In the elegant room on the second floor, Lu Changqing was cultivating the Necromantic Sutra.

Judging from the traces of the fluctuation of the dead qi on his body, his current cultivation has obviously broken through to the realm of the third layer of condensation!

While exhaling a breath of turbidity, Lu Changqing also slowly opened his eyes.

Feeling that the sub-pill in his body that relied on the dantian and stored the breath of the dead gradually took shape, the more Lu Changqing doubted that he should have been a genius among the geniuses who cultivated the undead martial arts, but he picked the wrong path and embarked on the path of spiritual cultivation......

After all, from the time he started cultivating the Necromancy Sutra to now, it had only taken him more than two months in total.

What he relied on was nothing more than a bag of dead qi that Cui Xiyue had obtained from the wind at the beginning, and other than that, he didn't use any of the various spiritual pills necessary for the cultivation of the undead spirit.

However, relying on such a small amount of resources, in just over two months, he had raised his undead cultivation to a level equivalent to the third layer of condensation.

This cultivation speed, not a genius among geniuses, what else could it be?

"It's true, women are afraid of marrying the wrong man, and men are afraid of entering the wrong industry!"

Lu Changqing, who felt that Mingzhu had secretly cast himself, was embarrassed, and his eyes also looked at the dead air at the same time.

The dead air, which was once thick as ink, had now turned gray like mist.

Obviously, in the past two months of cultivation, all the essences in these dead qi have been absorbed by him and turned into undead cultivators......

If you want to continue to maintain your current cultivation speed, I'm afraid you will have to make up for the death qi again, or take the relevant spiritual objects required for the cultivation of the undead.

While picking up the necromancer bag and storing all the remaining dead qi in it, Lu Changqing couldn't help but grin as he looked at the inconspicuous necromantic bag.

After all, it wasn't until now that he realized that with so many things seized from Feng Xinglie's body at the beginning, perhaps the most valuable thing might be this necromantic bag—after all, this necromantic bag can store dead qi for cultivation at any time......

The feeling of carrying this necromancy bag is almost equivalent to the spiritual cultivator carrying a spiritual cave for his own cultivation!

The preciousness of it can be imagined.

Lu Changqing was a little suspicious, when Feng Xinglie left the undead realm that was more suitable for his cultivation, and hid in the spiritual cultivation realm where danger lurked and could die at any time, it was not at all that the undead cultivator harbored evil intentions and deliberately sent people to infiltrate......

It's clear that this guy stole a treasure like the Necromantic Bag and fled to the spiritual world to avoid trouble!

Of course, whether this speculation is true or false, Lu Changqing cannot know.

Moreover, he doesn't care too much.

After all, for him, he didn't have any intention of correcting his evil just because he felt that he was a genius of undead spiritual cultivation.

Putting away the necromancer bag, Lu Changqing, who was devouring the demon fishing pill, waved his hand casually, and various sounds outside the room began to come in continuously.

Hearing the sound of Cui Xiyue chatting with people from these voices, Lu Changqing frowned slightly, got up and opened the door.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Cui Xiyue, who looked back, saw Lu Changqing striding out of the door, snorted coldly in her nostrils, as if she didn't see it, and continued to talk to Wen Ya.

"He's the blind man you said my sister said?"

Wen Ya asked with a smile, and at the same time kept looking at Lu Changqing with her eyes.

Seeing that Cui Xiyue was just chatting with the female cultivator, Lu Changqing's face looked a lot better, and he nodded and smiled at Wen Ya as a greeting.

Wen Ya nodded as well.

Because of his appearance, the atmosphere was a little awkward, and in the absence of each other, Wen Ya said goodbye understandingly.

"You can make friends anywhere!"

Thinking of the incident where Cui Xiyue was pulling and pulling with several male cultivators on the third floor before, Lu Changqing was still a little angry.

"The good sees the good, and the evil sees the good!"

Cui Xiyue sneered at each other: "The guy with a dark heart, even under the sun, may not be able to see the light!"

"Definitely!"

Lu Changqing said: "Although the old man is harmless, he doesn't dare to be defenseless!"

"What kind of harm to prevent people, I see that you are clearly a small belly chicken intestine, and you can't help it if the vinegar jar is overturned!"

Cui Xiyue stared at Lu Changqing and snorted: "Otherwise, then why didn't you get angry like last time? Isn't it because you are a girl with your aunt and grandmother today?"

"The old man is not angry, but it does not mean that the old man really has no doubts about this girl's motives for approaching you!"

Lu Changqing lowered his voice while pinching and bursting a sound barrier: "I always feel that this is gentle, there are some problems?"

Cui Xiyue said angrily: "You're not done yet, are you?"

“......”

Lu Changqing was speechless, but he didn't know how to explain.

After all, he couldn't tell Cui Xiyue, he just felt that the other party's gaze when he saw him seemed a little strange.

If you tell Cui Xiyue like this, it would be strange if Cui Xiyue didn't say that she had knocked over the vinegar jar.

As a master, Lu Changqing doesn't want to leave anyone with a handle that doesn't do all day long and eats dry vinegar.

After a few days of the Cold War, Cui Xiyue obviously didn't want to continue to entangle.

Therefore, seeing that Lu Changqing didn't speak, he didn't continue to entangle, and diverted the topic to ask Lu Changqing how his cultivation was.

"It's already broken through to the third layer of condensation!" Lu Changqing said.

"So fast?"

A while ago, knowing that Lu Changqing had easily entered the second layer of Condensation, Cui Xiyue was shocked.

It's only been a few days of retreat now, and I've broken through to the third layer of condensation...... Cui Xiyue wondered if she had heard it wrong.

"I also think that the speed at which I cultivate the Necromantic Technique is ridiculously fast!"

Lu Changqing shook his head and smiled: "Sometimes I wonder if I am inherently more suitable to be an undead cultivator......

"I can't say so!"

Cui Xiyue said: "Although I don't know more about the cultivation of the dead than you, according to the reason, the cultivation of the world, whether it is spiritual cultivation or spiritual cultivation, after all, is the same end, since the different paths are the same, it will inevitably be limited by the qualifications of their own roots......

"Huh?"

Lu Changqing, who originally thought that he was born a genius of the undead, was stunned when he heard this: "Then why is it that I am struggling to cultivate the spiritual cultivation method everywhere, but it is so easy to cultivate the undead cultivation method?"

Cui Xiyue shook her head, saying that she didn't know either.

Although Lu Changqing, who couldn't figure it out, had doubts in his heart, he didn't think much about it.

On the one hand, if you think too much, you can't find the answer, so it's useless to think too much.

On the other hand, he felt that there were no accidents in his cultivation, so the speed of cultivating the Necromantic Technique was extremely fast, which was a good thing for him......

In that case, there is nothing to worry about.

Seeing that Lu Changqing is usually cautious about many things, and in the cultivation of ordinary people, but he is so big and transformed, Cui Xiyue doesn't know what to say.

"It's not that I'm not nervous, but because there are some things that I can't control even if I'm nervous!"

Lu Changqing smiled and said: "So, I prefer to do what I can control to the extreme, as for those things I can't control, just let it be!"

Cui Xiyue sneered at his theory, saying that Lu Changqing was simply making excuses for his stinginess and incompetence.

"Don't say to a man that he is incompetent under any circumstances!"

Lu Changqing warned: "Real man, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay if it doesn't work-if you don't believe it, we can go back to the room and try it!"

"Shameless!"

Cui Xiyue scolded.

Seeing Cui Xiyue's appearance, Lu Changqing, who was distracted, wanted to pull her back to the room and let her know her skills.

But at this moment, Cui Xiyue stretched out her hand and pointed into the distance!

The crowd on the boat was also buzzing at the same time......

Lu Changqing raised his eyes, and his eyes couldn't help but widen......

In the distance of the sky, an invisible but distinct barrier is towering between heaven and earth!

These barriers, like countless glass walls, separate the boundless sea of thousands of miles, separated by nine sections......

"If it weren't for the protection of these barriers, I'm afraid this boundless sea would immediately become a pure world of the jungle!" Cui Xiyue said.

Lu Changqing originally thought so.

But now, when he saw the enchantment, Lu Changqing had a very strange feeling, feeling that it was more like a cage......

And himself, and all the cultivators in the midst of it, are all imprisoned guinea pigs.