The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

Not long after Xiao Han started practicing, another person was teleported into the spiritual liquid pool.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao!"

When Wu Yuzhen saw Xiao Han in the spiritual liquid pool, he immediately greeted him happily.

Xiao Han smiled and nodded, then continued to practice with his eyes closed.

Wu Yuzhen's gaze then fell on Badou again, and he looked into Badou's small eyes.

However, she soon remembered that when she was waiting outside the stone hall for the gate to open, she had heard someone say that a female cultivator's spiritual pet, a mynah bird, had entered the stone hall ahead of time.

Now it seems that this is the bird.

Alas! Opportunity is truly unpredictable. Just like she herself never thought that with her cultivation level at the initial stage of foundation building, she could also receive rewards in advance among many cultivators at the middle and late stages.

So it makes sense that a bird is luckier than a monk.

After taking a look at Ba Dou, Wu Yuzhen did not dare to delay and hurriedly found a place farther away from Xiao Han and began to meditate with his eyes closed.

In the end, she chose the one that would quickly improve her cultivation among several treasures.

Because she also figured it out, if she could shorten her cultivation time by a few decades, she wouldn't know how many spirit stones she could earn in the time saved.

No matter how good your spiritual marrow is, it will be useless unless you cultivate it to the great perfection of foundation building.

Therefore, it is most important to shorten the practice time and improve your cultivation as quickly as possible.

The reason why Wu Yuzhen was teleported in to practice now was mainly because the secret realm spirit boy felt that there were too many cultivators who passed the three tests in a row. Since the cultivators who successfully passed the test had to continue to be eliminated, it would be better to transfer those who received a reward directly, so as to avoid being like Xiao Han, who received several rewards.

While Xiao Han and Wu Yuzhen were concentrating on practicing in the spirit liquid pool, Ye Qi Qiu Yinong and other cultivators who had passed the three tests were transferred by the secret realm spirit boy to the fourth level, the Heart Refining Tower.

At this moment, what appeared before everyone's eyes was an endless desert scorched by the scorching sun.

The voice of the mysterious spirit child echoed in everyone's mind: "Only the first ten cultivators to walk out of the desert can receive the reward. If you fail to walk out within the specified time, you will never be able to leave."

Everyone was shocked. The spirit boy's words indicated that if they could not enter the top ten in this level, not only would they be completely deprived of the benefits within the stone hall, but they might also be trapped in this desert forever.

The boundless sea of sand, with the scorching sun hanging high in the center, made it impossible to tell the directions.

Even though they were cultivators, they would feel uncomfortable in this high temperature environment and would put up spiritual power shields.

Since they couldn't tell the directions, and had no idea which direction was the right one, everyone found a direction and prepared to move forward.

Ye Qi and Qiu Yinong naturally traveled together.

But just when everyone chose the direction and prepared to set off, they realized that the storage bag could not be opened and they could not take out the flying sword to fly.

For monks, all their belongings are in the storage bag.

If I can’t open the storage bag, it means I’ve lost most of my confidence.

Fortunately, everyone is the same, so in a sense, it is still fair.

Without flying swords or lightening talismans, this group of foundation-building monks could only pour their spiritual power into their legs and start running, trying to get out of the desert as quickly as possible.

However, after flying for two hours, the surrounding scenery remained unchanged, which made people feel tired.

Qiu Yinong squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky, then looked at his own shadow, and suddenly screamed, "Ye Qi, look!"

"What are you looking at?" Ye Qi was still confused and hadn't reacted yet.

Qiu Yinong pointed at the two people's shadows and said, "We have been walking for two hours. Not only has the surrounding scenery not changed at all, but even the position of the sun has not moved at all."

Ye Qi immediately frowned and looked over, "Could it be that the space we are in now is actually a static space?"

Qiu Yinong shook her head, "I don't know."

After two hours of running, everyone dispersed, and there were no other monks near the two of them.

Ye Qi looked at the time on his watch and said, "Let's go for another hour and see."

After being roasted in high temperature for more than two hours, even with spiritual power, the two of them were now thirsty and had to drink water.

Therefore, Ye Qi decided to use the Spring Breeze and Rain technique to get some spiritual water to drink.

However, after she cast the spell, not only did the water droplets not appear, but even the white mist that formed the water droplets did not appear.

Qiu Yinong was also shocked, and she hurriedly used the technique of spring breeze and rain.

But similarly, she couldn't condense a drop of water.

Ye Qi's face looked very unhappy. "It's probably because the temperature here is too high and there is no water spirit energy."

Qiu Yinong said slowly: "It may be that there is something strange about this space."

But no matter what the reason was, they were thirsty. If they didn't have water, even with spiritual power, it would be useless.

The two had no choice but to keep moving forward.

Another hour passed.

The sun was still hanging in the middle of the sky, and there was no living thing in the open desert.

The two licked their cracked lips and looked at the shadow that had not changed at all, with horror in their eyes.

Although the environment here is more like a special static space, being trapped in the misty forest for decades still left a shadow in the hearts of the two.

The most important thing is, how can they break the current situation?

There was no shady place to rest, and their throats were so dry that they were almost smoking, but they didn't know what to do except to keep moving forward.

Qiu Yinong wanted to dig a hole in the ground to hide in the shade and think about how to break the deadlock.

But she used her spiritual power to dig a pit more than ten feet deep, and it was surrounded by boiling quicksand, so she couldn't make the hole take shape at all.

Not daring to waste the spiritual power in his body anymore, Qiu Yinong had to give up the idea of digging a hole.

As time went by, three days passed and everything was still the same.

Only the changing hands on the watch reminded the two of how much time had passed.

There was no spiritual energy around, and the spiritual energy they consumed could not be replenished, even if there was still some spiritual energy left in their bodies. After three days of thirst in the high temperature environment, the two people didn't even have the strength to speak.

Moreover, they did not encounter any other monks during the three days.

The two of them sat leaning against each other on the sand, not knowing what to do.

At this time, Ye Qi heard Qiu Yinong mutter: "I'm going to try again to see if I can get some water out."

Ye Qi closed his eyes and said nothing, waiting for Qiu Yinong's umpteenth experiment.

She felt a strong fluctuation of spiritual power, which was not like the spring breeze and rain technique, but she was too lazy to open her eyes.

The next moment, a sharp pain came from the dantian area of the abdomen.

Ye Qi suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.

Qiu Yinong was holding a golden short blade transformed from spiritual power in her hand, and was inserting it into her dantian.

"Why, why?" Ye Qi looked at his old friend who had been with him for decades. Seeing the blood gushing out of his abdomen, he still found it hard to believe what he saw.

Qiu Yinong said expressionlessly, "I think the only way to break free and leave here is to kill you."