Night fell and stayed in the inn

In the quiet night, Chen Xiaoming's spiritual power diffused from huaqiangu. Looking at huaqiangu, who fell asleep safely with the help of his spiritual power, moved gently and floated on the roof.

"Oh, it's a long night."

Lying on the roof, the figure is just the condensation of spiritual power, and that wisp of spiritual power is still in the mind of thousands of bones.

It has been more than a month since I came to this position, and I have recovered one-third of my spiritual strength.

It is estimated that the rest can be recovered in only two months.

The only headache for Chen Xiaoming is the power of space consumed.

There is still a trace of the original power of the space Avenue and its own spiritual power. Whether it can be supplemented is another question.

If you can't supplement the power of the source avenue of space, you can't break the boundary and go back.

Thinking of his spiritual strength and being trapped in a world for countless years, Chen Xiaoming felt a headache.

It's no use relying on noumenon. If you want to go back, you can only rely on yourself.

"I hope the power of famine can really supplement energy."

He sighed secretly. Chen Xiaoming looked at the vast starry night and enjoyed it alone.

……………

the second day

When everyone was sober, Luo Xi took the imperial sword directly to Changliu. The imperial sword flew and shuttled between the white clouds, which not only frightened huaqiangu, but also excited huaqiangu.

Flying all the way, they came to Changliu mountain. In mid air, there were three small islands floating, which were the residence of Changliu sanzun.

"This is the changliupai. It's so beautiful!"

As soon as he landed, he looked at the changliupai, which was like a fairyland on earth. He looked around with thousands of bones and exclaimed with excitement.

"Cut, no insight, silly disciple, what is this?"

Chen Xiaoming turned his mouth and stayed in the mountain. Although it looks good, it's just a mortal immortal sect.

Compared with ontology, it is not qualified at all.

"When I go back, I'll pick you up and let you see what a fairyland is!"

The disciple in front of him was so stupid that Chen Xiaoming felt it necessary to open his eyes in advance.

Otherwise, once he goes back to the body, the fool may be abducted and run away.

Well, yes, Baizi painting. Solve him before you go!

Chen Xiaoming secretly plans to solve the problem of Baizi painting when he steals the ten magic weapons and obtains the power of the famine.

At the thought of his apprentice being abducted and run away by the scum man painted by Baizi, although this is only a possibility that has not yet happened, Chen Xiaoming is also unhappy.

When Chen Xiaoming lived in huaqiangu's mind, he came a little late. Baizi painting has intersected with huaqiangu.

Otherwise, Baizi painting will not be so targeted everywhere.

"Master, you boast again."

Hua qiangu is used to Chen Xiaoming's big talk. His master always likes to boast about how powerful he is.

In fact, huaqiangu didn't see it at all.

"Hum."

Seeing that Hua qiangu didn't believe it, Chen Xiaoming drank coldly without too much explanation. No matter how much she said, she didn't feel the reality with her own eyes.

After some tests, the test of the third level is the least difficult for huaqiangu. The water in the Sansheng pool can't hurt her at all.

Naturally, there is no need for Chen Xiaoming to help secretly.

At the end of the third test, Chang LiuSan Zun and others appeared, gave palace wood to Hua qiangu and others, and dropped blood to test the raw stone.

In this way, Hua qiangu joined the Changliu sect and became an external disciple of Changliu.

Chen Xiaoming began to plan secretly. His spiritual strength recovered in almost two months. He was just familiar with the surrounding environment.

After the distribution in the main hall, Hua qiangu and others were arranged to the residence of the external disciples, while Chen Xiaoming gathered his family shadow alone and went to other places in Changliu mountain while Hua qiangu was resting.

"If you remember correctly, the Liuguang piano that has been kept here seems to be painted by Baizi."

With a frown, Chen Xiaoming looked up at the island above. Although his mental body could not be seen in the Baizi painting, once he was found to be abnormal, he only recovered one-third of himself and might be hanged.

"No, it seems that we should first understand the strength of the next position."

Knowing himself and the enemy, Chen Xiaoming is invincible in a hundred battles. Chen Xiaoming moves and goes straight to the library in Changliu mountain.

There is an array isolation in the library, but it is easy for Chen Xiaoming to enter.

The power of spirit swept through and directly branded the contents of many books.

If you find too much trouble one by one, you can move all of them directly. By the way, you can teach Hua qiangu.

There is a good collection in the library for a long time. There are not only cultivation methods, but also some unorthodox and interesting stories.

Chen Xiaoming branded all the contents and immediately disappeared. All the books remained intact, and Baizi paintings and others didn't know that their collection was stolen overnight.

On the roof of huaqiangu's residence

"It turns out that there are so many levels of immortal cultivation on the face of Huaqian bone."

After sorting out the data in his mind, Chen Xiaoming secretly exclaimed that although the world is small, the division of this realm is fine.

The whole cultivation of immortality has nine stages, namely: first understanding, listening, breaking hope, knowing micro, exploring mind, climbing hall, giving up and returning, nature and flying.

The level of immortals can be divided into nine grades according to different mana: the first immortal, the second immortal, the third supreme immortal, the fourth flying immortal, the fifth immortal, the sixth immortal, the seventh immortal, the eighth flying immortal and the ninth immortal.

In the whole plane, the only five immortals are: long stay immortals, scale free immortals, purple fragrance immortals, tanfan immortals and Donghua immortals.

He sorted out the strength of each level in his mind in detail. After a long time, Chen Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hoo, it's a little better than expected."

Chen Xiaoming didn't pay attention to the stage of cultivating immortals. Chen Xiaoming didn't care about the first eight immortals, but the ninth immortal made Chen Xiaoming look more.

Flying fairy and immortal are one level behind each other, but they are very different. The gap between them is very huge.

Chen Xiaoming is sure to deal with the first eight, but he is a little uncertain about this immortal.

"When you recover your mental strength, you can go to kill the Qianmo first."

After hesitation, Chen Xiaoming still thinks it's better to be safe. First, he looks for a dozen killers. After all, Baizi painting is more cautious and can't expose his purpose as soon as he comes up.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiaoming was not in a hurry. He moved and returned to Hua qiangu's mind again. Next, he quietly restored his spiritual strength and waited for the opportunity.

Knowing the sea, Chen Xiaoming sat cross legged and absorbed a little starlight from the outside, restoring his spiritual strength.