Now he has already figured out the rules of expanding the stone pit. According to his calculations, if he wants to expand the stone pit again, he needs at least 1,365 medium-grade spirit stones.

Chen Mo thought about it and finally decided to keep some of the spirit stones in case of emergency.

Chen Mo also found a problem when the spiritual spring was expanded, that is, the amount of spiritual liquid produced by medium-grade spirit stones each time is obviously not as high as the amount of low-grade spirit stones.

However, compared with the spiritual springs produced by the lower-grade spirit stones, the spiritual springs produced by the middle-grade spirit stones made Chen Mo feel a more pure and rich spiritual energy.

Chen Mo also secretly guessed in his heart that it seems that the effect of the spiritual spring produced by the medium-grade spirit stone should be better than that of the spiritual spring produced by the low-grade spirit stone, but I don’t know what kind of improvement it will have on the spiritual plant.

With his spiritual power, Chen Mo walked to the seven-leaf spirit. He squatted down and gently stroked the leaves. The warm feeling from the leaves rose a little in his heart and his eyes softened.

If he had not had the inherited Thunder Talisman of the Seven Leaf Spirit, he would have died.

He watered the spiritual spring stocks produced by the medium-grade spirit stone to the Qiye Ling. Looking at the six leaf buds scattered with light on the white plant, Chen Mo was even more and more looking forward to what would happen next time the leaf buds bloom?

Chen Mo gave most of the spiritual springs transformed from the medium-grade spiritual stone to the Seven-Leaf Spirit. Chen Mo thought about it and distributed most of them to the Blue Flame Fruit.

The Blue Flame Fruit is the main spiritual plant for refining the small Guandan. Now he has cultivated the sixth level of Qi training. Once three meridians are opened to form a small circulation, he will have to carry out the Nine-Meridian furnace again and try to break through the small barrier of the seventh level of Qi training. At that time, this small Guandan will be needed.

As for the spring thunder silkworm, the dragon blood vine needs to be cultivated again, and the quality is temporarily enough for him to draw the thunder talisman and refine the blood spirit pill, so there is no need for much spiritual liquid.

However, the quantity is far from enough. The little silk spit out by the spring thunder silkworm is not enough to make a heart-protecting armor.

Chen Mo watered some of the remaining spiritual springs and the mist grass, and the rest poured them to Xiwu and Qiongguo.

Now that he has not obtained a pill prescription with better effects than the Sun Ling Pill, Sun Ling Pill is still the best pill for him to quickly improve his strength and restore his spiritual power.

After doing all this, Chen Mo finally looked at the hundreds of yellow and mysterious spiritual plants placed in the mysterious space, and felt aroused in his heart that there were too few spiritual fields in the mysterious space.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo's heart moved and buried 248 medium-grade spirit stones into the spiritual field. According to Chen Mo's calculations, at least five spiritual fields should be expanded. By then, there will be enough twenty spiritual fields, and there will be more spiritual plants to cultivate.

Finally, Chen Mo nodded with satisfaction, and left the mysterious space, removed the ban, and used the bamboo water sword to blast away the rocks that were hidden by him, burned away the ice and snow, and left the cave.

Chen Mo of Song State was not very familiar with him. After a few days of escaping, he just heard that there was a market three hundred miles east of this place.

There was not much time left to open the central world, and Chen Mo did not dare to waste his time and quickly headed towards the market.

Not long after he walked, he discovered that the Feng Shui situation in the world ahead changed, and the spiritual energy gradually became richer. After not long, he finally saw the practitioners coming and going.

Most of these cultivators were in a hurry and had few words and laughter. I think this chaos was approaching, and it was not only affected by the Chen State and the Jin State.

In the vigilant eyes of the cultivator, Chen Mo asked the three of them, and one of them was willing to tell him the specific location of the market and how to enter.

One hour later, Chen Mo spent three medium-grade spirit stones to buy a medium-speed flying spirit beast Qinglin Falcon from the market and flew towards Chen Guokongsang.

At this time, the rising sun was rising, the morning glow was everywhere, and the morning light was shining. In the nine heavens, Chen Mo stood on the back of the spirit bird with his hands behind his back, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Five days later.

The sun shines in the early morning, and the warm wind is like a woman's gentle lips ironing her face.

In the land of Chen State, the snow melted and moistened everything silently.

A moment of the year.

When a melodious bell echoes among the mountains of the sky, the bells disappear, calming people's hearts.

Thousands of Kongsang disciples on Muling Peak on Kongsang Main Peak looked up at the magnificent boat in the sky, with a sense of pride and heat in their eyes, and of course there was a hint of strangeness.

The thousand-mountain boat of Kongsang is the symbol of Kongsang Immortal Gate. The hull of a hundred feet long is painted gold all over. The five-meter-long copper bell on the bow of the boat is still trembling slightly at this time, making waves of lingering sounds.

It was less than two quarters of an hour before the start of the journey. Normally, the Kongsang Qianshan Boat could already inspire the red shield and be ready to start the journey, but at this time the Qianshan Boat did not show any signs of setting sail.

Some Kongsang disciples who knew the inside story knew that they were waiting for someone.

As for whom? How could the person who can make many elders and ancestors of the Immortal Sect wait be a little person? At least he should be the master of the Golden Elixir Stage.

On the deck of Kongsang Qianshan Boat, Mo Chiyuan, the second elder of Kongsang Taishang, was wearing a mysterious robe embroidered with a rolling gold four-clawed dragon. He was majestic and powerful without anger. He glanced at Old Qin who was standing beside him, snorted coldly, and said to the head Ji Yuan: "My nephew, are the fellow Taoists continuing to wait for a small qi cultivation cultivator?"

After not seeing Chen Mo appear for a long time, Qin had been a little anxious, worried that something had happened to Chen Mo.

At this time, after hearing Mo Chiyuan's words, he felt angry. He glanced at Mo Chiyuan, hummed and said indifferently: "Isn't this auspicious time not yet? I'm rushing to reincarnate. Who is in a hurry to do it? You can go first!"

"Old Qin!" Mo Chiyuan, who was standing beside him, suddenly looked ugly when he heard this. His words were like slapping him in the face in public.

Seeing this, the head Ji Yuan had to smooth things over. Mo Chiyuan didn't buy Ji Yuan's face and continued with a cold snorting: "Look at me, since Chen Mo has not fallen, why not replace Hua Li with me."

As soon as these words were finished, the red-faced elder who thought that his family had no play was immediately happy. His face looked much better at Mo Chiyuan. Just as he was about to say something to agree, a cold voice of a woman sounded.

"Elders, please wait. If the auspicious time comes and the person has not arrived, it will not be too late to discuss other things." The person who spoke was not someone else, but Zhou Qingxuan, who was about to enter the central world with Chen Mo.

Zhou Qingxuan's tone was calm, but it was particularly important to the ears of many elders of Kongsang Sect.

The old man with red face suddenly choked back into his stomach, and his already rosy cheeks made his already rosy cheeks even more flushed.

Mo Chiyuan's face looked ugly and he wouldn't say much.

Ji Yuanxin felt relieved when he saw this. When Mr. Qin saw Zhou Qingxuan protecting Chen Mo, he couldn't help but laugh.

Ye Piaoling was wary of this. What is his junior sister from the same school? A sentence made the second elder of the Supreme Emperor dare not disobey. The junior brother was tied with such a woman, and he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a disaster.
Chapter completed!