Pressing down the advanced aura fluctuations, in the room, Bai Yi, who was covered with sweat, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, his current aura was several times stronger than before, and he finally advanced to the realm of foundation building!

Feeling the familiar spiritual power fluctuations in his body, Bai Yi smiled and urged out a force like an arm command, and at the moment when this power appeared, the tables, chairs, dishes and chopsticks in the room all floated up.

Aerial photography is a great use of spiritual power.

Spiritual power is like an invisible arm extended by a cultivator, which can lift or grab nearby items, and can also injure nearby enemies, but any monk who has advanced to the realm of foundation building can urge spiritual power after a period of proficiency, but just after arriving at the foundation building, he can use spiritual power to ingest things, I am afraid that there is no one except Bai Yi.

The spiritual power of the foundation building monks needs to be familiar for a long time before they can be used flexibly, most of the monks just broke through the foundation building, they can't even feel the existence of the spiritual power, let alone use it, but Bai Yi's experience is too terrifying, just a general realm, he can skillfully operate the spiritual power, and he can also grasp a variety of items at the same time.

Familiar with the long-lost spiritual power, the tables and chairs in the room were slowly put back in place, Bai Yi closed his eyes again, exuding an invisible aura, in the fluttering of this breath, everything around him came into mind, even the dust on the ground and the insects in the corners were clearly perceived by him.

Spiritual sense, a gift of foundation-building monks.

Spiritual consciousness cannot hurt people, it is simply a perception that not only transcends hearing and sight, but also penetrates masonry and trees, and is an excellent way to explore the surrounding environment.

With the improvement of cultivation, the scope of spiritual consciousness will be wider and wider, and in dangerous places, the existence of spiritual consciousness is equivalent to the third eye of the monk, which can detect hidden dangers in advance.

Prompting the spiritual sense, Bai Yi's mind first appeared the whole picture of the house, then the courtyard where he lived, and finally the entire Liuxian Residence.

Enveloping the entire Immortal Residence with spiritual consciousness is already the limit that Bai Yi can urge first, perceiving such a large range, a monk who has just entered the foundation building will definitely not be able to do it, those disciples who have just advanced to the foundation building can perceive the range of the surrounding Zhangxu, and Bai Yi's perception range even exceeds that of the monks in the middle stage of foundation building.

Familiar with spiritual power and spiritual consciousness respectively, Bai Yi only felt refreshed, after advancing, not only was his body much stronger, but his longevity was as long as two hundred years.

Nodding with satisfaction, Bai Yi did not get up, but spent half a day cultivating the second layer of the Hidden Spirit Decision.

When cultivating the first layer of the Hidden Spirit Decision, Bai Yi only had the early stage of Qi refining, and the spiritual energy in his body was pitiful, and he still relied on Fei Lao's low-level spirit stone to cultivate the first layer of the Hidden Spirit Decision in half a month, and now the spiritual energy is sufficient, and in less than half a day, he will cultivate the Hidden Spirit Decision to the second layer, which can easily cover up the cultivation of the foundation building realm.

Running the Hidden Spirit Decision, covering up the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building in the late stage of Qi refining, he groaned slightly, got up and took a pen and paper, and began to write.

What Bai Yi wrote was the experience and perception of the Qi refining period, especially the essentials on how to condense the first wisp of aura, and the cultivation essentials written by the scattered immortals himself were more transparent and easier to understand than the experience of all the sect powerhouses.

Soon after, Bai Yi finished writing, rolled the paper and left Liuxianju.

This cultivation essential, Bai Yi was ready to give it to the child spirit who had never been able to condense the aura, if it wasn't for the child spirit taking him into the heavenly prison, Yang Hai would not have been able to escape at all.

Xiaoyao Immortal Jun has never owed anyone favors, let alone owes others, and the cultivation experience written by Bai Yi himself is used to repay the favor of the child spirit.

Bai Yi went to the deacon hall first, and heard that Tong Ling had gone to the Wisteria Valley in the mountain behind Mochizuki Peak to deliver food, so he left the deacon hall and walked towards Mochizuki Peak.

Mochizuki Peak is the highest of the three peaks of Cangyun, and the aura is also the most intense, in the back mountain of Mochizuki Peak, there is a huge valley called 'Wisteria Valley', the valley is full of a kind of purple huge vines, from a distance, it looks like a purple ocean, and it looks extremely gorgeous in the sunset at dusk.

When he came to the mountain behind Mochizuki Peak, the sky was already getting dark, and Bai Yi did not walk into the wisteria valley, but waited outside the valley.

There is only a quiet path in and out of the Wisteria Valley, Bai Yi is not afraid that he will not be able to wait for the Tong Ling, and at this time, he has nothing to do, so he casually looked at the huge wisteria in the Wisteria Valley, and then he was slightly surprised.

In the eyes of outsiders, the vines all over the Wisteria Valley are only of a special color, no different from ordinary vines, but in Bai Yi's eyes, the wisteria all over the valley is a very rare refining material.

Wisteria wood!

Bai Yi carefully identified it with his spiritual sense, and finally determined that the wisteria in the Wisteria Valley was indeed a rare wisteria wood.

Wisteria wood is a very special refining material, it is a dry vine, which can only be formed after wisteria wood withers on its own, and can be refined into magic weapons.

The vitality of wisteria wood is extremely long, and normal growth of wisteria wood is useless, such a huge wisteria valley may not be able to dry up a vine in a year, even if it is dry, it should have been collected by the Cangyun Sect a long time ago.

Looking at the huge treasure in front of him, Bai Yi smiled bitterly.

No matter how strong the cultivation is, he can't control the natural withering of the wisteria wood, and he is even more helpless as a foundation building monk, if the rhizome is forcibly cut off, the wisteria wood will become a useless withered vine, and it cannot be used as a refining material.

What can make wisteria wood wither quickly is only an extremely rare spirit grass powder, and that kind of spirit grass alone is no less valuable than a magic weapon, and it is hard to find.

Unable to collect the wisteria wood, Bai Yi did not have the slightest regret, and waited quietly outside the valley, when the night sky flashed with starlight, a thin figure walked from the depths of the path.

Tong Ling seems to be very happy today, she will jump when she takes two steps, and a girl in her teens, even if she grows up in the Xiuzhen Sect, still has the naughtiness and innocence unique to a girl.

Walking out of the Wisteria Valley, Tong Ling suddenly saw Bai Yi in the distance, and his little face immediately rejoiced, waving his hand and shouting, "Brother Yi!"

Trotting to Bai Yi, Tong Ling asked curiously, "Brother Yi, why did you come to Wisteria Valley, there are very few people here." ”

"Come to Xiao Ling'er. ”

Bai Yi took out the cultivation essentials written by himself, and said gently: "Last time, thanks to Xiao Ling'er, I was able to enter the Heavenly Prison to retrieve the token, this is my cultivation experience in the Qi Refining Realm, you can take it away, you can take a look at it in your spare time, maybe it will help you condense your aura." ”

Tong Ling took the cultivation experience, looked through it in surprise, and said while reading: "Brother Yi writes in such detail, it is much more superficial than those cultivation methods, I can understand it!"

After watching it for a long time, Tong Ling folded it up, looked up and said happily: "Thank you, Brother Yi, this is the best birthday gift since I grew up!"

"Is Xiao Ling'er's birthday?" Bai Yi smiled: "This experience is nothing, many disciples in the Qi Refining Period have their own experiences, since Xiao Ling'er is on his birthday, then give one more gift." ”

Bai Yi said, took out a dark cyan elixir from the storage bag, and a stream of danxiang suddenly wafted out, it was actually Zhuji Dan.

"When your cultivation reaches the late stage of Qi refining, this elixir may be able to help you break through the foundation building, so it will be regarded as Xiao Ling'er's birthday gift. Bai Yi didn't say that the pill was Zhuji Dan, and when Tong Ling cultivated his aura and became a true cultivator, he would naturally be able to recognize this pill.

More than 3,000 spirit stones are too precious for a mortal, but in Bai Yi's opinion, the Zhuji Dan plus the experience is just offsetting the human favor of Tong Ling who took the risk to take him to the heavenly prison that day.

"Spirit pill!" Tong Ling was surprised for a while, and hurriedly excused himself: "I am a mortal, I can't use the spirit pill, and the spirit pills are very valuable, it is enough to have Brother Yi's cultivation experience, Tong Ling does not dare to collect the spirit pill." ”

"This elixir is not expensive, I still have a lot of it, put it away, don't let others find out. Bai Yi forcibly stuffed the Zhuji Pill to Tong Ling, and the little girl heard that it was not a valuable elixir, so she had to accept it.

Sending out the elixir and experience, Bai Yi seemed much more relaxed, and sat outside the Wisteria Valley with Tong Ling, looking at the stars in the sky.

"I'll be thirteen tomorrow, and I don't know how long it will take to become a cultivator. Tong Ling looked up at the night sky and said softly: "Actually, I don't like cultivating immortals, I'd rather be a child of a poor family, as long as I can live by my father's side......"

Although Tong Ling is a mortal, he is in the Xiuzhen Sect, and he naturally does not worry about eating and drinking, and it can be said that Tong Ling's eating degree is better than that of the big families in the mortal world.

It's just that in the Cangyun Sect, there are no relatives of hers.

"I want to see what my father and mother look like, even if it's just a glance......"

Under the night, in the starlight, the young girl muttered the dream in her heart, Bai Yi was also looking up at the sky, but he couldn't see the stars hanging high in the depths of the sky, and in his eyes, he only saw a mortal girl's yearning for family affection.

"Immortal, isn't it as good as a glance back from a relative......"

With Bai Yi's slightly bitter whisper, some fireflies gradually flew in the Wisteria Valley, and the dark valley was dotted with a little light, like another piece of heaven that only belonged to the human world, with a little more warmth than those cold stars.

In this valley full of light, an equally lonely figure stood quietly at the bottom of the valley.

It was a young woman, still veiled in the night.

In the depths of the terrifying wisteria valley, the woman stretched out her slender jade hand, wanting to touch the little fireflies flying around, and as the jade hand stretched, a terrifying snake scale appeared on the wrist that was gradually revealed!

Before the white fingertips could hit the fireflies, the woman's outstretched hand quickly withdrew as if it had been electrocuted, not wanting those terrifying snake scales to appear in the moonlight.

It was late at night, the mountain breeze was getting colder, Bai Yi waved goodbye to Tong Ling, and left Wisteria Valley.

There was no word for a night, and the next day, the ancient Cangyun Sect gradually woke up in the morning light, and all the disciples were in good spirits, waiting to compete with the talents of the other two major sects.

In the early morning, an ancient bell spread throughout the sect, in the simple bell, everyone's hearts were shaken, as if the bell has a special power, can make people feel calm, even the white clouds in the sky seem to be scattered by the bell, becoming more thin and ethereal.

In the Cangyun Sect, on the cloud viewing platform located in the center of the three peaks, the Zhenyun Bell, which only rings once in three years, is not struck by anyone, and it is automatic out of thin air.