Shen Lang never wanted to think too much about problems that he couldn't figure out. He just searched for spiritual herbs in the original way. Another hour passed. By this time, Shen Lang had already found twenty-three spiritual herbs and killed dozens of magical beasts.
However, even so, Shen Lang was tireless. The proud demon body gave him a very strong physique. However, in the continuous battles, most of the pure Yang Qi in Shen Lang's body had been consumed.
Without zhenqi, the combat effectiveness will undoubtedly be greatly reduced. And it is undoubtedly unwise to practice meditation in a forest full of dangers.
"Are we just going back like this?" Shen Lang looked at the spiritual grass in the Qiankun bag and felt that the fairy sword was still trembling, feeling quite unwilling to do so.
After thinking seriously for a long time, Shen Lang seemed to suddenly think of something, slapped his forehead and said, "I'm really stupid."
Shen Lang picked a total of twenty-three Longyang grasses. According to Shen Lang's original idea, he planned to sell the magic crystals and even the Longyang grasses together, and then buy other spiritual grasses and refine a few spirit-nourishing pills for consumption.
But if you think about it seriously, the Spirit-Nursing Pill is for ordinary monks. It has the effect of replenishing the true energy and helping people make breakthroughs. But Shen Lang is practicing Pure Yang Immortal Jue now and uses pure Yang True Qi, so why should he take the Spirit-Nursing Pill?
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"Dragon Yang Grass is the most yang-rich among the first-order spiritual grasses. The fairy sword with spiritual wisdom guided me to only look for Long Yang Grass..." A simple detail made Shen Lang think a lot, and he looked around cautiously.
After confirming that no one was around, he directly summoned a bunch of real fire.
The red and white flames danced gently, completely wrapping a Longyang grass in it. A moment later, under the control of Shen Lang's precise soul power, a drop of pure golden medicine was bred from the true fire. Shen Langhao
Without hesitation, he swallowed the medicine in one gulp.
Buzz...
The pure medicinal power exploded in Shen Lang's body. The medicinal power was so strong that it was far beyond what a human could bear. Shen Lang felt as if there was a fire burning in his belly. He quickly gritted his teeth and used pure Yang Qi to drive the medicinal power.
Zhou Tian. Not long after, the ferocious medicinal power was refined and turned into wisps of pure Yang Qi.
"As expected!" At this time, Shen Lang's Dantian was filled with spiritual energy again, and his cultivation level also improved slightly. "The medicinal power of this Longyang grass is equivalent to a spiritual nourishing pill for me.
Already."
The medicinal power of spiritual materials is fierce, either as strong as Yang, or as cold as ice, with different properties. It is difficult for ordinary monks to withstand that kind of medicinal power, so it is necessary to make elixirs and use several different elixirs to neutralize each other.
Let the originally violent medicinal power become mellow.
But in the process of neutralizing the medicinal power, a large amount of medicinal power is actually wasted. For example, to refine this medicinal pill, seven kinds of spiritual herbs are needed. Among the seven kinds of spiritual herbs, only the pregnant spirit pill is used.
The grass is the main medicine, and the other six herbs are only auxiliary medicines, which exist to neutralize the violent medicinal power of the pregnant spirit grass itself.
In short, the refining cost of a spiritual nourishing pill is as high as three hundred spiritual stones, and it can be sold for fifteen hundred spiritual stones. In fact, the real medicinal power contained in it is the medicinal power of a pregnant spirit grass.
However, Shen Lang's Pure Yang Immortal Skill can directly withstand the medicinal power of a Longyang Grass. This means that he has saved several times the cost of growth than ordinary people.
Afterwards, Shen Lang directly refined the remaining Longyang Grass together, and tentatively took another drop of the spirit liquid. He felt that the pure Yang Qi in his Dantian had become denser again, and his cultivation level had improved a little.
It is common sense that medicines are three-thirds poisonous and should not be taken too much. Even if it is a spiritual-nourishing pill with mild medicinal power, the continuous accumulation of medicinal power in a short period of time is enough to kill a person. Therefore, in order not to damage the root, most monks also
In order to lay a solid foundation, there needs to be an interval of three months between taking each pill that increases cultivation.
But after Shen Lang took two drops of spiritual liquid in succession, he didn't feel anything abnormal. Then he took eight more drops of spiritual liquid one after another, and then he felt a dull swelling and pain in his Dantian, which seemed to have reached its limit. And his cultivation
Because, he has already reached the peak of the first level of Qi refining.
"You are truly worthy of being an Immortal. Not only is he domineering in power, but he is also so domineering in practice." Shen Lang secretly marveled: "But the pure Yang Qi is too pure. After taking so many spiritual liquids, there is no trace of it."
Breaking through to the second level! But it doesn’t matter, the realm is empty, strength is the last word.”
It is equivalent to the power of ten spirit-nourishing pills. If others take it, they will probably reach the fourth level of Qi refining or above! But Shen Lang's true energy is too pure, and its power is several times more powerful than ordinary people. Breakthrough
The difficulty is naturally several times more difficult than ordinary people.
Of course, Pure Yang Immortal Jue is still very overbearing. At least others would not dare to take so many pills in the same day like Shen Lang did.
While he was secretly feeling proud, Shen Lang suddenly frowned again, "Someone is coming!"
After collecting the real fire, Shen Lang even hid in the deep bushes. At this time, he saw a woman flying over the jungle with a flying sword. The woman was wearing a lavender standard robe, with a unique embroidery on the chest.
The symbol of Lingyun Sect, her fair and beautiful face is as cool and noble as Xia Qianjie.
"Xue Linglan, I didn't expect to meet again so soon." Even though he was used to the wind and rain, Shen Lang's heart was still very complicated when he met his former lover again.
But that trace of complicated emotions was forcibly suppressed by Shen Lang in an instant, because at this time, the fairy sword in his body was faintly trembling again.
"Let's do it!" Shen Lang no longer looked at the small black figure retreating in the sky, but his heart was burning with raging flames. With the help of Chunyang Xianjue's domineering skills, as long as he got enough spiritual materials
, it won’t take long for him to reach the true spiritual realm! Isn’t he still inferior to a Xue Ling Lan?
Shen Lang is extremely confident about his own rise.
The trembling of the fairy sword continued to guide Shen Lang in the direction, but this time the frequency of the trembling of the fairy sword was several times faster. It seemed that a certain treasure in front had more yang energy and was far more valuable than the Longyang Grass.
But Shen Lang didn't know that meeting Xue Linglan this time was no accident. Several disciples of the Lingyun Sect were performing secret missions nearby, and the direction he was going happened to be the direction of those Lingyun Sect disciples...
Ten miles away, Li Qingshu and Zhao Dejing were walking side by side, and their relationship seemed to be extremely good. Behind them, there were three disciples who also had the eighth level of Qi Refining. Those disciples shrugged, wondering what they were thinking.
"The Ghost Sect of the Western Regions has reappeared in the world, but what does this have to do with our Lingyun Sect? It's true that the real leader has sent most of the elites to the Immortal Demon Forest to investigate, even those of us monks who have not yet reached the True Spirit Realm.
Then suffer disaster." Li Qingshu shook his head helplessly, feeling obviously unhappy.
"You can't say that. The people of Guiming Sect are extremely evil and their techniques are extremely sinister. They are the formidable enemies of our decent sect. What's more, this time, it's not only our Lingyun Sect who has contributed, the Qingyun Sect and Yunlan Sect have also sent out
Several powerful people in the Golden Core Realm, and even great practitioners in the Kongming Realm came out." Zhao Dejing shook his head.
"Senior brother, can you really not see through it? The worst teams in other teams have masters above the True Spirit Realm or above, but what about us? All of our teams are in the Qi Refining Realm." Li Qingshu didn't say it clearly, but he used sound transmission to enter the secret.
The art of.
Zhao Dejing was silent, but sighed. He was not stupid, how could he really not see through it? They chased Shen Lang that night, but in the end they failed to get the real fire. Although the real fire was finally concealed, but
Taoist Cangjie was obviously wary of them.
If not, how could such a thankless job fall on both of them at the same time? The other teams have experts in charge, but their team is a group of weak Qi Refining Realm...
To put it bluntly, Taoist Cangjie was deliberately targeting them.
"It's all Shen Lang's fault! That bastard would rather die than hand over the real fire." Li Qingshu did not dare to hate Taoist Cang Jie, but transferred all his hatred to Shen Lang.
But at this moment, Li Qingshu, who was flying slowly with his sword, suddenly caught a glimpse of a very familiar figure in the jungle below. His pupils suddenly shrank, and his face was full of shock.
"Shen Lang! How could he not be dead!" Li Qingshu couldn't come to his senses, and countless thoughts came to his mind in an instant."