After twenty days, the invisible barrier in the spiritual sea was finally completely shattered, and the spiritual energy poured in like a tide, and a trace of spiritual liquid was refined into spiritual liquid and stored in the spiritual sea.

At this point, the bottleneck of the seventh to eighth layers of qi refining was finally completely broken, and Li Heng let out a long sigh.

In the following months, Li Heng was almost extinct in the Qingyang Valley, and only occasionally saw him appear in the condensation field for a few days, and it was difficult to see him.

Next to the pond in the small courtyard, where Li Heng buried the tree seed, a light blue sprout has broken through the soil, gently fiddling in the wind, with occasional dew remaining, shining and moving in the warm sun.

Although the fish in the pond do not grow, they can become more and more agile under the nourishment of the spiritual spring, often chasing and playing, jumping out of the water excitedly, taking a look at the world outside the water, and then falling into the water, splashing an elegant splash.

The spring water overflowing from the small pond flowed down the small canal dug by Li Heng to several ridges of fields a few zhang away, turning into a faint aura floating between the ridges, so that the spirit seeds buried in the shallow soil, even if no one took care of them, slowly poked out their little heads and breathed the aura that permeated the ridges.

And all this, Li Heng almost didn't notice it, he was completely immersed in his spiritual sea, and one by one the spiritual energy was led to the spiritual sea, slowly condensing into drops of spiritual liquid, filling his spiritual sea, making the spiritual sea bigger and deeper, although it was a very small and small change, but it made him feel that he had taken another step on the road of cultivating immortals.

When he stands on the top of the mountain one day and looks back on the road he came from, he will find that it is this very small step that slowly converges into a big step to realize his wish.

A small ripple rose in the spiritual sea, slowly spreading, overflowing the spiritual sea, and being swallowed by the void beyond the spiritual sea.

Li Heng knew that the second bottleneck in his exercises had appeared.

I took the work and opened my eyes.

Several mountain fish in the pond seemed to be attracted by the breath on Li Heng's body, and they swayed their bodies one after another, swam to the edge of the pool, and spat bubbles at Li Heng.

Li Heng looked at it, and suddenly a hint of intimacy rose, and he patted the storage bag, and Qing Yan immediately appeared in his hand.

When Chopping Wind returned to Qingyang Valley, it had been returned to Qin Feng, but this Qingyan was the spirit sword obtained from Zheng Qi, because in that battle, he used the Qingyang Sword Technique to kill Yanlong, so he took such a name.

He had also tried to see if Qing Yan could absorb the wine in the flask, but the result was that he had expected, the flask and the iron sword were unusual.

He got up, chanted the sword technique, waved the green flame, and a large area of green sword qi immediately diffused, reaching five zhang wide at the widest, and after controlling it for a while, he finally shrank it to three zhang square.

It's not that he can't control the sword qi of the five zhang square circle, but these three zhang is the best range for his current realm, just like the Qin Hall Master in the foundation building period controls the sword qi in the land of ten zhang, it's not that he can't be wider, but he doesn't want to.

This sword qi is born from the sword technique, and the sword technique is created according to the aura of heaven and earth, so the sword qi is actually another form of manifestation of the aura, just like the flame dragon, but it is transformed by the aura.

How much aura can be converted into sword qi depends on the monk's comprehension of the sword technique, the more sword qi, the greater the power, but the premise is that every trace of sword qi can be controlled by oneself, if the sword qi is not controlled, flying everywhere, not only adding chaos, but also causing unnecessary loss of aura.

Li Heng controlled the sword qi at Sanzhang, but it was not because of the control, but because he found that the sword qi of Sanzhang Fangyuan, he could control it to the subtle realm.

As soon as his mind moved, in Qingmeng's sword qi, seven sword qi were entangled together and twisted into one, swimming in Qingmeng's qi like a long-tailed herring fish, making people feel full of raw breath, and even a little kind, but it faintly felt like a small cyan arrow, containing a trace of ruin, which made people dare not touch it easily.

The corners of Li Heng's mouth were lightly raised, and the herring fish swam in front of him in his thoughts, and with a slight touch of his finger, the herring fish dispersed and turned into green qi again.

Seeing that the herring fish melted away, his mind moved again, and another herring fish appeared in the Qingmeng sword qi, this time Li Heng no longer lit it, but continued to control several other sword qi, entangled together, two herring fish suddenly appeared in the Qingmeng sword qi at the same time, he was happy in his heart, and he wanted to entangle the sword qi again, but unfortunately no matter how hard he tried, the rest of the sword qi was unmoved.

It seems that two herring fish is the limit of his current sword intent.

However, there are two tails, and he is quite satisfied, after all, it is the first time to make the sword qi transform.

At the top of Qitang Peak, his sword intent was still just a thought, and after nearly a month of tempering in Sword Valley, as well as a breakthrough in his state of mind, he finally achieved a small success......

Walking around the small courtyard, he picked up a melon scoop, watered the elixir of the first buds, and suddenly thought that he had been in Qingyang Valley for nearly a year, and he had not yet sent a letter to Aunt Zhao, so he was a little apologetic, and he hurriedly found a piece of rune paper from the bag, and muttered for a moment on the book: My nephew is practicing in Qingyang Valley, don't read it.

After writing, he folded it into the shape of a paper crane, injected aura, and blew in the direction of Luoxia Valley, and the paper crane fanned its wings, rose leisurely, and slowly disappeared into the sky.

Li Heng stopped for a while, put Qingyan into the storage bag, went out, and headed towards the Qingyang Palace, it was less than four months since the trip to the secret realm of the hidden mountain, if he could borrow money to exchange for that pair of brown boots, it would be of great help to leave the secret realm alive.

But there is some apprehension in my heart, so the old way should not fool himself.

In the Qingyang Palace,

Lao Dao was extremely indifferent to his arrival, as if he believed that he would inevitably come, and he would inevitably break through to the Nine Realms.

He was also very happy about the loan, and with a flick of his fingers, Li Heng's wooden card had a thousand more contributions, but the condition was that Li Heng would go to the Thorn Valley in the secret realm of the hidden mountain to find the bones of Zhao Yan, a monk of Qingyang Valley.

"Zhao Yan?" Li Heng wondered.

"It is your uncle Qin Feng's confidante, a hundred years ago, when the secret realm of the Hidden Mountain was opened, the two went to the Valley of Thorns to find a crystallization of rock blood, Zhao Yan unfortunately fell, and even the bones could not be retrieved, your uncle has always felt guilty. ”

Li Heng was going to refuse, because a place where the monk couldn't even retrieve the bones was definitely not a good place, but Qin Feng's two words made him hesitate for a moment, thinking of the slashing wind, and the grace of the sword on the top of the Qitang Peak, and finally gritted his teeth and agreed.

"However, how to find the valley of thorns so big, and it's been a hundred years, are the bones still there, it won't be given by demon beasts or something......"

Zhao Wuji stroked his long beard lightly and said with a smile, "Each sect will give a jade plaque to the disciples who enter the secret realm, which can record their itinerary, mainly where they passed through and how long they stayed there, in case someone slacks off and wastes a place in vain." You just need to go to the Valley of Thorns and walk around, do your best, you really can't find it, presumably your Uncle Qin won't blame you. Of course, without Zhao Yan's bones, the thousand-point contribution would naturally need to be repaid with other spiritual objects. ”

Li Heng nodded, and in the blink of an eye, there were only three hundred left in the blink of an eye, and the remaining three hundred were replaced by three high-level hidden spirit runes under the suggestion of Zhao Wouji, and after use, they could not be found without special spiritual weapons under the foundation, as well as a bottle of ten "Returning Spirit Pills" that could quickly replenish their spiritual energy.

At this point, the thousand-point contribution was squandered, as for repayment, Zao Wou-Ki threw him a piece of jade slip, which contained a map of the secret realm of the Hidden Mountain, which had been proven, and all the places where there were dangers or important properties were annotated in detail, and the properties were accompanied by points for specific rewards, and as for the undiscovered, the points were also marked layer by layer, Li Heng was a little speechless for a while.

And the reason why it is marked in such detail is because to repay the thousand points of contribution, either go to the Qingyang Valley mine to dig for ten years, or take the things that are clearly marked on the jade slips, as for other ways, don't think about it, this is probably also afraid of the monks who have entered the secret realm to slack off.

In this way, taking Uncle Zhao's bones to repay is almost opening a small back door.

Li Heng estimated a little in his heart, among the five people who entered the secret realm, as long as one survived and brought out something worth a thousand points in the secret realm, Qingyang Valley would make a steady profit.

Especially those undiscovered places, the ghost knows what is inside, maybe the value of the discovered place is more than a thousand contributions, after all, the legend says that there is a place where the god cultivator sits, and the people who go in are all qi refining period monks, and the things of the god transformation period monks, where can you put it if you don't sell the sect?

It's just a joke to keep it for yourself, and don't even think about selling it to the outside market or other sects, except for eating things that can be digested and absorbed in your stomach, don't want to escape the surveillance of the sect.

Damn, this old man is clearly the blackest capitalist in the nineteenth century, but think about it, how can the sect exist for thousands of years if it is not ruthless enough.

However, even if the repayment conditions are harsh, during the open period once every hundred years, many monks are eager to take it, not to mention the things of the god-transforming monks, which are the things marked on the jade slips, and the lowest ones are above the 100-point contribution, and a few random things are enough for a few years of cultivation expenses.

Li Heng couldn't help but sigh lightly, "People die for money, birds die for food, even monks can't avoid it, maybe even worse." ”

Zao Wou-Ki smiled and said nothing.

Seeing that his own head seemed to be in a good mood after he introduced a famous quote through the ages, Li Heng asked in a low voice, "By the way, boss, can you borrow more?"

"Get out of ......," Zao Wou-Ki said angrily.

A fierce sword aura appeared without warning, and stabbed at Li Heng's buttocks, and the frightened Li Heng rabbit jumped out of Qingyang Hall like an eagle......

Leaving the Qingyang Palace, muttering all the way, Li Heng, a capitalist and vampire, returned to the pool in his small courtyard and meditated for a while, wanting to think carefully about how to arrange the situation of less than four months, but saw a spirit rune break into the array, but was trapped by the phantom array, and turned around in place.

He stretched out his hand, and the spirit rune flew straight towards him, and with a light touch, it turned into the appearance of the fat merchant in Zuozhuang.

After making a gesture, Zuo Zhuang said, "Li Daoyou, there is a deal here, if Daoyou is interested, immediately go to Qingyangfang to gather." ”

"Trading?" Li Heng hesitated, now as long as there is a suitable price, he is interested in any transaction.

Get up immediately and go towards Qingyangfang.