Spring is getting stronger, and tiny white flowers bloom on the southern slope of Fuyao Peak.

White flowers gather together, looking vibrant during the day, but at night it is a bit intoxicating, especially when the mountain wind blows, the petals sway as if there is a ghost dancing.

When all things are revived, even some breaths that do not belong to the world of the world become frequent.

At midnight, the lazy white crane opened its eyes, and the dead fish-like crane stared at a corner of the yard, making a low cry.

The darkness in the corner became a little thicker, a dark cloud floated across the sky, and the yard was pitch black.

I couldn't see my five fingers.

The door was pushed open, Chang Sheng walked out when he heard the crane scream, and a silver light flashed through his pupils.

The display of the silver pupils of the sky eyes allowed him to see an ominous aura gathered in the corner of the wall.

It was the yin energy. I don’t know how long it had been condensed, but a layer of frost appeared on the bricks and stones in the corners of the wall.

He stared suddenly, and the silver light in his eyes turned into a silver light, covering the Yin Qi.

It is like encountering a natural enemy, and the yin energy forms a whirlwind, which turns faster and lesser and less, and eventually disappears completely and is destroyed by the pupil technique.

"Thank you, Lao Bai."

Changsheng rubbed his sore eyes, took a small basin of food to Baihe, and said, "The late supper is here."

Bai He was not polite either. He swallowed it in big mouthfuls. Changsheng sat aside and also ate it with a late-night snack.

These days, every midnight, yin energy will gather in the yard, and the white crane's screams are early warning.

Whenever I hear the white crane crying, Changsheng can find the existence of yin energy in the yard and use the silver pupils of the sky eyes to crush it.

Yin Qi is not a good thing. Once the Yin Qi is in contact for too long, the monk will become more and more depressed, age quickly and even die.

The secret method of Silver Pupils has brought Chang Sheng the disadvantages of silver spots in his eyelids, but it also brings immeasurable benefits.

It is difficult to destroy the Yin Qi in the Qi Refining Stage, and it is even more difficult to detect the existence of Yin Qi. If you don’t know the Pupil Technique, you will still live in Fuyao Peak in a confused manner. The fate of Changsheng will be dangerous. Maybe you have been plagued by Yin Qi and your life will be in the near future.

"The blessings of misfortunes depend on, the disasters of blessings are hidden, and good fortunes depend on each other, and things in the world are impermanent."

After eating midnight snacks, Changsheng couldn't help but sigh that the silver spots on his eyelids were nothing compared to death from the yin energy.

"Where does the yin energy come from? There is nothing in the Sky Stone."

Chang Sheng was always puzzled. He found that every time Baihe found Yin Qi, he would look at the Chongtian Stone, as if signing the source of Yin Qi.

However, there was indeed nothing in the stone house of the Sky Stone. Not long ago, the deputy sect leader went in and opened the magic circle. If there were any ghosts, they would have discovered it long ago at Qi Weishui's realm.

Chang Sheng really couldn't figure out the source of the yin energy, so he looked back and saw that Baihe was eating deliciously, and swallowed a piece of big meat in one bite.

"How is it, is it delicious?" Chang Sheng asked with a smile.

Bai He's thin neck choked out of the outline of the food, rolled his eyes straight, and nodded in response to Chang Sheng.

"Today I caught a stupid goose at the foot of the mountain. It must have been from Baihe Peak. Since I fell into the trap, it's no reason not to eat it... The goose meat smells good." Chang Sheng's smile became strange.

Bai He didn't seem to hear it, and he was still working hard, nodding from time to time as if he was perfunctory.

"You know what kind of meat this is, Baihe Peak, there are no gooses." Chang Sheng stared at Baihe and whispered.

There are indeed no goose on Baihe Peak, but the cranes often stewed.

Bai He stopped swallowing and remained motionless, as if thinking about what expression he should show.

A terrifying look soon appeared in the crane's eyes. Baihe took two steps back and left the same stewed midnight snack. He flapped his wings and seemed very frightened, but he quickly lay on the side and closed his eyes, preparing to go to bed, and even burped.

"You are not a crane."

Chang Sheng could see the laziness hidden behind the other person's thriller expression, and he was not afraid at all.

Bai He's closed eyes opened again. For some reason, there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"You must be almost becoming a spirit. Eat more. When you become a monster, I will be considered a spirit bird."

Chang Sheng's eyes were even more anticipated. The ordinary white crane was useless except riding. Only spirit beasts could assist the master in the battle.

After hearing the word "Spiritual Bird", the expectations in Baihe's eyes disappeared immediately, he fell asleep and started to snore.

"No wonder Helianmu cares so much about this white crane. It seems that only Lao Bai is the most spiritual in the entire Baihe Peak."

Chang Sheng nodded, very satisfied with his decision to catch the crane.

When I returned to the house and looked at Baihe who was sleeping outside the window, Changsheng suddenly had an illusion.

It's like it's not a crane, but a person.

A very lazy person.

Day after day, except for eating, Changsheng spends all his time practicing.

In order to avoid trouble, he rarely leaves Fuyao Peak.

What Jiang Xiaolian said about the Bu Laoquan is not very reliable. Chang Sheng doesn’t want to place all his hopes on a kind of strange treasure that female cultivators are crazy about.

In fact, in addition to the Unold Spring and Disguise Pill, there is another way to resolve the crisis of Silver Spot.

That is to return to the realm of the Golden Pill.

As long as he has the cultivation of the Golden Pill, it can prove that he is always born as a great uncle of Grandmaster Qianyun. It is reasonable for the ancestor of a sect to try to practice the secret method of grassland.

After all, a state that is inconsistent with identity is the weakness that always arises.

It is not easy to return to the golden elixir. How many foundation-building disciples cannot enter the golden elixir realm after practicing for a hundred years? The cruelty of cultivation is far beyond imagination.

Although it is not easy to form elixirs, it is not difficult for Changsheng to advance foundation building.

He used up the remaining six Yuan Pei Pills, and after one month of hard practice, Changsheng had already practiced the late stage of Qi Refining to the extreme.

When the three flowers gathering on the top show the true qi that is close to the essence, it means that the state of Qi refining has reached its end.

The next step is to break through the shackles of the realm and impact the foundation building.

Refining a ray of yin and yang energy, thinking of absorbing all rivers and moving the universe.

What is refined is the true qi, and what is built on the foundation is the foundation.

The Qi Refining Period is only the initial state of the path to immortal cultivation, and is a vague area between mortals and cultivators. Only when the foundation is built and the true qi turns into spiritual energy can one embark on the road of cultivation.

On the early morning of early spring, facing the gradually brighter sunny moon, Chang Sheng's eyes became firm.

Today is his first year in this strange world.

After experiencing the plague in the forest, the hall of the regicide, and the dangerous land of the Silkworm King's tomb, fighting Bai Qi to death. Finally, he pretended to be a tiger in front of the Great Elder, and saved his identity.

All kinds of pasts are vivid in my mind, not only tortuous and bizarre, but also full of crises.

If you are careless, you will be doomed.

Chang Sheng understood a truth: no matter how high the status or how prominent the status is, things that are not his own will always become clouds.

Only by being strong is the right way.

Today, Changsheng is preparing to reach the foundation-building realm and officially embark on the path of immortal cultivation.

Take out all the spirit stones and when it is early in the morning, you will always sit cross-legged in the house, your heart will be as calm as water.

Advancement is no better than other things, especially breakthroughs in major realms. You must be very cautious. Even if there is a slight fluctuation in your state of mind, it is not conducive to breaking the realm.

Make sure that your mind is stable, Changsheng pours out the only foundation-building pill from the porcelain bottle.

With the assistance of spirit stones and foundation-building pills, and this body, Changsheng is very sure to advance successfully.

Just as he was ready and was about to take the Foundation Building Pill to impact the realm, Lao Bai's cry suddenly came from the yard.

It was early morning, and Changsheng chose the impact state during the day, for fear that the yin energy at midnight would affect the breaking state.

Baihe had never screamed during the day, and Changsheng felt something was wrong and got up and looked out the window.

There were some people in the yard, standing silently at the door, like a lonely ghost, with a pair of mournful eyebrows particularly conspicuous.

This person is Tiefa'an.
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