The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 191 Are You a Brick?
"By the way, Master Bai and the others will be worried about my sudden disappearance." Leng Wuyou remembered this, and she is grateful to Master Bai and the others, "If it weren't for Master Bai and the others, maybe I would have become that person now. in the belly of a beast."

Jun Moyuan was also grateful, "Don't worry, I left a letter when I left."

Leng Wuyou nodded, since she left the letter, she didn't worry anymore.

Time is like water, and the sky is covered with a black curtain in a blink of an eye.

The time here seems to pass quickly, Leng Wuyou doesn't know if it's an illusion, after all there is no comparison.

At this moment, she was sitting cross-legged on the bed, her consciousness entered her soul, a red flame danced between her eyebrows, but where did this little tree in her soul come from.

It also took root in her soul, Leng Wuyou frowned, a tree grew in this person's soul, is it normal?She had never heard of plants growing in anyone's soul.

Looking at the little tree, Leng Wuyou always felt a little awkward, and wanted to get it out, but found that no matter what she did, the tree had just made a home in her spirit, and there was no sign of it coming out at all.

Leng Wuyou had no choice but to frown and give up.

Feeling that Leng Wuyou's consciousness left the soul, the little tree in the center of the soul twisted its small torso, looking triumphant.

Looking at the flames floating in front of him, Leng Wuyou recalled the cultivation method he had seen before in his mind.

The first step in cultivating the gods is to awaken the fire of the soul, well, she has already completed this, the second step is to concentrate, to condense the power of her soul into a solid body, which can transform everything.

Leng Wuyou thought about it, regarding the cultivation method of concentration, first release the power of one's soul in the palm of the hand, then compress, keep compressing until the entity is squeezed out, and then slowly transform into an image.

The invisible power of soul gathers in Leng Wuyou's palm, and then compresses it little by little.

With the passage of time, in her palm, a virtual shadow is slowly solidifying and taking shape.

Seeing the physical power of the soul in the palm of his hand, Leng Wuyou blinked, thinking that this is quite simple, why did Master Bai tell her that the most difficult part of cultivating the gods is the second step of concentration!
Leng Wuyou couldn't figure it out, so she simply didn't think about it, she dispersed the power of the soul in her hands, and then condensed her soul weapon according to her heart.

She closed her eyes, let her thoughts go blank, and let the power of her soul gather by herself.

As the power of the divine soul increased, Leng Wuyou's face became a little pale, and there was already a prototype of an object in her palm.

"Why is it a pill cauldron?" Looking at the pocket alchemy cauldron in her palm, Leng Wuyou frowned. How could she use a pill furnace to fight? Is it like a brick to smash?

Forget it, Dan Ding is Dan Ding!Maybe it can be used for alchemy in the future, Leng Wuyou thought.

Her soul power is still a little weak, and even this alchemy has not been fully condensed, and she feels a little tired.

In fact, Leng Wuyou's soul power is not weak, it's just that the alchemy she condensed was too compressed, so she felt powerless.

At the initial condensation, the alchemy cauldron was twice as big as the alchemy furnace used for alchemy, but now, the alchemy cauldron can be held in Leng Wuyou's palm.

For the third step of quenching the spirit, this requires the use of the quenching spirit stone, but what is the quenching spirit stone, she left suddenly, and Master Bai didn't tell her.

She looked out at the sky through the open window. The black sky was like the mouth of a monster, wanting to eat people. On the dark night, there were stars flickering on and off, and the crescent moon was like a boat hanging on the branches.

Leng Wuyou withdrew his gaze, since he couldn't practice, then he should have a good rest.

(End of this chapter)