In a stone room.
Qin Feiyang sat cross-legged on a praying mat.
Three meters in front of him, there was a stone pillar. At the top of the stone pillar, there was a palm-sized transparent crystal.
Feng Cheng and the old man in black stood beside the stone pillar.
Feng Cheng asked, "Jiang Haotian, do you know what this crystal is?"
Qin Feiyang carefully recalled and asked, "Is it a meditation stone?"
"Yes."
Feng Cheng nodded and said, "Since you know about the meditation stone, then I won't talk nonsense. Calm down and slowly condense your mental power. Old Mo, let's go out and protect him. Don't let those brats come in and cause trouble."
The two of them walked out of the meditation room one after the other and closed the stone door.
Qin Feiyang retracted his gaze and looked at the meditation stone on the stone pillar. He tried to search the memories in the depths of his soul.
Although he had never been involved in alchemy before, he still knew the basics.
Mental power was divided into two forms.
The first was formless.
It was the same as Qin Feiyang's current mental power, invisible and untouchable.
The second was tangible.
Tangible spiritual power was a substance similar to air currents.
It could be seen and touched.
But to turn the formless mental power into tangible form, it required the meditation stone!
The method of using the meditation stone depended on the person.
But in advance, he needed to get rid of all distracting thoughts. His mind was as still as water, and enter the state of one with the stone.
If he had any distracting thoughts, he wouldn't be able to succeed.
"Phew!"
After letting out a long breath, Qin Feiyang held his breath and slowly dispersed the distracting thoughts in his mind.
Outside the meditation room.
There were dozens of people gathered.
They were all disciples of the Pill Hall.
"Elders, can you tell us what level of mental power Jiang Haotian has?"
"Is it about the same as senior brother Cheng Yi?"
"I think he's even stronger than senior brother Cheng Yi. Because when senior brother Cheng Yi condensed his mental power, the two elders didn't protect him personally."
"This kind of treatment is unprecedented in the past and will never be replicated in the future!"
"If that's the case, doesn't Jiang Haotian have level seven mental power?"
A group of youths gathered around Feng Cheng and his companion, chattering non-stop.
Their eyes were filled with curiosity.
Ling Yan was also in the crowd.
Feng Cheng laughed and scolded, "You stinking brats, don't try to play tricks here. This old man will definitely not reveal a single word to you."
A trace of disappointment crept into everyone's eyes.
Ling Yan frowned. He hid in the crowd and fanned the flames, saying, "Elder Feng, Jiang Haotian and we will be brothers in the future. Is there a need to hide like this?"
"That's right!"
"Elder Feng, aren't you being a little too biased?"
"I still don't believe that Jiang Haotian's spiritual power can reach the eighth level."
Everyone was dissatisfied.
The old man in black frowned and shouted, "Do you all have nothing to do? Get the hell out of here! "
The group of disciples shut their mouths, and the scene instantly quieted down.
Feng Cheng patted the black-clothed old man's shoulder and said with a smile, "Hey, Old Mo, don't be so serious. You'll scare them."
The old man in black said angrily, "You're still talking about me? If it weren't for you always spoiling them, would they dare to be so mischievous here? "
"I don't agree with that. They're still children now. We should give them enough love and care to let them feel at home in the Pill Hall. We can't keep a straight face and scold them all day …"
"Forget it. You're just a stubborn old man. You won't understand even if I tell you."
After Feng Cheng finished speaking, he waved his hand and took out a table from his Qiankun Pouch. He placed it on the ground, then looked at the group of disciples and chuckled, "Same old rules. This old man will be the banker. You all place your bets."
"Let's bet on how many days Jiang Haotian can condense his spiritual power."
"One day, 1 to 10."
"Two days, 1 to 5."
"Three days, 1 to 2."
At this moment, he was just like a gambler.
The group of disciples beamed with joy and surrounded Feng Cheng.
"Feng Cheng, that's enough!"
Elder Mo shouted. His face was dark and his veins were popping out.
Those disciples' expressions stiffened. They wanted to place their bets, but they didn't dare to.
Feng Cheng turned his head and looked at Elder Mo. He frowned and said, "If you don't like it, you don't have to watch. No one is forcing you, okay?"
"You … You're really disrespectful. If you continue like this, their future will be ruined by your hands sooner or later!"
Elder Mo strode to the other side. He was so angry that his body was trembling.
As an elder of the Pill Hall, he didn't act like an elder at all. What kind of scandal was this?!
This was simply humiliating the Pill Hall!
"Come, don't bother about him. Let's continue!"
Feng Cheng waved his hand at those disciples.
Those disciples looked at each other. In the end, they couldn't resist the temptation and surrounded Feng Cheng to place their bets.
On this side, there was laughter and joy.
On the other side, Elder Mo was sulking alone.
"Jiang Haotian, you must condense your spiritual power within a day."
He muttered to himself.
There was another rule in this bet.
That was, if the person who was bet on could condense his spiritual power in advance, then everyone would lose.
And all the bets would be placed on the person who was bet on.
In other words.
If Qin Feiyang could condense his spiritual power within a day, then everyone's bets would go into his pocket.
As for the banker, Feng Cheng, he wouldn't get a single cent.
However, condensing his spiritual power within a day was something that had never happened before in the Pill Hall of Black Bear City.
Time passed quickly.
An hour later.
Along with a boom, the stone door slowly opened.
Qin Feiyang strode out.
Feng Cheng turned around and asked curiously, "Why did you come out?"
"Because you guys are too noisy."
Before Qin Feiyang could speak, Elder Mo snorted coldly. He turned around and looked at Qin Feiyang. He smiled and said, "I'll ask them to scram immediately. You continue to condense your spiritual power."
Qin Feiyang looked at the two of them suspiciously. He then looked at Ling Yan and the others. Suddenly, he understood. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your concern, Elder Mo. But there's no need."
Elder Mo frowned and said, "Why not? Have you given up?"
Qin Feiyang was startled. His expression was a little strange.
If this person knew that the person he was concerned about was the madman who robbed the herb field, how would he react?
He would probably kill him on the spot!
So now, his real identity must not be exposed.
After collecting himself, Qin Feiyang cupped his hands and said, "Elder, I'm not giving up. It's because I've already condensed my spiritual power."
"Oh, so that's how it is."
Elder Mo nodded. He turned around and was about to leave. However, he suddenly turned around and stared at Qin Feiyang. He said, "What did you just say? Say it again immediately! "
Feng Cheng, Ling Yan and the others were the same as Elder Mo. At first, they didn't pay much attention to it. However, the next moment, they all stared at Qin Feiyang in shock!
"Could it be that I accidentally created a new record?"
Qin Feiyang mumbled.
He didn't realize how shocking it was to condense his spiritual power in an hour!
"Cough cough!"
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