Everyone was overjoyed, and when they looked at Bai Xiaochun, they already liked it to the extreme, and felt that this Bai Xiaochun was not only cute, but also had a lot of bad water in his stomach, so Zhang Dapang made the decision and rewarded Bai Xiaochun with a grain of spiritual rice, which was stuffed into Bai Xiaochun's hands.

Bai Xiaochun smiled very happily, returned to the room in a daze, and before he could climb into bed, the aura of countless genius earth treasures accumulated in his body exploded, his head was dizzy, and he fell directly to the ground, falling asleep.

This sleep was sweet and extraordinary, the next morning, Bai Xiaochun opened his eyes, his spirits were uplifted, and when he looked down, he found that he had gained a circle, his whole body was sticky, and he was covered with a layer of black dirt, so he hurriedly went out to clean it, Zhang Dapang and the others were busy with the breakfast of the disciples in the door, and when they saw Bai Xiaochun's appearance, they all laughed.

"Ninth Senior Brother, those dirt are impurities in your body, after you remove them, your cultivation will be much smoother, I don't need your help these days, I will be working in a few days. ”

"That grain of spiritual rice is a good thing, remember to eat it quickly, if it is left for a long time, it is not good. ”

Bai Xiaochun was refreshed, nodded in response, returned to the room, his eyes fell on the turtle-shaped pot, and he simply carried it out to scrub it, brought it back to the room and put it on the stove, took the spiritual rice in his hand and looked at it, this rice is the size of a small thumb, crystal smooth, and exudes bursts of fragrance.

"The things that the immortals eat are really extraordinary. Bai Xiaochun sighed with emotion, set fire to a few pieces of wood in the stove, and as soon as it burned, a scorching heat suddenly hit his face, making Bai Xiaochun's eyes scorched, and he quickly retreated, looking at the fire in the stove, and was amazed.

"This fire is not ordinary, not only does it burn quickly, but it is also much warmer than the fire in the village. Bai Xiaochun looked at the wood in the stove again, and felt that it should be a good wood.

At this moment, as the flame ignited, Bai Xiaochun was surprised to see that the first stripe on the turtle-shaped pot began to become brighter from the bottom to the top, and soon this stripe lit up from beginning to end.

Bai Xiaochun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly slapped his thigh.

"I'll just say, this is a treasure, it must be better than the big brother's pot. Bai Xiaochun felt more and more that this pot was extraordinary, and hurriedly threw Lingmi into the pot.

Sitting on the side and waiting, he picked up the bamboo book of the Purple Qi Control Ding Gong, followed the movements and breathing of the first picture inside, and began to cultivate.

Almost as soon as he cultivated, Bai Xiaochun's eyes widened, he found that this posture, which was very difficult yesterday, was extremely smooth at the moment, without the slightest feeling of discomfort, and even the method of breathing no longer suffocated, but had a very comfortable feeling.

Especially the time he persisted, he clearly remembered that it was at most three or four breaths before, but now seven or eight breaths have passed, and there is no soreness in the slightest.

Endure the excitement, Bai Xiaochun calmed himself down, until he insisted on thirty breaths, when he felt a slight soreness in his body, suddenly, a wisp of qi appeared from his body, this qi was cold, and it quickly swam in the body, although it did not dissipate after a complete swim, but it still made Bai Xiaochun jump up excitedly.

"It's angry, haha, it's angry!" Bai Xiaochun was ecstatic, walking around the house, and also thought of the reason why it must be those heavenly treasures that he ate last night, and felt that he had eaten less in his heart.

"No wonder Senior Brother Zhang said that he would rather starve to death in the stove than not go to the outer door to fight, such a good thing, the outer disciples will not have. Bai Xiaochun hurriedly sat down and cultivated again.

This time, he followed the breathing method of the first layer of the Purple Qi Control Ding Gong and the movements of the first picture, and persevered until sixty breaths, and at the moment of reaching sixty breaths, a qi vein in his body that was twice as large as before suddenly grew, like a trickle, quickly swimming in his body.

Bai Xiaochun had experience, and hurriedly followed the marks on the first map, silently thinking about several routes in his body.

Soon, the trickle of qi veins in his body followed the route according to Bai Xiaochun's thoughts, and as Bai Xiaochun still insisted on making the first picture, he even noticed that there was still a trace of cool qi in his body drilling out from various positions in his body, like water droplets, integrating into the trickle of qi veins, making the trickle bigger and bigger.

In the end, it turned into a stream, until it swam around completely, Bai Xiaochun's whole body was shocked, and there was a boom in his mind like a cloud removed.

An unprecedented feeling of lightness immediately appeared on his body, and clumps of dirt continued to leak out along the pores of sweat.

And the stream in his body did not dissipate as before, but always existed, slowly swimming through his body, Bai Xiaochun opened his eyes, his eyes were clearer, and there was a lot more agility.

Even the body felt noticeably lighter.

"The qi veins are always there, it is the manifestation of this purple qi mastering the cultivation of the Ding Gong to the first layer, and it also represents the first level of qi condensation!" Bai Xiaochun couldn't help but be overjoyed, and ran out to clean it again.

After Zhang Dapang and the others saw it, they showed a smile that they understood each other, although they were surprised that Bai Xiaochun had cultivated to the first layer so quickly, they understood the reason.

Back at the house, Bai Xiaochun took a few deep breaths, picked up the bamboo book on the side, and looked at it carefully.

"After the first layer of this purple qi mastery is completed, you can control some objects, this is an immortal's spell, and you can take objects in the air. Bai Xiaochun's eyes lit up, and according to the above method, he pinched out a simple seal with both hands, and pointed to the table next to him, and immediately he felt that the stream in his body was like a wild horse that went straight to his right index finger, and it was even more out of his fingertips.

It was as if an invisible silk thread had been formed, connected to the table, but unfortunately, as soon as it was connected, the thread immediately became unstable and shattered with a snap.

Bai Xiaochun's face was slightly pale, it took a long time to recover, after thinking about it carefully, he gave up the table, but took out the wooden sword in his pocket, this wooden sword is made of wood, although the weight is not as good as the table, but it is also a little heavy, and he raised a finger with his right hand.

The wooden sword suddenly shook, and it floated slowly, but it only rose an inch before falling down again.

Bai Xiaochun was not discouraged, and after many attempts in excitement, the wooden sword also fell from the height of one inch at the beginning, and became ten, twenty, and thirty inches...... By dusk, the wooden sword in his room was able to float in a straight line, not fast and difficult to turn, but not as easy to fall as it had been in the beginning.

"From now on, I, Bai Xiaochun, will be an immortal!" Bai Xiaochun stood there, looking proud, his left hand behind his back, his right hand raised and waved forward, and the wooden sword flew around swayingly.

It wasn't until the breath in his body was unstable that Bai Xiaochun withdrew the wooden sword, and was about to continue practicing, when he suddenly smelled a burst of aroma coming from the pot on the side, he raised his head and took a deep breath, and immediately his appetite was great, this day he was busy with cultivation, but he forgot that the pot was still boiling spiritual rice, and stepped forward to open the lid.

At the moment of opening the lid, a rich aroma emanated from the spiritual rice in the pot, but on the spiritual rice, for some reason, a dazzling silver streak appeared!

This silver pattern is obvious, if you look closely, there is even a sense of breathtaking, but as time passes, it gradually becomes dark silver, Bai Xiaochun squinted his eyes, thought about it, took out the spiritual rice, and took it in his hand to check it.

"This pattern is a little familiar...... Bai Xiaochun's eyes showed thought, looked down at the stove, and found that the fire inside had long been extinguished, even the wood had become ashes, and a bright stripe on the pot had also dimmed again.

He immediately recognized that the silver lines on the spiritual rice were exactly the same as the patterns on the back of the pot.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, for the sake of safety, Bai Xiaochun did not eat this rice, but put it in a cloth bag, and after thinking for a while, he walked out of the house and worked with Zhang Dapang and others.

Time passed, half a month passed in a flash, and in the past half a month, Bai Xiaochun's cultivation stopped again, and his progress was slow, but he also found out that when others cooked spiritual rice, there would be no silver lines.

In addition to curiosity, he felt more and more that his grain of rice was wrong, especially the pot, and finally a few days later, when Hei Sanfat went out to the stove room to buy what he needed, he went to the Sihai Room, where he found out, and the handyman could go to the place where he knew the common sense of cultivation.

After returning from the Four Seas Room, Bai Xiaochun's heart beat strongly, and he endured the surprise until he returned to the room, and immediately took out the spirit rice, carefully looked at the silver veins on it, and slowly revealed an incredible color in his eyes.

"There are three indispensable refining for the cultivation of immortals, which are refining medicine, refining tools and ...... Spirit refining!" Bai Xiaochun thought about the pictures describing spirit refining in the classics he had seen in the four seas room, and compared the silver lines on the spirit rice, the more he looked at it, the more it looked like it.

"Refining spirits!" he let out a long exhale.

Refining the spirit is a special method, for the object to forcibly inject the power of heaven and earth means, as in place of the way of heaven to exercise the law of creation, plundering the power of heaven and earth blessing strengthening, whether it is the elixir or the magic weapon, can be refined, so it is not allowed by heaven and earth, so there is a certain chance, once successful, the power of the item can be greatly increased, and if it fails, it will make the item directly under the power of heaven and earth become a waste.

And the most amazing thing about refining spirits is that they can be superimposed and refined, and even if they can successfully refine their spirits ten times, they can make items appear earth-shattering and open the sky.

And the more precious the thing, the more terrifying it will be after superimposing the spirit refining.

It's just that the further you go, the smaller the chance of success, even some spirit refining masters don't dare to try it easily, after all, the price of failure is unbearable.

"The classics once said that the treasure of my Lingxi Sect is a Heavenly Horn Sword that has been refined ten times by great chance!" Bai Xiaochun felt a little dry mouth, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes were already shocked, and he was even more confused, and subconsciously looked at the dozens of dim lines on the turtle pattern pot, and the speed of his heart beating as if he was about to jump out of his chest.

He had already determined at this moment that the reason why Lingmi had a spirit refining pattern was because of this pot!

After hesitating, Bai Xiaochun gritted his teeth, if he didn't solve such a mystery, he would not be able to sleep, but he also knew that if this pot was really good, then such a secret should not be known to the second person.

So he waited until late at night, then he cautiously came to the pot, and after taking a deep breath, he took out the wooden sword that he controlled, and threw it into the pot according to the way he threw down the spirit rice that day-

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