At this time, Chen San was in the guest room prepared by Qingyunzhai for his disciples, his brows were furrowed, and a black stone was turning over and over in his hand, completely unaware that two monks were beating the spirit stone in his bag not far away.

In fact, Chen San hurriedly returned just now, but he was not completely angry with that honest youth.

When Chen San reached into the cloth bag and Fang Yi came into contact with the black stone, Chen San had a feeling, a feeling of wanting to completely integrate the things in his hand into his body.

Chen San was not familiar with this feeling, but Chen San clearly knew what this feeling meant, it was his reaction after he came into contact with the earth-attribute spirit object after cultivating the "True Soil Condensation Determination".

After being angry with the honest young man's newspaper, but he was reluctant to give up this strange black stone, so after paying the spirit stone, he was angry and curious, so he returned directly to Qingyunzhai and entered the guest room to study this black stone.

After another infusion of spiritual power, after the two black stones collided, Chen San only concluded that after the black stone can absorb spiritual power, it will slowly release the spiritual power it absorbed before, and after it is very hard, there is still no reason for it.

After a long time, Chen San no longer studied the black stone, but grabbed the black stone, and the spiritual power of the dantian in his body flowed, and he carried out the "True Soil Condensation Determination" exercise.

Under the operation of Chen Sangong, the black stone slowly turned into a black and viscous mass, like a mass of black mud. Under Chen San's control, this black mud slowly seeped into the palm from the skin little by little, and then traveled all over the body from the palm, and directly after there was a trace of black mud in every position of the body, the black mud in each position slowly and truly merged with Chen San's body, indistinguishable from each other.

A cry of pain like a hellish demon wailed from Chen San's mouth, and then Chen San staged the scene when Chen Mansion was melting the soil, his eyes were wide open, his face was red, his chest rose and fell violently, and his skin was covered with a layer of jet black from time to time, the color was like the black mud that had been melted and absorbed before.

It was a full seven days before the voice in the room was lowered, and it took longer than the first time Chen San melted and absorbed the soil.

The soil is considered a mild spiritual object among the earth-attribute spiritual objects, and the characteristics of the resting soil have also been explained in the introduction of "True Soil Condensation", if the first cultivation and melting absorption is the introduction of the soil, the pain and time during melting and absorption are at most equivalent to about fifty percent of ordinary high-level earth-attribute spiritual objects.

After refining and absorbing the Breathing Soil's Heavenly Rank Introduction, the time and pain for absorbing the low-level earth-attribute spiritual objects below the Breathing Soil Rank in the future will only be about half the time of this low-level spiritual artifact at most, that is to say, if Chen San absorbs this strange black stone for the first time, it will be painful for about fourteen days.

Chen San was lying on the bed dying, hungry.

Ignoring the pain in his body that was still like a needle bayonet, Chen San barely wiped the storage bag on his waist with his right hand, and a piece of dried meat appeared in his hand, and after dozens of breaths, he slowly dragged the dried meat in his hand to his mouth.

The teeth finally bit off a small piece of jerky, and a boulder fell in Chen San's heart.

When I melted and absorbed the soil before, I was already hungry after one day, and it took three days to completely absorb it. This time it was a full seven days of tossing, if it weren't for the fact that Chen San had broken through to the mid-stage realm of enlightenment earlier, he was more hungry than before, and he had a full meal in Cuimengju before absorbing the black stone, Chen San might have become the first monk in the immortal cultivation world to starve to death.

This time it took a long time to absorb the black stone, but the pain was a few points lower than the absorption of the earth, and after the absorption, Chen San quickly recovered a little bit of strength to eat, if he didn't recover his strength later, Chen San would still have to starve to death.

A day later, Chen San sat cross-legged on the bed and silently decided the law, feeling the situation in his body while the spiritual power in his body was running rapidly.

After a long time, Chen San opened his eyes suddenly, and said with surprise on his face: "I can't think of it, I can't think of it." I bought a treasure this time!"

Chen San wiped it on his waist, and a bulging cloth bag the size of a foot appeared in his hand, took out a black stone from it and played with it in his hand, and said to himself: "This black stone is also magical, and after it is melted into the body, it can actually inject spiritual power into it as before." However, this time, the object that can be injected with spiritual power has become the young master's body, and it can also store spiritual power, unlike the black stone, which will slowly release the spiritual power injected before. After a pause, Chen San continued: "However, the spiritual power that can be stored after this black stone is fused into the body is too amazing. From the beginning just now to the present, I have injected nearly ninety percent of the spiritual power in the dantian into my body twice in a row, and I have never felt that my body is full of any signs. ”

As if he remembered something, he pinched it with one hand, and when a cyan wind blade had not yet taken shape in front of him, the spiritual power in Chen San's body stopped, and the cyan wind blade dispersed on its own.

Chen San exhaled and continued to mutter, "Fortunately, the spiritual power stored in the body can be used for extraction, otherwise my sin will be in vain, young master." ”

After playing with the black stone in his hand for a while, Chen San put it away, walked out of Qingyunzhai with his legs raised, and walked towards the vermilion gate.

When Chen San just stepped through the vermilion gate, a middle-aged monk with an ordinary appearance with a mole on the corner of his mouth walked out of the restaurant opposite Qingyunzhai, and also walked towards the vermilion gate.

Not long after the ordinary-looking middle-aged monk left, a burly square-faced monk walked out of the restaurant and walked towards the vermilion gate.

Half an hour later, Chen San appeared in front of Qingyunzhai store again and walked upstairs.

This time, Chen San went to a nearby restaurant to eat for twelve minutes, until he couldn't tolerate a trace of food in his stomach, so he put away the large amount of jerky that the restaurant owner bought for him, and then paid for the meal Shi Shiran came back.

When he went to the guest room, Chen San hit the law decision and touched the prohibition in the room, sat cross-legged on the bed, took out a black stone and put it in his palm, and silently carried out the "True Soil Condensation Decision" exercise.

I saw that the black stone slowly turned into a ball of black mud and slowly seeped into his palm under Chen San's silent exercises, and soon after, a demonic howl of pain sounded in the room.

Seven days later, Chen San was lying in bed again, hungry.

A day later, under the replenishment of a large amount of dried meat, Chen San, who had recovered again, sat cross-legged on the bed again, and the black stone in his palm slowly turned into a ball of black mud.

More than three months later, Chen San lay on the bed, chewing on the dried meat and said vaguely: "His uncle, don't practice anymore." Is this breaking method practiced by people, that is simply a living sin. ”

After a long time, Chen San got up from the bed, thought for a moment, took out the low-grade magic weapon that Qingyunmen had given to all the beginner disciples from the storage bag, and slashed an inconspicuous three-foot long sword at his left arm. And when the long sword touched the arm, a layer of golden color appeared on the arm.

The sound of gold and iron rubbing sand and gravel sounded, and after the long sword slashed, Chen San fixed his eyes and saw that there was not a trace of scar on his arm, not even a single hair was broken.

Then Chen San used a little spiritual power, and the long sword stabbed towards his arm.

Stabbing and slashing again and again, increasing the output of spiritual power again and again, looking at the arm that was still uninjured after a full blow, with only a trace of soreness, Chen San couldn't help but smirk.

Putting away the long sword and taking out the Wen Yu Sword, Chen San hesitated for a moment, but still controlled the Wen Yu Sword to gently slash towards his arm.

Although he was already very confident in his current body, Wen Yujian was a high-grade magic weapon, not the kind of low-grade magic weapon used by a beginner disciple, if he attacked too much and wasted his arm, Chen San really wanted to cry without tears.

There was a sound of sand and gravel rubbing, and the material used to refine the Wen Yu Sword was not doped with spiritual metal, so it just made this sound.

Looking at the arm that showed a trace of white marks, Chen San began to increase the output of spiritual power again.

Not long after, a young man's shout sounded in the guest room on the second floor of Qingyunzhai, "With this strong body, young master, I am basically not afraid of anyone during the light opening period." Ha ha. Chen San jumped up on the bed, laughing while dancing, waving his arms, and throwing out a little bit of bright red blood from his left arm and spilling it beside him.

I saw that Chen San's waving left arm was dripping with blood, and the skin was open, but Chen San was still jumping at the moment as if his arm did not belong to him, letting the blood fall and stain the bed.

In the last test, Wen Yujian stabbed Chen San's left arm half an inch with a full blow, and he couldn't move an inch.

The sharp pain from his left arm made Chen San grin, and Chen San still laughed proudly, after all, Chen San was only a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man, although he was close to adulthood, he still had a little bit of youth and innocence in his heart.