(This week is naked again, and I hope to support a lot, collect, and give some momentum)

The cultivation of dialects made Xing Wuyi speechless, it has been a few months, Fang Yan has not rested for a day, Xing has no intention of being able to cultivate to the Yuan Infant Stage, naturally this kind of penance is indispensable, what makes him feel a little puzzled is that Fang Yan is just a monk who has just built a foundation, staying in this hopeless place, what is the purpose of being so anxious to increase his cultivation.

Finally couldn't help it, Xing unintentionally sent a strong fluctuation of divine consciousness: "Dialect boy, why are you cultivating so hard, even if you cultivate to the foundation building Great Perfection, it will be difficult to get a pill here." ”

"Brother Xing, I have a way to get out, but I need to cultivate more. ”

"What? You're not crazy, can you get out?"

"Didn't you teach me, if you can collect that miasma, you can get out, but I'm just cultivating too poorly and collecting it too slowly, so I can't get out. ”

"You said you could collect the miasma poison above? My dignified Yuanying Monk's magic weapon was destroyed and even his body was corroded, how could you kid collect it, isn't it a dream. ”

Before Xing Yiyi finished speaking, he found a touch of pink on Fang Yan's hand, and after probing, his divine sense immediately retreated, and he shouted loudly: "Boy, quickly put it away, this thing can corrode divine consciousness, and even destroy the divine soul." ”

After a long time, Xing's unintentional divine consciousness reappeared, and when he saw that Fang Yan was still holding the miasma in his hand, he couldn't help but be surprised, and after careful investigation, he found that Fang Yan wrapped this miasma with mana, although it was constantly corroding the mana of the dialect, but there was a steady stream of transmission, as long as the dialect mana was not consumed, it could not harm the body of the dialect, and naturally it could not hurt his own divine consciousness.

Xing, who no longer has a body, unintentionally felt a burst of blushing, he is really going back more and more, no wonder he is so cautious, once he was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, his body was destroyed by this miasma, and he was trapped here for thousands of years.

But then Xing inadvertently reminded Fang Yan: "Boy, don't think that you can get out if you can collect a trace, what you charge is less than one ten-thousandth of the close-up, and the higher you go, the more dense the miasma becomes, you can't build a foundation, how much can you collect, not to mention that the miasma above is not ordinary, if you are not careful, it will touch the ban, and when the time comes, there will be a hundredfold miasma attack, I just wanted to wrap it with mana, and the last move was accidentally destroyed by the body." ”

But as he spoke, Xing unintentionally discovered that something was wrong, the miasma in front of him was taken out of the body by the dialect, that is to say, in the past few months, this miasma has been on Fang Yan's body, has he been constantly wrapping this miasma with mana? Could it be that Fang Yan has a magic weapon that can contain miasma? Thinking of this, Xing Unintentional is a little unbelievable, the dialect builds a foundation and cultivates, up and down the body, inside and out, Xing Unintentional can see through it at a glance, except for the fire in the dantian, there is nothing at all.

Fang Yan listened to Xing's unintentional words, and didn't argue, just said: "Brother Xing, I can really collect it, but the collection speed is too slow, far less than the speed of the miasma influx, as long as I cultivate a little better, I don't need to build a pill, as long as I build a high-level foundation, I can be sure that I can collect these miasma." ”

"Dialect, do you have a magic weapon that can contain miasma? ”

"Yes, I have a magic weapon on my body that can contain miasma. ”

Hearing that the star had no intention of guessing, the dialect was not hidden, and he directly responded to the truth.

Xing had no intention of asking Fang Yan to take out this magic weapon, and after a while, he suddenly said to Fang Yan: "Fang Yan, if this is really the case, although you are not very sure, but you really have a chance to go out, you don't have to rush to improve your cultivation, your method is not good, even if your magic weapon is against the sky, your cultivation is too low, and the probability of breaking out of the miasma layer is not more than one point, I will give you two more exercises, you practice this first, as long as you can cultivate these two exercises with a small success, you can try to rush the miasma." ”

After speaking, two more tricks came from Xing Yiyi.

Fang Yan closed his eyes and carefully looked at these two exercises, the first part turned out to be a refining method condensation technique, different from Fang Yan's refining method that he had practiced for a few days, it was not a fire refining method driven by fire, but another refining method, after watching it for a long time, Fang Yan finally understood, this is simply a set of tricks that Xing had no intention of collecting and then condensing into a spiritual armor in order to leave this peach forest, wearing this spiritual armor, he was naturally not afraid of miasma in vitro, it is estimated that this is a method that Xing has no intention of meditating on here for many years, but his physical body has been destroyed, and there is no way to implement it。

Fang Yan never thought that the miasma could be dealt with in this way, just this one, let Fang Yan once again see the power of Xing Unintentional, it is much more reliable than forcibly collecting it himself, after all, the miasma above is getting thicker and thicker, and he estimates that he can only catch up with the speed of miasma penetration in the later stage of foundation building, if it is really as Brother Xing said, after triggering the ban, there will be a hundredfold miasma surge, then he can also be scattered, and he can't compare to the Yuan Infant Monk who can keep the soul.

It's just that this condensation miasma can't be successful in a day or two, it needs to be condensed a little bit, fortunately I have a Qiankun pot, otherwise, even if I have this exercise, it will be difficult to implement, and the miasma that I only collect with my own mana, I'm afraid it will be difficult to refine a spiritual armor in ten thousand years.

Another exercise should be regarded as a supernatural power, breaking the illusion eye, after the cultivation is successful, you can see through the formation, the prohibition, although it cannot be broken, but it is still very useful to find a weak link.

Fang Yan knew the preciousness of these two exercises, and hurriedly thanked them.

"Fang Yan, don't thank me, this is also for myself, it seems that I want to go out, and it falls on you, you can cultivate with peace of mind, you can find me at any time if you have any questions, as long as you probe out your divine sense, I will come over." After saying this, Xing's unintentional divine consciousness retreated, leaving Fang Yan to figure out the two exercises alone.

Fang Yan is no longer as desperate as before, and his main energy is focused on refining the peach miasma armor, which is the most difficult thing now.

Collecting miasma poison, there are many people who do this, such as the two poison monks that Fang Yan met in the peach miasma forest, but the people who think of refining the spirit armor with peach miasma can say no, this kind of thing ordinary flames are ineffective against him, high-level flames are restrained, they can't be refined at all, and the physical body can't be directly contacted, so most people directly seal the miasma poison, and when the time comes, it will be directly released to poison the enemy, of course, those people collect the peripheral ones, compared to the miasma on the top of the peach forest, it can be said that one is the sky and the other is the earth, and the difference is more than a hundred times。

Fang Yan's cultivation qualifications are very ordinary, otherwise he would not be underestimated by Xing Yiyi, but his comprehension of spells and spells is good, and after a month and a half, Fang Yan has initially mastered the basic essentials of condensation techniques, and began to try to condense the trace of miasma that he collected into the Qiankun pot.

There is no problem with the method, after ten days of hard work, Fang Yan finally collected this miasma for his own use, but the problem also comes, if you want to refine a set of peach miasma armor at this rate, I am afraid that it will not be completed in a few years, and it is conservatively estimated that it will take decades or even hundreds of years to complete.

When he goes out, he will almost live to the end, and Fang Yan doesn't want to stay here for dozens or hundreds of years: "Brother Xing?"

"Well, is there any problem?"

"I've condensed a trace of miasma. ”

"I saw it, I didn't expect you to comprehend it so quickly, I thought it would take you at least half a year to start refining, you still have a little talent. ”

"Brother Xing, don't laugh, I'm not talking about this, I want to ask, do you have any good ways to speed up the condensation speed?"

"It's not that there is no way, but in this ghost place, there is nothing but miasma, you still have to refine it with peace of mind, but decades of hard work will pass in the blink of an eye. ”

Decades, a blink of an eye, dialects don't have this feeling, from birth to now dialects have only passed more than 20 years, a blink of an eye is a few decades, so I don't blink an eye?

However, Fang Yan also heard it, and Xing had no intention of having a way to increase the refining speed, so he hurriedly asked, "Brother Xing, is there any way to say it." ”

"Condensation technique, in fact, is a completely different refining method from ordinary refining, ordinary refiners are all with the help of true fire, spiritual fire, but condensation is with the help of extreme yin things to achieve the best, only with the use of negative substances to quench can accelerate the refining speed, but in this peach forest, where to find negative substances, you can rest assured. ”

"Negative substance?" Fang Yan lowered his head and thought for a moment: "Brother Xing, is Xuanshui considered a negative substance?"

"Xuanshui? It's barely a feminine substance, but it can't be improved much with Xuanshui, what's more, I don't know how much Xuanshui it takes to condense such a pair of spirit armor, and you still have Xuanshui on you?"

"Well, Brother Xing, can you see if this is okay?"

"Huh, this is?" Seeing the blue water mass wrapped in the spiritual power in Fang Yan's hand, he seemed to be a little incredulous.