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In the following days, when Zhang Dapang and the others looked at Bai Xiaochun's thatched hut, they all paid attention to it at any time, since Bai Xiaochun's cultivation broke through to the second layer of condensation and went out to talk to himself, his cultivation in the house continued again.

In the house, Bai Xiaochun wiped the sweat from his forehead, naked, and endured the severe pain and gritted his teeth to make the third picture.

The qi veins in his body are no longer streams, but are about to become a small river, swimming in his body, every week of swimming, his body will come out with a clicking sound, the original round body, has completely lost weight at this moment, even thinner than when he first came to the stove room.

But there was a burst of strength, as if it was contained in his body, and with the persistence of his cultivation, his thin body seemed to be beating slightly, and even if he listened carefully, he could faintly hear the pounding of his heart echoing through the house.

More and more spiritual pressure continued to condense in his body, and this feeling of being powerful every moment made Bai Xiaochun more motivated, until a few more days passed, Bai Xiaochun's whole body stabbed violently, and this stinging pain was much more intense than before, making him have to give up.

Panting, Bai Xiaochun's eyes were bloodshot, he had a strong feeling, his body seemed to be unable to support it, although he would continue to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth from the surroundings when he was cultivating, but he obviously couldn't follow the consumption of his body, and the extra meals in the stove room also depended on luck, not every day.

After all, when others practice this purple qi mastery skill, most of them are once a few days, even if they are diligent, they are only once a day at most, he is here day and night all the time, not to mention Zhang Dapang and the others are shocked, even if the inner disciples of the sect know, they will be surprised.

It's just that after cultivating to such an extent, Bai Xiaochun still feels that it is still not safe, his personality has always been keen on safe insurance, so he took out the spirit rice that he had hidden and refined the spirit once, took it in his hand and looked at it, cooked it in an ordinary pot, and with the release of the spiritual energy, he did not hesitate, and immediately swallowed it.

The spiritual rice melted in his mouth, forming a rich aura, many times more than ordinary spiritual rice, not at all a level of majestic power, and with a bang in his body, Bai Xiaochun hurriedly cultivated, posed as the third picture, and adjusted his breathing.

In this way, late one night half a month later, Bai Xiaochun's body shook suddenly, and when he opened his eyes, he found that his cultivation had unconsciously broken through the second layer of condensation and became the third layer of condensation.

This change made Bai Xiaochun immediately ecstatic, his eyes showed excitement, and he laughed, he looked at his body, the qi veins in his body had completely transformed from a stream to a small river.

This small river swam rapidly in his body, the speed was much faster than before, and even with just one thought, the aura in his body would instantly swim to any position in his body with his mind.

"Three layers of Qi Condensation! This spirit rice that refines the spirit once is really extraordinary!" Bai Xiaochun stood up, licked his lips, and had the intention to make a few more spirit refining spirit rice, but he felt that the meridians in his body were a little expanded, and he remembered the introduction in the bamboo book, and knew that he needed to let his body get used to it, and he could not continue to practice for a short time.

Only then did he suppress his previous thoughts, and walked around the room, looking full of ambition, but soon he paused, and looked through the window to the outer door, even though it was late at night, with the help of the moonlight, he could vaguely see the big tree on the path outside the stove room.

"No, Xu Baocai's wooden sword seems to be a little unusual, even if it reaches the third layer of condensation, it is still a little unsafe!" Bai Xiaochun frowned, pondered for a moment, and then looked at the colorful wooden sword beside him, and then looked at the pot in the house.

"If you can refine the spirit twice, maybe it will be safer. Thinking of this, he immediately made a decision, and walked out of the room to get some spirit wood in the stove room.

After the preparation, late that night, Bai Xiaochun stood beside the mysterious pot, lit the wooden fire, and after seeing a stripe lit up, he threw the wooden sword into the pot.

But this time he waited for a long time, but there was no response, Bai Xiaochun frowned, looked at the lines on the turtle pattern pot, and then looked at the wood fire under it that had turned into ashes, muttered Shaoqing, and then went out to find some spirit wood, but after a few times, no matter how the flame burned, there was never the slightest change in the wooden sword.

"These are all fire-colored wood, but the temperature is not enough, and it needs to be hotter...... Two-color fire?" Bai Xiaochun thought of this, walked out of the door, and when he came back again, he was already holding a piece of purple wood in his hand, there was not much left in this wooden stove room, and Bai Xiaochun only found one.

When you put it under the pot and light it, a flame immediately appears, and this flame is composed of two colors, which is a much higher two-color fire!

As soon as the two-color fire appeared, the second line on the turtle pattern pot was bright for a moment, and the two-color fire was rapidly dim, as if all the fire power was drained at once.

"It's done!" Bai Xiaochun's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly put the wooden sword in the pot, and suddenly the silver light suddenly shone, and the time was actually several breaths longer than the previous spirit refining at a time.

Seeing that it was slowly about to dim, but suddenly, the silver light rose sharply, heading straight for Bai Xiaochun, this change was sudden, Bai Xiaochun didn't have time to react, a flower in front of him, an indescribable cold, instantly like ice, integrated into Bai Xiaochun's body, he was shocked to find that he couldn't stop it at all, and watched the cold in his body throb fiercely.

His whole face immediately turned pale, and when his vision was blurred, it was as if something in his body had been sucked out again and again and integrated into the turtle pattern cauldron.

Only then did the silver light dissipate, and a wooden sword that was sharper than before, and even made people's eyes tingle when they looked at it, suddenly appeared in the pot.

Although this sword still looks colorful and tattered, the wood texture inside it has changed, if you wipe off the paint, you can clearly see those lines emitting stars, this sword, has completely changed fundamentally.

Almost at the same time as the appearance of this wooden sword, in the sky on the south bank of the Lingxi Sect, there was a thunderous reverberation, as if there was a roar from the sky, shaking countless monks of the Lingxi Sect, fortunately, this thunder came and went quickly.

In the midst of the thunder echoing, a second silver streak appeared on the body of the wooden sword, flashing a few times in a row, and then it dimmed and disappeared under the smeared variegated color.

Bai Xiaochun didn't care to look at the wooden sword, his face was cloudy and he took a few steps back, his body was shaky, and it took him a long time to recover.

"What ...... was taken out of my body" His anxious eyes fell on the bronze mirror hanging on the wall, and after subconsciously taking a look, he rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, and gradually the whole person was stunned.

In the mirror, there was an extra white hair in the end of his forehead, and although his appearance had not changed, he felt as if he was a year older no matter how he looked at it.

"Lifespan!!" Bai Xiaochun muttered in despair.

"What is less is my lifespan, I ...... I ...... "He wanted to cry without tears, and the purpose of his cultivation was to live forever, but now he has not obtained immortality, but has lost a year of life, which is a huge blow to him."

"Lost money...... I can't imagine that I, Bai Xiaochun, have been stable for half my life, and there are times when I stumble......" He sat there dumbfounded, smiling bitterly, after calming down, he looked up at the turtle pattern pot, but his eyes slowly showed a strange meaning, he faintly had a feeling, as if Shou Yuan was sucked away, he had some kind of connection with the turtle pattern pot, as if he could control it.

His heart moved, and his right hand raised to point towards the pot.

Immediately, the turtle pattern pot flashed, and it shrank instantly, heading straight for Bai Xiaochun, and disappeared into his fingertips in the blink of an eye, Bai Xiaochun was stunned, stood up and took a few steps back, looked down at his fingers, and then looked at the empty stove.

"This ...... This ......" He pointed to the ground again with his right hand, the black light shone, and with a bang, the pot appeared again.

Bai Xiaochun tried several times in a row, his expression was cloudy, with both joy and melancholy, and finally sighed.

"Although it can be collected in the body at the moment, the price is a year's longevity, no matter how you think about it, it is still a loss. ”

In the afternoon of the next day, when Bai Xiaochun was thinking about how to make up for the Shouyuan that had been sucked away, he suddenly checked, looked up suddenly, and felt that outside the stove room, there were seven or eight figures galloping towards him.

Bai Xiaochun couldn't detect it when he was condensing qi on the first layer, but now on the third layer of condensation, he immediately felt that among the seven or eight figures, the person at the head was Xu Baocai.

At the same time, Xu Baocai's voice, with resentment, suddenly came.

"Bai Xiaochun, you have a senior brother to guard, and I have Xu Baocai, and today the grievances between you and me should be broken. ”――

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