Nothing was said all night.

Chen Feng didn't sleep well, he kept thinking about this and that, and the sky was already quietly bright.

Bai Yue'er was heartless, she was not unfamiliar with him as an outsider, and she was not defenseless, probably thinking that she was a powerless boy who could not pose any threat to her.

She slept soundly all night, was in good spirits, and got up and took Chen Feng up the mountain to pick spiritual grass.

She said that she was going to pick three flavored spiritual grasses today, namely the heart flame flower picked at noon, the snake heart fruit picked by the deep pool, and the ileal grass picked at sunset.

Chen Feng didn't know why, so he could only follow.

She spontaneously explained that the Fulong Mountain Range has a strong aura, but in order to truly obtain a perfect spiritual grass, it needs the right time, place, and people. For example, the heart flame grass needs to be picked at noon when the day comes, and the location is that it is born in a high place, and people are the perfect picking method, all of which are indispensable.

Chen Feng was confused about the words of the aura type, and Bai Yue'er was really sure that he had not practiced martial arts. At the same time, he was even more surprised by his escape that night. Hearing Chen Feng's humble question, she was in a good mood and explained to him in an old-fashioned manner.

Between heaven and earth, martial artists practice martial arts, and swordsmen practice swords, all of which are nothing more than practicing their forms first. Starting from some boxing and sword moves, repeated practice day after day, and then from shallow to deep, realize your own way, and connect with a trace of qi contained in heaven and earth, and then you can pass some special cultivation methods, absorb qi into the body, nourish qi and grow, and step into a mysterious cultivation realm.

This is the first realm, the containment of qi.

Then it continued to accumulate until the sea of qi could not be filled, and then began the second realm, refining qi.

At first, the qi contained in the sea of qi was the qi of heaven and earth, the qi of all things, and its application was limited to rough release and some simple transformations. In the process of refining qi, the cultivator needs to open up the meridians of the limbs and hundreds of bones, and then run the Zhou Tian according to the exercises to turn the qi into his own use. After refining qi, he can be called a real master, with fists and feet, and a long breath.

Although there are many martial artists in this world, most of them are in various martial arts moves, and there are very few qi refining masters who have really entered the room. Those who have achieved great qi refining can be called grandmasters-like figures among the people.

After refining qi, it is Ning Yuan.

The majestic qi of the whole body is condensed in the dantian, and the qi of nothingness is materialized and concretized. At this stage, martial artists can appear to have a materialized fist style and sword qi, which is very wonderful.

Further up, there is the entrance to the threshold of the celestial phenomenon. From "qi" to "god", "god" communicates with heaven, and legend can lead to visions of heaven and earth.

Above, it is an ethereal earth immortal, no one knows, and no one has seen it with their own eyes, but since the word "immortal" is glued, it must be a person on the people, and the means are thorough, splitting mountains and reclaiming the sea.

Chen Feng listened fascinated, which man doesn't have a dream of fighting the sword world in his heart?

He secretly thought in his heart that one day, even if he couldn't become an immortal on the earth, he would have to be a human being, not for the sake of freedom in the world, nor for glory and wealth.

The shadow of the banner passed in front of him, and he wanted to personally cut off the thousands of troops and horses with a sword.

When Bai Yue'er saw that he was distracted, she asked him, "There are no cultivators around you?"

Chen Feng smiled bitterly, their village didn't need the existence of martial artists at all, it was quiet and peaceful. More than 100 people live and work in peace and contentment, self-sufficient, even if they can't close their doors at night, but it's not much worse.

"There is no such thing as a poor country. ”

Bai Yue'er smiled and turned her head away.

"What about your demon clan cultivation?" Chen Feng was suddenly curious.

"It's basically the same, but the human condensation yuan corresponds to the demon clan's knot, and generally speaking, the demon beasts in the knot pill period can be free to turn into human form. ”

Chen Feng's eyes were shocked, "You are in the Dan stage...".

"I'm not that powerful, so I'll refine my qi... About the middle stage," he looked at the surprise in Chen Feng's eyes, his eyes bent into crescent moons, "The reason why I don't look like a fox is because my mother got a precious transformation pill from a human being, but transformation is against the way of heaven, so at least you have to refine your qi to withstand the backlash of the qi machine, I transformed too early..."

She stopped suddenly.

"So you still have a tail left!hahaha"

"You!"

The two chased after each other towards the outside of the valley.

Chen Feng found that the entrance and exit of the original valley was a small cave with a height of Qi people, and the paths in the cave were intricate, and the little fox said that there was a trapped immortal formation set up by her mother back then, although the effectiveness was slightly reduced over time, but cultivators below Ning Yuan who were not guided by anyone would definitely not be able to break into this valley.

The two of them tossed and turned in the cave, and finally came out of a cliff. The sunlight outside the cave was dazzling, and Chen Feng narrowed his eyes.

At this time, it was almost noon, and it was a good time to go to pick the heart flame grass, and the little fox took Chen Feng to shuttle familiarly through the mountains and forests.

The sun was shining, flowing through the cracks in the branches, and the grass on the ground greedily absorbed the gold, a scene of vitality.

The little fox's dress fluttered, a touch of color in the green, like a dancing pink and white butterfly. Chen Feng's depressed mood was slightly relaxed. After all, his deep hatred cannot be solved by a short period of anxiety, he sighed.

From noon to afternoon, the sun was slanting in the west, Chen Feng didn't feel tired, I don't know if it was the infection of the spiritual girls around him, or the abundant spiritual energy of this Fulong Mountain Range.

At this time, the two of them were sitting on the edge of the cliff, waiting for the green and golden spirit grass on the cliff to bloom.

"The high place is not cold, this time the intestinal grass goes to the high place, it will bloom at the most beautiful moment when the sun will set, golden tears flow out of the buds, and at the same time release a refreshing fragrance, like a wanderer who climbs high and looks far away, sees the sunset and feels nostalgic for the old man, a good lover. ”

The little fox's voice was a little cold, a little hoarse, she sat with her hands on her knees, the setting sun gilded her eyebrows and face, Chen Feng saw that there was a trace of amazement in this green face.

"You're the lover who is so angry. Chen Feng also looked at the sunset, "Where is your mother?"

He asked about the mysterious mother who had been mentioned by the little fox today.

"Dead, dead at the head of the Medicine King City," her voice was a little sad, a little desolate, "that place that can heal everyone..."

She buried her head in her skirt, and then looked up again and said:

"Man...... It's all bastards!"

Her teeth clenched, her eyes turned red, and a line of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Chen Feng suddenly only felt distressed, and reached out to wrap his hand around her little shoulder. He practiced the "pig killing knife method", his body was strong, and his skin was slightly wheat, and he looked two or three years older than his actual age.

The little fox stretched out his hand and pushed.

"No, I'm just a boy, sister. ”

She burst out laughing and snuggled into the arms of the "boy".

Suddenly, the sun came to an end, and a fragrance permeated the cliffs.

"Who isn't... What about a lover?"

He muttered to himself.