To Eternal Will

Chapter 7 Turtle Marks Recognize the Lord
In the following days, when Zhang Dapang and others looked at Bai Xiaochun's thatched hut, they all paid attention at all times. Since Bai Xiaochun's cultivation base broke through to the second level of condensed energy, and he went out to talk to himself, his practice in the hut , continued again.

Inside the house, Bai Xiaochun wiped off the sweat from his forehead, naked, endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth and tried hard to pose for the third picture.

The qi in his body is no longer a stream, but is about to become a small river, swimming in his body, every time he swims a circle, his body will make a crackling sound, the original round body, At this moment, she has lost weight completely, even a circle thinner than when she first came to Huozaofang.

But there are bursts of strength, which seem to be stored in his body. With the persistence of practice, his thin body seems to be beating slightly, and even if he listens carefully, he can faintly hear the thumping sound of his heart echoing. houses.

More and more spiritual pressure was continuously condensed in his body. This feeling of being stronger every moment made Bai Xiaochun more motivated, until a few days later, Bai Xiaochun's whole body was stabbed sharply. The pain was much more severe than before, so he had to give up.

Panting heavily, Bai Xiaochun's eyes were bloodshot. He had a strong feeling that his body couldn't hold it anymore. Although he would constantly absorb the spiritual power from the surrounding world during his cultivation, he obviously couldn't keep up with it. The consumption of the body, and the extra meals in the fire kitchen also depend on luck, not every day.

After all, most people practice the Ziqi Ding Ding Kung Fu once a few days, even if they are diligent, they can only do it once a day at most. He does it here day and night, all the time, not to mention Fatty Zhang and others. If the inner sect disciples knew about it, they would all be shocked.

It's just that he has cultivated to this level, but Bai Xiaochun still feels unsafe. He has always been keen on safety and security, so he took out the one-time spiritual rice that he hid, held it in his hand, looked at it, and then used an ordinary pot to remove it. When it was cooked, he swallowed it without any hesitation as the spirit energy released.

The Lingmi melted in his mouth, forming a rich aura, which was many times stronger than ordinary Lingmi. It was not a level of majestic power at all. It rushed out of his body with a bang, Bai Xiaochun hurriedly practiced, and put out the third As shown in the picture above, adjust your breathing.

Just like that, half a month later, one late night, Bai Xiaochun's body shook violently. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly discovered that his cultivation had unknowingly broken through the second layer of condensed energy and became the third layer of condensed energy. .

This change made Bai Xiaochun immediately ecstatic, with excitement in his eyes, and he laughed loudly. He looked at his body, the energy channels in his body had completely transformed from a stream to a small river.

This small river swims quickly in the body, the speed is much faster than before, even with just one thought, the spiritual energy in the body will instantly swim to any position in the body with his mind.

"Third layer of condensed energy! This spiritual rice from the first spirit refining is really extraordinary!" Bai Xiaochun stood up, licked his lips, and deliberately made a few more grains of spiritual rice, but felt the meridians in his body swell, thinking of the bamboo book According to the introduction on the website, I know that I need to let my body get used to it, and I can't continue to practice for a short time.

Only then did I suppress my previous thoughts, and walked around the room, looking smug, but soon stopped, and looked at the outer door along the window. Although it was late at night, I could vaguely see it with the help of moonlight. The big tree on the path outside the fire stove.

"No, Xu Baocai's wooden sword seems a little unusual, even if it reaches the third level of condensed energy, it's not safe!" Bai Xiaochun frowned, and after a moment of thought, he glanced at the colorful wooden swords beside him, and then at the house. The pot inside.

"If you can refine the spirit twice, maybe it will be safer." Thinking of this, he immediately made a decision, and went out of the room to get some spirit wood from the stove room.

After the preparations were completed, in the middle of the night, Bai Xiaochun stood beside the mysterious pot, lit the wood fire, saw a streak light up, and threw the wooden sword into the pot.

But this time, after waiting for a long time, there was still no response. Bai Xiaochun frowned, looked at the pattern on the tortoise pattern pot, and then saw that the wood fire under it had turned to ashes, pondered Shaoqing, and went out to find some spiritual wood , but after a few times, no matter how the flame burned, there was still no slight change in the wooden sword.

"These are all one-color fire wood. Could it be that the temperature is not enough and needs a higher heat... two-color fire?" Bai Xiaochun thought of this, walked out of the door, and when he came back again, he was already holding a piece of purple wood in his hand. There are not many stoves left, Bai Xiaochun only found one.

After putting it under the pot to ignite, a flame appeared immediately. This flame was composed of two colors, and it was a two-color fire with a much higher temperature!
As soon as the two-color fire appeared, the second pattern on the tortoise-pattern pot was bright for a moment, but the two-color fire quickly dimmed, as if all the firepower was taken away at once. After a while, when the two-color fire After it was completely burned to ashes, the second spirit pattern on the tortoise pattern pot had already lit up.

"It's done!" Bai Xiaochun's eyes lit up, and he quickly put the wooden sword in the pot, a silver light suddenly flashed, and the time was actually several breaths longer than the previous one.

Seeing that it was slowly dimming, but suddenly, the silver light rose sharply and came straight towards Bai Xiaochun. This change happened so suddenly that Bai Xiaochun had no time to react. There was a blur in front of his eyes, an indescribable coldness, like freezing in an instant , blending into Bai Xiaochun's body, he was horrified to find that he couldn't stop it at all, and watched the icy cold whipping hard in his body.

His whole complexion paled immediately, and when his eyes blurred, it seemed that something was sucked out of his body one after another, and merged into the tortoise pattern pot.

It wasn't until this moment that the silver light dissipated, and a wooden sword that was sharper than before, and even made people's eyes hurt when looking at it, suddenly appeared in the pot.

Although this sword still looks colorful and tattered, the wooden texture inside it has changed. If you wipe off the paint, you can clearly see the starburst from those textures. This sword has been completely and fundamentally changed. up.

Almost at the same time as the wooden sword appeared, there was a rumbling sound of thunder in the sky on the south bank of Lingxi Sect, as if there was a roar from the sky, shaking countless monks of Lingxi Sect. Go fast and go fast.

While the thunder echoed, a second silver streak appeared on the wooden sword's body, flickered several times in a row, and then dimmed, disappearing under the smeared variegated colors.

Bai Xiaochun didn't care to look at the wooden sword, and took a few steps back with a cloudy expression, his body was on the verge of falling, and it took him a while to recover, the feeling of that moment just now made him feel lingering fear.

"What was taken out of my body..." His eyes fell on the bronze mirror hanging on the wall in anxiety. After subconsciously taking a look, he rubbed his eyes and looked carefully again. Gradually, he was stunned. .

In the mirror, there was an extra white hair on the tip of his forehead, and although his appearance had not changed, he seemed to be a year older no matter how he looked.

"Life!!" Bai Xiaochun murmured in despair.

"The only thing that is missing is my lifespan. I... I..." He wanted to cry but had no tears. The purpose of his practice was to live long, but now he has not obtained long life, and instead lost a year of life. Speaking of which, the blow can be described as huge.

"It's a loss... I never imagined that I, Bai Xiaochun, have been safe for half of my life, but sometimes I stumble..." He sat there blankly, and smiled wryly. After calming down, he raised his head to look at the tortoise-patterned pot, but his eyes slowed down. Showing a strange meaning, he had a faint feeling that after the life essence was sucked away, there was some kind of connection between himself and the turtle pattern pot, as if he could control it.

With a thought in his heart, he raised his right hand and pointed at the pot.

Immediately, the black light of the tortoise-patterned pot flashed, and it shrank instantly, heading straight for Bai Xiaochun, and disappeared into his fingertips in the blink of an eye. , and looked at the empty stove.

"This... this..." He pointed his right hand to the ground again, black light shone, and with a bang, the pot appeared again.

Bai Xiaochun tried several times in a row, his expression was cloudy and cloudy, both joyful and melancholy, and finally he sighed.

"Although it can be absorbed into the body at this moment, the cost is a year's lifespan. No matter how you think about it, it is still a loss."

In the afternoon of the next day, when Bai Xiaochun was thinking about how to get back the life essence that had been sucked out of him, he suddenly looked up and felt seven or eight figures galloping towards him outside the fire stove.

Bai Xiaochun couldn't notice it at the first level of condensed energy, but now at the third level of condensed energy, he immediately felt that among the seven or eight figures, the leader was Xu Baocai.

At the same time, Xu Baocai's voice, full of resentment, suddenly came.

"Bai Xiaochun, you have a senior brother guarding you, and I, Xu Baocai, have one too. Today's grievances between you and me should be resolved."
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My wife took my daughter out for a trip... and threw me home again, every year like this... I feel so pitiful, so sad, please recommend tickets for comfort, please collect comfort~~
I will continue to write later, let's meet at 12 o'clock tonight!
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