Ye Qingqiao was the first to climb into the cave, and the ghost crawled behind her.

The walls of the cave are slippery and narrow, and the oni is slightly fat, so he occasionally needs to tuck his stomach as he crawls, otherwise he will get stuck in the hole. After crawling for about a quarter of an hour, they came to a wide cavern, and when they stood up and looked at the cave, their mouths opened wide in astonishment.

The walls of the surrounding caves are embedded with black gold stones, large and small, some are as big as basins, and this cave is about three zhang high, about four zhang wide, and about five zhang long.

The ghost said in a hoarse voice, "Girl, what are we going to do with so many black gold stones?"

Ye Qingqiao said calmly: "Let's dig a cave here, and I will cultivate here in the future." ”

The ghost responded, and he and Ye Qingqiao chiseled three rooms in this cave, one was Ye Qingqiao's room, one was the alchemy refining room, and the other was the ghost's room.

Although this black gold stone cave is very hidden, in order to prevent it, Ye Qingqiao still placed a seal at the entrance of the cave.

Ye Qingqiao returned to the cave and saw the ghost sitting on the ground holding a piece of black gold stone in a daze, looking very lonely.

Ye Qingqiao understood why the ghost was so depressed, the family was gone, the cultivation was abolished, and the spiritual root was cut off, he no longer had any thoughts in this world, and he lived like a walking corpse.

She sighed lightly and said to the ghost, "Ghost, I know there is an elixir that can reshape your spiritual root. ”

When the ghost heard this, he was stunned, there was still such an elixir? He looked at Ye Qingqiao in surprise, "Girl, is there really such an elixir?"

"Yes, this elixir is called Linggen Dan, and I have seen the Dan Fang in the book. Ye Qingqiao recalled that when she was in Qingcang Mountain, she turned to Feng Ling's book "Dan Dao", and there was a Dan prescription of Linggen Dan on it.

Although the ghost was happy, he knew that these high-level pills were difficult to refine, not only because the materials were difficult to find, but also because there were too few alchemists, not to mention that now in the sea of unvained suffering, where to find alchemists?

Ye Qingqiao thought seriously for a while, and said to the ghost: "This spirit root pill is not of a very high grade, it is only a first-grade and third-order pill, and I can help you refine it now." ”

The ghost was stunned, Miss Ye was still an alchemist? He was so excited that he burst into tears, his spiritual root was saved, and he could continue to cultivate again

Ye Qingqiao looked at the old tearful ghost, although he couldn't bear to hit him, he still reminded him: "Although the grade of the Linggen Pill is not high, the materials for refining are very rare, and one of the medicines is a poppy, which only grows on the Dragon Mountain of the Demon Realm, but I heard that it was extinct thousands of years ago, and no one can pick it anymore." There is also a medicine that is the Soul Forgetting Grass, which can be found in your ghost world, but you are now"

Yes, I can't even get out of the sea of unvain suffering now, how can I find the Soul Forgetting Grass? Not to mention the poppy, the girl said that this herb is extinct, so how can I find it? The ghost's face turned bitter, and his hopes were dashed again.

Ye Qingqiao sighed and said: "I have a bottle of spiritual root water here, drinking it can give birth to pseudo spiritual roots, although it is a pseudo spiritual root, but it can also be practiced and increased, but"

"It's just that you can't get married, and you can't go further on the path of cultivating immortals...... "The ghost added. Later, he thought about it for a while and continued: "Girl, the pseudo-spiritual root is the pseudo-spiritual root, you can continue to cultivate after all, this is already a great creation." After speaking, the ghost knelt down towards Ye Qingqiao, bowed to her sincerely, and thanked her for her reconstruction.

Ye Qingqiao took out the spirit root water from the bag of all things and handed it to the ghost, while saying, "If you can get the poppy in the future, I will help you refine the spirit root pill." ”

The ghost once again thanked Ye Qingqiao for his kindness, and secretly swore that in the future, he would take the girl's head and never betray him.

Ye Qingqiao didn't know that her kindness to the ghost this time would bring her rich rewards in the days to come.

The ghost took the spiritual root water and returned to his room.

Ye Qingqiao took out the black gold stone that Doudou gave her, put it in the palm of his hand, and then began to cultivate.

She slowly ran the true qi on her body, running in the twelve meridians, and after running for two big weeks, she came to the second vein of Rendu, at this time, the circulation speed of the true qi began to accelerate, twice as fast as before, and the skin of the black gold stone in her palm began to crack, revealing a turquoise spar body, crystal clear, emitting a green glow in the dark, and the aura in the spar body bubbled to Ye Qingqiao's palm, and these spiritual qi were like a rushing stream, flowing continuously to Ye Qingqiao's dantian. The Yuan Dan in the dantian grew stronger under the abundant spiritual energy, and the Qiankun Jade emitted a scorching white light under the yellow light of the Yuan Dan.

Ye Qingqiao looked at her dantian inwardly, the Yuan Dan was a circle bigger than the last advance, and there were two small balls of light in the Yuan Dan, red and white, constantly rotating around the Yuan Dan, she already understood that it was the germ of her Fire Spirit Root and Water Spirit Root.

The spar body in Ye Qingqiao's hand was slowly getting smaller until it finally disappeared. She slowly opened her eyes, this cultivation took a total of three days and three nights, she felt that her body was now full of vigorous strength, and she stood up refreshed.

Ye Qingqiao got out of the Black Gold Stone Cave, climbed up a big rock, found a flat place to lie down, and then took out a pot of green plum wine brewed by the red flute from the bag of everything, and drank it on the spout.

She was in this deep sea of unjustified suffering, looking at the sea level as far as the sky, and the rough seabed may be more peaceful than the troubled world.

At first, of course she resented, she didn't understand why Feng Ling threw her into such an environment, full of darkness and loneliness, and had to go through so many ruthless killings, not to mention that she had just experienced another failed relationship, and her mood was depressed to the extreme, she was almost about to collapse, but in the end she persevered.

Now, her mood has gradually calmed down, and she has gradually adapted to this kind of cultivation life in the bottom of the sea, not to mention that she has also found so many black gold stones, and the cultivation speed is more than twenty times that of the past.

Feng Ling said that her cultivation was forcibly improved, and her foundation was not stable, so she needed to precipitate and comprehend, and the best way was to keep fighting, and now she had become a female demon at the bottom of this unwarranted sea, thinking of this, Ye Qingqiao smiled helplessly.

Ye Qingqiao continued to pour wine into her mouth, why was it gone? She shook the wine jug, and it turned out that a pot of green plum wine was all gone. When he is half drunk and half awake, he dances by himself, and sits alone and groans even more. She raised her slightly drunken eyes and slowly pulled out the Fengming Knife.

On the dark bottom of the sea, a green coat flew up, the clothes fluttered, and a sword light glimpsed, waving layers of sea waves. Sometimes like a dragon shuttling, walking in all directions, sometimes light as a swallow, jumping up. When the dance is in the heart, I take out a pot of peach blossom brew and drink it all, the wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk, I want to dance this innocent feeling......

The peach blossoms along the way bloom in turn, the customs along the way are charming, the blood flows all the way is like water, and the white bones are like mountains all the way. All the way to the sword light, all the way to the sword shadow, all the way to the blood and tears......

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