Ball Ball Cultivation

“The alchemy furnace is used like this. Anyway, I don’t have earth fire, nor have I condensed the alchemy fire. I can’t make the alchemy with the fireball I cultivated.

As for the talisman brush, I wanted to ask Mo Yan for some of the hair that fell off so I could fix it myself. The array pattern on the pen is intact and can still be used. I bought the carving knife just because I thought it was cheap, and it will be essential for us to set up the array and carve the formation in the future. As for the jewelry box, the pattern on it looks familiar; I think I've seen it at my grandfather's place."

"Don't worry about the space. I have absorbed an interstellar artificial intelligence, Huahua. These planning and planting operations are very simple. You should hurry up and practice. Transplant some spiritual plants when you see them. It will be convenient for you to use them in alchemy in the future. As your cultivation level improves, I will grow with you, and the spiritual energy in the space will gradually become richer. The buds of the world tree have already taken root and survived in the sealed area, and they can often feed back some original power to me. It is worthy of being the world's original tree. Even the seedlings are very powerful. It actually ignores the seal and finds a suitable place to take root and grow on its own." Then there were Huahua's various emotions.

Qiuqiu returned to the training room and continued his cultivation. After completing nine great cycles, he climbed onto Tiger Baby's bed. As for Mo Yan, he had already gone to the experimental base to conduct his own research. He and Qiuqiu had agreed that as long as nothing was damaged or lost, he could look at anything inside.

The next morning, just as Qiuqiu finished his training, Mo Yan came over and said, "Come with me, I found something interesting."

As he spoke, he immediately brought Qiuqiu to the third floor of the laboratory. This space was particularly large, and it was obvious that space folding technology was used. There was nothing inside and it was very empty.

At this time, Mo Yan handed over a thin helmet and said, "Put it on and try it."

Qiuqiu did as she was told, and the scene in front of her suddenly changed. Three meters away stood a person who looked exactly like her, except that his eyes were dull. Qiuqiu immediately became alert and moved her left foot slightly back. She saw that the person opposite her was performing the same movements as her. Qiuqiu began to understand what was going on. This was the legendary interstellar sparring!

This is a high-strength miniature mecha that's connected to your helmet! It can constantly sense your moves, record them, and calculate and perfect your combat techniques, acting as a high-level sparring partner.

Qiuqiu raised her sword and attacked. She had practiced for so long, and evenly matched her opponent's moves. She had sparred with the elders in the tribe before, but they had always stopped at a certain point, and the elders hadn't been willing to really use force on her. She had been battling monsters all along, but she had never fought a human with all her might, let alone herself. The two of them instantly engaged, neither giving in, and they were evenly matched. After another quarter of an hour, Qiuqiu realized that no matter what moves she made, the opponent could predict them and easily deal with them. It was clear how powerful this helmet was.

But she couldn't use spells, only physical attacks. They fought for a full cup of tea, each attack method unleashed in quick succession. Qiuqiu still wasn't winning, but now she had a plan in mind. She tried to calm herself, to empty her mind, to think nothing, to close her eyes, to look away, to fight instinctively, to prevent the helmet from detecting her moves.

"Ah," Qiuqiu was knocked to the ground again and again, but she didn't care about the pain. She got up and continued, fell out again, and got up again, again and again. As time passed, the frequency of her falls became less and less. One hour passed, two hours passed... She finally emptied herself completely.

It was just instinctive, simple, unadorned movements—stabbing, slashing, chopping—until exhaustion. Removing his helmet, Mo Yan placed it on a special stand, presumably to replenish his energy. He then returned with Qiuqiu to the spatial pool, where the spiritual energy was most abundant. Qiuqiu sat cross-legged, absorbing the course of this battle. He slowly detached himself, watching his two selves spar and battle, confronting his strengths and weaknesses, striving to fill them with contentment. It was like two forces forming a rope, one following the other, snaking and circling until it became instinctive. Was this combat consciousness? His body automatically executed the exercises, and two hours later, Qiuqiu awoke, his cultivation reaching the middle stage of the eighth level of Qi training, a significant improvement.

"This kind of trial ground has only been seen in the secret trial realms of ancient times. The inheritance palace you obtained has many things that are not found in the world of cultivation. It is a new branch. You persisted for a day until you were exhausted. Your combat power has increased a lot. Um, are there any auxiliary books or something like that? I don’t recognize many of the words, and I don’t know the performance of many of the equipment." Mo Yan thought, let me compliment you first, and ask if you can provide me with some reference materials.

"I haven't been inside to see it, so I don't know much about it. I only used a few puppets, but most of it was controlled by space spirits." I was thinking: The AI ​​was devoured, Huahua's energy is low, and I can't even learn. Let alone you. Many functions are activated by the AI. Without the AI, it's basically impossible to activate without damage. I'm also very sad!

As they traveled south, the temperature became higher and higher, and many green branches and leaves of vegetation were tinged with a hint of dark red. Ever since they roasted a suckling spirit pig last time, Mo Yan and the two nearly one-year-old puppies fell deeply in love with this delicacy. These were all low- and medium-level spirit beasts, and Qiuqiu could easily catch two of them. This time, Qiuqiu chased them to the spotted spirit pig's nest and found the four big and four small ones. He put them all into the space and also picked a lot of lotus seeds and lotus roots from the pool behind the cave.

Although it was only a low-level spiritual medicine that had just entered the first grade, it was the main ingredient for refining the Qingshen Pill. He came to the river, skinned and deboned two spotted spiritual pigs, and put them into the storage ring. He saw a flash of precious light in one of the stomach sacs. He took it out and washed it immediately. It was a crystal clear bead the size of a thumb. When he looked carefully at it against the light, it seemed that there was a red light flowing. He searched his memory but couldn't recognize what the bead was, so he put it away for later investigation.

Mo Yan and the two little ones have been in the space the whole time, and the rest is Qiuqiu's experience alone. They are getting closer and closer to the volcano, and occasionally a flying sword flashes by. When they first discover it, it really shocks Qiuqiu. It seems that the volcano is about to erupt.

Many cultivators went to scramble for the various treasures contained in the volcanic ash after the volcano erupted magma. The further south they went, the more they could hear the roars of ferocious beasts and demonic beasts in the jungle, with a sense of mania and anxiety in their voices. Many demonic beasts had higher cultivation levels than themselves, and the calls of birds were noisy!

Qiuqiu treaded carefully, transplanting any spiritual plants she came across. This area was rich in long-tailed spiritual chickens, and she missed roasting them so much that she raised a few pairs in her space. She'd kill them without hesitation if she found any more, but she was still short of honey. After her tireless search, Qiuqiu finally found a half-man-high beehive on a red-beautiful firewood tree, so thick it could be hugged by an adult. They were probably fire-patterned bees, named for the flame-shaped pattern on their abdomens. Their queens could reach the Foundation Establishment stage. Qiuqiu didn't dare to confront them directly; it would be courting death. She wouldn't risk her life for a bite of food.

After putting on a breath-suppressing talisman, he slowly started digging more than ten meters around the Red Beauty Fire Wushu Tree, happily waving the small shovel. He worked hard for three days and did not dare to use any magic power at all, for fear of alerting the queen bee with a large number of soldiers. If he didn't die, he would be skinned alive!

Late at night on the fourth day, the worker bees returned. Qiuqiu dug more than twenty meters deep and put the entire tree into the space, including the beehive. After entering the space, Qiuqiu observed for a moment and found that there was a little restlessness in the beehive at first, and then there was no movement. This made Qiuqiu, who had just planted the Red Beauty Firewood Tree, feel at ease.

Qiuqiu encountered several waves of cultivators along the way, seemingly seeking opportunities. Walking in twos and threes, most were in the mid- to low-level Qi training stages, with many like her in the late stages. The occasional Foundation Establishment cultivator also flew on a sword, at speeds more than ten times faster. After several months of trekking, Qiuqiu finally arrived at the foot of Mingxiao Mountain.

A large volcano is expected to erupt soon, and the area is bustling with people. A small market has spontaneously formed at the foot of the mountain, selling various fire-attributed spiritual plants, minerals, fire-resistant robes needed for treasure hunting, ointments for burns, and low-level fire-resistant magical tools. There's really nothing you can't find. There are many tents around, as well as some simple magic houses, which are upgraded versions of tents. Many people come and go, but the few people who came after the ball didn't stop, but went straight to the inner edge of the volcano.

Qiuqiu bought some burn ointment, a black fireproof robe similar to his own, and a bottle of fasting pills. He had a fire spirit root, making him more heat-resistant than most people. He found a large tree, gathered his energy, and leaped onto a branch, surveying the mountain.

Soon after, a voice was heard from below: "Does this fellow Daoist want to form a team?" Standing under the tree was a young man in yellow clothes who was at the eighth level of Qi Refining. He had delicate eyebrows and bright eyes.

"How do we form a team?" Qiuqiu jumped off the branch and asked with a bow.

"I have found four fellow Taoists, all of whom are in the late stage of Qi Refining. My name is Gu Yan."

"My name is Xu Qiu. This is my first time here. Could you give me a detailed introduction?"

"I have been here once. It was a small outbreak three years ago. My cultivation level was low, so I was only in the periphery. Now we can form a team to reach the inner layer, as long as we don't enter the central layer. Everyone's gains belong to themselves when we enter as a team. If we find treasures, we can rob them together, and then we can distribute them according to how much effort we put in. The key is to go down the mountain later. The robbery is severe, so it is safer if we go down the mountain as a team. Most of the cultivators who come here are those with fire spiritual roots."

The narration became more and more detailed, and finally asked:

"Is there anything else you want to know?"

"Nothing to ask. Where are our teammates?"

"Over there, let me introduce you to each other." Gu Yan said, pointing to three people talking to each other in an open space in the distance.

When he came up, Gu Yan pointed at a burly man and introduced him, "This is Li Xiong," who was at the ninth level of Qi training, and "This is a pair of siblings, Yang Ji and Yang Lian."

One was at the eighth level of Qi training, the other at the seventh. Yang Ji was a stern young man, dressed in white, with a cold expression. Yang Lian was also dressed in flowing white, looking quite pitiful, but a closer look revealed clear features, without any falsehood. Qiuqiu bowed and said, "My name is Xu Qiu."

Li Xiong replied: "Little brother, I am Li Xiong. It will be safer if you follow me when we grab the treasure."

"Thank you so much for taking care of me, Brother Li Xiong." Qiuqiu straightened her back as she spoke. After her body was optimized, she is now four or five centimeters taller than before. She grew a little taller after giving birth and is now 173 centimeters tall. Looking at Li Xiong's height of more than meters, she is indeed still a "little brother".

Yang Ji just nodded slightly to Qiuqiu, and Yang Lian bowed in return, "I'm Yang Lian," he said with a shy smile, and then returned to behind Yang Ji.

Gu Yan walked over, glanced at everyone, and emphasized, "I've recruited all of you. Let's form a team and enter the inner area of ​​the volcano. As for the central area, in the past, only foundation-building cultivators could enter because they could fly with swords. I do have a flying magic weapon. Should we go into the central area and take a look?"

Li Xiong: "We can give it a try. If it doesn't work, we can go back."

The Wang siblings had no objection, and Qiuqiu also knew that the deeper you went, the better things would be.