Bai Yitong's primordial light bead kept running, absorbing and condensing all the aura transformed from the mysterious lotus seed. After that, he wanted to increase his cultivation speed. After some thought, he divided the meridians in his body into two parts. Among them, the Du vein and the small meridians to which they belong are used by him to transport death qi and corpse qi and speed up the absorption of mysterious lotus seeds. The Ren vein and its small meridians are used to transport spiritual energy into the dantian. After such an adjustment, his cultivation speed suddenly increased by more than ten times.

After meditating like this for half a month, Bai Yitong finally broke through the barrier and officially entered the sixth layer of the Gathering Spirit. Because it was a small breakthrough between levels, he didn't encounter any difficulties when breaking the level.

Heaven is ruthless, but it is merciful.

Heaven closed a door for Bai Yitong, but opened another window for him. His spiritual base veins were destroyed, and he was unable to extract spiritual energy from it and turn it into his own cultivation. However, because of the opportunity, he also found another way to cultivate immortals, and because of this, he avoided various problems when cultivating to the next level.

The lake has an undercurrent and is full of sparkling water.

Bai Yitong's mind turned to the sky, as if he had an understanding. He was immersed in this state and wanted to learn more. But after all, it was a day before the cultivation day, and he quickly fell out of the Lingtai Void Underworld.

"Hey...... Cultivation is not something that happens overnight, and I can't be in too much of a hurry. ”

Bai Yitong sighed, then got up and floated towards the lake.

After more than two months of cultivation, Bai Yitong rushed to the sixth layer of the Gathering Spirit from the fifth layer of the Gathering Spirit. Originally, he was thinking that he would use the remaining carrion beasts and evil cultivation materials to further improve his cultivation. However, since entering the sixth layer of Gathering Spirits, he found that the aura that his body could hold every day seemed to have begun to have a limit. Beyond this limit, the Yuan Shen Light Ball could no longer absorb the slightest aura.

Bai Yitong is gentle and indifferent by nature, and when he encounters this kind of thing, he naturally won't force it. After leaving the lake, he looked in the direction and headed northwest. According to his memory, he roughly calculated the location of Luoshui City. After nearly half a year, I don't know what happened to Luoshui City. He left Luoshui City half a year ago, and he planned to meet on the same day. Unexpectedly, being trapped in the black water pool halfway was delayed for so long.

"I hope I can catch up with the war between Luo Guo and Gaoding, which can be regarded as my father's will. ”

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On the dense forest path by the lake, Bai Yitong floated away. Soon after, a beautiful and delicate white-clothed nun flew out from between the branches of the treetop. She looked in the direction Bai Yitong had left, and sighed faintly.

"Hey...... What's wrong with me in the past six months...... Always passing by this way?"

The woman in white corrected the thrush snow, she shook her head slightly, and left the sky above the lake with the flying sword.

The breeze is blowing, and the spring flowers are blooming. It's another good time of year.

Bai Yitong ran all the way at a moderate speed. While in a hurry, he did not forget to enjoy the spring scenery. It's been a long time since he's been so relaxed. As the saying goes: When you are in the grass and flowers, you feel relaxed.

"Before I knew it, there was a spring scene again, I didn't know if my father and mother were good in Sanwenguo......"

For the first time since stepping into the path of cultivating immortals, Bai Yitong had this kind of mentality that was completely untainted by the hustle and bustle. At this time, in his heart, it seems to have returned to his childhood, the time when he went to school with the fragrance of flowers and birds.

Two hours later, Bai Yitong came to the foot of a verdant and tall mountain. He looked at the mountain, which was thousands of feet high, and frowned slightly. In his memory, there didn't seem to be such a peak between Luoshui City and Thunder Fire Sect City. So, it was as if he was lost.

"Just about enjoying the view...... Actually off the rails?"

Bai Yitong was greatly depressed, he looked back at Jia Ying, and then muttered to himself.

The mountains are vast, and the vegetation is wild. If you talk about the spirit of beauty, this mountain is the best choice.

Bai Yitong wanted to find someone to ask, but within ten miles of the surrounding mountain, there was no half of a figure in sight. Just when he was at a loss, he suddenly felt a faint fluctuation of spiritual power coming from somewhere at the foot of the mountain.

"Senior Brother Zhao, don't worry, I'm just going outside to breathe. You won't be noticed!"

The voice of a childish teenager came from the fluctuation of spiritual power. At the same time as the sound fell, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man in Tsing Yi walked out of the gap at the foot of the mountain.

Bai Yitong hurriedly released the true recipe of Qingyin, and instantly disappeared in a thick tree. Since breaking through to the sixth layer of the Gathering Spirits, the power of his Qing Yin True Technique has been raised to the peak state of the first layer. If you want to go further, you can only do it when your own cultivation breaks through to the late stage of Gathering Spirits. Now that he is at the peak of his true technique, he can already maximize the aura of condensing mortals. At this time, he used the Qing Yin True Technique to conceal, and in front of the monks of the same level, he could almost perfectly cover his own aura.

"Senior Brother Zheng, Master has a life, we must not be sloppy!"

Coming out from behind the boy was a young man in Tsing Yi, who was also in Tsing Yi.

"Oh, Senior Brother Zhao. Don't keep using Master to press me, it's really wordy. ”

"Hey...... What you said is like a senior brother and I bullying you. ”

"Aren't you bullying me! You and Master are bullying me!"

"Senior Brother Zheng, you can't talk nonsense. Where did Master and I bully you......"

"Master...... Hmph, he saw that I was young, so he sent me to guard this breath-holding Jiulong Mountain. And you, senior brother, still have to discipline me. ”

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Although the childish boy was snorting coldly, he did not have a majestic and cold appearance at all. After all, he's only a half-grown child.

"Jiulong Mountain?!It turns out that I deviated all the way to Jiulong Mountain at the junction of Luoguo and Gaoding!"

In Bai Yitong's mind, he probably imagined the location of this Jiulong Mountain.

At this moment, a smell of burnt paste came. It seems that something is burnt.

"Oops! just talking to you, the pheasants are all roasted!"

The young man smelled the mush, screamed, and rushed into the cave.

"Hey...... As a cultivator, I still covet this mortal taste......"

The childish boy sighed solemnly.

Bai Yitong almost laughed out loud when he saw the young man's appearance. Then, when he saw that the boy had followed the cave, he slowly moved towards the cave.

The smell of meat came to his nose, and suddenly the peeping white pupil's stomach moved. The young man peeled off the burnt pieces of meat, gently tore off a chicken leg and handed it to the boy. The boy was not tempted at first, but when the young man ate with relish, he slowly began to eat as well.

Bai Yitong had raw fluid in his mouth, and his stomach was greatly moved. He shook his head, forced himself to suppress his slander, and turned and moved back into the cave. He wanted to see what these two people were secretly guarding here for. Because he had the true trick of Qingyin, he easily passed through the mountain wall and entered the cave without a sound.

It is a long, narrow cave with many turns. It is said to be a cave, but in fact it is just a gap between the mountains. When he was far away from the two of them, Bai Yitong took out the fluorescent light bead and shone it around.

The terrain of the cave is downward, and the further you go, the darker it becomes. Even if there is fluorescent light beads, the light is still pressed by the darkness and cannot look up. The mountain walls are mossy and mossy, but not damp. Bai Yitong walked along the cave and walked inside, his divine sense constantly scanning his side to prevent an accident from happening. After walking inward for about half an hour, he didn't find anything.

Bai Yitong was a little depressed, and began to retreat in his heart. He tried to walk into the cave for about half an hour, but finally found something he was not looking for.

Ordinary plants tend to be unable to grow the further they go underground. However, the stone moss on the mountain wall here is several times more vigorous than outside. Discovering this unusualness, Bai Yitong immediately came to his senses. He then looked inside, carefully observing the growth of the moss. Sure enough, the closer you get to the depths of the cave, the more dense and majestic the stone moss becomes. There is only one possibility for this to happen.

"Wood Spirit! So, there are Wood Spirit resources in it? No wonder, there will be people guarding here. ”

Bai Yitong smiled slightly, and then stepped up his pace and ran towards the cave.

After passing Baoshan, how can you return empty-handed?

Since there is such a good opportunity, how can Bai Yitong let it go. In less than a pillar of incense, he came to the end of the cave. At the end, a rough stone door appeared in front of him.

"Want to dig up treasure behind closed doors? It's not so easy to ......"

Bai Yitong sneered slightly, and a layer of blue light suddenly released from his body.

Hidden in the stone wall, slowly passing through the stone gate, Bai Yitong saw the scene behind the stone gate. That's right, the stone gate is the end of the cave. Beyond the stone gate, a mountain of green wood no less than dozens of miles stands in front of you.

Like a forest is not a forest, like a mountain but not a mountain.

Wood Mountain is actually a hill formed by entwined trees and piled up. These trees seem to have been entangled and crowded for too long, and the boundaries between trees have long been blurred. Roundabouts and backs, each other. There are no branches and leaves in the woody mountains. The trees are coiled around each other like giant arms.

The aura emitted by Mushan is unimaginable. It's a pity that Bai Yitong can't absorb the aura of the outside world at all. Otherwise, he would definitely stay here and practice well.

After being surprised by the rich aura of Mushan, Bai Yitong noticed that there was a wooden table on the inside of the stone gate. Looking at the material of the wooden table, it seems that it is made of local wood. Behind the wooden table, there sat a chubby monk in Tsing Yi.

Bai Yitong didn't dare to use his divine sense to probe the fat monk's cultivation. He only roughly measured the other party's aura, and estimated that his cultivation should be between the fourth and sixth layers of the Gathering Spirit.

"Gathering Spirits? should be fine......

Bai Yitong thought for a moment, and slowly moved along the mountain wall towards the inside of the Mushan Cave.

At the inner edge of the Mushan Cave, there are several piles of broken trees, which I think have just been cut down. The incision of the wooden segment was very flat, and Bai Yitong concluded that it must have been made by a sharp magic weapon. Among the five elements, the gold system is sharp. After all, these wood spirit mines, only gold-based magic weapons can be cut so easily and neatly.