Immortal Space

Xiaopeng had been in a deep sleep for more than ten years before waking up. After waking up, he first sent a message to Wang Hong that he was very hungry.

Wang Hong let it out, threw it a large piece of monster meat, and it swallowed it in two or three bites.

"Hungry! Very hungry! Going to starve to death!"

After Xiaopeng finished eating the meat, he still sent a message of extreme hunger to Wang Hong.

He threw several kinds of food to it, Xiaopeng took a few mouthfuls but stopped eating, but still expressed his hunger to Wang Hong.

Wang Hong didn't understand what this silly bird meant for a moment.

Xiaopeng rummaged through its storage bag for a while, found a elixir and ate it, and found a few second-order spiritual fruits from it to swallow.

Wang Hong looked at the things he ate, and he summed up some rules.

These kinds of things it eats are all foods with sufficient spiritual power, so it should be food that needs to replenish spiritual power.

Thinking of this, he brought Xiaopeng into the quiet room, and then opened the formation.

Only then did he take out a biling peach and hand it to Xiaopeng, who swallowed it in one gulp, and then looked at him eagerly.

Then Wang Hong fed it a few green peaches, and it swallowed them all in one gulp, but it still couldn't satisfy Xiaopeng's needs.

Wang Hong thought for a while, and picked a third-grade jade ginseng fruit from the space. The shape of this jade ginseng fruit is a little bit similar to ginseng, the color is like jade, and it exudes an attractive fragrance.

Cut this jade ginseng fruit into small pieces with a knife, fearing that if you eat too much in one bite, it will burst. The spiritual power contained in the third-order spiritual fruit is not comparable to that of ordinary spiritual things.

After cutting it, Wang Hong ate a small piece first. The jade ginseng fruit was fragrant, crisp, tender and without dregs. In the end, it all turned into a clear stream and flowed down his throat.

"Yeah! Delicious!"

Wang Hong sighed and threw another piece into his mouth before feeding it to Xiaopeng.

Then there is one person, one bird, you eat one piece and I eat one piece.

When Wang Hongcai ate one-third of the food, he felt the spiritual power surging in his body, which was difficult to control, and then he could only watch helplessly as Xiaopeng finished the rest.

After Xiaopeng finished eating the rest of the jade ginseng fruit, he asked Wang Hong to eat half of the jade ginseng fruit again. Finally, he no longer complained of hunger, but was a little depressed, so he fell asleep on a rock again.

Wang Hong put it into the spirit beast bag again, he suspected that Xiaopeng might be about to advance.

He has now read most of the books in the Zongmen Library, and knows a thing or two about the advancement of the Yaozu.

A large part of the reason for whether the Yaozu can advance depends on the level of their own blood, which are all innate.

As long as the bloodline is noble enough, after reaching a certain level, and replenishing enough spiritual power, one can advance naturally.

Relatively speaking, compared to the human race, it is much easier for the monster race to advance. If the human race does not have the corresponding pills to help, although they can also advance, they need to consume a lot of spiritual things.

Xiaopeng had reached the peak of the second order long ago, and his accumulation was strong enough, but he was only limited by his poor bloodline. Now he finally has the opportunity to break through the limit of his bloodline.

Now Wang Hong has eaten a lot of spiritual things, especially the third-order jade ginseng fruit, which has greatly helped him.

After another 20 days, Xiaopeng suddenly woke up. After releasing it, he felt that the surrounding spiritual energy gathered on Xiaopeng's body.

Quickly prepared a quiet room for Xiaopeng, placed it inside, and guarded the door to protect it.

Wang Hong felt that the spiritual energy around him was slowly gathering towards the quiet room behind him, and then the speed was getting faster and faster.

First, the spiritual energy in a radius of several feet around was affected, and then gradually spread outward, ten feet, one hundred feet, one mile, two mile, three mile...

At this time, if you look at it from a distance, you can see that the surrounding aura forms a vortex, and the center point is Xiaopeng's quiet room.

Such a big commotion in the camp had already alarmed the others.

Seeing this rare vision, the defending monks on the city wall were in shock.

"My God, look at what's going on here?" A young monk said in surprise.

A middle-aged man next to him was also watching at this time, "Junior brother, you are still too young. I was lucky enough to see this kind of vision once before. It should be that someone is attacking the alchemy realm."

"I don't know who is so lucky that he is about to form a golden core." The young man looked at the spiritual vortex in the distance and said enviously.

"That's right, as long as the alchemy is formed, you will officially enter the hall of high-level monks, and you can be regarded as the top small group of people in the world of cultivating immortals."

The middle-aged monk also sighed, you know, there are hundreds of thousands of monks in Qingxu Sect, but only dozens of Jindan elders.

Moreover, because Qingxu Sect is one of the six major sects, it has absorbed more talents and possessed more resources.

Whether it is the proportion of foundation building or the proportion of alchemy, they are relatively high in the world of cultivating immortals.

At this time, Gu Yuan and Sloppy Old Daoist were also alarmed and came out to watch the vision.

"Senior brother Chu, do you know who is forming the alchemy? Why do I feel that this vision of alchemy is a bit unusual?"

Gu Yuan frowned slightly, he had seen the vision of forming alchemy several times, but this time he always felt a little different, but he couldn't tell.

"Because this is not a human alchemy, of course it is different."

The sloppy old man smiled, he seemed to have guessed something.

"Ah! Not a human? Is this... a monster?" Gu Yuan was a little surprised.

"To be precise, it should be a spirit beast. From my perspective, the center of this spiritual vortex is the Dongzhou Commercial Bank's residence.

That boy Wang Hong happened to raise a demon bird, and it seemed that he had already reached the second-level high-grade. "

Sloppy Old Daoist and Wang Hong both have common hobbies, and they both look at each other more pleasingly, and sometimes they will cook some delicious food together, and he is quite familiar with Xiaopeng.

"I've seen the spirit beast he raises before. It's just an ordinary rock sand sculpture with average aptitude. It should be difficult to be promoted." Gu Yuan said a little doubtfully.

"I heard that some time ago he got more than a dozen copies of the soul essence of third-level monsters, and he must have used it on his stupid bird."

"It's a good thing he is willing to use more than a dozen third-level spiritual materials on such a spirit bird with ordinary aptitude."

"Materials must be used up to reflect their value." The sloppy old man appreciates this very much.

At this time, a phantom of a golden-winged roc appeared in the sky above the vortex of spiritual energy. With the gathering of spiritual energy, this phantom gradually condensed, and slowly became solid from illusion.

"It's lucky for him to have the blood of the Golden Winged Roc."

"Also, judging from the scope of its aura and the solidification of the golden-winged roc, this spiritual bird should have a deep foundation."

At this moment, the aura around the quiet room became more and more intense, and a layer of water mist had formed on Wang Hong who was sitting at the door.

Xiaopeng in the quiet room is enjoying the pain of spiritual energy filling his body at the moment.

Due to absorbing too much aura, cracks appeared everywhere in the body, and then slowly grew and healed.

Just like this over and over again, its muscles and bones are strengthened time after time.