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In the following days, when Zhang Dapang and others looked at Bai Xiaochun's thatched house, they all kept paying attention to each other. Since Bai Xiaochun's cultivation level broke through to the second level of Qi Condensation and went out to talk to himself, his practice in the house continued.

In the house, Bai Xiaochun wiped away the sweat from his forehead, was naked, and endured the severe pain and gritted his teeth to make the third picture.

The qi in his body is no longer a stream, but is about to become a small river. He wanders in his body. Every time he walks around the world, a cracking sound will be heard in his body. His originally round body has completely lost weight at this moment, even a little thinner than when he first came to the fire stove.

But there were waves of force, as if contained in his body. With the persistence of his practice, his thin body seemed to be beating slightly. Even if he listened carefully, he could faintly hear the pounding sound of his heart echoing in the house.

More and more spiritual pressures continued to condense in his body. This feeling of being powerful every moment gave Bai Xiaochun more motivation. Until several days passed, Bai Xiaochun's whole body suddenly stinged. This sting was much more severe than before, and he had to give up.

While gasping, Bai Xiaochun's eyes were covered with blood. He felt a strong feeling that his body seemed to be unable to hold on. Although he would constantly absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth from all over the world during his practice, he obviously could not follow the consumption of his body. The extra meals in the fire stove also depended on luck, not every day.

After all, others practice the Purple Qi Cauldron Control Art for a few days, and even if they are diligent, they can only be once a day at most. He is doing it day and night at all times. Not to mention that Zhang Dapang and others are shocked, even if the inner disciples of the sect know, they will be shocked.

But when he practiced to such an extent, Bai Xiaochun felt that it was still unsafe. He had always been keen on safe and safe, so he took out the once-refining spirit rice he had hidden, took it in his hand and looked it up, cooked it in an ordinary pot. As the spiritual energy spread out, he did not hesitate and swallowed it immediately.

The spiritual rice melted in his mouth, forming a rich spiritual energy, which was many times more than ordinary spiritual rice. It was not a powerful force at the same level. It rushed out in his body with a bang. Bai Xiaochun quickly practiced, put on the third picture, and adjusted his breathing.

In this way, one night half a month later, Bai Xiaochun's body shook suddenly. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly realized that his cultivation level had unknowingly broken through the second level of Qi Condensation and became the third level of Qi Condensation.

This change immediately made Bai Xiaochun ecstatic, and his eyes were filled with excitement and laughed. He looked at his body, and the qi in his body had completely transformed from a stream to a small river.

The river was wandering rapidly in his body, and the speed was too fast than before. Even if he had just one thought, the spiritual energy in his body would instantly wander to any position in his body as he wanted.

"The spiritual rice that refines spirits once on the third level of Qi Condensation is indeed extraordinary." Bai Xiaochun stood up, licked his lips, and wanted to make a few more spiritual rice that refines spirits, but he felt that the meridians in his body were a little swelling. He remembered the introduction in the bamboo book and knew that the body needed to adapt and that he should not continue to practice for a short time.

Then he suppressed his previous thoughts and walked around the room, looking confident, but he quickly paused and looked at the outer door along the window. Although it was late at night, he could vaguely see the big tree on the path outside the stove with the help of the moonlight.

"No, Xu Baocai's wooden sword seems a bit unusual. Even if he reaches the third level of Qi Condensation, it is still a bit unsafe." Bai Xiaochun frowned, thought for a moment, looked at the colorful wooden sword beside him, and then looked at the pot in the house.

"If you can refine the spirit twice, you may be more secure." Thinking of this, he immediately made a decision and walked out of the room to retrieve some spiritual woods from the fire stove.

After the preparations were completed, late at night, Bai Xiaochun stood next to the mysterious pot and lit the wood fire. After seeing a pattern lit up, he threw the wooden sword into the pot.

But after waiting for a long time this time, he still had no response. Bai Xiaochun frowned, looked at the patterns on the turtle pattern pot, and then looked at the wood fire below it that had turned into ashes. He pondered Shaoqing and went out to find some spiritual wood. But after a few times, no matter how the flames burned, the wooden sword never changed at all.

"These are all woods with one color fire. Could it be that the two-color fires with insufficient temperature and need higher heat?" Bai Xiaochun thought of this and walked out of the door and came back again, holding a piece of purple wood in his hand. There was not much left in this wood fire stove, and Bai Xiaochun only found one.

After ignite it under the pot, a flame immediately appears. This flame consists of two colors, which is a two-color fire that is much higher.

As soon as the two-color fire appeared, the second pattern on the turtle pattern pot was bright in an instant, while the two-color fire was quickly dimmed, as if all the firepower was suddenly removed. Soon, when the two-color fire was completely burned to ashes, the second spiritual pattern on the turtle pattern pot had already lit up.

"It's done" Bai Xiaochun's eyes lit up, and he quickly put the wooden sword in the pot. Suddenly, the silver light suddenly shone, and the time was several breaths longer than before.

It was getting darker, but suddenly, the silver light suddenly surged and headed straight for Bai Xiaochun. This change suddenly came. Bai Xiaochun didn't have time to react. A flash of indescribable ice cold in front of him instantly melted into Bai Xiaochun's body like ice. He was shocked to find that he could not stop it at all, and watched the ice cold twitch hard in his body.

His face was immediately pale, and when his eyes were blurred, it seemed that something was inside his body, and it was sucked out once and merged into the turtle-patterned pot.

It was not until this time that the silver light disappeared, and a wooden sword that was sharper than before, even made people feel the stinging eyes when they looked at it suddenly appeared in the pot.

Although this sword still looks colorful and tattered, the wood grains inside it have changed. If you wipe off the paint, you can clearly see the stars radiating from the patterns. This sword has completely fundamentally changed.

Almost at the same time as the wooden sword appeared, there were thunder rumbles in the sky on the south bank of Lingxi Sect, as if a roar of the sky was heard, shaking countless cultivators of Lingxi Sect. Fortunately, the thunder came quickly and went quickly.

As the thunder echoed, a second silver pattern appeared on the body of the wooden sword, flashing for a few consecutive times, then it dimmed and disappeared under the smeared variegated colors.

Bai Xiaochun didn't bother to look at Mu Jian, and took a few steps back with a gloomy face. His body was shaking. It took him a long time to recover. The feeling of that moment made him feel scared when he remembered it.

"What did you pull out of my body?" His eyes fell on the bronze mirror hanging on the wall in a nervous state. After a subconscious look, he rubbed his eyes and looked carefully. He gradually became as stupid as a wooden chicken.

In the mirror, there was a white hair in the ends of his forehead. Although his appearance had not changed, he seemed to be one year older no matter how he looked.

"Life life" Bai Xiaochun murmured in a daze.

"What is missing just now is my life span, I and me." He wanted to cry without tears. The purpose of his practice was to live forever, but now he has not yet obtained the life span, but he has lost one year of life span. This is a huge blow to him.

"I lost money and didn't expect that I, Bai Xiaochun, have been safe for half my life, and there were times when I was in trouble." He sat there blankly, smiling bitterly. After calming down, he looked up at the turtle-patterned pot, but his eyes slowly showed a strange feeling. He felt that after the life span was sucked away, he had some connection with the turtle-patterned pot, as if he could control it.

He moved his heart and raised his right hand and pointed at the pot.

Immediately, the turtle-patterned pot flashed, and it shrank in an instant, heading straight for Bai Xiaochun, and disappeared into his fingertips in the blink of an eye. Bai Xiaochun was stunned, stood up and took a few steps back, looked down at his fingers, and then looked at the Kongkonghuo stove.

"This" He pointed his right hand at the ground again, and the black light shone. With a bang, the pot appeared again.

Bai Xiaochun tried several times in a row, and his expression was gloomy and sunny, with joy and melancholy, and finally sighed.

"Although you can get into your body at this moment, the price is one year's life, and you will still lose money no matter how you think about it."

The next afternoon, when Bai Xiaochun was thinking about what to do to make up for his sucked life span, he suddenly checked and looked up suddenly, feeling seven or eight figures galloping out of the stove.

Bai Xiaochun couldn't notice it when the first layer of Qi Condensation was formed, but now the third layer of Qi Condensation, he immediately felt that among the seven or eight figures, the person in charge was Xu Baocai.

At the same time, Xu Baocai's voice suddenly came with resentment.

"Bai Xiaochun, you have a senior brother to guard it, and I, Xu Baocai, have it. Today, the grudge between you and me is about to be broken."

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