Shen Xingluo gritted his teeth and took out all the spirit stones on his body. Holding the spirit stone in one hand, the spiritual energy in the spirit stone is refined, and then condensed into spiritual power through its own spiritual vein, and then output from the index finger, ring finger, and little finger of the other hand.

In this way, it is equivalent to treating Shen Xingluo himself as a vessel that provides spiritual energy, once the spiritual power is insufficient and there is a backlash, Shen Xingluo will not be able to escape.

Moreover, the cultivation of monks emphasizes single-mindedness, and it is most taboo to use one heart and two purposes. While absorbing the spiritual energy in the spirit stone, she melted into her own spiritual power and returned to the dantian, and on the other hand, she operated the spiritual power in the dantian.

In other words, at this moment, Shen Xingluo's body has two Zhou Tian running at the same time.

She also relied on her natural spiritual veins to be unobstructed, and forcibly opened up another Zhou Tian in her body. But it turns out that even if the spiritual veins are unobstructed, the sudden diversion of spiritual power can bring unimaginable pain.

Like a rushing river, it suddenly turns and changes its course, its speed and inertia are uncontrollable, and it washes over both banks. Her spiritual power is like a rapid, washing and expanding the spiritual veins, bringing waves of tearing pain, so painful that her whole body can't help but spasm and curl up.

The spiritual power in the spiritual vein, which had always been gentle, also suddenly attacked at this time, like a wounded tiger roaring, rolling, and rushing to all parts of the spiritual vein in an orderly manner.

The direction of spiritual power has always had its own rules and regulations, and once the direction of such a large-scale change is made, the consequences are unimaginable. If you are lucky, you will suffer some internal injuries, and your realm will drop one or two layers, and if you are a little heavier, you will not be able to cultivate from now on.

Standing in the spiritual veins of Mercury's falling, like a raging flood, it cannot be stopped.

But Shen Xingluo knew that he couldn't move, and Xiang'er would be finished as soon as he moved, so he gritted his teeth, supported his eyes, and held on hard.

The fingers connected with the spiritual thread and Xiang'er Yintang, Jizhong, and Dantian kept trembling, and the spiritual thread was also shaking, as if it would be broken at any time.

Bean-sized beads of sweat slid down from Shen Xingluo's forehead and the tip of his nose. The lips were also foaming from the bite too hard.

"Xiang'er, you must persevere, so as not to be in vain Senior Sister has suffered this sin. Shen Xingluo endured the pain and thought silently in his heart.

At this time, Shen Xingluo didn't know that he had been blessed by misfortune, not only broadening the spiritual vein, but also expanding the dantian, so that the body could accommodate more spiritual power.

Invisibly, he had not yet entered the 8th layer of Qi refining, and he already had the strength of the 8th layer of Qi refining.

I don't know how long it took, Shen Xingluo was finally able to bear the pain of the spiritual power diversion, and the spiritual power in his body also adapted to the cycle of two weeks at the same time, and he breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly found that the spirit stone was gone.

She has a storage bag on her body that is specially used to store spirit stones, and it is amazing that other monks have more than a dozen spirit stones. The spirit stones she brought with her when she went out were counted in thousands. Therefore, Tang Wenxuan bought the Wolf King Rune Pen, but he didn't have enough spirit stones, and the first thing that came to mind was Shen Xingluo, not Qian Zhuang.

After all, Qian Zhuang still needs some trivial procedures to withdraw money, and they are young, Qian Zhuang still needs to send a message to their master to confirm before they can get the spirit stone. You don't have to look for Shen Xingluo to take it, as long as you remember to return it in time.

Shen Xingluo remembered that there were about more than 5,000 spirit stones in the storage bag, and after removing the 1,000 that Tang Wenxuan had taken, there were still more than 4,000.

Oh my God! Where is this immortal artifact fairy sword, it is clearly a gluttony that feeds on spiritual energy. What's worse is that Xiang'er's situation has not improved.

She had no choice but to collect it again, and used all the spiritual water and spiritual plants on her body.

If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that before Xiang'er can accept the fairy sword, she will already run out of spiritual power and die.

Just when Shen Xingluo was quickly calculating in his heart, what other things with aura could be used on his body. Suddenly, there was a movement of ears, and a slight sound of footsteps came from behind him.

Shen Xingluo's heart tightened, and he continued to sweep his senses, and then relaxed again.

Although this sacrificial temple is large, it should be hidden underground, and I don't know which party can protect it with a secret method, if it weren't for the Ant Demon King, no one would find it here.

Then this footstep naturally came from another person in the sacrificial temple, her third senior brother, Ye Junxiu.

Ye Junxiu left Xuanxiao Gate ten years ago, and he was nearly three hundred years old at that time. He was deeply influenced by Zhao Chunyang and liked to travel around and see the customs and customs of various places.

And he also has a big hobby, often using jade slips to burn down what he sees and hears. And his writing style is good, and he has a wide range of knowledge, so those jade slips are quite worth reading.

If it weren't for the fact that he entered the Xuanxiao Gate early, the Golden Rooster Tower would definitely have a place for him. However, it is said that Jinjilou did buy his works at a large price, not only for reading, but also for practicality, and everyone is willing to see it.

Even when he has nothing to do with the non-Taoist monarch, he also likes to touch the jade slip of the filial piety of the three disciples, and drink tea while reading.

Shen Xingluo is a direct beneficiary, she is young, and her vision is no less than those who have traveled for more than a hundred years.

Ye Junxiu walked up to the altar, saw the situation of the two people on the stage, and gasped.

Two young girls, one of them was obviously devoured by a magic weapon, and her life hung by a thread, and she would die at any time. Still struggling, thanks to the other, slightly older girl, using spiritual power to continue.

And the older little girl is obviously almost unable to hold on, and even the demon beast bones that have no aura to speak of are taken out to refine the aura, and there is not much aura proposed, but the spiritual power exported is several times, and it is seriously unable to make ends meet.

However, they are really rich, and there are 4,560 waste spirit stones on the ground. Some monks have never seen so many spirit stones in their lives.

This little girl looks like she is only about ten years old at most, and she actually has such a rich net worth, which is not small.

Well, when his little junior sister goes out in the future, she will also have a bulge in her pocket, and she will never worry about the spirit stone.

Ye Junxiu couldn't help but soften his heart when he thought of that milk doll with only a few teeth, grinning at himself. There is no sun and moon in the mountains, I don't know how many years she has been gone, has she grown up?

Take a closer look at the little girl in front of her, isn't she wearing the clothes of Xuanxiaomen, it turns out that she is the same door, maybe you can ask a little bit from her about the situation of the little junior sister.

But the most important thing right now is to help them get through this difficult time.

Not for the same door, but also for the grace of saving lives.

"This little Taoist friend, your spiritual power is not the power of the origin of this sword, it can only help this little friend to continue his life, it really can't help him subdue this sword, but it will increase the demand for spiritual energy for this sword. After all, Ye Junxiu is very knowledgeable, and he can see the trick at a glance.

"Wow!" Shen Xingluo opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.