Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

It was only after spending some time together that her opinion of Anle had subtly changed, which was why she hesitated and lingered around him.

"what--"

Suddenly, a yawn was heard next to the small building.

Lao Mo transformed into a black panther, crawling in the shadows, looking at Gu Qiutong with boredom.

"Friend Gu Dao, are you looking for the master?"

Gu Qiutong noticed Lao Mo's presence and knew that everything she did just now was seen by him. Her face turned red instantly: "So you're here!"

Lao Mo tilted his leopard head, very confused: "I have always been here..."

boom!

Gu Qiutong slapped Lao Mo on the back, her beautiful eyes widened in shame and anger: "I have never been here, nor did I want to find An Daoyou, nor did I want to help him heal his injuries. Do you understand?"

Lao Mo trembled all over and responded hurriedly: "Understood! Understood!"

After saying that, Gu Qiutong turned and left.

"Hiss... it hurts. This girl's grip is too strong."

After she left, Lao Mo took a deep breath, spit out two tentacles from his mouth, and gently rubbed the place that was hit.

"Humph, can't I see your little tricks?"

Lao Mo looked at Gu Qiutong's departing back and murmured in his heart: "What a pity..."

******

Inside the small building.

Anle frowned, feeling unusually solemn.

I wanted to calm down and practice, but the spiritual power in my dantian would not be as calm and obedient as usual. It seemed to have its own ideas and became restless.

The mind is confused and the spiritual power is slow.

He sighed and called softly in his heart.

"Little Red?"

Beside Anle, the woman in red who would respond to his call in the past did not appear in front of him.

After the so-called "Senro Soul Ceremony" ended, he immediately noticed this change.

At that time, Anle searched everywhere but couldn't find any trace of Xiao Xiaohong. Fortunately, the [Red-clothed Desire] on the panel was still there.

An Le guessed in his heart: "She may have... temporarily fallen into a deep sleep?"

'It should be related to [The Gaze of the Great Wilderness].'

Speaking of this entry, the notes on the panel are unusually brief.

[The Great Wilderness is watching you. 】

It's nonsensical and seems very much like a riddle.

The secret power that descended from the altar has not yet fully manifested its effect on Anle. Only the dantian in the heart, which is centered on the demon power, has obviously become much stronger. When the spiritual power is running, it will autonomously generate a part of the demon power.

The amount is not large, but at least it has increased, which means that the demon's energy can be replenished continuously.

Some of the secret power may have acted on Xiao Xiaohong, causing her to fall into this dormant state.

Not to mention, although Xiao Xiaohong's presence is not very high on weekdays, and sometimes people even subconsciously ignore her, but now, Anle feels quite uncomfortable when she can't see that bright red dress, and her heart feels empty, as if something is missing.

Maybe men are like this, they only know how to cherish something after they lose it.

"call……"

Anle exhaled, calmed down, and tried to enter a state of meditation.

This time, he succeeded.

The nebulae in the two dantians were rotating like two whirlpools, gradually increasing in speed, pulling the surrounding spiritual energy into the body.

The concentration of spiritual energy was so high that it almost formed a stream of light overflowing around Anle.

Somehow, his spiritual consciousness seemed to be connected with the stars outside this space and above the sky.

This is one of the most notable features of Xingji Xuyuan Gong.

It’s just that some time ago, the ruins space was too stable, blocking this bond.

Anle felt that a heavy, hot substance was being infused into his body through this connection, silently transforming the properties of his spiritual power.

******

The unusual fluctuations spread, startling many monks near the camp.

"What's going on? Are there enemies attacking?"

The independent cultivator who joined later asked in fear.

These people have managed to survive with great difficulty, and now they are like frightened birds, and they are frightened by the slightest unusual movement.

"Haha, don't worry, it's just the ghost-faced man practicing."

Bai Xianyou smiled kindly and explained.

"Cultivate, cultivate?"

Someone opened his mouth wide and stared blankly in the direction of the small building.

There, two substantial spiritual hurricanes were spinning at high speeds, absorbing the nearby spiritual energy and continuously pouring it into the core.

The most amazing thing is that for some reason it has star-like light spots, flowing and rotating with the spiritual power. It looks extremely magnificent, and under the gray sky, it is even more attractive.

You don't need to get close to it to feel the wonder and awe that comes from looking directly at the starry sky.

And this is just a cultivator practicing?

"This is too exaggerated..."

Someone murmured, expressing the thoughts of many people.

Hu Chunsheng said softly: "As expected of a ghost-faced man, he has become much stronger than before. This kind of talent is really..."

Xiong Batian opened his mouth and wanted to say something nice, but after holding it in for a long time, he could only say: "Old Hu is right!"

Gu Qiutong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"What kind of skills did he practice that caused such a strange phenomenon? Could it be an ancient secret method that is not passed on?"

Lin Shan couldn't help but ask, even when Yun Wuhen was practicing, there was no such movement.

"Sister Xiaoya?"

She looked at Chen Xiaoya and found that her beautiful eyes were slightly open. She stood there in a daze, muttering to herself in disbelief.

"impossible……"

At the side, Yun Wuhen also frowned in surprise: "Huh? This scene looks so familiar..."

A guess flashed through his mind and he opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"Could it be that……"

******

As the viscous liquid spiritual power circulated in the meridians again and again, the nebula in the dantian first suddenly contracted and then expanded violently.

boom--

Anle's whole body shook, and the route of the spiritual energy flowing in his body expanded again, becoming more complete than before.

He opened his eyes, a divine light flashed in his eyes, and the vortex of spiritual energy around him dissipated instantly.

His temperament became increasingly unfathomable, just like the vast and boundless starry sky.

"The sixth level of foundation building is finally completed."

Anle's lips curled up into a smile, a look of delight emerged, and he sighed.

"Practicing is really difficult. It took me half a year to break through to the sixth level of foundation building. I don't know how long it would take for ordinary people."

He closed his eyes again and savored the feeling of advancement.

The two nebulae in the Dantian are slowly rotating spontaneously, the number of fine star cores has increased a lot, and the spiritual consciousness is extremely clear.

"Also, this spiritual power..."

Anle stretched out his finger, and a small stream of condensed spiritual power flowed out. The starry texture in it was more obvious than before, like a band of light wrapped around his fingertips, emitting a faint cold light, magnificent yet dangerous.

"In addition to the spiritual bullet, it should also have special properties when used for other spells."

As soon as he thought about it, his spiritual power turned into flames.

The flames are obviously stronger than ordinary spiritual power, and have a unique flickering light that increases the temperature of the flame.

"Perhaps, there are spells that are more suitable for the spiritual power of the stars."

After a quick test, Anle was just about to take a break when he heard a knock on the door downstairs.

"Please come in."

The two people who went upstairs were Wang Nian and Hu Chunsheng.

"Friend An, we found this."

Wang Nian took out a black stone slab half a person's height from his storage bag and showed it in front of Anle.

"This is?"

Anle took a quick glance and found that there were many ancient characters engraved on it. Some of the content had been weathered by the erosion of time and evil spirits, and an ancient breath wafted over him.

Hu Chunsheng said seriously: "I see on this stone tablet, it seems to record the reason why Luohun Sect was destroyed."

Then he began to translate the text recorded on the stone tablet to Anle.

Wang Nian was considerate and left first.

As Hu Chunsheng told the story, Anle gradually came into contact with a long-forgotten past.

******

"So that's it..."

After listening to the contents on the stone slab, Anle showed a look of understanding.

This was similar to his previous guess, except that he learned many secrets that he had never known before.

"Fellow Daoist Hu, thank you very much."

Hu Chunsheng smiled, feeling happy that he could repay Anle, and still spoke modestly.

"In fact, all this history is in the past and is not very helpful to our current situation. It's just that I saw that you, Brother An, were quite interested in the past of this relic, so you took the initiative to bring this stone tablet back."

The two chatted for a few more sentences and then walked out of the building together.

******

at this time.

The number of people in the camp increased again, and it became more lively than before.

Anle met a lot of new faces.

There are independent cultivators as well as groups of sect disciples, and there are also many talented people who have become famous in the Yuntian Domain.

To Anle's surprise, he actually saw a figure wearing an ice-blue Taoist robe in the crowd. He looked heroic and attracted everyone's attention.

If it’s not dry ice, then who is it?

When Anle saw the other person, his heart skipped a beat. He pretended nothing had happened, looked away and walked away quickly.

However, most of the foundation-building cultivators have sharp spiritual awareness. When they noticed the strange gaze, Qian Bing immediately turned his head, only to see a strange but extremely handsome face.

'Who is this person? Why is he so handsome?'

"And... he looks familiar?"

Qian Bing noticed that many monks around looked at him with awe and admiration after seeing the man walk out.

"Friend An's aura has become much stronger again."

"Otherwise, why do you say he is a genius?"