Chapter 58. Qidong

A teenager sat on the roof, his palm turned to the sky, and a small beam of light went from the top of his head to the bright moon.

For a long time, the teenager slowly finished his work, frowned, and exhaled a turbid breath.

"The essence of the moon is really difficult to deal with." This person is Ye Fan. At this moment, he uses the swallowing moon and forms the essence of a small piece of the moon in his body, but the refining speed is as slow as a snail. At this speed, it takes Ye Fan a month to complete the refining. If he knows that he has practiced the swallowing moon and can still complete the essence of the moon in a month, he will definitely praise it.

But Ye Fan is not satisfied. A month is too long.

"What should I do?" Ye Fan walked around impatiently. After thinking about it, he had no strange things on his body that could accelerate refining, and his body had been transformed.

"Wait, body, "Soul Refining!" Ye Fan's heart lit up. After several months of practice, he almost forgot that he had such strange things as soul refining.

Work hard to call for the word "soul refining", but there is no movement at all.

The bitterness gradually spreads at the corners of his mouth. Is there really nothing he can do? Just when Ye Fan is about to give up.

A glittering ancient book suddenly appeared in his heart. When he saw the ancient book for the first time, Ye Fan did not feel anything wrong.

When I saw the ancient book this time, I was already a congenital cultivation, but the more I felt that the horror of the ancient book was, like the Pluto who dominated life.

The second chapter, the spirit chapter, people have joy, anger, sorrow, joy, fear, love, evil, and desire. The spirit contains the power of anger.

The anger of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon have no light, the sky collapses and the earth; the anger of the emperor, the corpse is thousands of miles away, and the blood flows into a river; the anger of the man, draw a knife to meet each other, and the blood splashes five steps.

If you want to cultivate the spirit, you need to understand the law of anger, gather the anger of the emperors and earth into one, and get a perfect spirit. The spirit is like wolf smoke, straight to the sky, endless, demons and evil charms cannot be close to you.

At the same time, martial artists who have become spirits can refine the power that is difficult to refine. The sun, moon and stars, the power of yin and yang, gold, wood, water, fire and earth can all be refined.

"Any power can be refined. Isn't this including the essence of the moon? That's great." Ye Fan said in surprise.

I tried to open the next article, but I couldn't turn it over, and then a message suddenly appeared in my mind. The next requirement: status.

Sure enough, Ye Fan smiled bitterly. Each article corresponds to the cultivation of a soul, and the requirements are increased in turn.

The cultivation of the spirit is different from that of the spirit. The spirit only needs to hunt monsters and obtain the power of their spirit. For the cultivation of the spirit, if you do the same, you can only achieve small success, and then there will be no progress. You need to understand the law of anger before you can further practice.

He frowned. He had no clue about the law of anger and didn't know where to start. It seemed that it needed an opportunity, but he was able to hunt monsters.

In Ye Fan's current state, the requirements for the spirit naturally increase. The effect of hunting monsters in the gas refining period is certainly not very good, and there is no place for monsters to gather around. Moreover, there are even fewer places for innate monsters. For a while, I really can't think of a suitable place.

"I have it!" Ye Fan suddenly thought of a place.

In the place of sectual trials, there are many demons in the refining period, and innate monsters. As the test place for the inner disciples, he used to be an outer disciple and was not qualified to enter. Even if he entered, he was also the end of being eaten by monsters, so Ye Fan did not expect to be here for a moment.

The trial place is open once a year. After about a few days, it should be opened. At that time, many inner disciples will go in to hunt monsters and get their fur and inner elixir in exchange for resources for cultivation.

With Ye Fan's strength and below the previous position, ordinary innate monsters are not his opponent at all. Unless they meet more than two congenital nine-layer monsters, or the innate monster overlord, but the monster overlord is rare. He doesn't think that the sect can catch the monster overlord in the place of trial and let his disciples go in and die. .

As for the congenital nine-layer monsters with more than two heads, there is nothing to worry about. The monsters that have reached this strength are all male on one side, and will never allow other congenital nine-layer monsters to appear in their own territory. As the saying goes, one mountain does not allow two tigers. When two such monsters appear together, they must fight and kill each other. It's over.

At the trial place, I came. Ye Fan raised a smile in the moonlight and was confident.

In the past few days, Ye Fan still tried to refine the essence of the moon, and the effect was very little. The essence in the body did not decrease but increased, because at night, the moon swallowing skill will run involuntarily and devour the moonlight. Although the effect is not active, the victory is absorbed all the time. He finally knows those brothers who practice swallowing the moon. Why do you commit suicide? Because this is simply a dead end. In the end, the endless essence of the moon exists in your body, which is enough to make you useless and can't lift a trace of true spirit.

Finally, on the opening day of the trial land, Ye Fan set out for the meeting place.

At this time, there is already a group of people standing at the door of the trial place. Everyone is well-dressed and extraordinary, and they can't help showing a strong momentum from the mainstream. These people are all inner disciples.

In front of these people stood three people, two men and one woman. Three people talked and laughed, but the others kept a certain distance from them. These people occasionally glanced here with awe.

In front of the three people stood an old man. He was the person responsible for the opening of the trial. He was an elder of the sect. The elder's cultivation was in the status realm, and the inner disciples maintained enough awe of the strong in the status realm, including the three.

Ye Fan mixed in the crowd with an expressionless face. He still understood the truth of shooting the first bird. In this trial, he just wanted to devour the power of the spirit. He had no other ideas, and naturally did not want to have more.

However, a lot of trouble is not that he doesn't want to find it, so he won't come. One of the three people in front of him suddenly turned around and saw Ye Fan at a glance. The frequency of new faces of the inner disciples is still very rare, so Ye Fan's new face seems so abrupt in a group of people.

The man who turned around showed a smile on the corners of his mouth and looked at Ye Fan's cold and ruthless eyes. "I didn't expect you to participate in the trial. This is just right. I'm worried that I can't find a way to kill you. I didn't expect you to send it to your door. Don't worry, I will slowly kill you and let you know the end of being against me." This person is none other than Qi Dong.

The other two followed Qi Dong's eyes and also saw Ye Fan. If they looked at Ye Fan with some understanding, and then saw Qi Dong's cold eyes, they all showed a trace of sympathy for Ye Fan. Although they did not know who he was, a new inner disciple fought against Qi Dong, which was doomed to be an extraordinary tragedy.

The two withdrew their eyes, and they didn't bother to care about the dead.

Qi Dong wiped his neck at Ye Fan. His ferocious smile climbed up to his face little by little, and immediately turned his head and left.

The disciples around Ye Fan saw this scene and looked at Ye Fan strangely. Everyone kept a certain distance from Ye Fan.

"Who is this person?" Ye Fan looked at Qi Dong puzzledly and didn't understand why this person had such a strong murderous spirit towards himself.

At the same time, he doesn't like the way people around him look at him, as if he were looking at a dead man.

He thought carefully about whether he had offended anyone in the sect. The names turned over one by one in his heart and finally positioned them in a person's name.

"Qi Dong, so it is." Ye Fan knew in his heart why the man was strongly hostile to him just now.

"Since you want to kill me, I won't be polite to you. It's still unknown who will kill you." With a flash of coldness in his eyes, he has never been afraid of trouble. Although he doesn't like to make trouble, since trouble comes to him, he will not ignore it.

"The place of this trial will be opened for 3 days. Be sure to return after 3 days, otherwise you will be trapped here." The elder said slowly.

After saying that, he made a few gestures, and the surging aura poured into his palm, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face. The aura of heaven and earth needed to open the place of trial was a terrible number. If an innate martial artist was opened, it would be sucked to dry in less than a few seconds, and only the strong in status could open it.

Even with his skills, it is a little difficult.

"Open!" The elder's beard was windless and automatic. His eyes opened angrily, and the gestures in his hand changed extremely quickly. Every second, countless aura poured into the space in front of him. A silver door slowly emerged in the air. Under the infusion of infinite aura of heaven and earth, it gradually condensed and finally turned into a silver size 10 meters high and 5 meters wide. The door.

"Enter quickly, remember, the gate will be closed in 3 days." The elder shouted loudly.

"Thank you, Elder." A group of disciples filed in. Naturally, the first to enter was the inner door, and the remaining disciples also entered one after another. Ye Fan entered with the crowd.

I was dizzy, and the scene in front of me changed greatly. The rolling mountains, lush forests, sparkling lakes, and a beautiful scenery.

Ye Fan was a little surprised. This is not like a place of detention. It is obviously a beautiful place of interest.

"Ha ha, you are Ye Fan." A faint sound sounded.

Along the direction of the sound, a man in a red robe stood there with a gloomy smile.

"Exact is, what advice do you have?" The man in front of him was Qi Dong. Ye Fan knew that he would be against him, but he didn't expect to do it so soon.

"It's nothing. It's just a matter of borrowing your head." As if he was saying a trivial thing, Qi Dong still looked light.

The disciples around him who had not left were all stiff when they heard the words, and then looked at Ye Fan sympathetically. Although they didn't know how this man offended Qi Dong, it was no longer important, because he was going to die soon.

"Brother Qi Dong, solve it quickly. We still have important things to do." A tall man next to Qi Dong said impatiently.