Since Feng Qianqian has no way of eating Gu insects, and the main purpose of her trip is to practice, Feng Qianqian plans to adopt a free-range method so that it can forage independently during this period.
She was connected with Youmi Gu, and the latter quickly understood its thoughts and waved its body in the air, seemingly helpless.
Watching Youmi Gu fly away tremblingly and quickly disappearing into the environment, "Your master, I have something urgent to do now. I promise you, I will never be without your big fish and meat in the future."
If Gu can talk, I can't help but complain, I don't want to eat the cake...
Youmi Gu is very concealable. With her current eighth-level cultivation and divine consciousness, it is difficult to detect it except for the connection between the contracts, so others cannot see it, which can reduce a lot of trouble.
Even if it is in danger, Feng Qianqian can go over and save it immediately through contact.
What's more, this is the outer sect. If there are no monks with high cultivation, they will be foundation-building monks at most.
It was already morning. Feng Qianqian packed up her belongings and came to the Sifang Platform in Linghaiyuan. At this time, there were already some outer disciples practicing and scattered in various locations on the square platform.
The colder air becomes stronger as you move towards the center of the square platform. After adapting before, she is now practicing in the inner ring at the edge. Feng Qianqian plans to move to a position closer to the center after she can continue to cycle for ten consecutive days.
As soon as she meditated, the freezing cold water reached her ankles, forcing her to use her spiritual power to resist.
There is only one point per hour, and the use of spiritual power must be precise and precise.
In just one stick of incense and a continuous cycle throughout her body, her spiritual power was exhausted, and the cold air around her was simply unstoppable. Feng Qianqian had to get up and leave, going to the surrounding forest to rest and recover her spiritual energy.
When the spiritual energy fills the whole body again, he enters the pool water again.
Repeatedly, after a week, Feng Qianqian was able to meditate in the inner circle of the edge for five consecutive hours, and cycled for twenty-five days.
In addition, in the state where her spiritual energy was about to be exhausted again and again, her meridians were broadened again, and she could contain more spiritual energy than before.
During this period, the ghost Guo Zhou had been living in the spirit bead without any movement. Only when her spiritual power was unstable, there were several fluctuations that she could notice.
And Youmi Gu flew back once in the middle, and Feng Qianqian felt that its state was very stable, and it even seemed to be about to advance.
Is the grade of this Gu insect higher than I expected?
But she can only practice now. As its master, Feng Qianqian doesn't want her cultivation speed to lag behind it.
Otherwise, the Gu insect has strength but cannot display it.
Cultivation is so boring, but Feng Qianqian doesn't feel at all that as long as her ability improves, even if it's just a slight expansion of her meridians, it will be a happy thing for her.
At night, since it is autumn now and Xuan Yu Sect is located in the northern region of the mainland, the temperature drops sharply at night, and the water in the pool is even more bitter.
According to Feng Qianqian's experience living on the island, when the water temperature drops below a certain level, it will condense into ice. Logically speaking, the temperature of the pool water at this time is not much different from the temperature of the ice cubes. But for some reason, the pool water here is a little bit colder. There were no signs of freezing, and as soon as the monk stepped on the water, there were still waves.
Therefore, Feng Qianqian did not go to the Sifangtai in Linghaiyuan to practice at night this week, but took it step by step.
Now she has been able to meditate in the pool for five consecutive hours, so she also entered the Sifang Terrace at night.
Even at night, there are some monks on the Sifangtai.
During this week, some fellow apprentices came in to practice, and some left one after another. Feng Qianqian heard the conversations of the fellow apprentices around her. Some of them advanced, and she was happy for them. Some of them could not bear the loneliness of cultivation. , she warned herself in her heart.
This week, she had practiced for a total of twenty-eight hours. Including when she first arrived, she had gained a total of fifty-eight points. Ling Haiyuan was not on the list.
Entering the water again, she discovered some changes that had not happened before. Through the subtle fluctuations of spiritual power, the spiritual energy at the bottom of the pool actually gathered on its own. Although the speed was slow, it took a certain amount of time to condense something similar to a physical entity. Normally, The aura is scattered around the atmosphere in a chaotic manner, and will not gather together unless external force is exerted.
Feng Qianqian received the subtle fluctuations from time to time and found that the spiritual energy gathered was very pure. Presumably the formed object was the obsidian mentioned by his senior brother.
Feng Qianqian thought about this and stopped caring about it. The temperature dropped again, which meant more spiritual power was consumed, so she repeated the previous method.
However, the frost that could not form in the water condensed on her brows and hair.
The night in Linghaiyuan is no different from the day, but there is a bit of light flashing in the water from time to time.
"Leng Ping! You, who are at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, do you need to snatch a soul-protecting fish from me, a monk at the eighth level of Qi Refining?" A baby-faced junior sister roared at the senior brother known as Leng Ping, looking at The anger inside is as real as it gets.
"What does robbing mean? This fish doesn't belong to you alone. Can it be called robbing what belongs to everyone?" A senior fellow with generous lips said casually while meditating.
"But I had stabbed that one. You saw it couldn't escape, so it was caught in the net! This is obviously a robbery!" the junior sister argued.
"So what, that's something I have the ability to put into my pocket!"
This made her furious. She was ignored and ridiculed. However, the cultivation place did not allow monks to fight. Note that the foundation-building brothers in the center of the square platform had no intention of helping, so they could only force them to do so. Bear this breath.
"hateful!"
Senior Brother Leng Ping is located closer to the center of the Sifang Platform than Feng Qianqian, and two spiritual fish have surfaced around him.
During the day, the surface temperature of the pool water is not high enough, so they can only stay in suitable deep water. But at night, even on the surface, the temperature of the pool water is low enough, and spiritual fish that like low temperatures will occasionally emerge from the water.
The monks who meditate are the most concentrated, so there are basically no spiritual fish that are frightened away.
Feng Qianqian noticed that there were already some monks meditating in the center, including many in the early stage of foundation building and late stage of Qi refining. Taking advantage of the right opportunity, he began to kill the spiritual fish surrounding him, using what he was good at. Skill.
However, after not holding on for a few sticks of incense, the spiritual power was exhausted, and I had to stop. If you want to continue practicing, you must reserve enough spiritual power.
Kill the spirit fish quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, no one is missing.
She noticed that there was a senior sister who was on the second floor of the foundation building. She used the wood entanglement technique in the blink of an eye. Although the medium-sized spiritual fish escaped quickly enough, she still captured it.
