Wrath of the Immortal

"Asshole! I don't believe this evil."

Hu Meiyao stared at Xiao Chen who was practicing and suddenly became very angry.

In order to figure out the reason, she quickly cast a spell.

The result is still the same.

No matter how much the vortex absorbs the spiritual energy, it cannot be used by her at all.

Forget it if that's the case. Not long after, the formation she arranged began to tremble violently.

Seeing that the formation was about to collapse, Hu Meiyao was even more annoyed, so she could only wave her sleeves and forcefully cancel the formation.

She didn't want to see the formation explode after the spiritual energy was saturated.

In that case, not only would the cave be destroyed, but Xiao Chen would also be seriously injured.

Hu Meiyao didn't think highly of Xiao Chen, but because the secrets about Xiao Chen made her curious.

As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat.

Xiao Chen treated her like this before, and she still wanted to get close to him. This was also the reason why.

Hu Meiyao is a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder and will not give up until she understands the cause.

"I don't believe it, I can't absorb this spiritual energy."

Hu Meiyao had the urge to strangle Xiao Chen to death and gritted her teeth.

It wasn't like she hadn't thought about giving up. She felt unwilling to think that such rich spiritual power was wasted.

Hu Meiyao gritted her teeth, took out the spirit stones from her storage bag, and continued to arrange the formation.

The formation this time was the Spirit Gathering Formation, which was much better than before.

However, the result is the same, still unable to take possession of that spiritual power.

After repeated failures, Hu Meiyao's mentality completely collapsed.

She became crazy, no matter how high the price was, she would successfully absorb the spiritual energy released by Xiao Chen.

Time passes by in a hurry like a white horse passing by.

Half a month later, Hu Meiyao turned pale and sat down on the futon.

After setting up the formation for half a month, she was already exhausted.

If his cultivation level were not high enough and his body was full of spiritual energy, he would not have been able to persist until now.

Her consciousness was extremely tired and she wanted to rest, but she was unwilling to do so.

The spiritual energy around Xiao Chen became more and more dense, and finally condensed into a large amount of liquid.

"Echral fluid!!!"

Hu Meiyao took a breath of cold air, her eyes filled with disbelief.

In the world of immortality, spiritual fluid is a rare treasure.

Every drop of spiritual liquid is priceless.

Compared to fire crystal, I don’t know how many times higher it is.

The spiritual liquid contains terrifying spiritual power.

It is precious because the formation process is extremely difficult.

Only in places where the spiritual energy is strong and cannot be dispersed, a drop of spiritual liquid will be formed after years of condensation.

Spiritual liquid can not only increase one's cultivation level, but also restore the spiritual power in the body within an extremely short period of time.

At this moment, Xiao Chen was unaware of the changes around him. He was still in the process of dispersing his energy.

Sanqigong and cultivation are completely different.

When practicing, your spiritual consciousness will linger around you and you can sense the surrounding situation.

When dispersing the power, the spiritual consciousness is in a closed state and cannot perceive the external situation.

Even if you are in danger, you cannot wake up from San Gong unless your life hangs by a thread.

"Hmph! It won't be too late to absorb these spiritual liquids after you finish dispersing your energy!"

Hu Meiyao thought of this, with a strange smile on her lips.

However, what she didn't expect was that after waiting for a long time, Xiao Chen still hadn't finished his exercise.

You know, the time spent doing exercise is directly proportional to the level of cultivation.

The higher the level of cultivation, the longer it takes to spread the power.

Of course, the more spiritual energy in a person's body, it will also affect the speed of dispersing power.

Hu Meiyao didn't think about spiritual roots. She felt that Xiao Chen only had a hundred spiritual roots in his body and it would take at most a month.

If she knew that Xiao Chen had an astonishing amount of spiritual roots, she didn't know what she would think.

Hu Meiyao waited slowly, and after waiting for another month, Xiao Chen still didn't finish his exercise.

No matter how stupid she was, she knew something was wrong.

Just as she was about to think about the reason, the next scene surprised her again and again.

The aura around Xiao Chen was not only rich, but also so pure that it was scary.

Part of it turned into spiritual liquid, and the other part turned into spiritual mist.

"Such a large piece of spiritual mist..."

Hu Meiyao's eyes shone with excitement.

If this piece of spiritual mist is absorbed, even if the formation of a baby fails, it will not lead to a regression in cultivation.

Conceiving a baby is a difficult threshold to cross in the journey of cultivating immortality, and the success rate is extremely low.

Many people spend their entire lives on the road to conceiving a baby, and go through it dozens of times without success.

Every time a baby is born, a large amount of spiritual power is required in the body, and a large number of elixirs and heavenly materials and earthly treasures are also needed.

As long as the birth of a baby is successful, the cultivation level will advance by leaps and bounds.

Even if the physical body is destroyed, the Nascent Soul can survive alone and has the means to escape.

If the birth of a baby fails, he will either be seriously injured or his cultivation will regress.

Not long ago, Qin Muxue failed to conceive a baby and was in a coma.

If Xiao Chen hadn't appeared in time and injected enough spiritual power into her, her cultivation would have dropped to the late Golden Core stage.

Even though there is only a small difference between the late Golden Elixir and the Great Perfection in the late Golden Elixir, their strength is vastly different.

Under normal circumstances, Dzogchen monks in the late Golden Core stage can easily kill strong ones in the late Golden Core stage.

"My dear, I got rich, I found a treasure..."

These thoughts flashed through her mind, and Hu Meiyao was extremely excited.

The corners of her mouth were full of saliva, and she looked at Xiao Chen as if she was seeing delicious food.

Hu Meiyao stood up from the futon, quickly came to Xiao Chen, and went straight into the thick spiritual mist.

As soon as she walked into the spiritual mist, she could sense the pure spiritual energy coming towards her.

This spiritual energy was too rich, so rich that Hu Meiyao felt suffocated.

Just imagine, how rich must the spiritual energy be to feel suffocated?

This feeling of suffocation, let alone Hu Meiyao would be ecstatic.

Even an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage would lose his mind after seeing it and want to take it for himself at all costs.

In the spiritual mist, countless spiritual liquids were suspended in the air.

A bold idea emerged in Hu Meiyao's mind, and she inhaled and exhaled the surrounding spiritual energy.

However, what she didn't know was that this power had long been protected by the Qiankun Ding.

The moment Hu Meiyao forcibly absorbed it, she encountered a huge resistance.

In order to solve this resistance, Hu Meiyao forcibly cast a spell to counter it.

In this way, a phenomenon was created.

After the two forces collided, a big explosion occurred.

"Boom!!!"

A loud noise echoed!

The shock wave generated by the explosion directly knocked Hu Meiyao away and she fell unconscious on the spot.

Xiao Chen was not much better and left. His body also flew up and landed beside Hu Meiyao.

Hu Meiyao was in the Jindan stage after all. She woke up after a short while.

She was about to get up, and she felt a sharp pain all over her body. She had to sit cross-legged and practice.

After a while, Hu Meiyao's cultivation recovered a little, and she opened her eyes and looked around.

The tables, chairs and benches around her were all overturned on the ground.

There were cracks on some of the chairs.

Hu Meiyao was in no mood to care about these things. She was busy looking for the whereabouts of Lingwu, but found that Lingwu was gone.

"Where is my Lingwu?"

Hu Meiyao went crazy and shouted hysterically.

She waited for so long, but she waited for nothing.

Not only was Lingwu gone, but she was also seriously injured.

"Asshole, I'm going to kill you..."

Hu Meiyao was extremely angry and gritted her teeth.

She turned to look at Xiao Chen, ready to grab him and cut him into pieces.

The moment she reached out to grab him, her face flushed, and she was filled with shame and anger.