He looked at An Lao next to him and said with a wry smile: "An Lao, what's going on?"
An Lao smiled and said: "It's normal!"
"Your Qinglong martial spirit is too high-level, too powerful, and it is a martial spirit that can be promoted! The most amazing thing is that in the Soul Condensing Realm, every time you upgrade, it will increase its level!"
"It's so magical, of course you have to pay a price!"
"So, every time your Qinglong martial spirit is promoted, it needs to swallow a lot of yuan stones!"
"When he was promoted from the ninth level of Huang level to the first level of Xuan level, think about how much he swallowed?"
"After entering the Xuan level, from the first level to the second level, the amount required is less, but that is only in relative terms, the absolute amount is actually very huge!"
"This time, he directly advanced to the second level of Xuan level instead of asking you for Yuan stones and devouring them before advancing. That is because of the accumulation of Yuan stones left behind before. It is also because he treats you as the master.
Trust enough.”
An Lao smiled and said: "Now, he is very hungry and needs to be replenished."
Chen Feng said: "What if he is not fed? What will happen?"
An Lao smiled slightly: "You don't want to know the consequences."
"If you don't feed it, the martial spirit won't even be able to fight!"
Chen Feng took a deep breath. The consequences were too serious.
Chen Feng was still a little reluctant and asked: "Then, besides Yuan Stone, what else can it swallow?"
"That's easy to say!" An Lao said with a smile: "You can give it some pills that contain a lot of spiritual energy. After swallowing it, it can directly improve its cultivation!"
"For example, I know a fifth-grade elixir. After swallowing this elixir, your strength should be able to directly increase from the second level of soul condensation to the fourth level of soul condensation."
"If you feed him about seventy or eighty pills like this, he will probably be full."
Chen Feng immediately said: "Stop it! Stop it!"
He glanced at An Lao angrily and said, "I might as well collect Yuan stones!"
Just kidding, the fifth-grade elixir is something he can’t even touch now!
An Lao laughed: "If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight! You kid, just accept it!"
"But," he continued, "an environment like this is also of great benefit to the Qinglong Martial Spirit. The longer he stays in this environment, he will be able to improve."
"So, if you can stay inside for a longer period of time, the Qinglong Martial Spirit may not need so many Yuan Stones so urgently."
"You have to know that he needs the Yuan Stone to absorb it and to strengthen himself."
"If you don't enter here, you will have to provide him with so many multi-stones for up to a month, but after entering here, you can have a grace period of one month."
Chen Feng nodded: "One month is enough!"
Sure enough, at this time, Qinglong Wuhun was already minding his own business and was hovering above, beginning to exhale spiritual energy.
Chen Feng also sat cross-legged and began to practice quietly!
Thirty days, not a single second can be wasted!
Not long after Chen Feng entered, a crowd of people outside came over and arrived at the door of Chen Feng's training room.
One of them was the burly man who was injured by Chen Feng's punch just now.
This sturdy man looked at another person. This person looked similar to him and was obviously his brother.
He said loudly: "Brother, the man who injured me just now is practicing here! Brother, you must vent your anger for me!"
The man he called his eldest brother sneered and said, "Don't worry, I won't make it easy for that little brat!"
As he spoke, he looked at another person in the team.
This person is a young man in white clothes. He has a straight figure, and his whole body is radiant and fierce.
It looks like an unsheathed sword!
He felt the big man's gaze and said calmly: "I owe you a favor, so I will repay your favor with a sword!"
The big man smiled and said: "Well, thank you very much, Mr. Linghu!"
He said somewhat flatteringly: "As long as Mr. Linghu draws his sword, there is absolutely no way he will survive!"
Master Linghu shook his head and looked indifferent. He just sat cross-legged on one side and began to meditate and practice!
The sturdy man and others discussed for a while and said: "Master Linghu, we will come back in a month."
Mr. Linghu waved his hands expressionlessly.
They left quickly, and Master Linghu sat cross-legged outside Chen Feng's training room, waiting for Chen Feng to come out.
From time to time, there were students from Kuezhan Academy who passed by here, and when they saw him, their faces showed shock.
"Isn't this Linghu Sword?"
"That's right, it's Linghu Jian, the man named after his sword! He is known as the best swordsman in Kuezhan Academy!"
"His swordsmanship is fierce, powerful, and extremely cunning, making it difficult for people to deal with it. Every time he can't even see his sword moves clearly, he will be killed directly by his sword!"
"What is he doing? It seems like he is waiting for the people in the training room to come out!"
"Haha, I guess he was trying to block people, fearing that the people in the training room would escape!"
"Now that everyone in the training room is dead, how can he be Linghu Jian's opponent? Linghu Jian is one of the top ten masters of Kuangzhan Academy!"
Many people even folded their arms and waited nearby as if they were watching a good show.
At this time, in the training room, Chen Feng was already immersed in training!
At this time, he was on the eighth floor, and his spiritual energy concentration was eight times that of the first floor, and it was more than 800 times higher than that outside Mad Battle Academy!
The aura is so rich that it almost condenses into substance.
Chen Feng felt that he seemed to be tightly wrapped in the spiritual liquid formed by spiritual energy. Every moment, a huge amount of heaven and earth energy poured into Chen Feng's dantian.
The operation of Chen Feng's Nine Yin and Nine Yang magical skills has almost never stopped.
And in his Dantian, it was like an endless pouring rain.
Above the ocean of Dantian, the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Divine Power Cyclones are the dark clouds hanging over it.
The heavy rain lingers for a long time, the true essence is dripping down, and the ocean of true essence is turbulent and rising!
The true energy that had not been melted in time before was also beginning to melt away and transformed into Chen Feng's own possession!
Chen Feng's cultivation speed reached an extreme, and his true energy grew almost explosively.
A spiritual energy concentration of eight does not mean that one can have a cultivation speed of eight.
In fact, most people simply cannot reach eight cultivation speeds. Even if they are on the eighth level, they can only reach four or five times the cultivation speed.
Even some people with poor qualifications can only achieve one or two times.
