Unlike ordinary martial arts practitioners, after losing qi and blood, you can take some foods that replenish qi, or supplements such as old ginseng, but these worldly tonics have no effect on Fang Yi.

Even if it is Yang Dan, the effect of Fang Yi is not very big. The loss of Qi and blood can only be repaired by Fang Yi little by little. After thinking about it, Fang Yi felt that if he wanted to quickly restore Qi and blood, he still had to use spirit stones to practice. However, as soon as he started practicing, Fang Yi was so scared that he put away the spirit stones.

With Fang Yi's cultivation level at the first level of Qi Refining Stage, he could only absorb very little spiritual energy from the spirit stones. After all, he only opened up one meridian in his body, and the spiritual energy that can be absorbed and refined was very limited.

But what Fang Yi did not expect was that as soon as the spiritual energy in the spirit stone entered his body, it rushed towards the natal flying sword above his dantian. In just a moment, the spiritual energy in the spirit stone was actually lost by nearly 10%. If Fang Yi had not collected it quickly, the flying sword would have absorbed all the spiritual energy in this spirit stone.

"Well, the flying sword seems to have changed a little."

Fang Yi thought, and the flying sword of the big spirit-eating man suddenly flew out of his mouth and stopped in front of Fang Yi. After absorbing the spiritual energy, the flying sword, which was originally restrained, was filled with a jade-like light on his body, which looked very spiritual.

"Immortal Heavenly Lord, the spirit stone is not used like this!"

Looking at the flying sword in front of him, Fang Yi's face was a little unpredictable. He had only two spirit stones left, and he got three more from the storage bag of the spirit body in the deserted village. Five spirit stones were already Fang Yi's entire wealth.

There is no need to say much about the function of the spirit stone. It takes a spirit stone to open the teleportation array, and Fang Yi's Juntian Cauldron also needs spirit stones. After Juntian Cauldron had the spirit of the weapon, Fang Yi found that the consumption of the spirit stones originally placed in the cauldron was much faster. Through communication with the spirit body, Fang Yi knew that it was the spirit body that was using the spirit stone to restore cultivation.

Fang Yi needs to make careful calculations for each of these five spirit stones, so after discovering that the flying sword absorbed spiritual energy, Fang Yi immediately put away the spirit stone. He needs to consider whether it is worth using the spirit stone in this way.

"Since you want spiritual energy, I'll give it to you!"

Fang Yi gritted his teeth and made up his mind. For him, the spirit stone is an external object after all, but the flying sword is connected to his own heart and soul, which is a magic weapon that can truly enhance his attack power. Moreover, Fang Yi also wanted to know what changes the flying sword would happen after he had eaten his spiritual energy.

With a thought, the flying sword returned to Fang Yi's dantian. After turning his wrist, the spiritual energy in the spirit stone began to pass into Fang Yi's meridians into the flying sword again. The rapid consumption made Fang Yi feel very distressed. If this spirit stone was used up, Fang Yi would not know where to get it.

However, after absorbing about 60% of the spiritual energy from the spirit stone, the flying sword stopped and stayed quietly in Fang Yi's dantian, and a trace of spiritual energy was scattered outward, which actually feeds back to Fang Yi.

For a moment, Fang Yi was also blessed to his heart. He sat cross-legged on the ground and began to absorb and refine the spiritual energy that the flying sword fed back. He soon entered the deep level of the forgetfulness of things and me. He felt as if he was gone, and he had no sense of external things.

Of course, if there is malice and danger against Fang Yi coming to him, Fang Yi's spiritual sense will react immediately and pull Fang Yi out of the deep level of meditation.

"Well? All the lost qi and blood have been made up?" I don't know how long it took, Fang Yi slowly opened his eyes and looked inward. Fang Yi found that his qi and blood were surging at this time, and he was no longer as weak as he had refining the weapon.

"Hey, the second meridian of the eight extraordinary meridians is about to be opened?" What surprised Fang Yi even more was that the second meridian in his body was already a little loose at this moment, which means that Fang Yi has arrived at the threshold that is about to enter the second level of the Qi Refining Period.

"How long have I been in a meditation?"

Fang Yi stood up and found that there was a layer of dust on the surface of his body's clothes. The hair that was originally full of ears was also on his shoulders. Fang Yi knew that he must have entered the meditation this time.

"Has this spirit stone been absorbed and refined by myself?" Fang Yi looked at his palm. The place where he originally held the spirit stone was left, only a layer of dust-like debris was left. Fang Yi knew that it should be the way he looked after the spirit energy of the spirit stone was exhausted.

This made Fang Yi feel a little unbelievable. In the past, he used spirit stones to practice, and at most he could only absorb a trace of spiritual energy to refine it. The trace of spiritual energy is still less than one percent of the spiritual stone. Even if he absorbed 60% of the spiritual energy from the flying sword, the remaining spiritual energy could not be absorbed and refined by Fang Yi in one go into meditation.

"If it is really a spirit stone that can break through a small realm, it will be worth it even if all the spirit stones in your hand are used up."

Fang Yi felt a little joy in his heart. Fang Yi could naturally distinguish between the spirit stone and cultivation, no matter how much it is, the spirit stone is an external object, but cultivation is the foundation of his own life and the ultimate goal pursued by practitioners.

In fact, Fang Yi didn't know that after the natal magic weapon was successfully refined, it needed to absorb a lot of spiritual energy to nourish it. Usually, most of the spiritual energy in the body of those with mid-stage Qi refining must be absorbed. Fang Yi just entered the Qi refining stage, and the spiritual energy contained in the meridian in his body was not enough to nourish the flying sword.

But by chance, Fang Yi happened to take out the spirit stone to practice, which just filled the problem of insufficient spiritual energy in his body. He fed the flying sword at one time and also fed it back, causing Fang Yi to enter a state of cultivation similar to epiphany and refine the remaining spiritual energy of the spirit stone.

It can be said that Fang Yi's luck is really good. By chance, it not only solved the hidden dangers of flying swords, but also made Fang Yi's cultivation improve greatly. You must know that in the secular world where spiritual energy is scarce, it is almost impossible for Fang Yi to advance to a breakthrough.

"I don't rush to break through, go out and take a look." Fang Yi smiled and shook his head, stood up from the ground, pushed open the door of the alchemy room, looked up at the sky, and found that the flaming sun above his head seemed not as conspicuous as before.

In a country with a subtropical climate like Thailand, the only bad thing is that it is not different from spring, summer, autumn and winter. According to Fang Yi's estimate of his hair length, he will have at least three or five months in seclusion this time. However, the climate outside is no different from when he entered the alchemy room, and Fang Yi cannot tell how long he has been in seclusion.

Standing still, Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness spread, instantly covering most of the resort villas. Bai Chuxia, who was meditating in the hut by the lake, Wei Mingcheng, who was shooting in the underground shooting range, and Si Yuanjie, who was sitting by the lake fishing, all appeared in Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness.

"I'm out!" Fang Yi's voice appeared in the minds of several people. Wei Mingcheng and others were stunned at first, then they showed joy on their faces. They threw away the objects in their hands and rushed towards the alchemy room.

"Go to the house by the lake."

Fang Yi's voice sounded again, and his body moved, and his body had already appeared a hundred meters away. With several shaking, Fang Yi came to the door of the house where he lived, and Bai Chuxia just opened the door.

"Chuxia, how long have I been in seclusion?" Looking at his wife, Fang Yi gently stretched out his hand to try to put his wife's hair down, but as soon as his hand stretched out halfway, it stopped in the air. Then an incredible look appeared in Fang Yi's eyes.

"Early summer, are you pregnant?"

Looking at the bottom of his wife's loose clothes, her belly actually bulged, and Fang Yi's mind suddenly turned blank. When he saw his wife with his spiritual sense just now, Bai Chuxia was sitting on the ground, but now she was standing face to face, so Fang Yi couldn't see it.

It took Fang Yi four or five years to go down the mountain, and he had been married to Bai Chuxia for a year or two. Since both of them embarked on the path of cultivation, they did not deliberately ask for children. However, when he saw his wife getting pregnant, Fang Yi was still very surprised.

"You are still willing to leave the confinement."

Looking at her husband standing stupidly in front of him, Bai Chuxia gave him a hygiene ball, gently pressing his bulge with his hands, and his face was full of the glory of maternal love. "After you were in seclusion, I found out that you were pregnant. What's abominable is that you haven't even left the seclusion for such a long time. Do you know that prenatal education requires the cooperation of your father!"

"Prenatus education?" Fang Yi didn't understand what was going on for a moment. Fang Yi knew too little about some common sense in life.

"It is when you are pregnant, you should talk to your baby frequently to let her listen to music to relieve her mood!" Bai Chuxia glared at her husband in anger and said angrily and amusedly; "I have bought a lot of books, so you can take a good look and learn how to be a father!"

"Yes, yes, it's me wrong, don't be angry." Fang Yi quickly smiled, held his wife with his hands, and said, "Come on, don't stand, sit down and talk, what should I do if I'm tired?"

"How can I be so spoiled? I am also a congenital cultivator, okay?"

Bai Chuxia gave Fang Yi a blank look, but she enjoyed her husband's clothes very much. With Fang Yi's support, she sat on the open-air recliner outside the door. The houses they lived in were surrounded by the lake, with the scenery of the lake and the mountains and the scenery was very beautiful.

"Early summer, how many months have you been here?" Fang Yi wanted to use his hand to go to his wife's abdomen, but after stretching it out, he shrank back.

"It's eight months since you don't come out, she will come out." Bai Chuxia held Fang Yi's hand funny and gently placed it on his abdomen, saying, "What are you afraid of? Let the child feel the breath of his father. You have to talk to her more."

"Yes, yes." Fang Yi was like a child at this time, who was at a loss. He didn't dare to move at all without knowing his own hand. He had not yet woken up from the surprise of becoming a father.

"I've been in seclusion for eight months." Fang Yi suddenly reacted, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face. This was much longer than he had imagined, and this was the longest time Fang Yi spent on practicing.

"I didn't bother you when I knew you were in seclusion."

Bai Chuxia leaned her body gently on Fang Yi and said, "But I would sit outside the door for a while every day. Every time I pass by, our children are very happy. She knows it's her father inside."

In the past, Bai Chuxia would not stick to Fang Yi like this, but women who were pregnant needed care the most, and Fang Yi was in seclusion for so long, so Bai Chuxia wished she would never be separated from her husband for a moment.

"How could the child know? How did you know that he was very happy?" Fang Yi asked silly.

"I'm so stupid, she can move. Once she moves, she means happiness." Bai Chuxia pinched Fang Yi's waist angrily. Her husband was like a lump of wood, and the good atmosphere was destroyed by his words.

"Hehe, he's moving again now, I feel it."

After being pinched by his wife, Fang Yi only knew how to giggle. He did feel the child in his wife's belly gently touching his palm. A wonderful feeling of blood connection suddenly surged into Fang Yi's heart.

"I don't know if it's a kid or a girl?" Fang Yi said to himself. He could sense the vitality of the child, but Fang Yi was afraid of harming the child, so he did not dare to use his spiritual sense to detect the situation in his wife's body.

"It's a girl, our little princess!" Bai Chuxia said with a happy face.

"How do you know?" Fang Yi was stunned. How could he know his gender before the child was born?

"Silly, don't you know you can have a B-ultrasound examination?" Bai Chuxia was really amused and crying about her husband's reaction. On some common sense issues, Fang Yi sometimes really looks like an idiot.

"Girl is good, girl is good!" Fang Yi has always been immersed in the joy of becoming a father. No matter what his wife says, he smiles foolishly.

"Hey, Fang Yi, you are still willing to leave the confinement!"

As the two were talking, Wei Mingcheng rushed over. When he saw Fang Yi, he said the same words as Bai Chuxia. If he hadn't known that Fang Yi had a high level of cultivation, he could no longer be able to use common sense to seize it. Meditation without drinking or eating for eight months would really scare people.

"Don't come over, just stand there!" Before Wei Mingcheng could approach, Fang Yi brushed his right hand out. Wei Mingcheng only felt a soft but irresistible force, pushing himself backward for more than ten meters.

"What are you doing?" Wei Mingcheng was a little stunned. He hadn't seen him for nearly a year. He originally wanted to have a hug with Fang Yi.

"Your clothes smell, go back and change your clothes and take a shower before coming over, don't smoke Chuxia and my children."

Fang Yi curled his lips. With his six senses, he could naturally clearly smell the smell of gunpowder emitted from Wei Mingcheng, but in fact there was wind by the lake. Along the way, the smell on Wei Mingcheng had almost dissipated.

"Hey, and you, there's a fishy smell on your body. Go back to take a shower, otherwise don't get close to us."
Chapter completed!