He Ping sat down cross-legged, the inn has a special futon for practice, although the practice is not limited to having to sit down, but meditation is always beneficial to the meridian operation aura.

He Ping put a wood spirit stone in his mouth, the wood spirit stone was less than an inch large, according to the pawnshop owner, this was a first-grade spirit stone.

He Ping probed his divine sense into the spirit stone, and could feel a rich wood aura, so He Ping slowly used his divine sense to guide the spiritual energy in the spirit stone from the mouth to the meridians as the boss said.

The aura in Annan City was sufficient, and the inn was still in the area where the aura in the city was more sufficient, so He Ping quickly absorbed a large amount of aura under the exercises.

The next thing is to compress the aura to the internal rotation, according to the boss, there are spirit stones to assist in cultivation, and the limit of compressing the aura can be increased by nearly thirty percent per day, but the use of spirit stones is expensive to practice, and few people will use spirit stones to directly assist in cultivation.

Wisps of cyan aura were drawn out of He Ping's mouth, and then entered his meridian dantian, and then disappeared into the inner rotation.

After about three hours, He Ping slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Twice the limit!

Today, with the help of the power of the spirit stone and the unique environment of Annan City, He Ping successfully reached twice the limit of normal days.

This was a figure that He Ping was extremely pleased with, which meant that if he could maintain his current cultivation conditions, he would only need to use half the time to compress the first internal rotation to the limit, and he could try to break through to the middle stage of qi refining.

But looking at the half-dimmed spirit stone in front of him, He Ping sighed, he also knew that this kind of idea was unrealistic.

The Wood Spirit Ball was already familiar to He Ping, and almost instantly, a Wood Spirit Ball that consumed two percent of the spiritual energy appeared in He Ping's hand.

This wood spirit ball is a little more powerful than the one in the previous months, after all, He Ping is now compressing more and more spiritual energy, and the amount contained in these two percent spiritual energy has also increased together, but He Ping has not been able to touch the way to break through the consumption of three percent so far.

The Sancheng Wood Spirit Ball was like a shackle, firmly trapping He Ping.

There is no point in practicing any further, and the control of Tiger Fist's fist intent is difficult to break through now, and as for the Wooden Sword Technique and Wooden Puppet Technique, they cannot be practiced because of He Ping's lack of aura.

He Ping's strength growth slowed down.

He Ping leaned against the wooden wall, there was a painting in front of him, painting a Taoist boy playing chess, I don't know who did it, the Taoist boy's frowning thinking appearance was a little vivid.

When he was young, his ambition was to become an official of the imperial court through the imperial examination, and he felt that he would be able to be a good official diligently, a clean official who worked for the benefit of the people, and then when he returned to his hometown, the villagers and the people knew that they had a good official in Fengxi Village.

He always played chess in the countryside, played with children from time to time, drank tea in the pavilion from time to time, and watched lotus lotus in the pond from time to time.

Just thinking about it, He Ping felt the warmth in his heart, it was the fire bead, which was like a close-fitting stove at the moment, making He Ping very comfortable.

"If I use my divine sense to communicate with the Fire Beads, will there also be a strange beast similar to a spirit turtle?" He Ping pinched the red Fire Beads with his fingers, and suddenly had such an idea.

He Ping thought about it, he was idle now anyway, the aura injection was ineffective against the fire beads, maybe the divine sense would play a role, if this fire bead was really a treasure, then He Ping would sell the fire beads in exchange for spirit stones.

He knew very well that cultivation was everything, and the rest of the external things would naturally be obtained as long as they were cultivated.

It's just that things are not as simple as he thinks.

As soon as He Ping's divine sense approached the Fire Bead, he felt an extremely high temperature, as if he was being exposed to the scorching sun in the desert.

He Ping gritted his teeth and forcibly exercised his divine sense to go to the fire bead, but as soon as he really touched the fire bead, he suddenly changed.

He Ping only felt dizzy for a while, and the Fire Bead exuded infinite suction, and it only instantly sucked He Ping's entire divine consciousness into the bead.

And when He Ping's body in the outside world has no divine sense, he is like a dead man, maintaining a posture against the wall and hanging his head, in fact, if his divine consciousness can't return to his body in a short time, he is really dead.

Fortunately, he is a cultivator, so this short period of time should not be very short at least.

As soon as He Ping's divine consciousness entered the fire bead, he was first shocked by himself, he could clearly feel that he was currently in a state of divine consciousness, but unlike his usual divine consciousness, this time he was the entire divine consciousness, not the usual eyes.

In layman's terms, he became a ghost.

This conclusion made He Ping a little scared, could it be that he was dead the moment he touched the fire bead, and he was in the underworld at this time?

He had no body or aura at the moment, so he could only look around at his surroundings.

There was boundless darkness all around, and the ground was as hard as a stone slab under your feet, but it was not complete darkness, and there were two lights in the whole world.

Both of these places were burning fiercely in front of them.

He Ping looked further and found that there were countless potholes in front of him, and the potholes were only about one person high, and only two of them had flames.

He Ping approached and was shocked to find that one of the potholes was the fire spirit ball that he had absorbed at the beginning, and the fire spirit energy in the pit was active in the pit, sometimes turning into fire spirit balls together, and sometimes spreading out into fire spirit qi.

The flame in the other pit is not difficult to guess, it must be the ordinary flame he absorbed with the fire beads.

The flame burned rootlessly, and it burned so violently.

He Ping was sure that he was in the fire bead at the moment, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, since he was not dead, he had to find a way to go back.

But he couldn't think of the slightest way to leave, the darkness around him made him feel a little powerless, how could he get out of this dead place?

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in He Ping's ears.

"Finally, there is another one. ”

This voice sounded extremely hoarse and old, and he didn't know where it came from, He Ping knew that this was the secret method of sound transmission, so he hurriedly said, "Please teach me to go out!"

"Get out?" the voice immediately came again, "you can go out, you can jump into the fire pit and get out." ”

"Seniors aren't they joking, isn't this fire pit jumping into an invisible death?"

"That's what I want you to do. The voice came unhurriedly, "The last person who came here had to go back three hundred years, but unfortunately when he came here, not a single fire pit was filled, and he couldn't get out, so he had to wander around this fire pit." ”

"Hehe, after a few days, he couldn't help it anymore and left the area around the fire pit, you see, in the dark realm over there, as soon as he stepped in, he was torn apart, do you want to try it? There are many soul beasts out there, you might like it?"

He Ping shuddered when he heard it, if it was really as this voice said, then not only did he not get the treasure, but he got the tomb.

"Seven hundred years further on, another man came in, and he was lucky enough to save several fire pits, and I told him that he could get out by jumping off the fire pits, and he did so without saying a word. ”

"It's a pity, he didn't hold on, and he was burned by the fire, it's a pity. ”

"So, now it's yours, do you want to go into the darkness, or do you want to jump off the fire pit?"