatment, it is hard resistance.
Surviving is a hard life.
can't stand it, only consider yourself unlucky.
Two hours later, Qiu Fei woke up from his cultivation.
Wrap up.
With a long sigh of relief, he stood up.
After two hours of refining and healing, the pain in his chest was reduced a lot.
The key is that after Qiu Fei made a move, he shot the knife-tailed swallow on the spot, effectively slowing down its forward rush.
Otherwise, it is not the chest that hurts, but the sternum that is broken.
There is even a possibility of being killed by the sword-tailed swallow.
The first thing Qiu Fei did when he woke up was to dispose of the corpse of the knife-tailed swallow.
The feathers of the sword-tailed swallow are purple-green, short and hard, not only sharp as a knife, but also very tough.
No wonder it's rare, it's rare indeed.
Another reason is that it is small and fast, making it difficult to hunt.
If the human cultivator didn't exceed the strength of its two or three small realms, there was really nothing he could do with it.
The knife-tailed swallow is small, and there are only dozens of feathers on its body, and after pulling it out, Qiu Fei treasures it very much.
Then, take the "black brother" out of the pet bag and let it roam freely in the cave.
Qiu Fei threw the corpse of the knife-tailed swallow to it, "Give!" Little glutton! ”
The eyes of "Black Brother" suddenly lit up, and the small body jumped up flexibly, grabbed it, and couldn't wait to run to a corner to enjoy it alone.
"Qiu Fei, are you there?"
Fan Buregret's voice came from outside the cave.
Qiu Fei opened the cave and walked out.
It was already the beginning of the curtain, and Fan Buregret, Lu Zhonghe, and Zhang Gaizhi had just jumped off the flying talisman.
"You...... Injured? ”
Fan Buregret glanced at Qiu Fei and immediately noticed his strangeness.
"Minor injuries, out of the way."
Qiu Fei said, took out the feathers of the sword-tailed swallow, and handed it to Fan Buregret, "I bumped into a seriously injured sword-tailed swallow and slaughtered it with my hands." ”
"Knifetail swallow?"
Fan didn't regret shaking his hands and almost let the feather fall to the ground, but fortunately, he reacted quickly and grabbed it.
"This thing...... It turned out to be true! ”
Zhang Gaizhi and Lu Zhonghe glared at Fan Buregret in unison, showing a look of surprise.
"What really?"
Qiu Fei asked inexplicably.
Fan Buregret said: "On the way back, we met Yu Zhaofu and others from Shenlong Peak and asked if we had seen an injured knife-tailed swallow. ”
"Senior Brother Fan, you mean...... This knife-tailed swallow is annoying to Yu? ”
Qiu Fei's expression became strange.
There would be no such coincidence in the world.
He clearly remembered that when Yu Zhao was bothered to recruit people, he said that he would go to Feiyu Waterfall in Qianlong Valley to do a task.
It was in the southeast of the sect, and the demon hunting workshop was in the northwest of the sect, and the distance between the two was more than 100,000 miles.
"Impossible!"
Fan Buregret looked resolute, and immediately denied it, "There are more sword-tailed swallows in the world, and he can hunt and kill, why can't we?" ”
After that, he asked about Qiu Fei's hunting of the sword-tailed swallow.
Qiu Fei talked about it 1510.
Of course, he concealed the fact that his eyes could parse.
Fan Buregret listened to it, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, "It's been issued!" Brother Qiu Fei is indeed the God of Wealth of my Golden Dragon Squad! ”
"Indeed!"
Zhang Gaizhi also smiled: "Before Brother Qiu joined my Golden Dragon Squad, he helped the captain hunt a silver python and a few nighteye rats. ”
"The most important thing is that the captain also obtained a soul crystal, which greatly relieved our financial pressure."
Lu Zhonghe interjected on the side.
"Qiu Fei, where is the corpse of the sword-tailed swallow?"
Fan asked without regret.
Qiu Fei pointed to the cave mansion and said casually: "Hey Brother Hei Er eats!" ”
"Black brother?"
The three of them were visibly stunned.
Immediately realized that it was the ghost-faced ape cub, and couldn't help but laugh happily.
"Yours is yours!"
Zhang Gaizhi said with a smile: "Call a little monster Brother Hei'er, you can figure it out." ”
Qiu Feixin said that such a creative name was not something I came up with.
However, he did not explain.
After laughing, Fan Buregret restrained his smile and said to the three of them: "This matter is not trivial, Yu Zhao is bound to investigate to the end." ”
"How's that okay?"
Qiu Fei asked worriedly.
"It's okay!"
Fan Buregret comforted: "Only the four of us know about this matter, and everyone doesn't say it, so he is bothered to inquire about it." ”
Immediately, he told Qiu Fei: "In the past few days, you can rest assured that you will recuperate at home and don't go out to hunt the golden civet beast." ”
As he spoke, he took out ten medium-grade spirit stones from himself and handed them to Qiu Fei, "The feathers of the sword-tailed swallow are very rare, and I estimate that they can sell for two thousand sect points."
That's half of the benefits, and you deserve it. ”
"That's a lot! Then I'll take it! ”
Qiu Fei looked surprised.
He cultivated such a medium-grade spirit stone, and he didn't shirk it, and accepted it generously.
After chatting with the three of them for a while, seeing that it was getting late, the four of them dispersed and went back to their own caves.
After Qiu Fei returned to the cave, he saw that "Black Brother" was having fun.
It had a small object in its mouth, biting and licking, but the baby teeth were not strong, and it couldn't bite at all, so anxious that it kept humming.
When he saw Qiu Fei coming in, he immediately grabbed the little object in front of him and hummed.
"What do you mean?"
Qiu Fei looked at "Black Brother" inexplicably.
He could see that this "little object" was none other than the little head of the knife-tailed swallow.
Looking at the other parts of the sword-tailed swallow's body, they have already turned into a pile of broken bones.
It's just that its skull is too hard, and the strength of "Black Brother" is too small, so he can't bite it at all and can't eat what is inside.
In a hurry, it actually begged Qiu Fei's head.
Qiu Fei was secretly surprised, this is the descendant of the Demonic Beast, and he is much smarter than the Beast.
Immediately, he took out his dagger and cut it down at the head of the sword-tailed swallow.
Just listen to the sound of "dang".
The little skull split in half at the sound, and the white brain volume inside flowed out.
When the "black brother" saw it, he immediately pounced.
At this moment, Qiu Fei suddenly made a move, pinched its neck, and quickly lifted it to the ground.
And he himself stared at the white substance on the ground in a daze.
"Soul Crystal!"
After a while, Qiu Fei made a sound from his throat that only he could hear.
But I was shocked in my heart.
I saw that among these white substances, there was a white bead the size of a grain of rice.
Previously, Qiu Fei had witnessed the appearance of such beads once.
It was when Fan Buregret broke the head of the silver python, it was exactly the same shape as this one, but that one was several times bigger than this.
Soul Crystal!
Qiu Fei suppressed the excitement in his heart and once again confirmed its authenticity.
It's a priceless thing, and it's hard to come by.
Just in case, Qiu Fei first sent "Black Brother" into the pet bag.
The little one roared loudly and struggled with great reluctance, but to no avail.
After sending "Black Brother" into the pet bag, Qiu Fei was excited, carefully pinched the soul bead the size of a grain of rice, and put it in front of his eyes to observe it carefully.
At this moment, a message suddenly flashed through my mind.
[Analysis target: soul crystal.] 】
[Analytical result: one level of rank, which can enhance divine consciousness; Refining it, there is a seventy percent chance of opening the divine sense. 】
The sudden message startled Qiu Fei.
I just wanted to look more carefully, but I didn't expect to turn on the analysis function of my eyes.
Only then did Qiu Fei realize that his magical eyes could analyze other items in addition to humans and demonic beasts.
At this moment, Qiu Fei was deeply shocked by the content of the message.
Turn on the Divine Sense!
It's still up to a 70% chance!
Qiu Fei was completely stunned by the analysis results of his eyes.
Immediately, he was ecstatic in his heart: If I opened my divine consciousness when I was in the Hidden Yuan Realm, wouldn't I be an existence against the sky!
Divine Consciousness.
It is the watershed between the Hidden Yuan Realm and the Cave Ming Realm.
As everyone knows.
After the realm breaks through to the Insight Realm, the Divine Consciousness will inevitably be opened, which is a sign that a cultivator has reached the Insight Realm.
Now, the analysis results of his eyes told Qiu Fei that by refining this soul crystal, he had a seventy percent chance of opening his divine sense.
You say, can you not excite him?
After a while, Qiu Fei took several deep breaths before he calmed himself down and thought about the feasibility and risks of this matter.
Soul Crystal.
It is a crystal formed by the demonic beast in the process of cultivation, the aura is not completely refined, and finally condensed in the brain.
Because the soul crystals have been stored in the minds of the demonic beasts for many years, they have been more or less impregnated with the consciousness energy of the demonic beasts.
By absorbing this consciousness energy and refining it, human beings do have the effect of enhancing the divine consciousness of the cultivator.
The problem is that in order to increase your consciousness, you first have to turn on your consciousness.
Qiu Fei is currently only the fifth level of the Hidden Yuan Realm, and he has not opened his divine sense.
So, he can't be enhanced.
What about refining?
Is it really possible to open the Divine Sense?
At least, Qiu Fei had never heard anyone say it, and the unanimous opinion of the cultivation realm was that when the realm was raised to the Insight Realm, the divine consciousness would automatically be opened.
Could it be that this is a trick to open up the divine sense?
And, there's a 70% chance of it!
If this method is feasible, even if the probability is only two or three percent, there will be thousands of cultivators who will try it.
Bi Yi, the benefits that divine consciousness brings to cultivators are too many.
After thinking about it for a while, Qiu Fei no longer hesitated.
Immediately, he swallowed this bloody soul crystal into his stomach, and then sat cross-legged in the cave.
Activate the internal force to wrap this soul crystal.
Slow refining.
As time passed, this soul crystal was refined little by little by the internal force.
In Qiu Fei's body, streams of consciousness energy that seemed to be absent gradually spread to the whole body, slowly and continuously flowing along the meridians to the head of the sea of consciousness.
The refining continued, and the consciousness energy that flowed into the brain was gathering more and more.
Qiu Fei felt as if his head had been filled with lead, and it became heavier and heavier, and at the same time, it was accompanied by bursts of tearing pain.
As the refining continued, the pain of this tearing became more and more intense.
At this time, Qiu Fei endured the pain caused by the tearing of his head, and still kept refining and did not give up.
The spirit of perseverance and hardship of working hard is vividly reflected in Qiu Fei at this time!
The beads of sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks like rain, rolling to the ground, and he was wet; The clothes on his body were already soaked with sweat and stuck to his back.
Qiu Fei still didn't give up and insisted on refining.