After one day of practice, Lu Ye felt that the fatigue caused by days of practice was gone. It was time to head towards the third level of Lingxi!
He did not rush to take the elixir, but first used his spiritual power to locate the nineteenth orifice.
Now that he is in the second level of Lingxi, his spiritual power is much stronger than two months ago, so he is more comfortable locating the location of his spiritual orifice.
In less than a stick of incense, he found the location of the nineteenth orifice.
It was only then that he took out a spirit-accumulating pill and drank it, refining the power of the pill and guiding his spiritual power to attack the spiritual orifice barrier of the nineteen orifices.
Three days later, after spending nearly eleven pills of Yunling Pill, the nineteenth orifice was full.
This result is expected.
Before reaching the Lingxi realm, the frequency of his opening was about once every three days, which required the consumption of six spiritual pills.
After reaching the first level of Lingxi, the frequency of orifice opening has not changed much, but the amount of spiritual pills consumed per orifice opening has increased, about eight or nine pills.
Now that Lingxi has reached the second level, the consumption has increased again, reaching eleven pills. The time has not changed much. The main reason is that the cultivation level is high and the efficiency of refining the spirit pill has also increased.
From this point of view, the higher the level of cultivation, the more elixirs will be consumed to achieve enlightenment in the future.
He still has twenty elixirs left, and he should be able to open two more orifices.
Lu Ye calculated silently. If he calculated based on the frequency of one orifice in three days, and he opened 360 orifices, it would take a full thousand and eighty days!
This result made him secretly stunned. He didn't know how other monks practiced, but his cultivation speed should not be slow. But even so, it would take nearly three years to reach the ninth level of Lingxi.
For the next few days, Lu Ye stayed at home until the last elixir was exhausted and he walked out of the cave.
The result was similar to what he expected. The spiritual orifice was opened to twenty-one orifices but was not full.
If he wanted to practice to twenty-seven orifices, he would need at least nearly seventy spirit-acquiring pills. The only ore in his hand now was Yuanci ore, and other miscellaneous ores were sold to him in the previous two transactions.
Tianji Merchant Alliance.
This time, I had to sell two pieces of Yuan magnetic ore to buy back seventy elixirs.
Half a day later, Lu Ye walked into the Tianji Merchant Alliance. When he came out again, there were 81 spirit-accumulating pills and several spirit stones in his storage bag.
The slim figure stood at the window on the second floor of the Merchant Alliance, watching his leaving figure. The man hesitated for a long time, then sighed, stretched out his hand and touched the back of his hand, and a mark immediately appeared on the back of his hand.
, unlike the blue battlefield mark on the back of Lu Ye's hand, the mark on the woman's hand was yellow.
She spoke softly and spoke to the mark a few times, and the mark disappeared.
After having a cup of tea, she walked out of the business alliance and was greeted by acquaintances with a smile.
In Qingyun Mountain, Lu Ye ran towards the cave. He didn't know if it was his imagination or something else, but he had a strange feeling after leaving Qingyunfang City.
But he couldn't tell what was strange about it.
It wasn't until he made several large circles in the jungle that he suddenly noticed a figure appearing near him. However, before he could see it clearly, the figure disappeared.
Was he being targeted? Lu Ye suddenly became vigilant.
He was extremely careful every time he entered and exited the city, especially when he was returning. There were no accidents in the previous two times, but this time he was actually targeted by an unknown monk. This made him a little confused. He didn't know who was chasing him.
Did he come specifically to find you or did he meet by chance.
If it's the latter, that's fine. If it's the former, it's a little thought-provoking.
Fortunately, the opponent's speed was not very fast. With Lu Ye's full strength, it was difficult for the person to catch up with him. From this point of view, the opponent's cultivation level was not very high.
It is not difficult to understand that the cultivation level of the monks who can appear in the outer circle of the battlefield is not much higher.
Just as he was thinking this, spiritual power suddenly surged from behind, followed by a chill. Lu Ye turned his head and looked around, only to see an ice edge coming through the air, and he was right in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye.
Lu Ye was shocked, turned around in a hurry, drew his sword and slashed out. With the help of his spiritual power, the long sword broke through the ice edge, and a chill spread across Lu Ye's face.
Affected by the impact of the ice edge, Lu Ye's footing became unsteady and he couldn't help but staggered back a few steps. He rolled over and then regained his balance, feeling extremely embarrassed.
However, when he stood up, the attacker had already rushed forward. He was a man several years older than him, with a white face and no beard, and two fist-sized earrings hanging from his ears, which gave him a rather exotic flavor.
The weapon he held in his hand was like a sword, longer than an ordinary sword, but only half the width of a normal blade. It looked somewhat similar to the legendary Xiuchun Dao.
Just as Lu Ye stood up, the fair-skinned male Xiu slashed him with his sword.
In his haste, Lu Ye had no time to activate the sword blessed with sharp spiritual patterns, so he could only raise his sword to block it.
There was a clang and fire splashed everywhere. Lu Ye's mouth went numb, and the sword in his hand almost flew out. He was also dwarfed by the sword and almost fell to his knees.
"Oh?" The fair-skinned man looked a little surprised. Unexpectedly, Lu Ye actually blocked his prepared attack.
Just when he was surprised, the long sword in Lu Ye's hand blocked his weapon and stabbed him in the chest.
The fair-skinned man remained calm, and the sword shook slightly. Before Lu Ye could react to what happened, he felt a pain on his arm, and the force of the sword lost, and he was easily dodged by the opponent.
The sword thrust into the air, causing Lu Ye to lean forward, and a flash of sword light came into his eyes. Lu Ye felt chills all over his body, and felt the aura of death coming towards his face.
With a clang sound, the long knife struck Lu Ye's chest, but it didn't feel like it hit the flesh. Instead, Lu Ye flew away.
Looking at Lu Ye again, a layer of golden light shrouded his body. It was this layer of golden light that protected him and saved him from serious injury! But he realized that he was no match and hurriedly took out a defensive talisman and slapped it on his body.
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"Golden Talisman?" The fair man's eyes were a little red. It was not because he was jealous that Lu Ye had the magic talisman to use, but because this magic talisman should have been his trophy, but it was wasted by Lu Ye like this, which made him feel heartbroken.
However, he was sure from this that the information he got was correct. This casual cultivator at the second level of Lingxi was indeed rich in financial resources. Otherwise, there would be no magic talisman to use. You know, the value of any spiritual talisman is more than ten or twenty yuan.
Shi, low-level monks rarely use magic talismans in fights. Most people don't have much financial resources. At most, they only have one or two for emergency use.
Seeing the golden light covering Lu Ye's body, the fair-skinned man floated back a few feet, holding a knife in one hand and making a secret in the other. As the corner of his mouth raised a sneer, spiritual energy visible to the naked eye gathered on his fingertips.
This chapter has been completed!