As soon as Xiao Qianqiu drank the sesame soup, he felt that there was a rich heat in his abdomen, and his body was full of qi and blood. He reached out and grabbed the black cloth shirt brought by Uncle Niu and put it on, then got off the bed, put on his boots, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Uncle Niu, let the remaining sesame soup be drunk by Ya'er, it will not be of much use to me." ”

"Also, I need to go out once, maybe two days away from the village, you tell everyone to be careful in the meantime. ”

After he finished telling this, he left the house of the rumored martial cultivator's predecessor and went straight to the room where he had been living.

Uncle Niu stood at the door without hindrance, quietly looking at the back of the young man and was silent for a long time, full of shock at this moment, turning into thousands of thoughts and filling his chest.

A moment later, in the house where he lived, Xiao Qianqiu opened the burden next to the table and took out the spirit fruit, and the fragrant smell suddenly diffused in the air, which was intoxicating.

He went out and walked westward, searching for places with strong aura in the mountains and forests, and with the experience of the past four months, in the evening, he finally touched a secluded valley.

In the valley, where the spirit of the soul is at the junction, Xiao Qianqiu sat down despite the coldness, closed his eyes and carefully felt the handover of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"It's a nice place!"

After a long time, he opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile, and he swallowed the spirit fruit a few mouthfuls without hesitation, and in an instant, a huge amount of spiritual energy as majestic as the sea exploded in his body!

The aura of this fruit burst beyond his expectations, and when he was surprised and happy in his heart, he easily operated the method of gathering spirits of the Nine Pagodas of the Burning Spirits, and quickly recited in his mouth: "The sky is a fairy cage, the earth is carried by the spirit, the Qiankun is the Tao, the magic is transformed into my divine law, and the spirit gathers!"

Before the voice fell, the escape of the overflowing aura all over his body came to an abrupt end, and in his body, the surging tide of aura like a dragon rushed straight to his dantian qi sea acupoint!

The qi and blood in his body tumbled and buzzed, and the feeling of his body tearing was instantaneous!

"Hmph!"

"Xiao Qianqiu, Xiao Qianqiu, you are the little son of the dignified First General's Mansion, and you are a man who is destined to make great things for Brother and Sister A, but you must not be planted here! The first mystery of refining oneself mentioned by the head of the sect is the word 'forbearance'! I can endure it for ten years, and I can endure it even more now!"

"Humph!"

Xiao Qianqiu frowned, and quickly pinched the trick in his hand to pull the aura to gather, and his expression soon became hideous, like Yuqiong's thin lips under her nose were pursed and bloody, and her mouth was even more painfully muffled.

Just when Xiao Qianqiu was concentrating on impacting the Qi Sea Cave, Yuexi Village made a wave because of Xiao Qianqiu's identity.

"Immortal Cultivator!"

In an ancestral hall in Yuexi Village, there was a sudden exclamation, breaking the silence.

Then, again, it fell silent.

After a long time, one person spoke.

"Uncle Niu, are you really ...... Are you going to do that?"

Chen Daniu was silent, but looked at the spiritual position of the party offering in the ancestral hall for a long time, took a step and picked up three incense sticks, lit them respectfully, and inserted them on the spiritual seat.

On the black wood spirit seat, the seal is engraved: Liu'an Mountain, the great benevolent person of Yuexi Village.

"There was a cultivator in Chihua City at the beginning, and An Shan could have taken that opportunity to become a martial artist, but he gave up ......" Uncle Da Niu looked bitter, "We dragged him down, he could have had a bigger world ......"

Everyone was gloomy for a while, and Liu Anshan died guarding them.

"Ya'er is the only child left by Da Yanagi, although it is not his biological child, but it is no different from his biological child. When he died, he took my hand and said only one word...... He said...... Don't let Ya'er ...... like him" Uncle Niu said in a sentimental tone, and the memories in his mind kept coming.

"Yes...... Xiao Gong...... Will Immortal Xiu......-sama agree?

"Although it's only been three days, don't you know what kind of person Xiao Gongzi is? I believe him, this is enough. Only he can lead Ya'er to a broader world!"

"Alas......" Lin Qin sighed and said in a deep tone, "Uncle Niu, we all believe in Lord Immortal Cultivation, but ...... Have you ever wondered how Lord Immortal Xiu would be willing to take in someone who has nothing to do with it, and what can we give?"

"Of course we can give something!" Da Liu left behind something, and as long as he is a cultivator, he will never refuse...... "Uncle Da Niu smiled confidently, and his tone was so unwavering.

Under a willow tree outside the ancestral hall, the small delicate body of the bud is buried in the tiger skin cloak, and the cold little hand holds the chin and sits in the shade. The pair of sheared eyes carefully looked at the blood-colored sunset on the horizon, the braids swayed in the wind, Chu Chu was moving, and I didn't know where my thoughts were drifting......

The night was hazy, and the moonlight fell straight down, spilling into the depths of the valley, draping a delicate figure with a silver veil.

Xiao Qianqiu closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, contemplating and calming. A gust of wind passed through the thin black shirt, caressing the white skin and being as cool as silk.

There were ripples of nothingness in the surrounding air, as if there were nothing. The insects, rabbits, owls, and countless other creatures in the valley all looked strangely into the depths of the valley at this moment, and they keenly felt that the aura in the valley had suddenly decreased a lot, but none of them dared to approach the depths, because there was a mysterious aura in that place that made their hearts palpitate......

His aura was thick and deep, and there was a vortex of aura centered on him covering a radius of ten zhang, and a huge aura was constantly pouring into his dantian qi sea!

That's right, now that he has achieved a sea of qi, and at this moment, what he has done can be regarded as a real cultivation - a hundred refining divine breath!

The first realm of immortal cultivation, the realm of a hundred refining divine breath, as the name suggests, refines the spiritual power of the sea of qi countless times and condenses the divine breath, just like a hundred refining into steel!

But Xiao Qianqiu was a little different, those spiritual qi did not immediately gather into divine breath after pouring into the dantian and turning into qi sea spiritual power, but were constantly incinerated by a mysterious heat within his dantian, condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Xiao Qianqiu still couldn't help but snort, the true recipe of the Nine Towers of the Burning Spirit was too domineering, and that hot flame was the second condensation, so after condensation, it would gather and turn into Dao Divine Breath.

And the so-called divine breath can increase longevity, flesh and bones, kill people in the air, and control soldiers and things. It can be like a god, hence the name of God's breath. This is a mysterious qi that only immortal cultivators have, similar to immortal power, but different.

Any divine breath is extremely powerful, but it is also divided into various levels and differences. The extremely powerful divine breath can even condense the supreme divine weapon, almost out of nothing!

And at this moment, in Xiao Duqiu's dantian qi sea, those incinerated spiritual powers continued to gather, and finally condensed a wisp of golden-red aura, ethereal like smoke, exuding a mysterious brilliance.

"Last time, I only condensed this wonderful divine breath when I reached the peak of the first order, but I didn't expect to succeed in breaking through the first order in less than an hour today!"

Xiao Qianqiu's heart was slightly excited, and he was overjoyed. This long-lost breath has finally reappeared, and it is clearly more refined than the last one!

If any immortal cultivator knew that Xiao Qianqiu had condensed his divine breath as soon as he entered the first order, he would definitely be dumbfounded, because no matter whether it was in Shannan or Shanbei, such a demon had never been born.

In less than a moment of joy, Xiao Qianqiu was caused by the burning pain of the dantian to snort again, and the pain made him dare not relax anymore, and he was busy and continued to pinch the trick wholeheartedly.

Xiao Qianqiu didn't know that after the first order of the ordinary Immortal Cultivation Divine Breath Realm condensed a divine breath, he would never dare to condense the second one, if he condensed the same kind of divine breath, it was very likely that the sea of qi would explode, and the dantian would collapse and become a waste. If you condense the breath of a different god, you will be incompatible with each other, and you will suffer extreme backlash, and the best result at that time will be to become dementia and survive.

Therefore, throughout the ages, most immortal cultivators have chosen to condense the second divine breath when the Divine Breath Realm is at a higher level.

Having said that, this crazy move is not unattended, and it can be called a genius who can condense two divine breaths in the first order, the third is the peerless Tianjiao, and the three above can only be called peerless demons, and the existence is taboo, I am afraid of being punished by heaven!

No one had ever told Xiao Qianqiu about this, he was completely ignorant of the danger, and perhaps it was precisely because of this that he could have ten of the same kind of divine breath at the peak of the third order of the Divine Breath Realm after experiencing a lot of pain!

And this is also one of the important reasons why he failed to condense the Burning Spirit Pagoda pattern last time, the more powerful it is, the more difficult it is to control it finely.

It's just that Xiao Qianqiu doesn't care about these at all, he feels that the true recipe of the Nine Towers of the Burning Spirit is really extraordinary, and it has won his heart.

Now, when he re-enters the Divine Breath Realm, can he still re-condense the Ten Divine Breaths?

Xiao Qianqiu didn't know, he just felt that of course the more good things that looked shocking like this, the better......