Sun's journey to immortality

"All monks chase the monsters." With the death of the giant tiger, the two three-color deer had no choice but to evacuate even though they were extremely unwilling.

Faced with two third-level middle-grade monsters that were determined to evacuate, the monks of the Beast Taming Sect were unable to stop them and could only pursue them to a limited extent.

The remaining low-level monsters had originally launched a beast tide under the forced suppression of the third-level monsters. At this time, their nature was to scatter after encountering a crisis.

These monks responsible for defense came from different sects and families, and the largest number were independent cultivators. Their lives were threatened enough to cooperate fully in the small beast tide.

The opportunity to pursue in front of them was equivalent to collecting spoils of war in an open and aboveboard manner. These monks who were red-eyed and could not bear to see the white spirit stones would naturally not give up this good opportunity.

They did not care about the organization of the monks of the Beast Taming Sect at all, and each used their own means to pursue, hunting down the injured monsters one by one, and taking the opportunity to cut off the useful parts of the monsters' bodies.

"All of them are excellent blood food." Sun Mingsheng was even more greedy. He accepted all the monsters that died on the ground and put them directly into his storage bag.

When he had free time in the future, he could cut up these monsters one by one, and the remaining flesh and blood could be used to cultivate black-striped ants.

As for the option of continuing to chase the monsters, he did not really execute it. Instead, he went around a big circle and entered the Beast Control City from another city gate.

"Twelfth brother, are you injured?" Sun Mingping paced back and forth at the door of the store like an ant on a hot pot.

"They are just some useless first-level monsters. There is no need to worry. When will the third brother return?" Sun Mingsheng patted the storage bag on his waist lightly, with a satisfied look and joy on his face.

"I am weak, and I am only responsible for carrying supplies behind the city wall. The harvest is very small." Sun Mingping showed a wry smile on his face.

No matter when and where, the strength of cultivation and the harvest are always balanced. Since they pursue safety, they will naturally have no chance to chase monsters in the later stage.

At most, each person got one or two corpses of first-level middle-grade monster beasts as a reward from the monks of the Beast Taming Sect who presided over the overall situation.

"Third brother, this time the small beast tide came too unexpectedly, I still need to continue to practice in seclusion." Sun Mingsheng was obviously dissatisfied with the results of his practice that was suddenly interrupted.

If it weren't for the sudden outbreak of the small beast tide without any signs, it is possible that his cultivation level has been raised to the ninth level of Qi Refining.

"Twelfth brother, rest assured to retreat. The monster beasts have suffered heavy losses and will definitely not appear outside the Beast Taming City again," Sun Mingping assured with full information.

"Third brother, you can take this opportunity to increase the price to purchase some monster corpses. Whether it is for the family's own use or for sale, you can earn a lot of resources," Sun Mingsheng reminded before retreating.

Monster corpses are also an extremely precious hard currency resource in the cultivation world. It just so happens that the small beast tide has just broken out in the Beast Taming City, and the number and types are relatively abundant, so the cost of acquisition will naturally be lower.

If the Sun family shop can take the opportunity to purchase a batch of monster corpses, it will certainly be a very beneficial activity for the family.

As a cultivator who is dedicated to improving his own cultivation, these things outside of cultivation are destined not to take up too much time and energy.

However, after an incense stick of time, Sun Mingsheng has re-entered the practice room and re-circulated the Great Circulation to adjust his spirit.

In the battle against the beast tide, he did not have a very outstanding performance, but the intensity of the battle was also not small, and the consumption of mana was not small.

Spoonfuls of spiritual honey exuded extremely rich spiritual power, accompanied by the circulation of the Great Circulation, filling the almost dried up Dantian.

In addition to improving their own cultivation, these spiritual honeys also have some effects on improving the physical body and stabilizing the foundation.

The spiritual honey produced by the black-bellied hornet is not much, and most of the occasional ones are taken as treasures by some alchemists. Ordinary cultivators have no chance to refine such a large amount as spiritual pills.

If Sun Mingsheng's behavior spreads, it will certainly cause all alchemists to hate him and be a loser.

Thanks to the large amount of spiritual honey, his body is also slowly improving along with the advancement of the cultivator's cultivation.

The benefits of physical improvement are not too obvious for a small cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, and the real use can only be realized at least in the Golden Core Stage.

Of course, from the family inheritance, the importance of the physical body is naturally understood. Under the condition that it does not affect one's own cultivation, these changes are naturally welcome.

The sun rises and the moon sets, the day and night alternate, the spring goes and the autumn comes. For cultivators, time always passes quickly during cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a year has slipped away unknowingly. With the support of sufficient first-level high-quality spiritual honey, Sun Mingsheng's cultivation has naturally increased significantly.

The same Qi training level of the eighth level has made a lot of progress compared to before. After several years of hard work and the understanding during the fierce battle in the beast tide, Sun Mingsheng has vaguely touched the threshold of the ninth level of Qi training.

There are no strong shackles or thresholds between the eighth and ninth levels of Qi training. The most important thing is the gathering of mana in the Dantian.

This is a process from quantitative change to qualitative change. The first-grade top-grade Qiuli fruit he won from Yuquan Mountain has been treasured in the storage bag, just to provide a helping hand when breaking through the ninth level of Qi training.

The total amount of spiritual power contained in an autumn pear fruit is not too rich, at most it is similar to three Qi Condensing Pills.

But it is better because the magic power contained in it is pure, and there will be no future troubles. It has a great auxiliary effect on the improvement of the monk's magic power.

"It's also the time agreed with the old man from the exchange pavilion. I wonder if I can exchange for a spiritual object that will assist in promotion to foundation building." On this day, Sun Mingsheng finally opened his eyes.

At this time, only about half of the first-grade high-grade spiritual honey in the jade bottle is left. Together with the royal jelly in the storage bag, its value is equal to or even better than a slightly weaker auxiliary foundation-building spiritual item. of.

Now that the agreed time has arrived, no matter what the final result is, Sun Mingsheng will not delay at all and will go to the Exchange Pavilion as soon as possible.

"Junior Sun Mingsheng came to visit." The old man with rosacea in the exchange room was still tasting a pot of unknown spirits.

This kind of spirit is not spiritual wine, but a genuine drink from the mortal world. It has no other effects except anesthesia.

"The foundation is solid and the cultivation level has improved, but it has not been seen for more than half a year. It is not far from the ninth level of Qi training, and the future is limitless." The old man with rosacea did not hesitate to give some words of praise.

"Thank you for the compliment, senior. I wonder if there is a spiritual creature senior who assisted in foundation building?" Sun Mingsheng asked uneasily.

"A copy of Huoyuan Zhensha" the old man handed over a jade bottle.