Back at his residence, Zhou Shu set up the spirit gathering array and prepared to make fish soup.

The Heyin Sect uses second-level spiritual spring water, and the Heyin Sect has third-level spiritual springs, such as the one at Lingyun Cliff. But when Zhou Shu went there, he couldn't get close to it and was isolated by a powerful force. Most likely there was

The ban only allowed certain people to pass, and there was nothing he could do about it.

As for the Formation of Flowing Fire, he had already dabbled in this area and recorded many classics. With his control, he learned it with a little experimentation.

According to Li Yu, the most difficult part of cooking whitebait soup is time. Three hours plus two quarters, no more breath, no less breath. At that time, there was no accurate way to record time, and it was difficult to master the time. Many cooks

Even alchemy cultivators wasted a lot of materials because of this.

But in Zhou Shu's eyes, this is no trouble at all. He has an accurate clock in the sea of ​​consciousness, and it will not miss a breath.

All problems have been solved, Zhou Shu is very confident.

The flowing fire instantly covered the table, forming a four-dimensional image. When the spiritual spring water and ice crystal fish were put into the pot, there was no need to worry about it.

Zhou Shu sat and waited peacefully. Then he remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something and quickly looked into the spirit beast bag.

"Xiao Guan, Xiao Guan!"

After shouting a few times, Xiao Gun was never seen.

Oops, maybe he was crushed to death by the snow crocodile thrown in?

"Xiao Gun, Xiao Gun, what's wrong with you? You can't die! You and I are dependent on each other and have shared so many joys and sorrows. I have always taught and raised you as if I were my own flesh and blood. I never thought that today..."

Zhou Shu was very anxious, and after searching carefully, he finally pulled out the little gun from the mouth of the snow crocodile at the bottom.

"Fortunately, you are not dead. You ate so many spiritual stones from me. Who should I go to if you die? You are not allowed to die."

Xiao Gun hugged Snow Crocodile's fresh demon pill and fell asleep contentedly. His mouth and six feet were deeply entangled in the demon pill and he couldn't bear to let it go.

Zhou Shu was stunned for a moment.

Is this still Xiao Gun?

The originally pitch-black carapace now has many white stripes, making it look like a zebra, even on its long horns, which is very strange.

Only the familiar lazy look still resembles that of Xiao Gun, and everything else seems to be gone.

Zhou Shu took out the small roller, placed it on the ground, and knocked it gently a few times.

Xiao Gun woke up and looked at Zhou Shu impatiently. Then he twisted his horns, opened his mouth, and sprayed out a cloud of white mist, floating towards Zhou Shu.

The clouds and mist were so cold that they condensed into an ice lump in the air, hitting Zhou Shu hard on the nose.

"You actually know how to use magic?"

Zhou Shu touched his nose, not dissatisfied at all, but showed an expression of unusual surprise.

It is very rare for spirit insects to use magic tricks, and it is even more strange that this magic trick can actually leave the body. It is not a magic trick that enhances the carapace and speeds up the speed.

This is something that most spiritual insects cannot do.

"Xiao Gun, have you been promoted?"

Xiao Gun naturally ignored him, and slowly moved to his nest with the demon pill in his arms, and lay down beautifully.

Zhou Shu looked at Xiao Gun and couldn't help but think.

He must have advanced to the second level. Being able to use such techniques is the best proof of reaching the second level.

Speaking of which, Xiao Gun had absorbed enough spirit stones and was almost ready to advance. Perhaps the Snow Crocodile Demonic Pill just stimulated it and it absorbed the spiritual energy suitable for itself, so it broke through in one fell swoop.

But what's going on with this magic trick? The improved ability is a bit shabby. I don't know if it has any other uses. Maybe my perception is better and I can find deeper spiritual energy or something. Why don't I try to find treasures everywhere in the sect?

Try it?

Zhou Shu looked at Xiao Gun with evil intentions. Xiao Gun seemed to feel something. With a swing of his horns, two ice lumps flew towards Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu waved it away and said with a glare, "Go, don't disturb me while I cook the soup. Let's drink it together later."

Xiao Gun seemed to understand and stayed still.

Three hours passed quickly, and Zhou Shu removed the Flowing Fire Formation on time. But it was not appropriate to open the pot now, it had to be simmered for half an hour.

When the pot was boiled, a strong aroma came out and spread throughout the room.

Zhou Shu had set up the spirit separation formation in advance, and not a trace of fragrance spread out.

Fragrance also has a lot of beneficial effects and cannot be wasted.

Xiao Gun crawled out of his nest, as if he knew this was a rare good thing. While absorbing the fragrance, he chased the source of the fragrance.

The ice crystal fish, including the bones and meat, has been boiled into a thick soup. It is so white that there is no trace of color, like a piece of carved jade tofu. It is as rich as curdled fat, and bursts of fresh fragrance are constantly exuding. Anyone who sees it and smells it will be attracted by it.

The glutton is so greedy that he can't control his mouth at all.

Zhou Shu's eyes were shining, he ignored Xiao Gun and held the soup pot in his arms.

Like a long whale sucking water, he only heard a few whirring sounds, and the fish soup, as thick as slurry and as milky as milk, was completely consumed by him in a few breaths.

"Have we agreed to have soup together?"

Xiao Gun's resentment can reach to the sky.

Without enough time to distinguish the taste, Zhou Shu put down the soup pot, sat down with his eyes down, concentrated, and began to absorb and transform.

Waves of heat rise from the internal organs, and there is thick steam everywhere, lingering like a dragon, not knowing where it is going.

Zhou Shu guided them, gradually entering the sea of ​​consciousness for transformation.

Sitting upright, Zhou Shu exudes a faint luster, like a jade Buddha, with a kind of stability and peace like meditation.

The little boy on the side decided to get into the steaming soup pot, looking for the remaining soup.

Time passed little by little.

Feeling like sleeping but not sleeping, seeming to be awake but not awake, Zhou Shu has always had a wonderful feeling while sitting peacefully. The sea of ​​consciousness is like the prairie in spring. The spring rain is melting. New seedlings are constantly growing everywhere, and the green color that represents life is gradually expanding.

As you drive away, you can see the endless horizon.

After more than an hour, Zhou Shu woke up from this state.

It feels good. His sea of ​​consciousness has expanded, and his spiritual consciousness has nearly doubled. Now at the sixth level of the Qi Refining Realm, his spiritual consciousness is stronger than that of a cultivator who has completed the Qi Refining Realm.

But when the spiritual consciousness cannot be released, the intuitive gap cannot be shown.

It can be seen clearly after building the foundation. For ordinary practitioners in the early stage of the foundation building realm, the range of their spiritual consciousness is more than a hundred feet, but Zhou Shu is very confident that as soon as he reaches the foundation building, the range of his spiritual consciousness will

At least three hundred feet.

This is a very obvious difference, and the gap is so big at the beginning and will only get wider in the future.

There was a feeling of being superior to others, which made Zhou Shu very happy.

Xiao Gun was also very happy. All the remaining soup was absorbed by it, and the aroma in the room also disappeared. Zhou Shu must not have absorbed much of this, and he didn't know how it got onto him.

One person and one insect looked at each other with satisfied expressions on their faces.

He drove Xiao Gun back to his nest and walked out slowly.

The target was the Sutra Pavilion. Before practicing, he felt it was necessary to check the information to see what the mysterious bead was and what its use was.

It would be great if it could be used to improve your cultivation.
Chapter completed!