And now, Ning Chen only had less than three million spirit stones left in his hand, which was simply not enough to continue to upgrade the Dragon's Scythe, even if it was only one hand.

And now that Ning Chen is cultivating, he needs spirit stones to make the next batch of single spirit pill fire talismans.

Fortunately, this dragon's spine sickle can be upgraded to the ninth level, and among the magic weapons in the foundation building period, there is no suspense and it can be called the strongest, and it is only one step away from the power of the quasi-knot pill.

"When you earn the next spirit stone, you have to raise the Dragon's Spine Scythe to level ten. Ning Chen muttered to himself, and then he took off and flew all the way towards the Heavenly Sound Realm.

In the next few days, Ning Chen planned to use the Soul Cultivation Pill on hand to improve his cultivation with all his might, and strive to make his cultivation reach the peak of the Foundation Building Lake Realm!

Soon, as Ning Chen stepped into the Tianyin Realm, Ning Chen, as always, crossed his knees in front of the statue of the Tianyin Ancient God, and then carefully took out the Soul Cultivation Pill, swallowed it little by little, and then used the aura to refine.

Almost as soon as this Soul Cultivation Pill had just melted a little bit in Ning Chen's abdomen and spread to his entire body, Ning Chen only felt a roar in his brain, and his body was even more stinging, this pain was not physical, but spiritual.

This kind of pain not only penetrates deep into the bone marrow, but also makes people feel ethereal.

At this moment, Ning Chen finally understood how painful the so-called Divine Soul Pain was.

In just a few breaths, a thin layer of sweat oozed from Ning Chen's forehead.

However, Ning Chen had already learned to endure the pain, gritted his teeth, and began to desperately mobilize the aura in his body.

At the same time, at this moment, Ning Chen could already clearly feel that the purple spirit lake in the dantian had appeared layer upon layer of waves, and gradually formed waves.

The Spirit Lake, which was originally an ocean, is constantly spreading.

Ning Chen's cultivation was approaching the peak of the Zhuji Lake Realm little by little, and after his divine soul was washed and nourished, it became even more obvious that he was gradually growing.

And once the divine soul grows, if it releases a spell on Ning Chen, it will also increase its power.

It's just that the process of washing away the soul is definitely not pleasant, and even painful, and with the continuous melting of the soul cultivation pill, this pain is still gradually intensifying.

If it weren't for the continuous flow of wonderful music from afar in the Heavenly Sound Realm, soothing Ning Chen's soul, this kind of pain would definitely not be able for ordinary monks to bear.

As his cultivation deepened, he saw wisps of black smoke floating out of Ning Chen's body, dissolving into the surrounding air.

And this is exactly the dregs of the Divine Soul that the Soul Cultivation Pill helped Ning Chen clear, which is also a prerequisite for the growth of the Divine Soul.

In this way, a month passed, and Ning Chen also cultivated cross-legged in the Tianyin Realm for a month.

After a month of torture, looking at Ning Chen, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the statue of the ancient god of Tianyin, the momentum emanating from his body had undergone earth-shaking changes from before, full of rolling coercion At the same time, there was a sense of purity.

Ning Chen, who was still sitting cross-legged, at this moment, could clearly feel that the purple lake in his dantian, after a month of cultivation, had become so huge that it gave people the feeling that they could not see the edge at a glance, and it was vast and extraordinary.

This is exactly the spiritual lake that the peak of the Tsukiji Lake Mirror should have!

As the abdomen was completely melted away as the Soul Cultivation Pill that was already the size of a grain of millet, the pain in Ning Chen's body slowly disappeared, and in its place, there was endless refreshment, as well as the clarity of his divine sense.

When Ning Chen slowly opened his eyes, two rays of light suddenly shot out, and an extraordinary aura stirred the surrounding bamboo forests to sway.

Slightly mobilizing the aura in his body, Ning Chen could obviously feel that the aura in his body was much stronger.

"There is still half a step to go, and I can step into the realm of the foundation sea realm. Ning Chen clenched his fists slightly and muttered to himself.

The ninth-level Dragon's Scythe coupled with the peak cultivation of the Lake Realm, in the past month, Ning Chen's strength has undoubtedly improved a lot.

And all of this is thanks to the more than 30 million spirit stones.

Without staying too long in the Little Thousand Hundred Spirit Diagram, he slowly stood up, and Ning Chen's whole person left the Little Thousand Thousand Spirit World and returned to the house where he was.

Carefully put away the little Qianbai Lingtu, and removed the jade screen casually, Ning Chen prepared to sit at the desk, ready to tidy up the phoenix wing grass on hand, and prepared to find a place to plant it.

It can be said that this phoenix wing grass is the most difficult and important material in the system of Ning Chen's single spirit pill fire talisman.

Dangdangdang.

Just as Ning Chen was picking off the seeds of seven or eight phoenix wings, a series of soft knocks suddenly came.

"Enter. Ning Chen didn't look at the door, but just whispered.

Now that the entire Hou Mansion has been guarded by the Great Array of Protectors, it can be said that it is extremely safe, and even if Shangqing Guan and Fengze Guan are relatively unfavorable to Ning Chen, they do not dare to make a move in Lin'an City.

After all, today's Ning Chen is no longer what he used to be in Lingqiu Country, and he is no longer the obscure little scholar, with two mountains behind him, the identity of a marquis, and a disciple of Lingqiu Sect.

After a while, as Ning Chen's words came out, he saw the housekeeper Ding San already walking in, and the dozen or so family members behind him were dragging more than a dozen large boxes.

In the box, it was the materials that Ning Chen had asked him to purchase more than a month ago.

"Master Hou, the materials you want have been purchased for you, but these days, you have been in retreat, and people dare not disturb you. Ding San said very respectfully.

"It doesn't matter, if you can get all these materials, you can do it. Ning Chen glanced at Ding San and said softly, and the aura of the whole person was also much more restrained.

Today's Ning Chen doesn't seem to expose his cultivation too much.

"In addition, a few days ago, the old man flew to the door of the Hou Mansion and was blocked by the Great Array of Protectors, and the name of the Hou Ye was written on the jade slip, but it was the Hou Ye retreat, so it was put here for a few days by the old man. Ding San then said respectfully, and then took out a jade slip that was as pure as snow little by little, and handed it to Ning Chen with both hands.

As this white jade slip appeared in Ning Chen's eyes, Ning Chen's expression suddenly changed, one end of the jade slip was carved with a beast pattern, and this beast pattern was the symbol of the Demon Spirit Sect!

"Demon Spirit Sect ......"

Ning Chen muttered to himself, then hurriedly took the jade slip over, and injected a trace of aura into the jade slip in a way unique to the Demon Spirit Sect.

The next moment, there were a few traces of cold and arrogant handwriting in the line of juanxiu, and then appeared in front of Ning Chen, with such his appearance, Ning Chen's face couldn't help but flash a touch of emotion, this handwriting was his lover Bai Xinyao's!

"Xinyao ......" Ning Chen couldn't help but make such a sound, and the endless love was even more in his heart. (To be continued.) )