For more than a month, unless Tang was drunk and extremely tired, every night, he would find a secluded place to meditate alone, secretly mobilizing his spiritual power, and silently cultivating the "Red Flame True Chapter".

Unconsciously, he faintly felt that he was stuck in the bottleneck of the seventh layer of the Agility Period, and there were signs of breaking through.

At nightfall, the convoy stopped again, and tomorrow during the day, it will be able to reach the Qingming Xiaozhu in Ma Jingyuan's mouth. Taking advantage of the night, everyone found a place to rest.

After experiencing the incident of Zhang Jiumeng, the scarred man during the day, they were somewhat nervous, and everyone soon fell asleep.

Tang Zui walked alone for a long time, and finally found a natural cave, which should be the place where nearby hunters stored animal carcasses, this cave is not large, like a hut, but a naturally formed cave. There are still traces of blood left over from the storage of hunted animals on the ground, which have been dried up for a long time.

Tang Zui sealed the entrance of the cave with a pile of grass and meditated in the cave and practiced. The jar of liquor that he drank first, because Tang was drunk and slowly groped for the white pill, has now become some of the subtleties of Daoji.

Only after drinking alcohol can it be completely stimulated by absorption five times faster than ordinary people.

In the cave, filled with the smell of wine and rich spiritual power, he took out a few medium-grade spirit stones and put them beside him, held one in his palm, and began to close his eyes and operate the spiritual power, but when he saw that the spiritual power in his hand turned into a little spiritual power, it flowed into the meridians of the body along the fingertips, slowly carried out the operation of Zhou Tian, and then merged into the Dao base of the dantian.

Now that Tang is drunk, there is a majestic spiritual power surging in the Dao Foundation, and it seems that he is about to break through to the eighth layer with one kick.

Tang drunk is not in a hurry for a moment, he just wants to consolidate it again. Daoji is the place where the spiritual power of the cultivator gathers, and he knows that only by accumulating thick and thin can he go further.

An hour had passed, and Tang Zui had already used up more than a dozen medium-grade spirit stones, milky white Dao bases, absorbing their spiritual power five or six times faster than ordinary people.

This anti-heavenly existence also led to the rapid consumption of spirit stones. As soon as the wine was about to go down, Tang Zui immediately took out another jar of spirits and drank it all.

After drinking the wine, the instantaneous energy of the body is stimulated, and only in this way can the speed of the milky white Daoji be absorbed to the extreme!

It's five times faster, just like one day of one's own cultivation, which is equal to five days of cultivation for others! At this moment, the Dao base at the dantian seemed to have reached a point of explosion, and the spiritual power was scattered, and then turned into dots of golden stars that intertwined with each other, like a nebula.

Tang's drunken body couldn't help trembling, beads of sweat kept flowing down his forehead, and his whole body was already soaked. In a few moments, a more pure spiritual power gushed out from the dantian and gradually flowed to all parts of his body, sweeping away his exhaustion. Tang Zui knew that he had already broken through to the eighth layer of the Agility Period.

"Red Flame True Chapter" is worthy of being infinitely perfect in line with Tang Drunken Mutated Fire Spirit Vein - the method of Red Practicing Fire Vein, and now that he has cultivated, he is the most like a fish in water.

Tang Drunk did not stop, and continued to consolidate the eighth layer of the Spirit Movement Period to cultivation, constantly absorbing the spiritual power contained in the spirit stone. You must know that the cultivation sect is all based on the spiritual veins and even the spiritual springs, and the magic circle of the guardian sect in the sect has the effect of gathering spiritual power and accelerating the absorption of spiritual power by disciples.

Cultivating in the Cultivation Sect is many times stronger than Tang Drunk in the wild with a spirit stone to cultivate. It was not easy for Tang Zui to be able to cultivate to the eighth level of the Spirit Stage without a teacher in such a humble environment.

If it were someone else who didn't have this opportunity, and just practiced ordinary exercises, it would be impossible to cultivate to the eighth level of the Agility Stage in a short period of time. And without the guidance of the master, it also left some hidden dangers for Tang Drunk's Dantian Daoji, and he would have to work hard in the future, but Tang Drunk didn't know it at the moment.

The sky will be white, and pheasants will crow in the distance. Tang drunk slowly opened his eyes, and a fine light shot out of them, and his eyes seemed to be brighter.

Tang's drunken soaked clothes clinged to his body, he stood up, let out a long breath, and slowly spit out all the turbid qi at the foundation of the dantian Dao. In order not to expose the secret that he was a cultivator to Ma Jingyuan, he used his spiritual power and wrapped himself with fire spiritual power, and his soaked clothes were dried in an instant.

He walked out of the cave, the sun shining on his face, a little dazzling, as bright as his mood at the moment. According to Ma Jingyuan, he should arrive at Qingming Xiaozhu today. He used the martial arts of the secular world to run quickly, and after a while, he returned to the foothold of everyone.

Tie Hongzhong was eating dry food, a mouthful of turbid wine, a mouthful of dry food, and he was full of righteousness and pride. Tang drunk greeted everyone, only saying that he woke up early and went out for a spin.

Ma Jingyuan arranged everyone and immediately prepared to leave.

The convoy began to move, and after a while, a bamboo forest appeared in the empty wilderness, lush and lush, with a good momentum, and there was a path leading to the secluded place, not knowing the depth.

They drove in, the bamboo forest became deeper and deeper, and strangely there were no birds or beasts running in the forest, and they walked for a long time, but still did not see the end, as if they were caught in some kind of maze.

Ma Jingyuan walked to a big yellow mud stone and stopped, turned his head and said, "Don't worry, we can get in." When I give a code, someone will answer us immediately. ”

After speaking, he took out two fireworks canisters from his bag and ignited them, and the two fireworks canisters rang out into the sky. After that, the bamboo forest shook, and the yellow mud stone moved away by itself, and the lush bamboo forest moved to both sides, branching out a road, and everyone was amazed.

Tie Hongzhong didn't say a word, but he was a little apprehensive in his heart. He understood that this must be a magic circle laid by a cultivator, and it was not an ordinary magic circle, at least for a low-level cultivator like him who was at the eighth level of the spirit stage, this was something he had never heard of.

He and Tang Zui walked at the end, glanced at each other, Tang Zui also understood what Tie Hongzhong meant, and the two of them could only walk in to see what kind of medicine Ma Jingyuan and this Qingming Xiaozhu were selling.

In the heart of the bamboo grove lies this delicate little manor house with seven or eight houses. They are all built with the long-standing Buyun pine, and the location is also more elegant, implying the fixed number of yin and yang gossip.

Tang Zui felt that the owner of this tea building must be a master. It's just that I don't know how Ma Jingyuan met this good man, and he can have a deal.

On the bluestone bench in the middle of the courtyard, a teenager of twelve or thirteen years old sits. The boy dressed up as a child, his face was childish, and when he saw everyone coming, his face was full of arrogance.

Ma Jingyuan saw the boy in the courtyard, and whispered to everyone: "Don't talk nonsense, this boy is a little fairy who can do magic!" Then he stepped forward with a smile on his face and said to the boy: "Little fairy, the villain is here as promised." You arranged for me to bring you the good things, and the villains have found them. ”

The boy looked at everyone with his nostrils, didn't stand up, and said coldly to Ma Jingyuan: "Hmph, half a year has passed, and you just came, just like a turtle!" is still a picture of arrogance, as if he has not been human, and his childishness has not been shed.

Ma Jingyuan bent down to apologize, even blamed himself, and then took out a bunch of things from the carriage and put them next to the boy, which turned out to be some children's toys in the secular world.

There are nine rings made of rivets, and there are wooden strips carved from willow wood, and if you change the connection of the wooden strips, another painting will appear. There are also delicate marquee lanterns and other toys that children love.

The boy fiddled, his little face childish, but he couldn't close his mouth happily. Tang Zui and Tie Hongzhong naturally didn't dare to test the depth of the boy's cultivation, but they were afraid that they were an old monster in front of them in the foundation building period or higher.

But fortunately, the boy did not find out that the two were cultivators in the spiritual period, and it seems that they should be cultivators in the spiritual period. If you look into the divine sense during the foundation building period, you can know the cultivation of the two of them.

Even so, I don't dare to make a mistake. Who knows if there are old monsters in this wonderful formation.

The boy stopped and said to Ma Jingyuan: "Did you sell the tea that was sold to you last time?"

Ma Jingyuan said: "Tell the little immortal, it has been sold out." Little fairy, do you have anything here, the villain still wants to buy a little more. ”

The boy thought for a moment, and then said, "Well, you wait a minute!"

After saying that, I entered the backyard and didn't know where I was going. When he came out, he had seven more tea leaves in his hand, and this tea leaf looked all blue, the size of a baby's palm, and he didn't know what kind of tea tree it was.

Ma Jingyuan took out the gold ingot and handed it to the boy, who said, "Last time it was one ingot of gold, and this time it was two ingots of gold." Ma Jingyuan's face was embarrassed, but his heart had already blossomed, the last time he sold to a city, the owner of the teahouse gave him a deposit, five ingots of gold.

He deliberately hesitated for a moment, and then gave the boy the gold ingot.

Tang Zui and Tie Hongzhong saw this scene. I was depressed for a long time, and there were still cultivators who liked gold and silver so much, but where did they understand the story of the boy?

When the boy saw the gold ingot, his eyes lit up. Disgusted with everyone's verbosity, he opened his mouth and said a few words, changed the magic circle of the bamboo forest, and let everyone leave.

Ma Jingyuan didn't want to stay longer, and quickly walked out of the bamboo forest with everyone. Fortunately, they walked fast, otherwise I am afraid they would never have been able to walk out again.

When Tang was drunk and left Qingming Xiaozhu, he suddenly felt that the dantian was hot, and it was his milky white Daoji, and at this moment, a tiny pattern appeared on it.

It seems to be a tree, and Tang Zui wants to make this pattern exciting, but unfortunately Daoji has no reaction, and it seems that it can't be eliminated.

Tang drunk couldn't figure it out, so he had to put away his thoughts and walk quickly to the outside of the bamboo forest.

At this moment, no one noticed that the Mingding Ancient Heavenly Tree in the secret room in the backyard of Qingming Xiaozhu had disappeared without a trace!