Tang Drunk has been in a steady position for a long time at this moment, looking inwardly at his body, all the absorbed spiritual power is first attached to various places inside the body, and then circulates in the body for a long time, and finally merges into the milky white Dao base of the dantian.

Ordinary people's Dao bases are all black, and Tang Drunk's milky white Dao Ji is very wonderful, and the speed of absorbing spiritual power is as much as five times faster than that of ordinary people.

The mystery is endless, and I don't know what realm it takes to unlock the secret.

At the beginning, an old monster like the Six Dao Ancestors put his divine sense into Tang Drunk's body for a long time, but he only discovered his own alien fire spirit vein, but he didn't discover the secret of the White Pill Pill, Tang Drunk thought it was incredible, and he could hide it from the Six Dao Ancestors.

After all, Tang Zui is a wild cultivator, unlike cultivating in the Xiuzhen Sect, where there is a master who can ask for guidance, so he can only slowly try to use the spiritual power in the body Zhou Tianzhong by himself. Crossing the river by feeling the stones, and striving to be steady step by step.

In half a day, the medium-grade spirit stone in Tang Zui's hand had already consumed as many as five pieces, and after the spiritual power was exhausted, it turned into powder and dissipated into the air.

Now when I look at my body again, I find that there have been some changes in the milky white Daoji, and I see some faint gold dots appearing inside the rounded Daoji, which are very subtle and difficult to find with the naked eye. It was only through inward vision that he could detect this subtle change.

At this moment, he still absorbed the spiritual power of the spirit stone in his palm, and gathered into the Dao base bit by bit, and turned into another faint golden point in the Dao base, these faint golden dots were entangled with each other, and finally condensed and wrapped into one after another, very tiny golden energy balls, like grains of sand.

The dots converged into small golden balls like grains of sand, and several golden balls attracted each other, rotating slowly in the Daoji in a regular manner.

If you look closely, it looks like a few vast stars in the universe. But compared to the first time I cultivated, I began to become familiar with the road. , the speed of absorbing spiritual energy for Zhou Tian is faster, and the spiritual energy absorbed has also increased exponentially.

For a while, before I knew it, the sky was about to dawn.

Roosters crow in the villages, and lights go out on the long streets.

The sun rises in the East Sea, and the moon sinks in the West Mountain.

Tang Zui slowly opened his eyes and found that the sky had not yet dawned, the clothes on his body had all been wet with sweat, and the medium-grade spirit stone in his hand looked a little dim, and there was not much energy left in it.

It's not that the energy contained in the medium-grade spirit stone is too small, but the method of Tang being drunk and not exercising, when using the spirit stone for cultivation, the spiritual power overflows and wastes a lot. After all, his meridians don't have such a strong endurance, and these spiritual powers are like a rushing sea, entering the Jiuqu River. Naturally, it is difficult to enter all of them, so they cannot be absorbed in their entirety.

However, this time it has been very smooth, Tang Zui has broken through the second layer of the agility period, which makes him feel that the breakthrough is not as difficult as he imagined.

In fact, otherwise, first of all, Tang Zui chose to practice the "Red Flame True Chapter", which perfectly fits his own heterogeneous spiritual vein-Red Spiritual Vein, if Tang Zui goes to cultivate the cultivation of the true disciples, he often chooses to cultivate, such as the "Cloud and Rain Decision" that the water spiritual vein chooses to cultivate, and then the "Shu Chun Nine Techniques" that the wood spiritual vein often enters the cultivation, etc., it will definitely be extremely slow.

Although the Six Dao Ancestors did not say that they were alien spirit veins, Tang Zui determined that he was indeed a different kind of fire spirit vein, the Red Lian Fire Vein, and Li Chunfeng, one of the authors of the "Red Flame True Chapter", according to the records on the "Red Flame True Chapter" and after reading the classics by himself, Tang Zui determined that he was indeed a different kind of fire spirit vein, the Red Lian Fire Vein, and the same spiritual vein as Li Chunfeng, one of the authors of "Red Flame True Chapter".

I don't know why the Six Dao Ancestors didn't say it, compared to the fact that there must be a conspiracy buried in it.

Tang Zui deliberately stopped the rhythm of his cultivation, he was confident that if he continued to cultivate, he would definitely be able to reach the third level of the Spirit Period. Because when it was just dawn, he vaguely felt that he was about to break through from the second layer.

But Tang Zui didn't do this, there were still three months before Tie Hongzhong agreed to set off, he wanted to lay a good foundation for himself during the agility period, and he didn't want to be too aggressive. So he stabilized the realm at the peak of the second layer of the spirit period, and ran the spiritual power cycle in his body a few times, and Tang Drunk stopped cultivating.

Because I had practiced all night and spent a lot of mental energy, I was already exhausted at the moment. I committed two mistakes in the middle of alcohol addiction, and after stepping into the path of cultivation, the tingling feeling in my body was much less, but unfortunately what was even more terrifying was that the milky white Daoji would be filled with a dead breath when he was addicted to alcohol.

It's more of a headache than the stinging pain. There was no way but to drink all the jars of liquor in the room, and this dead qi slowly condensed back into the milky white Daoji and disappeared.

Originally, I thought that learning the cultivation method would solve the problem of alcohol addiction in the body. Who knows that it is more serious, and Tang Drunk is also speechless.

He cheered up, walked downstairs, and ate a bowl of rotten pork noodles. Because Sanxi Town is rich in all kinds of medicinal materials, the store will use some medicinal food materials for cooking, tempered into powder, when boiling noodle soup, accompanied by the soup boiled by big bones, even the noodle soup has a strong medicinal taste.

He also asked Xiao Er to go to the pawnshop on the street and exchange the broken spirit stones for a lot of gold and silver, all of which were included in the Sumeru bracelet.

At this moment, quietly looking at the door, many pedestrians walking on the long street, I can't help but sigh that after a few decades, most of them will turn into a handful of loess. As for himself, after stepping into the path of cultivation, he has a new view of life and death.

Since ancient times, cultivating true catechumens has cultivated immortality. It is not a big problem to live for about 100 years during the spiritual period, because the body has absorbed spiritual power and has undergone a slight I Ching cleansing.

After the foundation period, they will be able to live in this world for more than 200 years. If you don't want to enter the loess, return to dust. The only way to do this is to keep going and keep cultivating. The road ahead is long, and the road is boundless. Cultivators can only light a lamp with one breath.

Tang Zui stood up and walked out. He walked very slowly, and there were many shops around the long street, and Tang Zui visited five or six taverns, and when he entered them, he only bought high spirits, and in a short time the spirits in these shops were all bought out by Tang Zui.

Tang drunk has his own plans, and now the spirits in the secular world have significantly reduced the effect of suppressing his alcohol addiction. It took more than 20 catties to enjoy it in one go, so it's better to prepare more.

In the afternoon, there was a shop at the crossroads, which was inlaid with a gold plaque, and the name of the small seal was called - Jigu Zhai.

It should be an antique shop, the quaint shop door, it seems to be some years old, and the door is paved with three stone steps.

But next to the left and right doors, there is a couplet:

The treasures of the old times are restored to the simplicity of the magnificence

Ancient and true treasures in the distant years

Tang drunk and had nothing to do, just to relax his mind, and stepped on the stone steps to enter it. In the store, there is an old man dressed as a pedant, wearing a bright yellow robe, reading the books of the sages at the counter.

Seeing someone come in, he put down the book in his hand, got up and greeted, "This guest officer, please take a seat." Although the small shop is not big, it is also an old face for decades in our Sanxi Town. With that, he arched his hand.

Tang drunk held his hand and saluted back: "Old man, I was just passing by, so I wanted to come in and take a look, if there is a favorite object, I will naturally not be stingy." This time, I want to ask if there are any martial arts cheats or anecdotal classics that have been handed down from ancient times for me to see?"

In addition, he also wanted to buy some classics about the customs and anecdotes of the place.

Wei Yimo listened. His eyes instantly brightened a lot, and he looked at Tang drunk, as if he saw the God of Wealth. I secretly said in my heart: After waiting for a few days, there is finally a main owner! Then he shouted at the backyard of the store: "Zhao Cai'er!"

After a while, an unkempt little guy came from the backyard, who seemed to have just woken up from a lazy sleep. Wei Yimo shook his head, scolded Zhao Cai a few words, and took Tang drunk down the wooden stairs to the private room on the second floor.

The two of them sat down at the table of the eight immortals in the private room. You came and went, chatting nonsense for a while. Wei Yimo twisted his white goatee and said to Tang Zui: "Little brother, don't say classics like martial arts and anecdotes, I really have them." Sit down for a moment, and I'll fetch it for you. ”

After that, he walked into the wing room on the second floor, rummaged through the cabinets, and after a while, he came back with a large stack of books, and directly put a large stack of books on the table of the Eight Immortals. The books were covered in dust, and I don't know how many years they had been stored. Wei Yimo blew with his mouth, and suddenly dust and smoke flew everywhere, blowing him and Tang drunk were both disgraced.

Wei Yimo, even said sorry, Tang was a little helpless, and secretly said that he was really an old pedant, but he didn't say anything.

Afterwards, Wei Yimo began to introduce the quaint stack of books placed on the table of the Eight Immortals.

Some of the books have broken title pages, and a few are made of bamboo slips, which look even older. There was also an earthy yellow jade slip used by cultivators for recording on the side, which looked like it had been dug out of the soil, and it already had a strong earthy color.