Chen Fengxiao gritted his teeth and climbed for nearly two hours, and suddenly felt that the crack was getting wider, and the light in front was hazy...... God live up to me!"

After crawling for another half an hour, I suddenly heard a sound of "ding dong" below, which seemed to be the sound of dripping water and falling stones. At this time, the body is narrow and wide, and when he breathes, his aura is full of energy, and he can't help praying in his heart: "I hope there are no fierce monsters and monsters, if not, Lao Tzu will have to confess here!"

At the end of the line, I carefully glanced at it, and then I saw that there was a cave of stalactites at the bottom, which was densely covered with stalagmites and iniquities. Born with wolf teeth and thousands of shapes, the surrounding fog is like milk fat and the aura is overflowing, and it is impossible to cover the eyes. After a little sense, he realized that the cave was not very wide, only about a dozen feet of ground.

Chen Fengxiao dared to take it lightly, and tried carefully with magic for a long time, and saw that there was no demon poison and weirdness in it, so he was relieved to fall down. When Fang Yi stood still, the mist surrounded his body, and the aura was moist, and the dantian meridians, skin, muscles and bones were cool and comfortable, and he was about to ascend to heaven, and he hit a few spirits.

The shape of the front was unknown, and he didn't dare to linger for a long time, and stepped forward to carefully check along the stalagmite gap. Halfway through, I suddenly saw the light in front of me shining brightly, and the aura surged, and I looked at it intently, and my heart was like a drum beating and dancing like a rabbit.

But I saw a sudden black stone in front of me, several zhang wide as high as the top of the cave, and a small crack was cracked in the foundation under it. The bubbling aura slowly spits out from it, and when it transpires to the place where the black stone hangs out, it accumulates and condenses into a drop of bright "emulsion". Directly below the "lotion" stands a palm-sized stone bowl, the shape of the vessel is simple and plain, and the surface is not a thing of the present day. At this moment, the brilliance is shining and attracting attention, and when you look at it, you can gather as much as half a bowl of "lotion".

Chen Fengxiao is familiar with "Xiuzhen Experience", and only at a glance knows that the lotion in the bowl should be the legendary "spiritual milk", the book says: "This thing was born in the overflow of the spiritual vein, collecting atomized liquid, and a drop of ...... in a hundred years." Among them, "washing the marrow and cutting the hair, the merits and qualifications" lists many benefits, all in all, this thing is the treasure that the predecessors of the foundation have to rob their heads!

Chen Fengxiao's heart was like a hammer drum for no reason, and he trembled and tentatively touched the nearest place. He naturally heard a lot that all treasures have things to protect where they stay, and the more precious the treasures, the more high-level demon beasts are waiting for them. He patiently tested for a long time, and when he saw that the atmosphere around him was as peaceful as before, he relieved his heart and said secretly: "Looking at the appearance of this stone bowl, I think that there should have been predecessors here, even if there is something to serve, I am afraid that it will die early." But I'd better be careful, and take a look at the inside of the cave before I talk about anything else!"

At that moment, the cat leaned along the cave and examined it carefully, and sure enough, the radius was very small, and there was nothing in it except stalactites and aura. Chen Feng smiled and saw this situation, so Dashi had to settle down and feel a little calmer. Then he turned back to the black stone rock, took out a small jade bottle from his bosom, discarded the pill, and filled it with Shi Shiran.

In fact, if this half bowl of spiritual milk is all dried, it will be enough to get nearly two bottles. Don't look at Chen Fengxiao, although he laughed and scolded angrily, he didn't dare to be arrogant on the road of cultivation. Since he was a child, he knew that everything should not be done, and this kind of place is strange at a glance, if you want to take it all out of gratuitous greed, once there are variables, it will be more than worth the loss.

What's more, he is trapped here and can't get out, it can be said that this spiritual vein is the food for his life and entry, how can he not take care of it?

Chen Fengxiao has been working hard for many years, and he has not had a serious time to cultivate. In addition, the exercises of the "Cave True Sutra" are different, and many people in the realm and the same advance have already fallen behind. Looking back on the past, all the way in the Valley of the Buried Soul, there were all kinds of stumbles and dangers, if it weren't for his luck, he would have died seven or eight times, and the reason for this was all due to his shallow realm and low skills.

The cultivation realm has always admired strength, and how could he not see the cold words and contempt of his fellow travelers. Although he has the advantage of forbidden formation, after all, this is a side path, and he can't get on the stage, and he still needs realm strength at critical moments.

Although Chen Fengxiao is tired, he is actually very self-respecting, and he wants to reach the highest level and look down on the public, so as to avoid being bullied by others.

It is also the sky that lives up to his wishes, and today he suddenly hit the big luck, allowing him to occupy a spiritual vein overflow. Even if he cultivates on the side, it is at least more than ten times faster than usual. Where there are still so many precious "spiritual milk" on the side, just a drop can be worth the effect of the "Qi Enhancement Pill", but how not to make him ecstatic and unable to himself.

Thinking of this, Chen Fengxiao sat down cross-legged next to the stone bowl, and after calming down the agitation and calming his mind, he suddenly opened his mouth and exhaled, and there was a trace of Xuanhuang Qi sipping slightly towards the "spiritual milk" that was dripping on the black stone. Although this thing is good, it contains great power and violent aura, and even the foundation building monks are not underestimated. If you are greedy and take more, if one is not good, the dantian will be cracked, and the heavy will disappear.

As soon as the spirit milk formula entered the body, he immediately felt a grand spiritual power explode in the body. Fortunately, Chen Fengxiao ingested skillfully, and the dantian and meridians could barely bear it, and there was nothing unpredictable.

He had been running the "Cave True Sutra" mental method since the beginning and was looking forward to it, and as soon as the massive spiritual energy was released, he was instantly restrained by wisps of Xuanhuang True Qi, guided and combed, and slowly refined along the hidden meridians and acupoints.

said that it was also to blame that when he took the "Qi Enhancement Pill" before, the "Dong Zhenjing" was arrogant, so that most of them were lost and useless. Now the "spiritual milk" into the body is all absorbed, I want to come to this thing from nature, the magic is not the same as the ordinary.

Chaos and chaos, in the blink of an eye, is the end of the year. On this day, Chen Fengxiao slowly woke up from his meditation, and swallowed the heavy aura around his body with his tongue and swallowed it into his stomach.

Looking inward, I saw that there was a mass of walnut-sized Xuanhuang essence suspended in the air of the dantian qi sea, and it was condensed and condensed, and it was beating aggressively with its breathing, and it was galloping out of the wisps of mighty breath one by one, only looking at the power and the previous incomparable year.

It turned out that he had already jumped into the third-layer realm of qi cultivation three or four months ago, and in less than two years, he had jumped straight to the first realm, which was tantamount to a fantasy for him before. In the past three or four months, Chen Fengxiao has stabilized the realm, and reached the third layer of the initial realm, and the aura is so prominent that even when he encounters an ordinary monk of the fourth or fifth layer realm, he has the confidence to protect himself.

The only pity is that I couldn't afford to buy many exercises and talismans because I was shy in my pocket, so I didn't have anything to kill or protect until now.

Without gossiping, I just said that Chen Feng smiled for a while, tried to calm down his galloping internal breath and mood, and then tied up some "spiritual milk" and swallowed it into his abdomen. The drop of spiritual milk that was dripping on the black stone before was unconsciously consumed, and only the outcropping at the foot was left.

After a while, Chen Fengxiao suddenly felt that his internal breath was in chaos, the dantian roared and was about to explode, and the aura all over his body was tangled, and he couldn't breathe when he was condensed.

Fortunately, every time he entered the country, the Cave True Scripture would wash the marrow and cut the hair and forge the veins to refine the scriptures, so that the dantian, meridians, and acupoints in his body would already be tempered with tenacity and abnormality, so that they would not collapse and be destroyed under the impact of the spiritual tide. Rao is like this, his internal breath has been greatly damaged, and he can't help but itch in his throat and spurt out two or three mouthfuls of blood.

After stagnation and vomiting, I felt a little relieved. At first glance, it is clear that this situation is caused by the eagerness of meritorious deeds and the inability to suppress the state of mind. It must be known that there are many obstacles and dangers when cultivating, so the monks are slowly and gradually passing through the water drops, and they are most afraid of being eager for quick success and quick profit.

Chen Fengxiao has been here for a few years, and since the beginning he has been refining the "spiritual milk" day and night, he has long been exhausted and unstable.

When I was recuperating from self-guidance, a vision arose in front of me.

But I saw that a dazzling light suddenly lit up in the stone bowl under the rock, and the spiritual milk swirled and spun like flying, turning into a green bud in an instant. In an instant, the flower bud swaggered slightly, and all the blood that Chen Fengxiao had spit out from the previous wound was sucked into it.

When the panic was frightened, the buds bloomed and bloomed into a palm-sized green lotus. In the blink of an eye, three strange lights suddenly shot out from the stamen and lotus fruit, and when they reached six or seven inches in the air, they reflected each other and merged into a piece of fluorescent colored light, and shone straight into the black stone at the top.