Chapter 573 Ten years in this world, one day in the outside world
An hour later, Fang Chen opened his eyes and the aura on his body had gradually calmed down.
Compared with the previous one, the spiritual power has been increased by at least three times.
This means that Fang Chen will be able to use the third sword of the Supreme Sword of the Eight Desolate Immortals and Seizing the Immortals, which will be easier than before.
"When I am promoted to the Great Perfection of Foundation Building, or the early stage of the Golden Elixir, the third sword should be picked up at will without losing my life."
"Criminal, how do you feel?"
The white paper man asked softly.
"How does it feel? It's never been better."
Fang Chen smiled and sighed in his heart.
Then he looked at the jade slip again.
Although the jade slip only gave the foundation building chapter this time, Fang Chen vaguely felt that the Golden Pill and the subsequent chapter of the Nascent Soul Chapter were also included.
After thinking about it, Fang Chen still put the jade slip back into the drawer and did not choose to carry it with him.
This thing is too precious and cannot be misunderstood. Even if the stone bead is stolen, the other party will not be able to open the Three Thousand Dao Realm, let alone come here.
He opened the other drawers and looked at them. Each drawer was empty, which means that the Taoist priest inside had long been lost.
"If possible, I will retrieve the three thousand Taoist sects one by one and return the things to the original owner."
Fang Chen whispered to himself softly.
When the black and white paper people heard this, their eyes flashed a little. How difficult is this? At least even their former master, Tianyi Daozun, could not do it.
Nowadays, some Taoist priests may be a sect ancestor or an immortal king-level powerful man.
It is probably a little harder to get back to the Taoist throne from their hands than to ascend to the fairy world...
Next, the three of them walked around here again. Except for this Taoist palace, there was a vast white area around them.
The black and white paper man tried to fly into the clouds and mist, but he couldn't fly at the end, so he could only choose to turn back.
"Forget it, let's go out first."
Fang Chen smiled bitterly.
This Three Thousand Dao Realm may only be the Taoist palace in front of you, and there may be other secrets, at least the three of them cannot find it now.
The black and white paper man nodded slightly. This place was too magical. I will come to explore again later.
One hour later, the three of them were still standing in front of the Taoist Palace gate, looking up at the sky.
"Are we unable to get out..."
Fang Chen was silent for a while and spoke slowly.
The white paper man shook his head gently: "I don't know, maybe there is any mechanism?"
The black paper man frowned and pondered: "Does someone need to inject spiritual power into the stone bead again?"
"I just tried it, it seems nothing strange, and the spirit stones on my body are not enough to do it again."
Fang Chen looked at the stone bead in his hand and frowned and thoughtful.
He tried to inject spiritual power, but Shizhu didn't send the three of them out, and there was no movement at all.
"Look for it again, maybe the way to leave is in the Taoist Palace."
The white paper man suggested.
Fang Chen and the black paper man nodded slightly and turned back to the Taoist Palace to find a way to leave.
Three days later.
Fang Chen's expression became more and more serious. He found that no matter how the three of them looked for, they could not find a way to leave here.
Could it be that he will be trapped here for the rest of his life?
"Xiao Zhou, how should I leave here?"
Fang Chen finally put his hope on Zhou Tian’s lesson.
"Brother... do you still have some medium-grade spirit stones left?"
Zhou Tian asked back.
"How much do you want?"
Fang Chen's eyes moved slightly.
"Originally, the medium-grade spirit stones you have left are not enough. I answered this question, but I have accumulated some myself a few years ago. After calculating, it is barely enough."
Zhou Tianzhi sighed.
"Old guy, I feel like you are taking advantage of the situation."
The little sword's voice was suspicious.
"Junior, if I want to take advantage of the situation and rob it before, why wait until my brother has only a hundred medium-grade spirit stones left?"
A question from Zhou Tian’s lesson.
"I've given it to you."
Fang Chen thought about it and threw all the remaining medium-grade spirit stones to Zhou Tianzhi.
The black and white paper people knew that the booklet in front of them might be a magic weapon, and when they found that the booklet was absorbing medium-grade spirit stones, they were inevitably a little surprised.
Another thing similar to a stone bead?
Not long after, the medium-grade spirit stone was absorbed by Zhou Tian Ji, and it said very simply:
"Brother, you can leave the Three Thousand Dao Realm without any method. You can just wait for ten years."
"ten years?"
Fang Chen's expression was a little strange. Although it was said that ten years would not last long, if you really had to stay here for ten years, wouldn't the plan of the Blood Spirit Sect in Cang Dao Mansion be successful?
"In this world, one day outside, brother, this thing is much more useful than that junior.
Although it eats too much, it gives you time. With these ten years, with the feather spirit pill, I think I can be promoted to the Great Perfection of Foundation Building, right?"
The lesson of Zhoutian continues to do the Tao.
Fang Chen was a little shocked.
Ten years in this world, one day outside?
The Three Thousand Dao Realms are so magical?
"Xiao Zhou, I'll come in next time. Could it be that I need to give it hundreds of thousands of low-grade spirit stones and some medium-grade spirit stones again?"
Fang Chen's expression was a little solemn.
If this is true, he would have to take out the jade slip for passing on the merits.
"It's not that, this time it's mainly because it's like me, and it's because it hasn't been injected with spiritual power for many years, so it's so harsh."
Zhou Tian Zhijian said: "According to my estimate, it is only 500 medium-grade spirit stones to come in once, but it is not too many."
"Five hundred medium-grade spirit stones..."
Fang Chen looked strange, isn't that much?
He killed Yu Donglai and his men. These people were all powerful people from the Innate Dao Sect. Yu Donglai was even in the fusion stage and was the top of the middle third level. The combined middle-grade spirit stones on several people were only 200...
…
It’s just five hundred medium-grade spirit stones, which can be exchanged for ten years, and it’s a good idea to think about it carefully.
"Xiaobai, Xiaohei, we may have to stay here for some time."
Fang Chen looked at the black and white paper man.
"The prince, the Tao Palace has a strong spiritual power. If you have to stay for a while, it will be very beneficial to practice in it."
The white paper man looked moved.
The Taoist Palace has strong spiritual power?
etc……
Fang Chen suddenly had a guess in his heart that the rich spiritual power in the Taoist palace was not the spirit stones he injected before, right?
In the next half a year, Fang Chen practiced in the Taoist Palace, and his cultivation level increased by a thousand per swallowing a feather spirit pill.
In just half a year, his realm reached the peak of the middle stage of foundation building and he could start to break through the late stage of foundation building.
The feather spirit pill consumed six, and there were still fifty-four left.
Zhou Tianzhijian said that the value of these sixty feather spirit pills is far more than 200 medium-grade spirit stones, which is indeed true.
Its medicinal power is powerful, and it takes a whole month to digest the medicinal power.
"Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, I have digested it!"
The little sword suddenly broke out of his body and circled around Fang Chen excitedly.
The black and white paper man sat cross-legged nearby. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but open his eyes and looked at the little sword curiously.
In the past six months, Fang Chen's cultivation has not only improved, but his sword body has also been slowly increasing.
Now the little sword is one step closer to the fifth level.
Fang Chen smiled. He had four Xuan-level magic weapons left in his hand, one of which was the top-grade Xuan-level, and had three Taoist seals.
One piece is a middle-grade Xuan level with two Taoist seals.
The two are the lowest grades of Xuan level, each with a Taoist seal.
He threw the two Xuan-level low-grade magic weapons to Xiaojian. Xiaojian was very excited when he saw this and immediately swallowed them. As a result, he became fat again and returned to Fang Chen's body to digest.
"Yes, the time given by the Three Thousand Dao Realm is not only able to practice, but also let the little sword complete the digestion process."
Fang Chen suddenly felt that the ten years were too timely.
Otherwise, the small sword cannot be used during the digestive process, which is always a hidden danger.