The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Cui Zun couldn't figure out what was going on, so he could only wait and see for a while.

Compared with before, Yunying separated a few strands to rubbing skills in the thunder, and now Yunying has lost most of her spiritual consciousness into the waterfall, so the mutation in the sea of ​​consciousness is more obvious than before, and almost the entire sea of ​​consciousness has been wiped out. It was dyed the color of water, and there was faint purple light flowing in it. It was not gorgeous, but it had a quiet beauty.

In particular, Yunying is still running the Qingling exercises non-stop, and the spiritual consciousness is surging all the time. The spiritual consciousness that has become viscous due to absorbing the spirit of the scroll before has become liquid again after many days of training. .After being dyed a blue-purple color, it looks more and more like the ever-ebbing sea water.

Yunying herself didn't realize it, but Cui Zun saw that in the depths of her sea of ​​consciousness, the part that had become sticky due to the spirit of the scroll was constantly shrinking, like a heart.

And around this heart, circles of ripples are silently rippling outwards, forming tiny whirlpools.

If this vortex becomes bigger, what kind of scene will be formed, Cui Zun still dare not say for sure, but he knows that Yun Ying is walking a road that no one has traveled before.

Yun Ying concentrated on copying the exercises on the stone wall, and carefully discerned the shape of the characters from the mossy stone wall. Before she knew it, several days and nights passed.

There is no sun and moon in the illusion, but monks can naturally feel the passage of time.

It has been a whole month since they entered the secret realm.

Collecting so many treasure exercises in this month can be regarded as a fruitful harvest, but the three of them still haven't completed all the tasks, and they each have places they want to go, so they have to work harder.

Su Minglang has collected a lot of strange water in the past few days, it seems that Zhen Ling has not changed his identity because of being drunk by Feng Jing, and still does his own way, and he is very partial to Su Minglang.

It's just that the Qingyu Liulibing that Su Minglang wanted never showed up.

Because Feng Jing didn't have the help of Yunying's spiritual sense, she could only grab it quickly with her own eyesight and hands, and only got three or four drops of strange water in a few days.Yunying completely gave up collecting water droplets, and devoted herself to recording the stone wall exercises, and never paid attention to the matter of different waters.

She had already recorded most of the exercises, and when she was about to send her spiritual knowledge to the stone wall on Feng Jing's side, she suddenly heard him call.

"Senior brother Su!" Feng Jing shouted at Su Minglang holding a jade bottle, "This seems to be the one you want!"

Hearing what he said, Su Minglang immediately ran to his side, no matter how close the two spiritual qi could touch the strange water, they were all washed away by the waterfall.

Inside the jade bottle is a round drop of water, with faint ice patterns flickering in it. At first glance, it seems to be covered with a thin layer of ice, but at second glance, it looks like heavy rain is falling from the water drop.

"That's right!" Su Minglang was so happy that he couldn't help himself, "This is Qingyu Liulibing! Xiaojing, let's discuss it!"

He lined up the strange waters collected in the past few days and let Feng Jing choose.

Feng Jing originally wanted to tease Su Minglang again, to get revenge for blocking her words a few days ago.Turning around, she saw Yunying was also looking this way, she felt that this act of revenge was a little too naive, so she swallowed back the harsh words that came to her lips.

"Qingyu Liulibing is the eighth-grade strange water, and you only need to exchange it with a drop of the eighth-grade strange water... Just this drop of condensed crystal dew!" Feng Jing quickly picked out of a pile of bottles and cans After getting what he wanted, after exchanging with Su Minglang, he pushed him three feet away.