Zong Xiu calmed down, and he suddenly opened his eyes, who had been sitting cross-legged beside the spiritual spring in the ghost city. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The fire resistance secret given by Miao Ji was only the practice of cultivating to the third layer of the Qi Induction Realm, and in the ghost city, he had already completed the third layer of the Qi Induction Realm.

The young grass around the spiritual spring is growing amazingly, it is already more than half a person tall, and Zong Xiu sits in it, and the young grass will be level with his head. The spiritual spring was clear and visible, and the trace of spiritual energy above was like a mist drifting, and it was dispersed into Zong Xiu's body like green smoke.

Zong Xiu frowned, thinking about the possible consequences in his heart, and then he began to try his previous assumptions.

Since the last time he practiced, he almost starved to death, Zong Xiu had closed off the connection between the two bodies, and it has been more than ten days now, which is converted into the time in the ghost city, and more than a year has passed. Zong Xiu carefully let go of his mind, and his mind began to extend like invisible tentacles, and then penetrated through the layers of void barriers, creating a mysterious and mysterious connection with the body of the outside world.

Jong Xiu felt the throbbing from the depths of his soul again.

In reality, he has not yet broken through the third layer of the Qi Extraction Realm, and the ghost city in the ghost city has reached the third layer of the Qi Channeling Realm, which is like two pools connected together, when the valve separated from it is released, the fuller pool water begins to flow towards the shallower pool water.

The aura flowed into the body like an overflowing pool of water, flowing into all the spiritual apertures, flowing through the body with the big and small weeks, infiltrating every vein.

However, Zong Xiu's constricted brows never relaxed, but his face became more and more heavy.

As he had expected at the beginning, with the balanced flow of spiritual power, the spiritual power of the body in reality would soon rise to the point of the third layer of the Qi Drawing Realm. However, what Zong Xiu was worried about still happened, he had really cultivated to the third layer of the Qi Induction Realm in the ghost city, and he could naturally feel it, in reality, he only reached the standard of the third layer of the Qi Induction Realm with his spiritual power, but the realm still stayed at the second layer of the Qi Induction Realm.

Such a result was naturally not expected, but Zong Xiu was not unprepared for it, he felt that he knew the crux of the matter.

Zong Xiu began to retract his mind, so that the ghosts in the ghost city and the gods in reality also began to merge.

Zong Xiu had already mastered the separation of gods and souls, and it seemed that it would not be difficult to try to merge them together now. Under Zong Xiu's control, the spirits and souls gradually blended, and the realization of cultivating to the third level of the Qi Induction Realm during the ghost city was like pieces of catkins, flying between memories.

However, when the two divine souls began to truly merge, Zong Xiu's originally calm heart seemed to be suddenly filled with boundless loneliness. In reality, he stayed among everyone, but in the ghost town, he seemed to have been forgotten, in the world where he was alone, tasting loneliness alone, and the only thing he could do was to keep cultivating.

And the time difference between the two places dozens of times greatly magnifies the sense of dislocation of this emotion, I didn't notice it, but when the two spirits blend together, the difference in that emotion is almost about to collapse Zong Xiu, and between the disturbed thoughts, Zong Xiu finally feels that the world is dark - he completely faints.

When Zong Xiu woke up slowly, what appeared in front of him was a funny old face, looking at the appearance of squeezing eyebrows, who else could there be besides Hanjiang Yusuo?

"You...... Why are you here?"

Zong Xiu felt a little weak to speak, but Hanjiang Diaosu was full of energy, and shouted loudly: "You kid, you sleep like a dead pig, hurry up and go out with me!"

"What about them, are they going to Rift Valley? Why don't you go?"

Hanjiang Diaoyu said strangely: "Hey, what are you talking nonsense about, what are you talking about! It's just dark, do you want to go to Rift Wind Valley to die?"

Zong Xiu looked around and saw that the large array of the camp was still glowing softly, and asked, "Then how long have I slept?"

Seeing Zong Xiu's puzzled expression, Hanjiang Diaosu muttered: "This kid won't sleep stupidly, right?" I said, at a young age, what are you doing to go to bed so early!"

Seeing that Zong Xiu was still sitting motionless on the bed, still looking in a trance, Hanjiang Diaosuo shouted to Zong Xiu: "Half an hour! You slept for half an hour! Now you are satisfied, don't go out with me, you won't have to be lively if you go late!"

"What's the excitement?"

"There's not even a ghost in this place during the day, hey, at night, it's lively to death, wouldn't it be a waste not to go shopping!"

How could Zong Xiu be interested in accompanying this crazy old man out for a walk? He felt that he had not recovered from his exhaustion, so it was better to continue to lie on the bed to recuperate, and immediately refused: "If you want to go out, you go out, I will not go out." ”

Hanjiang Diaosu immediately scolded: "Stinky boy, do you think I want you to go out? If it weren't for the pavilion master saying that I should follow you every step of the way, I would have scarcely let you go out?"

Zong Xiucai was too lazy to go to the Hanjiang Fishing Valley, he was lying on the bed, but he was thinking about the future situation. Now that he has attained the perfection of the third level of the Qi Channeling Realm, he has no follow-up exercises to learn. If it was like Miao Ji begging, would Miao Ji give another explanation, and even if Miao Ji was willing to give it, how would he explain that he would be able to make another breakthrough in a short period of time? Zong Xiu would not forget Miao Ji's performance when his first cultivation rose sharply.

Zong Xiu never thought that one day he would be upset because his cultivation was rising too fast, and his hatred for Miao Ji increased a little more.

Hanjiang Diaosuo kept shouting on the side, Zong Xiu simply turned around, turned his back to him, and turned a deaf ear to Hanjiang Diaosuo's words.

Maybe he was really sleepy, but in this chattering voice, Zong Xiu fell asleep quickly and started dreaming.

In the dream, there was no accident when they entered the mountain, they did not meet Li Jin, and naturally there was no trip to the imperial tomb. As originally planned, they arrived at Longjiang Market Town without incident. Although there was a shortage of spirit stones, after all, Zong Ze and Zhao Mingde had been in the mountain gate for many years, and they still had some connections, so they finally scraped together enough entry fees to send Zong Xiu and the three of them into the outer gate of the Five Elements Sect.

Then it was to repeat the process of Zong Ze and Zhao Mingde, at the beginning of the effort to accumulate spirit stones, after a long time, he got the first magic technique, began to cultivate, and after many years of purchasing the first magic weapon, after many years, there was a bottleneck in cultivation, and there was no more progress in cultivation, and finally he had to leave the mountain gate.

Zong Xiu returned to Gucheng, Zhao Lingxuan went to Shancheng, and then under the arrangement of the two heads of the family, the two became husband and wife. On the night of the candles in the cave room, Zong Xiu drank red light, and Zhao Lingxuan sat in the new room and waited for Zong Xiu.

Zong Xiu lifted Zhao Lingxuan's red hijab, and what caught her eye was Zhao Lingxuan's delicate face, her eyes flowing, as if there were thousands of words contained in it, and her cherry lips opened slightly, and she spit out a crisp voice like a yellow warbler.

"Ah Xiu, will you forgive me?"

It's really strange, why do you want to mention forgiveness again? Hey, why add a "again"?

Zong Xiu suddenly woke up from his sleep, the sky was already slightly bright, and Hanjiang Yusuo was sitting on the edge of the bed, sleeping soundly, snoring loudly.

Zong Xiu brushed his hand from the pillow, and the fire spiritual power came out of his body, and the pillow that was originally slightly wet suddenly became dry, just like Zong Xiu's heart.