In the No. 62 Stone Courtyard, Luo Yan was cultivating quietly, but he didn't know that his name had left a deep impression on the high-level of the Qingtian First Line.

On the stone bed, the wordless book was placed on one side, and Luo Yan's hands were sealed, swallowing the aura in the air without any obstruction. The aura flowed into the dantian through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and two-thirds of it was absorbed into the crimson spirit seed, and only one-third was absorbed by the aoki spirit seed.

This is not what Luo Yan wants at all, but this crimson spirit seed seems to be very domineering, it is like the overlord emperor in the spirit seed, and it is very domineering to take it by force, and the Aoki spirit seed seems to be very indifferent in the face of this kind of plunder, without the slightest dissatisfaction.

Luo Yan was depressed in his heart, he was now trying to cultivate the Aoki Spirit Seed, and he had a faint feeling that if he couldn't maintain the balance between the Crimson Spirit Seed and the Aoki Spirit Seed, the future cultivation path would be annoying.

If he hadn't tried his best to control it, I'm afraid that some of these auras would not have fallen into the Aoki Spirit Seed.

I have just completed the daily tasks and some tasks assigned by Tang Shi, and I can cultivate with confidence for the next period of time.

Originally, Luo Yan was planning to find a suitable exercise for himself, but after thinking about it, he decided to consolidate his cultivation first. The cultivation of the spirit seed stage is not complicated, but it is necessary to continuously absorb the spiritual energy and integrate it into the spirit seed to form a spirit pattern.

When absorbing aura, Luo Yan always felt that there were seven different breaths circling around the dantian, and every time the aura poured in, it would be divided by those seven cyclones, which would lead to a decrease in the efficiency of aura inhalation, presumably this was the reason for the slow cultivation of the miscellaneous spirit root.

After a night of serious thinking, Luo Yan made a decision.

In the early morning of the next day, Luo Yan left the No. 62 Stone Courtyard and rushed all the way to the Red Stone Forest.

Without stopping at the periphery, Luo Yan's figure flashed into the red stone wood forest as soon as he moved, heading towards the depths. An hour later, Luo Yan had completely entered the depths of the red stone forest, and all around, towering red stone trees stood upright, like red guards.

The place Luo Yan found was not bad, there was no red stone and wood within a radius of ten meters, the terrain was not flat, forming a small basin, the climate here was dry, and the surroundings were filled with milky white clouds, which was not moisture, but the aura was formed when it was concentrated to a certain extent.

Taking a breath gently, Luo Yan was very satisfied in his heart, he waved his hands and took out the Qingyang Double Blade, and the cyan light jumped out, and the next moment, he had already cut the red stone wood on the side.

This is a seventy-year-old redstone tree, because it is deep in the forest, so this redstone wood still retains an extremely natural state, the surface is smooth and there are no burrs, and the double edge is cut out, not surprisingly, only leaving two white marks on it.

But in the face of such a result, Luo Yan did not pause at all, almost the next moment, he swept out again, and the Qingyang blade in his hand cut at the same position with a precise attitude, and in the next hour, Luo Yan did not stop, and the notches on the red stone wood were not more conspicuous.

Luo Yan exhaled, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and his eyes became sharp again. The blue light on the Qingyang blade disappeared, replaced by a red light, and in the next moment, Luo Yan had already swept out, and the two Qingyang blades turned into red and slashed fiercely on the red stone wood.

Syllable!

In the crisp crackling sound, the red stone wood was directly cut off a piece of bark, this was just a knife, and below, Luo Yan's whole person turned into a fiery red whirlwind, closely fitting with the red stone wood.

This attack lasted for two hours, and this was how the unlucky red stone tree was cut off by Luo Yan.

Call!

As soon as his body slowed down, Luo Yan sat directly in the basin, breathing out.

An hour later, Luo Yan resumed his cultivation again, and then he got up and found a red stone tree again, the technique was no different from the previous one, first exhausting the aura of the green wood spirit seed, then exhausting the aura in the crimson spirit seed, and finally choosing to cultivate and recover.

Cycle after cycle, he was like a beast that didn't know how to get tired, swallowing a Bigu Pill every ten days, and spending the rest of his time on cultivation.

In just one month, there is another spirit pattern on the crimson spirit seed, and the aoki spirit seed is breaking into the early stage, and the current Luo Yan is a double spirit seed and two early stages, and the intensity of the aura in his dantian can even be comparable to the late stage of the general spirit seed, but unfortunately he doesn't know this.

Every month, Luo Yan had to return to the stone courtyard, otherwise he would definitely attract attention if he left for too long. Fortunately, there are few people in the Qingtian lineage, and usually no one will come here for months and half a year, and several senior brothers of Tang Shi also seem to have entered a state of cultivation, and Tian Yi doesn't know what he is doing.

Of course, that's not what he cares about.

After returning to the Red Stone Wood Forest, Luo Yan began this almost masochistic cultivation again, each time he would consume the spiritual energy in the dantian without any trace of it would be cultivated to restore the spiritual energy, such an effect was very obvious, three months passed in a blink of an eye, and there were already five spiritual patterns on the two spirit species.

The aura required for the condensation of each spirit pattern increased almost exponentially, and there was no bottleneck in between.

On this day, Luo Yan woke up from his cultivation again, and the sixth spirit pattern on the spirit seed had already appeared, as long as he was thoroughly condensed, it meant that he had stepped into the middle stage of the spirit seed.

Patting the dust off his body, Luo Yan's gaze became sharp again, and he jumped out of the basin and began to search for the next target. In the past four months, more than 100 red stone trees have fallen under Luo Yan's knife in this vicinity, and now the new target to find needs to go deeper.

It was also a seventy-year-old red stone wood, Luo Yan stood quietly in front of the tree, but he didn't make a move at the first time, his eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.

Then he moved, his left and right hands drew an arc upwards on his side at the same time, the green light of the Qingyang blade in his left hand flashed, and the red light of the Qingyang blade in his right hand jumped, and the two completely different attributes were cast at the same time, and then his hands were staggered, and the blue light and red light actually merged together in the next moment, and then a loud sound had resounded in this place.

Rumble!

Luo Yan was like a sack blown up by a hurricane, flying out for more than ten feet, and finally hit a red stone tree hard, and sat down.

"Damn, I'm going to die. ”

Luo Yan coughed up a mouthful of dirty blood, his face flushed, just now, just now, he had a whim, fusing two different attributes of aura, he wanted to try what would happen to the fusion of aura, but the result was tragic, the two seemingly mild auras produced a devastating aura after the fusion, and Luo Yan himself suffered most of the impact.

The ribs were about three broken, the heart and lungs were almost displaced, and the spirit seed in the dantian almost collapsed because of this, but fortunately, his childhood experience and the unremitting physical training over the years brought Luo Yan a strong physique far beyond ordinary people, otherwise just like this, he was afraid that he would really have to go to see the king of Hades.

"Oops, it hurts me. Luo Yan endured the severe pain and sat up straight, and the feeling of spasm continued to come from the injured place in his body.

Flesh wounds are nothing to a cultivator, Luo Yan thought about it and took out a green herb from his arms. The herb had six leaves, each of which was long, two inches long, densely covered with silver ripples, and between the six leaves, there were more than palm-sized red flowers.

The six-leaf safflower grass is the most common elixir, which Luo Yan picked in the spiritual field behind the stone courtyard last time. Six-leaf safflower grass is a kind of elixir used to treat internal and external injuries, as long as the leaves are picked and eaten raw, the wound can be healed, of course, the safflower in it can not be eaten, because this safflower contains a psychotoxin, after eating it will produce hallucinations, usually, it is the basic elixir for making spiritual **.

After taking the six leaves, Luo Yan felt that the injured part of his body was warm for a while, crispy and numb, but in half an hour, the injury on Luo Yan's body was completely healed.