In the flat circular mine, the golden unicorn stood indifferently, his body swayed slightly, and the huge minecart behind him also shook, and then stepped on the void and swept towards the tempest of the Difu Academy.

His speed was so fast that the faces of the people in the cave in the mine were shocked, and a moment later, the unicorn jumped out of their sight.

Watching the qilin take the spirit stone away, everyone also felt that their bodies were accumulating, and some people even sat on the dusty ground, panting heavily.

After a busy day, he finally put a hundred spirit stones on Qilin's body at the last moment.

Mo Zixuan raised his head and looked in the direction of the unicorn that disappeared in front of him, only a pitch-black sky was left at the moment, he smiled softly and asked, "Uncle, is this unicorn going to send the spirit stone to the Difu Academy?"

Wang Jingming also looked at the sky where the unicorn disappeared, and said slowly: "Yes, Difu Academy." I don't know how many people like us are looking forward to leaving this mine as soon as possible and going to the Difu Academy. ”

"It is said that there is a day and night in the Difu Academy, which is the same as the sun world, and there is an extremely beautiful starry sky tree, which is something that Yirou has always dreamed of seeing..."

When the words came to the end, his voice also became a little sighing.

Hearing this, Mo Zixuan's dark eyes solemnized, one day, he would take Yirou out of this mine and go to the Difu Academy.

"It's been a busy day, let's go back. After a while, Wang Jingming waved his hand and took the lead in walking towards the Jingtang Cave, and everyone behind him also followed.

After returning to the cave of the quiet hall, everyone was tired, and unlike other efforts, that tiredness was somewhat happy and satisfied.

Without Mo Zixuan's help, it would be difficult for them to take out a hundred and two spirit stones even if they worked day and night. Of course, the last two spirit stones were Mo Zixuan's request, otherwise, the white fox would have nothing to eat today.

The extra spirit stone, Mo Zixuan took him to his small hole in the rock wall as always.

Gently put the two spirit stones on the yellow weeds pile, Mo Zixuan sat down, and then saw the white fox jump out of his body, the fox eyes flickered and looked at the food in front of him, smiled at the slightly immature face, and said, "Hehe... Xiao Moxuan thanked you, then I'm welcome. ”

Mo Zixuan nodded, staring at the white fox with a lot of appetite greedily biting the spirit stone, not only smiled, but also clenched his palm, a whole day's rest also made his physical strength recover a little, Mo Zixuan felt that in a few days, he would be able to recover, and then he would be able to share the work of the Jingtang Cave, which would also make it easier for the uncle.

Time spent quietly in this peaceful day, Mo Zixuan's body fully recovered on the sixth day, and the first time after he recovered was to participate in the collection work, helping the Jingting Cave to share some of the burden.

It was also from the sixth day that he had the opportunity to absorb the spirit stones.

For the rest of the time, the boy also focused his energy on the Wind Fist, and after dozens of days of penance, the Wind Fist cultivation was perfect, and the mastery of the Wind Fist alone, Rao is Yi Ping felt ashamed of himself in this regard, and it took him half a year to cultivate the strength of the Wind Fist to the time when he was proficient.

It can be seen that Mo Zixuan has a bit of talent in cultivating spiritual skills.

Twenty days later, the two young men recovered from a serious illness, and gradually the days of the Jingtang Cave became less tense, and with the increase in the number of people, the speed of collecting spirit stones also increased a lot.

Under the tiring work, a month passed in a flash, and the people in the Jingxiu Cave were extremely quiet during the month, and they didn't even bother with the Jingtang Cave. Maybe they think that with the red spirit stone, their strength has increased by leaps and bounds, and there is no need to put the Jingtang Cave in their eyes, for them, the Jingting Hall Cave is like a plaything in the palm of their hands.

During the month, Mo Zixuan could occasionally see He Yirou's elegant shadow and wanted to come forward to say hello, but there were always hateful people beside him staring at him with malicious eyes, signaling him to stay away from her.

After thinking about it, Mo Zixuan finally gave up.

But every time he saw that shadow, the young man had a sense of loss on his face that couldn't be concealed. However, fortunately, the teenager did not give up on himself, but was more motivated.

...

In the flat quiet hall cave, Yi sat calmly, his eyes slightly closed, and the three spirit stones in front of him emitted repeated white smoke, slowly melting into his body.

Around Yi Ping, everyone looked at the resolute and gentle face nervously, and couldn't help but have a surge of excitement.

Even Mo Zixuan's little face was poked over, his eyes crossed with longing, he solemnly looked at the resolute face, and said slowly in his heart: "Uncle Yiping, you must succeed." ”

"Buzz!"

Yi Ping's hands were sealed, and he saw that the three spirit stones lying on the ground spun up, slowly floating up under the eyes of everyone, and one after another spiritual power was drawn out of them, turning into white smoke and frantically melting into his body.

After a while, a little sweat spilled from Yi Ping's forehead, and he seemed to be a little struggling.

Frowning, feeling the majestic spiritual power in this body, Yi Ping's heart was shocked, this time he wanted to break through to the seventh grade of the spirit body, and he wanted to improve the strength of the Jingting Hall Cave as much as possible.

"Rush!"

With an angry shout in his heart, the majestic spiritual power in his body was to impact this spiritual power barrier, that invisible barrier. The spiritual power in his body was surging like a tide, and Yi Ping's expression changed slightly, but he gritted his teeth, no matter what, he couldn't live up to everyone's kindness.

These days, when Yi Ping said that he was going to break through to the seven-rank spirit body realm, everyone offered spirit stones to Yi Ping one after another, wanting to help him. Because when the Jingtang Cave has the second Spirit Body Realm Seven Grades, there will be a possibility of fighting when facing the Jingtang Cave.

In addition to Huang Yan's step void in the Jingxiu Cave, there is Luo Chen's eight-rank spirit body, followed by a seven-grade spirit body. This is the overall strength of the Jingxiu Cave, and it can be imagined how important a seven-rank spirit realm is to the people of the Jingtang Cave. At least, in the future, when they meet people who are resting, they can also walk in the open.

Yi Ping knew how heavy the burden he was bearing, so he didn't dare to stop for a moment, even if the impact failed, he would once again gather the spiritual power in his body to attack the invisible barrier.

As the yellow spiritual power in his body continued to bombard the solid barrier like a tidal wave, he finally broke the shackles of the barrier under a strong spiritual power that was like a bamboo.

"Boom!"

Successfully shattering the barrier, a wave of qi swept out from Yi Ping's body, and the sea-like wave of qi kicked up a puff of dust, and at the same time brought some majesty from the seven grades of the spirit realm.

Looking at Yi Ping, who had successfully reached the seventh grade of the spirit body, Mo Zixuan grinned, at least this proves that this Jingtang Cave is gradually moving towards glory, if Wang Yan and He Yirou are being recalled, Jingtang Cave may have a chance to turn over.

Wang Jingming stared at Yi Ping who was sitting cross-legged with satisfaction, feeling the fluctuations from the seven grades of the spirit body, and immediately smiled with relief: "Okay, okay." Since then, I have one more strong person in the Cave of the Meditation Hall. ”

When Mo Zixuan heard this, he also grinned, and immediately congratulated him: "Congratulations to Uncle Yi Ping, who successfully reached the seventh grade of the spirit body." ”

There was also a sound of blessings constantly echoing in his ears on the side, and hearing those words, Yi Ping slowly opened his eyes and said gratefully: "Without your help, how could I have broken through to the seventh grade of the Spirit Body Realm so quickly?"

Everyone glanced at each other and smiled, and at this moment, the quiet hall seemed to be back to its former liveliness.