Nightowl Deadwood's words woke him up and told him what to do next.

With this decision, Zhuang Bufan continued to go to the place of the Hundred Veins Spirit Mine, where there was still a cultivation treasure waiting for him.

If it weren't for the fact that he could meet Master Wan and get a way to refine this set of weapons from his mouth, he would not be willing to leave this place.

The rich fire aura made him have a large amount of suction power when he practiced here, and when he cultivated outside, he could improve his realm faster.

However, if you talk about the foundation, it is better to be here.

Zhuang Bufan paid a sum of money and entered the Baimai Spirit Mine again.

On the way, he released the pangolin young king, lest he stay in the spirit beast bag, be very depressed, and he will be sick.

And as soon as he released it, he saw this familiar treasure land, looked at Zhuang Bufan strangely, and wanted to get some answers from his mouth, Zhuang Bufan told him and let him understand the reason why he came here.

This is naturally a good thing for the pangolin young king, who raised his paws and cheered with laughter.

Zhuang Bufan entered the mine, the place was still the same, Zhuang Bufan used some miscellaneous stones to place it, covering up this hole.

This time, though, he needed to open it and didn't make much effort.

Entering inside, Zhuang Bufan's fingers lit flames and continued to go deeper into the cave.

I saw the inside of the cave again, and I was still confused by the magnificent colors inside.

"Nature is really wonderful, such a beautiful scenery, I don't know when I can see it outside?"

Zhuang Bufan muttered, seeing that all this was as usual, as before.

Knowing that no one had appeared here, then, Master Wan did not enter here, it seemed that he went to the Hundred Veins Spirit Mine to find another area, but did not find any fire spirit stones.

I have to say that Zhuang Bufan's luck is quite good.

At this time, Zhuang Bufan instructed the pangolin young king on the side, telling him that he had nothing to do, so he would go to mine.

Before, in order to find the fire spirit stone, I had to hurry to the cave, but now, without the urgency of time, it is natural to dig up all the remaining spirit stones, leaving no trace.

At this point, I have to shout, "Zhuang Bufan is really an iron rooster!"

Zhuang Bufan's task under his orders, as the young king of the pangolin, naturally has to abide by it, after all, he will rely on Zhuang Bufan to take care of him in the future, and if he is not satisfied, he will abandon his own.

Zhuang Bufan sent away the pangolin young king, entered the magma by himself, and meditated.

Reciting the exercises of self-respect in his mouth, he ran in his body for a week, and the aura outside caused a commotion, and this time, his strength increased by leaps and bounds.

He has already reached the strength of Martial King Xiaocheng, after all, he has not been in the Martial King Realm for a short time, and with the support of heaven and earth treasures, he naturally broke through a small realm in a very short time.

In addition, next to him, there were some bottles and jars, all of which were bone refining elixirs, and during the period of time he went out, Zhuang Bufan bought some daily necessities in the market, all for the sake of future martial arts cultivation.

These bottles and jars are enough to support Zhuang Bufan's cultivation here for a month and a half, and at the same time, Zhuang Bufan decided to condense the natal fire that Night Owl Deadwood said here.

In such a short time, whether it can really be achieved, or it will end in failure, no one knows, it can only depend on where time stands!

Zhuang Bufan firmly believes in his own strength, and he will be able to condense the natal fire in his body.

You know, he used to go crazy because he didn't have a totem, and he has been looking for how to regain the talent of the totem for ten years, so he doesn't care if he is allowed to shine for four years!

Now, there is another opportunity for him to condense the natal fire, why doesn't he think about it?

The surrounding magma gushed, when Zhuang Bufan was stationed in this area, it doomed him to be unpeaceful.

The fiery red magma boiled, setting off a large amount of fire-attribute aura, escaping in the sky, for Zhuang Bufan to absorb.

Originally, Zhuang Bufan forced to absorb these spiritual qi that did not belong to him, which was a taboo in martial arts, but he had an extraordinary supreme bone, and he could absorb all substances domineeringly, without the side effects of rejection.

Because of this, Zhuang Bufan can and has the courage to integrate his sword into his body.

Occasionally, Zhuang Bufan would drink a bottle of spiritual liquid made from the snake gall of the hundred-eyed rattlesnake to make his extraordinary supreme bone exert a stronger effect.

Such a day seems very boring, but for Zhuang Bufan, it is intoxicating, he is completely immersed in it, day and night, just to be able to give birth to a trace of natal fire in his body.

After a full month, Zhuang Bufan opened his eyes, looked at the changes in himself, and let out a long breath, "Whew! It's almost there." It's a pity that I've been cultivating here for so long, and I'm still just a warrior Xiaocheng, and it seems that the spiritual power I need in my body is much greater than that of other ordinary monks. ”

"Also, there hasn't been a trace of natal fire in my body yet, am I really not good? Obviously, according to what the night owl deadwood said, I tried hard to test and wanted to condense a trace of natal fire from the extreme ice, but every time I reached the peak, I was confined to a layer of diaphragm, so I couldn't use my strength. ”

Zhuang Bufan frowned, wanting to ask the night owl deadwood, what was going on.

Night Owl Deadwood listened to what Zhuang Bufan said, thought for a while, and came up with his own answer, "I don't think you have reached the extreme, it seems that you have to release all the spiritual energy in your body and put yourself in a state of empty box, and then, use the domineering solipsism to suck it all out, condense the fire qi in your body in one place, wrap your ice aura around, compress it, and then reach the extreme, you can produce a trace of natal fire." ”

Zhuang Bufan nodded and said, "I understand this, it seems that I need to be quiet, let my body be empty, only in this way, can my body and mind reach an ethereal state, before I was a little anxious in order to be able to condense the natal fire, this is not good for cultivation, I must adjust the state to the best, wait for a while, and make a breakthrough again." ”

Zhuang Bufan thought of this, and knew that continuing to cultivate beside the magma would have no effect, and he had to go out and relax.

In this regard, the night owl deadwood transmitted a message to Zhuang Bufan, thinking that his judgment was correct.

On the other side, a pangolin baby king is in the mine, sleeping!

Before, the task given to him by Zhuang Bufan, he had already completed it, and handed over bags of storage bags full of spirit stones to Zhuang Bufan, which made Zhuang Bufan quite satisfied with this.

And there is no need to ask this little mining expert for other tasks.

As for the pangolin, it is purely to practice his hands, after all, as a pangolin, his cultivation method is to keep mining and improve his realm through mining.

In the previous situation, it was not that Zhuang Bufan was oppressing him, in fact, it was for his good, let his cultivation improve a little, don't be like before, he is lazy and lazy, whenever he has free time, he will fall asleep, and there is no shadow of the beast king at all.

In addition, through the results of this month's cultivation, this pangolin young king, his strength has reached the peak of martial arts, and he is about to approach the Great Perfection.

I believe that after this year, he will definitely break through to the warrior realm and compete with Zhuang Bufan.

Zhuang Bufan looked at the cultivation speed of the young pangolin king, and couldn't help but smack his tongue, and finally realized what the capital of the beast king was.

This pangolin with the potential of the beast king has an astonishing speed of cultivation, and if he, the master, does not cultivate well, he will be surpassed by this pangolin sooner or later.

Of course, in Zhuang Bufan's heart, he didn't think so, he didn't regard the pangolin as a spirit animal, but just regarded him as a little brother, if the little brother was in trouble, he would naturally help as a big brother.

After all, this little brother has really helped him a lot.

And the younger brother surpassed the eldest brother, as the eldest brother, Zhuang Bufan, naturally couldn't get by in terms of face.

For this, we can only redouble our efforts.

At this time, the pangolin heard the movement nearby, raised his head to take a look, and saw Zhuang Bufan in front of him, which surprised him, and immediately woke up from sleepiness, revealing an expression of bowing his head and admitting his mistake.

Zhuang Bufan didn't think about accusing him of anything, but communicated with the pangolin through the beast language taught to him by the night owl deadwood.

"Okay, you've worked too hard in the past month, and I can't break through for various reasons, this time you will go out with me to take a look, and see the other scenery outside the Baimai Spirit Mine, lest you get sick in this mine!"

The pangolin was stunned for a moment, listened to Zhuang Bufan's beast language, and said happily, "Master, have you learned the beast language?"

Zhuang Bufan nodded and said, "Yes, I learned it from the old deadwood." ”

Old dead wood, naturally talking about the night owl dead wood in Zhuang Bufan's body, now Zhuang Bufan is very familiar with him, and has some unserious names for him.

In addition, Zhuang Bufan heard the pangolin always say to him, "Master, master", which made him frown and said, "By the way, you don't need to call me master, you and I are friends, you can call me Xiaozhuang or something, it doesn't matter." ”

The pangolin didn't expect Zhuang Bufan to be so casual, which really surprised him, in his opinion, Zhuang Bufan has always been an unsmiling, very serious, and cold person, but he didn't expect to say this sentence.

The pangolin hesitated, "That's not good! I'll call you Zhuang Gongzi, how about it?"

Zhuang Bufan listened, without any displeased expression, put one hand on his chest, and said thoughtfully, "Okay, if you want to call it that, you can do it." By the way, what's your name? You can't let me keep calling you a pangolin, can you?"

The pangolin raised his head and said stupidly, "Zhuang Gongzi, don't you know? I don't have a name, for as long as I can remember, my parents are gone, and I don't have a name, I have always stayed in the mine, sucking the aura here for a living." ”

Zhuang Bufan was stunned for a moment, sighed, and responded, "That's the case." ”

(End of chapter)