Immortal Space

It took the two of them two days to finally reach their destination. There were only a few corpses of Yao Zeng left on the ground, and a few immature Seven Star Mushrooms.

Wang Hong dug up two seedlings and put them away, so he had to cultivate them himself.

"Brother, we have to be inspected when we leave the secret realm. Picking seedlings in violation of the regulations will be punished severely, and may even abolish your cultivation. Would you like me to help you out?"

Wang Hong glanced at him, wondering: "Do you still have a way to hide from the spiritual consciousness check of the Golden Core cultivator? This is not like you."

In the past few days, other than swordsmanship, I have never seen him have any other means.

The sword he used was only a high-grade magical weapon, and as a genius disciple of the Taihao Sect, he didn't even have a spiritual weapon on him.

If he followed his thinking, he wanted to buy a whole set of spiritual weapons for Wang Yi. It would be best to equip them with spiritual weapons from head to toe, and to carry a flying sword of spiritual weapon level.

When encountering an enemy, smash it with a bunch of talismans first, and if the enemy is not dead, then smash it with another pile of talismans.

Wang Yi was a little embarrassed and said: "Of course I don't have the means. Anyway, I practice quickly. Even if the most serious abolition of my cultivation base, I will recover in a few years."

"Snapped!"

Wang Hong slapped him on the back of the head.

"Is this how Tianlinggen is used? Tianlinggen is the darling of the heavens. If you want to step up to the pinnacle of this world in the future, can you mess around like this and miss your own future?"

"Why hit me again?" Wang Yi said, rubbing the back of his head.

These days, Wang Hong always finds an excuse that he wants to compete with him, to see his power to break through ten thousand spells with one sword.

Then he was defeated by Wang Hong in various tricks, and Wang Hong also called him to show him various methods in the world of cultivating immortals.

It made Wang Yi extremely depressed. In fact, he has many sword moves that are sure to kill people, and it is impossible for him to use them in the competition. Therefore, although he loses every time, he has never been convinced.

"I haven't asked you yet. You have a heavenly spirit root and don't need a foundation building pill. What are you doing here? Don't you know how dangerous it is?"

Wang Hong got angry when he thought of this. If he hadn't arrived in time this time, he couldn't imagine what the consequences would be.

"I just came here to learn more." Seeing that Wang Hongyang was about to hit him again, he was so frightened that he ran away with his head in his arms, and quickly slipped aside.

After a while of reprimanding, Wang Hong picked up the corpses of monsters on the ground, threw them into the space and fed them to the hunting monster tree.

The pig demon tree has been fed with flesh and blood, and its growth rate in the space is much faster, but it has not yet begun to bear fruit.

After tidying up the corpses of the monsters, the two casually found a big rock and sat down.

"I left a good thing for you, and I promise you never eat it."

As he spoke, Wang Hong took out two sections of lotus root that were as white as jade, and a tempting fragrance wafted from them.

It was the lotus root of Moyu Linglian. He kept it and didn't eat it. He wanted to eat it with Wang Yi when he found Wang Yi.

The two of them sat on a stone, and each of them hugged a joint and ate it. This kind of lotus root was extremely crisp. There is a slight swelling and pain.

While eating, Wang Hong worked his exercises, guiding the spiritual power to flow throughout his body, and only halfway through eating, he found that his realm was about to break through again.

Quickly ate the remaining half of the festival with a few mouthfuls, and concentrated on practicing the exercises.

This section of the lotus root turned into majestic spiritual power in his body, the spiritual power vortex in his dantian turned quickly, and the spiritual power transformed by the lotus root slowly merged into it and gradually grew bigger.

After three hours, he finally absorbed all the spiritual power, and his cultivation level went up another level, reaching the ninth level of Qi training.

Wang Hong slowly opened his eyes and found that Wang Yi was sitting next to him with an ugly expression, as if he was constipated.

"What's wrong with you, diarrhea? Constipation?"

"Brother! What kind of lotus root are you, with such huge spiritual power. I only took a few bites, and I feel that the foundation is about to be completed when the realm rises."

Wang Yi said nervously, there is an ancient formation in this secret realm, and as long as the strength reaches the foundation establishment, it will be attacked.

This is also the reason why there are no high-level monsters in the secret realm despite the strong aura and after such a long time.

Wang Hong glanced with his spiritual sense, and sure enough, the spiritual power in Wang Yi's body was surging, and he would succeed in building the foundation at any time.

Wang Hong didn't expect that he accidentally made a big mistake, and he was anxious, and suddenly he thought of something.

He took out a white crystal fruit and handed it to Wang Yi, but he remembered that the first time he ate a white crystal fruit, he even dropped a level.

"You eat this and try."

Wang Yi took Bai Jingguo half-believingly, and now only dead horses are used as living horse doctors.

After Wang Yi ate the white crystal fruit, every time the spiritual power in the body circulated, the spiritual power would be refined and condensed, and the total amount would decrease, as if it had been condensed.

After running a few times, the effect of the white crystal fruit gradually weakened until it disappeared, and Wang Yi felt a little more relaxed.

"It is useful, but there is only one, and it can only last for two or three days."

Once a cultivator of Tianlinggen enters the Qi training period, a vortex of spiritual power will form in his dantian. Even if he does not practice, his body will absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on his own, and his cultivation base will automatically increase slowly.

This is the advantage of aptitude, like Wang Hong's four spirit roots, who practice day and night, are not as fast as others' Tianlinggen to absorb Qi independently. Moreover, various bottlenecks will be encountered during the training process.

Generally, if there is no special opportunity for a monk with four spiritual roots, he will be able to reach the middle stage of Qi training after practicing for a lifetime at most.

Hearing that Wang Yi said it was useful, Wang Hong was completely relieved, because Bai Jingguo still had a lot in his space.

He directly packed dozens of them in a storage bag and handed them out. Wang Yi took them over and probed in with his divine sense, with a look of surprise on his face.

He had been worrying about Wang Hong's poor life before. After all, he had no background and qualifications, so it was too difficult to survive in the world of cultivating immortals.

But this encounter changed him greatly. It turned out that his brother actually possessed great strength, and he was deeply shocked by beheading four monks at that time.

And through these few days of contact,

It was discovered that Wang Hong's net worth was extremely rich, far exceeding that of ordinary monks, and also far surpassing him.

Although he was accepted as a disciple by the Golden Core cultivator, he is not the only disciple of his master, and the master also has his own direct blood relatives.

So there are not many resources he can get, and he has no other means to earn spirit stones because he is devoted to training.

"Brother! Do you often kill people and seize treasures? Are all treasure-hunting monks so rich?"

"Nonsense! Your brother and I are so righteous, eager to be righteous, happy to help others, and an example in the cultivation world. How could I do the business of killing people and seizing treasures?"

Wang Hong was serious, and said with righteousness and sternness.

"Little brother, there is such a saying in the cultivation world, have you heard of it?" Wang Hong asked mysteriously.

"What words?"

"Ten robbers are not as good as one seller of pills."

Wang Yi deliberately pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and then said: "Brother! Are you doing odd jobs in someone else's pharmacy, and then harming the public and private? If you catch it like this, your leg will be broken."

"Snapped!"

Wang Hong hit him on the head again.

"Can't you think of something better? Your brother and I are now an alchemist, don't you know? Do you know how profitable the pill is? How can it be compared with mere tribulation."

The two brothers just walked around talking and laughing, and only in front of their relatives would they let go of all pretense and reveal their true nature.

Suddenly, 20 or 30 monks appeared in front of them, and they were walking towards them.

Wang Yi was still considering whether to fight, but Wang Hong directly pulled him and ran away.

Seeing them running away, the monks in the rear chased after them.

Wang Hong didn't turn his head, and threw a lot of talismans backwards. Although they were all low-level talismans, the victory was in the quantity!

The two monks chasing at the front were instantly submerged by the brilliance transformed by the talisman, and when the smoke and dust cleared, the two monks were already dead.

"How about it, isn't it fun to kill the enemy like this?"

At this time, Wang Hong still did not forget to instill some of his ideas in Wang Yi.

Seeing the miserable situation of the two people in front, the pursuers at the rear gradually distanced themselves from Wang Hong and Wang Hong until they disappeared.

It has been two months since they entered the secret realm. At this time, many people no longer searched for elixir, but formed a team of dozens of people to hunt and kill other monks.

Because up to now, finding the elixir is not as easy as it was in the beginning. Relatively speaking, the benefits of killing people and seizing treasures are greater.

In the next few days, Wang Yi ate dozens of white crystal fruits in a row, and the spiritual power in his body became much more refined. The original Dzogchen realm almost fell to the ninth level of Qi training. But the combat power has increased by at least two layers.

Not only has the realm been controlled, but with Wang Yi's aptitude, he will have to practice for at least half a year before he can reach the state where he can build a foundation again.

Next, they also plan to join a big team, otherwise it would be too dangerous.