"Boy, don't you want this ring to be small! this is a treasure that contains the power of space, although it is only refined from Chaos Stone. With just one small ring like this, there is a room-sized space to store items, but it doesn't weigh anything!" Fang Lao Lian said with a strange smile.

"That means that as long as I have this ring, I can take this pile of Heavenly Spirit Grass away without a trace?" Ning Mu asked with an excited expression.

"Hey, hey. Elder Fang laughed playfully: "Don't you think that everyone in the cultivation realm is as ignorant as you! If someone who has cultivated to a higher level sees that you have such a treasure, you will kill people every minute and not ink it." ”

Ning Mu suddenly staggered: "Then I have to hide this ring." ”

Suddenly.

The man lying on the ground moved. Ning Mu was startled, and when he looked back, he saw Su Ziyuan jumping up from the ground and hurriedly walking over with his eyes closed.

Ning Mu was frightened and staggered back, but found that Su Ziyuan, who had his eyes closed, ignored him, and instead grabbed a handful of Heavenly Spirit Grass in the jade box very quickly, at least about fifty plants, and then left this space in a flash.

Su Ziyuan's series of actions made Ning Mu grit his teeth with anger, it was his personal property, but he didn't expect to be pulled out by a person who wanted to kill him, and he accidentally let his life go.

At this moment, the disciple with the broken arm also moved, jumped up from the ground at once, and touched a handful of Heavenly Spirit Grass on the jade box, turned around and ran, as if he had encountered something terrible.

"Poof. Ning Mu almost lost his breath and half died, hurriedly grabbed the ring, and made a big move, but found that there was no movement in this pile of things.

"Uh...... Elder Fang?" Ning Mu asked with a black line crossed his forehead.

Elder Fang said lightly: "There is a seal on this ring, and with your current strength, you will never be able to break it." I could, though, but if I broke it, I would be dormant for three years!"

"Three years ......"

Ning Mu's brows furrowed, and he muttered a little: "Elder Fang, then what cultivation do I need at least to break the seal of this ring?"

"Jie Ji ......" Old Monster Fang laughed: "You need at least a lifetime! This is a divine power seal equivalent to foundation building cultivation, with your current talent, you may not be able to reach that strength in a lifetime." ”

Ning Mu was silent.

"Okay, no need to say more, I'll help you break it. In the future, you still have to rely on yourself to go on!" Fang Lao said with a faint smile.

The ring in Ning Mu's hand suddenly shone brightly, becoming a crystal clear jade product.

"Elder Fang?" Ning Mu asked tentatively, but no one responded, I'm afraid...... This dormant thing should be true.

After all, there was no need for Elder Fang to let it go for no reason.

Ning Mu sighed a little distractedly. Strength, or lack of strength! If he had strong enough strength, all of this would not have become like this.

"These cultivation resources have to be put to good use!" Ning Mu made a big move, and through his divine thoughts, he could easily sense that these ten jade boxes had all fallen into a very wonderful space.

As soon as Ning Mu's mind moved, he knew that the Heavenly Spirit Grass in the ten jade boxes was no more than one million and ten, and he thought again, summoned the same pitch-black long sword, shook his hand and looked at it carefully.

But the sword is blunt!

The long sword is not long or short, just half a zhang (one zhang 3.33 meters), the sword body is pitch black and does not stain a little rust, and the hilt of the sword is engraved with a small character, the name is "Xu", and there is nothing strange about it.

Seeing this long sword with no peculiarities, Ning Mu was touched, caressed the sword body, and muttered a little: "This ordinary sword, but it can't be given an inferior name, since it has become my magic weapon, it naturally has to have a powerful name, just ...... Zhu Xian is good. ”

The long sword seemed to have a feeling, and when he heard such a high name, it became more and more dark and translucent.

In this scene, Ning Mu thought it was a psychological effect and didn't care much.

"That's right. He suddenly thought to himself: "The formation set by the black shadow is still there, such a large array, the things that support its operation should not be bad!"

But the idea was good, but he didn't know the formation at all, so he could only go away in a huff, thinking about breaking the formation next time, and left this space in a flicker.

After passing through several spaces again, Ning Mu drilled out of this place, and when he turned around, what he saw was a blank space, and he could only see the tall trees behind him coiled in this smoky mountain.

Ning Mu didn't have the curiosity to try whether he could go in, he was afraid of being tricked again, and he had the urgency to hurry up and cultivate, so he ran towards the depths of the forest, in order to find a hidden place.

Along the way, powerful demon beasts could be seen everywhere, and without Fang Lao's instructions, he was cautious and cautious every step of the way.

The sunset quickly set on the mountain, and it took Ning Mu two days and two nights to find a tree hole that was still hidden, and immediately sat cross-legged and summoned a jade box.

Feeling the bursts of rich aura coming from the jade box, Ning Mu's spirit was shocked, and then he touched the "Little Condensation Qi Formula" and began to look at it, and found that he could never forget every word, and after only a quick glance, he could do it backwards.

"You have to be careful when you are in retreat. Ning Mu thought about it, got up and moved a lot of stones around to block the hole in the tree, and after getting in, it was completely closed with a big move.

Ning Mu sat cross-legged and began to hold his breath and silently recite the mantra, absorbing the aura in this jade box and cultivating it like an eight-hundred-mile rush.

The sun was setting in the east, and there were no years of cultivation, and the tree hole where Ning Mu was located was gradually piled up with fallen dead leaves, until, overflowing the entire cave.

Some small animals, harmful and harmless, could never get close to Ning Mu's three feet, and were blocked by an invisible barrier.

I don't know how long it took, with the "click" of the jade box shattering into a piece of powder, Ning Mu also broke through to the third layer of condensation in countless days and nights!

"Haha!haha!" Ning Mu immediately burst out laughing, jumped suddenly, broke through the stone pile, and shot out of this tree hole!

"Is this the strength of the third layer of condensation?"

Feeling the strong power emanating from his body, Ning Mu was full of confidence at the moment, and felt that it was not an exaggeration to tear apart a giant elephant.

"There are still nine jade boxes left, and we have to find a way to get our hands on the next few layers of mental formulas. ”

However, Ning Mu sighed, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

I don't know how many days I've been cultivating...... Ning Mu thought about it again, I don't know if the flying boat of the Withered Moon Sect has already left?

If he didn't leave, he could have asked a disciple of the Withered Moon Sect to exchange the Heavenly Spirit Grass for the "Middle Condensation Qi Technique", or he could rob and kill a disciple with a fourth-level Qi Condensation cultivation!

Just as he thought of it, Ning Mu was about to leave, when a palpitating chill suddenly rose behind him, he frowned, and rolled into the distance without stopping.

"Whoosh!"

A long sword that exuded cold air brushed his face from Ning Mu's left side!

"Huh!" a surprised voice came from behind, "You actually dodged my random sword?"

Su Ziyuan!

Ning Mu pretended to take out the "Zhuxian Sword" from behind his back, looked at Su Ziyuan, who had a public face, and frowned: "Haven't the flying boat come yet, why are you still here?"

"Humph......"

Su Ziyuan sneered for a while: "Feizhou left three months ago. Now, I have taken over the mission of the sect and returned to Moling. Naturally, I want to get back the fifty Heavenly Spirit Grass you owe me!"

Ning Mu's heart moved, has it been three months?

"Hey, hey, but ......"

Su Ziyuan suddenly licked the corners of his mouth, and a look of greed flashed in his eyes: "For more than three months, I have broken through two layers in a row." You've got a big secret!"