Whoever is interrupted by someone in the midst of ecstasy will go crazy.

Xu Qingfeng was so angry that he turned the surroundings upside down, and he didn't even let go of the bottom of the water, and he didn't find half a trace of the Yuehua jade bottle.

Seeing the mist rising, Xu Qingfeng regained his senses and forced himself to calm down and cultivate.

After the cultivation was over, Xu Qingfeng immediately began to look for the Yuehua Jade Bottle, slowly expanding from the range of one zhang to the range of ten zhang, searching inch by inch, and finally even searched for the entire mountain stream, but all in vain.

After working for most of the night, Xu Qingfeng returned to the same place physically and mentally exhausted to pick up the hairpin and prepare to return to the cave where he lived.

As soon as the wooden hairpin was held in his hand, his body stiffened, his eyes widened, revealing an unbelievable expression.

He saw it, he saw it...... The Yuehua jade bottle that had disappeared without a trace and had been looking for a long time.

It is not the eyes that see the Yuehua jade bottle, but their own hearts.

If you have a jade bottle in your heart, it will naturally appear in your mind.

What I saw was not the body of the jade bottle, but the projection, and the ...... Projection of a wooden hairpin.

The jade bottle is wrapped in the body of a wooden hairpin, and the body of the wooden hairpin is a space, and this space is chaotic and cannot see the edges clearly.

Xu Qingfeng withdrew his mind from his mind, looked at the wooden hairpin in his hand that looked like an ordinary wooden stick, and knew that the jade bottle containing Yuehua was in the body of this wooden hairpin, but he couldn't see how to put it in and how to take it out.

The appearance is indestructible, there is not a trace of cracks, and there is no mechanism or anything like that, he can put the Yuehua jade bottle into his body, except for swallowing it, Xu Qingfeng really can't think of any other way.

This hairpin is a living creature...... , and mouth......

Xu Qingfeng finally came up with this amazing idea.

But combined with the usual supernatural, there is nothing to make a fuss about.

Xu Qingfeng leaned the wooden hairpin against the mountain stone next to him, and after tidying up his whole body, he hugged his fists and bowed to the wooden hairpin.

"Wooden hairpin Daoist, please return the Yuehua jade bottle to me......"

Xu Qingfeng usually sees the disciples of Lingtai Cave, and when he faces outsiders, he is called this politely.

Now that I am a cultivator myself, there should be no problem with calling the hairpin that is also a cultivator.

It's just that Xu Qingfeng is called for a thousand times, but the wooden hairpin is like ordinary wood, and there is no reaction.

"Big Brother Wooden Hairpin...... , Uncle Wooden Hairpin...... , the ancestor of the wooden hairpin......"

No matter how Xu Qingfeng changes his name, the hairpin is still the same.

"This dead wood, rotten wood, knows how to swallow things, what else can you do besides swallowing things......"

Xu Qingfeng grabbed the wooden hairpin in frustration and scolded, "...... I can't even speak, Mu Mu, stupid, you are a dead wood, I still call you a Taoist friend, and you will be called Mu Mu in the future......"

Xu Qingfeng gave a name to the wooden hairpin left by his mother, this is not a temporary idea, but he had this idea a long time ago, since the wooden hairpin became a wooden stick, he felt that the wooden hairpin should have a name, but he never thought of a suitable word.

Now it's so faceless, so just take a name.

The frost rime fruit outside the mountain stream has not changed this time, and the bright silver smoke-like frost rime fruit is still only the one from the first night, and there is no new addition.

After Xu Qingfeng picked it and packed it in a jade box, the maddening thing happened again.

Mu Mu swallowed the jade box containing the frost rime fruit again.

Angry, Xu Qingfeng threw Mu Mu on the ground, and picked more than ten frost rime fruits in a row and threw them on the ground.

"Eat, eat, I've let you eat enough...... , why don't you eat...... , if you don't put it in a jade box, you won't eat it...... , now that it's loaded for you, why don't you eat it yet...... , specifically against me......"

If you can't fight back and scold or scold, Xu Qingfeng has no choice, the name Mumu is really not wrong, Mumu, stupid.

Except for the most dazzling frost rime fruit that was swallowed, none of the frost rime fruits in the back were swallowed.

Swallow only the best, the most precious.

Really picky eater.

During the day, Xu Qingfeng had already moved his family to the formation, and now he lived in a cave above the mountain stream, and even the mountain collision and boxing cultivation were chosen on the mountain rocks below the mountain peak where he lived.

After swallowing Yuehua, that crazy power couldn't smash the mountain stone by half a point, which was enough to prove its hardness, just enough to be used for cultivation.

Xu Qingfeng, who was still a little unrelenting, returned to the cave, took Mu Mu, thought about his hand in his heart, slowly passed through Mu Mu's body, and grabbed the frost rime fruit jade box.

"Ah......h

I really grabbed it, and the frost rime fruit jade box really appeared in my hand......

If you are a true practitioner, you will understand that this is actually a kind of mental thought, that is, a divine thought.

Meaning becomes reality, and thinking becomes reality.

Communicate with all things through spiritual power, so that all things know their hearts and know their thoughts.

This is actually a manifestation of the beginning of cultivation.

Xu Qingfeng's cultivation on weekdays actually belongs to external refining, which belongs to strengthening the body, and does not involve internal refining of the divine soul.

But the origin of the "Great Wilderness Sutra" is mysterious, and every exercise handed down is by no means so simple, and the chapter of collecting the essence of the sun and the moon involves internal refining, but Xu Qingfeng doesn't know it.

However, it is not so simple to use divine thoughts to communicate with all things, the higher the level of all things, or the deeper the cultivator's mana, the smoother the communication.

Xu Qingfeng has never had a master to teach him, relying on Mu Mu to give him cultivation exercises, and he has no teacher to learn by himself, slowly groping, and becoming self-taught.

For cultivators, they can use divine thoughts, and this kind of most basic cultivation knowledge is naturally impossible to know, and no one has told them.

At this time, Xu Qingfeng, who was extremely excited, kept taking out the Yuehua Jade Bottle and the Frost Rime Fruit Jade Box from Mu Mu's body and putting them in.

In fact, other items can also be placed in Mu Mu's body, but they need to be sent in by Xu Qingfeng through his divine thoughts.

Those ordinary frost rime fruits, as well as the relics left by his mother, Xu Qingfeng successfully put them into Mu Mu's body in the attempt.

It seems that Mu Mu is really picky about storing things, and only the most precious items will take the initiative to take the initiative.

After knowing that he could store items through his mind, Xu Qingfeng tried to use his divine thoughts to command Mu Mu.

"Mumu gets smaller...... , Mumu becomes bigger ......"

There is no change, and it seems that it will never return to the size of a wooden hairpin.

"Mumu come here ......"

"Huh......"

actually appeared in his hand, Xu Qingfeng immediately fell into a state of madness, and began to keep trying to communicate with various things around him, but except for Mu Mu, who could appear in his hand at will, there was no reaction to anything else.

Whenever the moonlight appeared, Mu Mu would automatically fly to the mountain stream to absorb the moonlight, and Xu Qingfeng would also take the opportunity to collect the moonlight and use it to cultivate and harvest the moonlight.

For the collection of Yuehua, after a period of observation, it was found that after the jade bottle was full, as long as the bottle mouth was closed in time, Yuehua would be preserved.

The last trace of transparent moonlight is no longer the original silver-white, and I don't know how much of the real moonlight ingredient can be retained.

The people of Lingtai Cave did not know how the moonlight was formed, but they only knew that it was dripping from the tip of the bamboo shoot-like stone, so they mistakenly thought it was the marrow of the earth.

I also don't know how to collect the moonflower, and when I finally collect it, all I get is the marrow that contains a little bit of the moonflower.

Even if it contains a little bit of the essence of the moon flower, its effect is quite amazing, one drop is enough to cover a hundred years of cultivation, and it is impossible for the Lingtai Cave to be collected every day, the degree of cherishing of this earth marrow is unimaginable.

The quantity and purity of the moon also vary in time.

The moonlight at the fifteenth full moon is silvery, and it is usually silvery-white, and at the fifteenth full moon, the number of moonlights formed is also more than usual.

Xu Qingfeng is not a greedy person, except for fifteen, every time he fills the Yuehua in a jade bottle, he will replace it with a new jade bottle, let the excess Yuehua overflow, flow into the stone platform, and finally form a mist to supply the frost rime fruit tree outside, and then collect a little marrow by the way.

According to the distinction between before and after the formation of the mist, Xu Qingfeng called the moon flower collected before the mist, and the trace left after the marrow appeared, and the trace left after the marrow appeared, and was imprinted according to the date after each collection, so as not to be confused.

That kind of ripe frost rime fruit will only ripen one on the fifteenth day of the month, and once it is picked, it will be actively collected by Mu Mu.

Now Xu Qingfeng can already conclude that the mist is a kind of misty moonlight, a kind of moonlight that can just be absorbed by the frost rime fruit outside the mountain stream, and of course, it is also the moonlight that he can absorb at this stage.

At present, he can't do it at all, like in the Caiyuehua chapter, directly introducing Yuehua cultivation from the full moon in the sky, and a drop of earth marrow the size of a pinhole almost let himself explode and die, which still only contains a little Yuehua ingredient.

Xu Qingfeng was self-aware, and he honestly sat in the mist and cultivated, and in less than a month, he felt that his strength and speed had changed a lot.

In the past, he could punch 50 times in one breath, but now he can punch 100 times, and a tree as thick as a bucket can be pierced with one punch, but he can hit a tree 100 meters away in half a breath, but the strength is still not well controlled.

A year later, it has undergone a drastic change, with five or six hundred punches in an instant, and a tree a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.

The bucket-thick trees have long been vulnerable, and even the thick trees that one person hugs can be smashed with one punch; the mountain is even more amazing, it can already break the thick trees surrounded by five people, but the strength is still uncontrollable, and often after breaking the trees, the body has to fly far away before stopping.

In the cultivation of Yuehua, not only did he increase his strength and speed, but he also strengthened his body, but Xu Qingfeng didn't know it, he just felt that as soon as he charged his strength, a layer of silver would appear on his epidermis, and his whole body would be shining with silver.

It is this layer of silver skin that allows the body not to be torn by the air after the speed is increased.

If Xu Qingfeng could look inward, he would have made an even more astonishing discovery, the bones of his whole body had turned silvery-white, and it would take at least a hundred years for other cultivators to achieve this, and they would also need a good chance.

Another year's Shangyuan Festival is coming, and Mo Qilin wants to come and return to Mojiazhuang, while Xu Qingfeng can only stand on the mountain peak, looking into the distance, silently missing his mother.

This is the third Shangyuan Festival spent in Shilijian.

In the past three years, Xu Qingfeng has never left Shilijian, but has only moved his home from outside the formation to inside the formation, of course, he has nowhere to go.

On weekdays, in addition to cultivation, after the thief dies outside the formation, he goes out to search for items that can be used, but after experiencing the matter of the bearded man, it is carried out every other day.

The most items on these thieves are still jade boxes and jade bottles, Xu Qingfeng has collected almost two or three thousand, and each person has to bring more than one or two hundred, and it is the ignorant who is fearless, someone really brought a jade jar bigger than a bucket, and really regarded the marrow of the earth as spring water, thinking that it could be inexhaustible.