"Haha, fighting with this young master, your pants will fall off … …"
Fang Xing had already arrived at the foot of the mountain. He went around a bush and changed his appearance. At this time, even if Hou Qing was able to catch up, he wouldn't be able to recognize him. As for the treasures in the small bag, they were naturally all placed into the Heavenly Cave Ring. After finishing his preparations, he vaguely heard Hou Qing's angry roar. He was overjoyed as he hummed a tune and slipped into the valley.
After returning to the wooden house, Fang Xing immediately fell asleep. There didn't seem to be anything wrong with him.
After sleeping for around two hours, he suddenly sat up and listened to his surroundings to see if there were any abnormalities.
The surroundings were silent. Fang Xing finally let out a long breath and took out the Demon Spirit Pill to carefully examine it.
During the transaction at the top of the mountain, the situation was critical. He only identified the authenticity of the pill and didn't take a closer look.
Only now did he have the time to carefully examine it.
With his attention focused on the pill, the Yin Yang Devil Mirror in his mind began to spin. Soon, a lot of information entered Fang Xing's mind: "Rank 3 Demon Spirit Pill. Refined from a rank 3 Demon Beast's inner core and 9 different Spirit Herbs. Contains spiritual energy. Can be used by Spirit Movement Realm cultivators. Usage method: Circulate the spiritual energy and absorb the spiritual energy. Soak in wine and drink the wine. Hold it under the tongue and breathe … …"
There was a lot of information. Aside from the nature of the Demon Spirit Pill and the Spirit Herbs, there was even the usage method.
The usage method did not only refer to this Demon Spirit Pill, it also included other Demon Spirit Pills.
"This is indeed a good item. No wonder this Demon Spirit Pill costs a hundred spirit stones on the Dao Sect's exchange list … …"
Fang Xing secretly praised. This kind of Demon Spirit Pill, under normal circumstances, is not something an outer disciple can afford.
To be able to use it to cultivate, one would need to be at least an inner disciple.
Even Hou Qing was lucky enough to obtain one. He even wanted to take the risk of offending a second generation disciple of the Daoist Sect to keep this Demon Spirit Pill. This shows just how special this pill was.
After all, a simple calculation is enough. 100 spirit stones is equivalent to 10,000 gold, which is the same value as the Nine Snake Golden Flame Sword. The Nine Snake Golden Flame Sword is a magic treasure that can be used for a long time, while this Demon Spirit Core is a one-time use item. If it wasn't for the fact that it was too rare and its effects were too miraculous, who would be willing to trade for it?
It can be said that Fang Xing's second trip to the Ghost City, although he's only tricked one person, the results are almost greater than the last time.
"For an ordinary disciple to cultivate, even if they have enough resources and nothing unexpected happens, they would need around three months to go from the first to the second layer of spirit formation. From the second to the third layer, it would take around one year. From the third layer to the breakthrough stage, it would take even longer. I'm afraid it would take three years or even longer, or there would be no hope of breaking through to the fourth layer!"
"I have just stabilized my cultivation at the second layer of spirit formation. With this Demon Spirit Core, I wonder how much time it can save!"
Fang Xing secretly thought. His heart was filled with anticipation. He immediately sat cross-legged and began to cultivate.
The Demon Spirit Core was naturally taken out and floated in front of him, spitting out spiritual energy.
After cultivating for a while, he found that using this method to cultivate, although he could clearly feel that the spiritual energy was more abundant than when he used spirit stones to cultivate, it was still not enough to match the name of the Demon Spirit Core. Fang Xing temporarily stopped cultivating. After thinking for a bit, he took out the wine gourd that Eighth Uncle gave him in the Ghost Smoke Valley. There was still half a gourd of wine inside, so he directly threw it in.
He picked up the gourd and shook it. After waiting for a while, he felt that the Demon Spirit Core should be about to melt, so he opened it to take a look.
The Demon Spirit Core was still the Demon Spirit Core, the size didn't seem to have changed at all. However, the spiritual energy from the wine was already very pleasant.
"Hey, this is good. It seems like I got half a gourd of spirit wine for free … …"
Fang Xing drank a big mouthful and felt a hot stream of energy entering his stomach from his throat. His body immediately felt warm, and he hurriedly circulated his mystic arts to refine it. Instantly, traces of Spiritual Qi were extracted and scattered into the Spiritual Meridians. It was somewhat similar to the time when he refined Essence into Qi.
After a while, the spirit wine was completely refined. Fang Xing estimated that this method wasn't that fast.
However, his head was dizzy. It's really strange. Normally, he wouldn't get drunk even after drinking two gourds of this wine … …
"Let's try the third method … …"
Fang Xing wanted to take out the Demon Spirit Core, but the mouth of the gourd was a bit small. His chopsticks couldn't reach in.
In a fit of anger, he raised his head and drank all the wine. The Demon Spirit Core also entered his mouth. At this time, he should have rolled up his tongue and pressed the Demon Spirit Core under his tongue. However, he didn't expect that the wine would flow in so fast that the Demon Spirit Core directly fell into his stomach. Fang Xing was shocked. He threw the gourd to the side and rubbed his stomach in a daze.
"It actually ate it?"
Fang Xing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The Demon Spirit Core was a good thing, but he didn't know that it could be eaten directly … …
After sitting there for a while, the alcohol got to his head. Fang Xing was also a bit sleepy, so he simply fell asleep.
"Anyway, it's better to be in my stomach than in someone else's … …"
He comforted himself like this, and not long after, he felt sleepy. His little body curled up into a ball and fell asleep.
After soaking in the Demon Spirit Core, the alcohol's strength was increased by more than ten times. Adding on the fact that the Demon Spirit Core entered his stomach, streams of essence flowed into his limbs without Fang Xing noticing. This caused the spiritual energy in his body to gradually fill up. On the surface of his body, dirt was forced out. The dirt covered his body, causing the whole room to be filled with an unbearable stench...
The essence continued to be released, causing Fang Xing's meridians to reach their limit and even expand … …
Even though he was sleeping soundly, Fang Xing couldn't help but turn over in pain. His body felt very uncomfortable.
Fang Xing didn't know that by swallowing the Demon Spirit Core, he had already made a huge mistake.
The Yin Yang Devil Mirror mentioned three different ways to refine the Demon Spirit Core, but it didn't mention the method to swallow it. This already explained the problem. This Demon Spirit Core contained all the spiritual energy of a rank 3 monster. As for Fang Xing, his cultivation was only at the 2nd layer of spirit formation. The spiritual energy contained within the Demon Spirit Core was a level higher than his cultivation … …
Using a concept that was easier to understand, it would be the difference between a person and an elephant.
Can a person eat an elephant?
Of course it's possible, but it would take a very long time for the person to slowly eat and digest it.
But for Fang Xing, it was the same as swallowing the entire elephant.
The only result was that he would explode!
However, Fang Xing, who had drunk enough, was in a deep sleep and didn't notice this at all.
Gradually, Fang Xing's meridians expanded and his face turned red.
He tossed and turned in his dreams with great difficulty. In his dreams, he seemed to have returned to the time when he was eight years old. A group of bandits who were hostile to the Ghost Smoke Valley had captured him and hung him upside down. Their heads were submerged in the lake, intending to suffocate him to death …
"I … … I want your lives … …"
Fang Xing waved his small fists and desperately hit the air.
There was nothing in the air, but in his dream, there were countless grinning faces … …
Just when Fang Xing's spiritual energy was about to reach his limit, the Yin Yang Devil Mirror in Fang Xing's mind automatically spun. Information flashed through Fang Xing's mind. The Yin Yang Devil Mirror absorbed some of the spiritual energy in Fang Xing's body, making Fang Xing's situation slightly better. However, as the Demon Spirit Core's spiritual energy was refined, the situation was still worsening … …
There was a lot of information in the Yin Yang Devil Mirror. Most of it was information on magical treasures and treasures, but there were also some other things. It could be said that the entire Yin Yang Devil Mirror was like a powerful cultivator's memory bank. The reason why Fang Xing was able to appraise magical treasures and pills, and even see through people's cultivation, was because of this vast memory bank.
Finally, just as the Essence Qi within Fang Xing's body was about to explode, the Yin Yang Fiendgod Mirror revolved to the extreme and suddenly absorbed a large amount of Essence Qi. Then, in an instant, a speck of light rushed out from Fang Xing's skull and into the sky. After flying for an unknown amount of time, this speck of light broke through the shackles of the earth and arrived in the vast starry sky.
The sky was filled with stars, ethereal and boundless … …
However, in the starry sky, there was a huge black coffin. It was suspended in the starry sky, eternally suppressing the starry sky.
This speck of spiritual light arrived in front of the Profound Coffin and directly flew into it. After a long while, the Profound Coffin, which hadn't moved for thousands of years, suddenly moved its lid slightly. Then, a ray of light flew out.
This ray of light rushed towards the huge planet that was full of spiritual energy. It broke through the barrier of the magnetic poles and the atmosphere, heading straight for the Nan Zhan Continent, straight for the Chu Feng Continent, straight for the Blue Cloud Sect. There were so many experts on the continent, but they were completely unaware of this. Only a few old monsters on the continent who had cultivated for countless years suddenly opened their eyes at this moment and looked at the sky in astonishment.
In the vast starry sky, there were nine huge coffins floating in the air corresponding to the nine directions of the earth. They had been hanging there for nearly ten thousand years.
However, when they looked at the coffins again, they had already returned to a deathly stillness. There was no movement at all.
It was still floating in that deathly stillness, as if it would never change in the slightest.
At this moment, an obscure scripture appeared in Fang Xing's mind. Under the effect of some strange principle, it turned into an analysis that Fang Xing could understand and poured into Fang Xing's heart. It even triggered the circulation of spiritual energy in his body … …
"Mother … …"
In his sleep, Fang Xing softly opened his mouth and called out a name that he had never called out before.
He was still dreaming, but it was no longer a malevolent and terrifying nightmare. Instead, it was a peaceful and warm dream.
At this moment, he was lying in a colorful place. A white-clothed woman, whose appearance could not be seen clearly, placed his little head on her lap and gently caressed his painful body. Her voice was gentle as she told him a cultivation technique … …
"White hair for three thousand feet … … Supreme Spirit-Transformation Scripture … … Reversing the spirit vein … … Refining the spirit into qi … … Devouring the earth and devouring the heavens … …"
"Mother!"
Fang Xing suddenly woke up and hurriedly sat up. He stretched out his hand to grab at the empty darkness in front of him.
At the end of his sleep, he tried his best to see the white-clothed woman's face clearly, but it was always blurry.
After a long time, he was awakened by the violent power that came from within his body. He couldn't help but think of the Supreme Spirit-Transforming Scripture that he had obtained in his dream.
"Three thousand feet of white hair, Supreme Spirit-Transforming Scripture … …"
Fang Xing didn't have time to think. He hurriedly sat cross-legged and performed the same method. Streams of essence in his body were all transformed into his own spiritual energy.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
