Qingfeng didn't have as much thought as Yang Hong, he couldn't think that far now, now they were still trapped in the Chaos Lake, and the most important thing to care about at present was whether the Nameless Medicine Ding could withstand the changes in the Chaos Lake.

The Nameless Medicine Ding quickly passed through the area of the Nine Nether Waters, and slowly fell to the One Yuan Heavy Water Layer. It is said that the weight of a drop of one-yuan heavy water is comparable to a mountain, and a pool of one-yuan heavy water can be compared to a world. If the monk falls into the heavy water of one yuan, there is only one way to die, even if it is an immortal emperor, he will be instantly squeezed and turned into powder.

In fact, it can be seen from the changes in the nameless medicine tripod, after the three thousand zhang Five Elements Eclipse Water Layer, the Nameless Medicine Ding just became brighter than the original, after the three thousand zhang of the Nine Netherworld Water Layer, the Nameless Medicine Ding was almost covered with a layer of ice inside and outside, but when it reached the area of one yuan heavy water, the Nameless Medicine Ding suddenly became smaller, as if it was compressed by the gravity of the outside world, and the breeze could even hear the squeak of the Nameless Medicine Ding that seemed to be a little overwhelmed.

Fortunately, the nameless medicine tripod was still supported after all, and after being compressed by the gravity outside, it gradually stabilized.

Qingfeng carefully poked out a wisp of his divine sense, and then he felt an invisible pressure rushing over his face, as if the weight of the whole world was pressing on his body, making him almost breathless.

Not only that, the wisp of divine consciousness that Qingfeng poked out was also under the pressure around him, and it was slowly compressed into a thread, and Qingfeng found that the compressed divine consciousness seemed to be many times more condensed than the original, and it was more convenient to use than before.

Unexpectedly, this yuan heavy water still has such benefits, Qingfeng couldn't help but probe out more divine sense, and used the pressure of the one yuan heavy water outside to compress and condense for himself.

Qingfeng's cultivation has improved rapidly over the years, and of course, his divine consciousness has also increased with his cultivation, and he is not weaker than other True Immortal cultivators. But this fast-growing divine consciousness always gives Qingfeng a slightly vague feeling, and it is not as handy as before.

Qingfeng knew that this was because his cultivation was improving too quickly, and the foundation was not very stable, if Qingfeng could slowly consolidate his cultivation in the future, there would always be a day when his divine consciousness would be compressed and condensed, but this time was very long, and even his own was not easy to estimate.

Cultivation is like this, if the foundation is not strong, even if the cultivation goes up, other aspects can't keep up, it will always affect the strength of the play, only by making up for all the shortcomings, can you really become a high-level monk.

Originally, Qingfeng thought that this time was still far away from him, but he didn't expect that the opportunity would come so soon, and a large amount of one-yuan heavy water would be able to compress and condense his divine sense for himself and make up for his most important shortcoming.

Such an opportunity is hard to come by, and only Qingfeng has the opportunity to do so. It is impossible for ordinary monks to encounter so much one-yuan heavy water, and even if they do, it is impossible for other monks to go deep into the one-yuan heavy water and survive.

All of a sudden, Qing Feng couldn't care about everything else, and completely entered a state of cultivation, constantly sending his divine consciousness out of the outside of the nameless medicine tripod, and constantly retracting the divine consciousness that had been compressed and condensed, completely forgetting that he was still in the lake of chaos.

Time passed unconsciously, and when all of Qingfeng's divine consciousness was compressed and condensed, Qingfeng suddenly had a new feeling, which was like breaking through the bottleneck, but it was more mysterious than a breakthrough. Qingfeng's current situation is as deep as the sea and as stable as an abyss, and whoever looks at it will not think that Qingfeng has just broken through, but will treat him as an old true immortal monk.

Qingfeng tried to mobilize his divine sense, and found that his divine consciousness was much less than before, and the total amount was not even half of what it used to be, but the quality of his divine consciousness had increased by several grades, and the power was much stronger than before. Now that he is compared with other True Immortal Cultivators, even if the other party's strength is one order higher than his own, he dares to fight.

After exercising his divine sense, Qingfeng couldn't help but be interested in the one-yuan heavy water outside, he carefully wrapped a drop of one-yuan heavy water with his divine sense, slowly brought it to the space of the nameless medicine tripod, and then put it in the palm of his hand.

The small drop of one-yuan heavy water, the force exerted on Qing Feng's injury, has already exceeded the superb spiritual weapon Five Halo Cloud Mountain that he used when he was in the cultivation realm, and Qing Feng felt as if he was holding a big mountain with one hand.

This is just a drop, if it is ten drops, a hundred drops, or even a thousand drops, ten thousand drops, how much it should weigh? For this yuan heavy water, other uses Qingfeng can't think of for the time being, but it is a good thing to use for refining weapons, if you can add a large amount of one-yuan heavy water to the aura or immortal weapon, it will definitely increase its power, not to mention anything else, just using it to smash people is scary enough.

However, no matter how important the one-yuan heavy water is, it is not as important as the Chaos Spiritual Water, and now is not the time to think about this, you must first find the Chaos Spiritual Water. Qingfeng finally came back to his senses and found that the nameless medicine tripod had already sunk to the bottom of the Chaos Lake, standing on a hard ground, while Yang Hong and the old lady were looking at him, waiting for his next move.

Although they have reached the bottom of the lake, they don't dare to drill out of the nameless medicine tripod just like this, because there is one yuan heavy water outside, as long as they go out, the three thousand zhang one yuan heavy water will all act on their bodies and press them into meat sauce.

Qingfeng glanced at Yang Hong and the old lady, then urged Xianyuan, used his divine sense to mobilize the nameless medicine tripod, and began to float towards the center of the Chaos Lake. The Chaos Lake is vast and boundless, and the area at the bottom of the lake is also very large, and the Chaos Spirit Water is not so easy to find.

Especially the various spiritual waters in this chaotic lake, the monk's divine consciousness and various abilities are so suppressed that they can only be discovered and sensed slowly by the naked eye and ears, just like ordinary people falling into a fog, it is even more difficult to find the chaotic spiritual water.

Fortunately, as high-level cultivators, the most important thing they lacked was time and patience, and then Qingfeng and Yang Hong cooperated with each other, one to control the nameless medicine tripod with all their might, and the other was responsible for observing the changes around them and finding the hiding place of the Chaos Spirit Water.

However, the chaotic spiritual water seemed to be very hidden, and they spent nearly half a month at the bottom of the lake without finding anything. Back and forth, I almost turned over the bottom of the entire Chaos Lake, and I didn't find anything else except one yuan of heavy water.

Qingfeng and Yang Hong couldn't help but be frustrated, could it be that this chaotic spiritual water was really generated by heaven and earth, and it could only produce a drop in a few decades, and then it was obtained by the monks above?