This sentiment [Xiu Xian]

Three months later, Wen Zhe was already a monk at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

On the morning of the second day after breaking through the fourth level of Qi refining, Wen Zhe found that there was a strange-looking instrument in his usual practice place.

The upper part and the lower part of this set of instruments look like a huge black tray, the tray is two feet deep, filled with some kind of light blue dense liquid; while the upper part is an inverted transparent semicircle, densely packed inside the semicircle. Full of stars.

"After reaching the fourth level of Qi refining, you can exercise your control over your true essence." Rong Xuehuai smiled and nodded the instrument that occupies a huge area: "Put your hand here, and you will have a snap of your fingers." Grasp the frequency fluctuation of the true essence that should be output, and release your true essence according to the fluctuation it demonstrates, and the corresponding stars will be lit by you."

Mr. Hanhuahua briefly explained the functions of the instrument, and then demonstrated it to Wen Zhe himself: "Every time you feel the frequency is not fixed, this instrument has a total of [-] stars, so there are [-] stars. You need to master the frequency of this kind of true energy. Like the star I want to light up at this time, I need to vigorously output true energy to fill it up in one go..."

With the input of the true essence of Lord Hanyuhua, the blue liquid in the dark tray seemed to be pulled by some inexplicable force, and it jumped up, and spontaneously threw it into a point of the astrolabe, lighting it up.

After personally making a demonstration for Wen Zhe, Rong Xuehuai stepped aside and moved away from the instrument: "Just like what I did just now, you also have a try."

Wen Zhe stepped forward and pressed his hand on the formation plate.The next moment, he felt a faint trickle gently touch his palm.He poured real essence into it like a gourd painting, but he couldn't even stir up a splash.

"No." Rong Xuehuai said with a smile: "You output too much real energy, this star requires you to have extremely fine control."

Wen Zhe tried again twice, but failed.After the third failure, he simply stopped and thought about it carefully, and then tentatively asked Mr. Hanyuhua: "Mr. Hua, if I put my whole palm on it, the output of true energy will naturally be more. But if I With just one finger, you can probably emit extremely thin true energy?"

Rong Xuehuai nodded and smiled, "It's a bit of a trick, but it's still a method. You are very quick-witted. You can try it first, feel the technique of controlling only the weak true essence, and then try again with the whole hand."

With Mr. Hua's affirmation, Wen Zhe pointed his little finger on the formation plate, carefully controlled the output of true energy, and finally saw the blue water droplets fly into a corner one after another, lighting up a star with soft light .

After savoring the feeling of controlling this frequency just now, Wen Zhe put his entire palm on the square array and continued his difficult and intermittent attempts.

At the No. 17 attempt, Wen Zhe finally succeeded.

But before he tasted the joy of success, the second frequency came one after another.This frequency is extremely ferocious and violent, Wen Zhe has not yet recovered from that kind of cautious control, and the follow-up is not enough. There is only a crash, the first star that has been lit collapses, and the liquid flows from the arc of the dome. Tilt back into the container.

"After the failure of this combined connection, it will repeat this frequency with a high probability until you can do it successfully." Rong Xuehuai added.

Wen Zhe reached for his hand again, and sure enough, there was still that tiny vibration.When he filled up the stars, the menacing familiar shock appeared in his palm again.

There are [-] frequencies, if you want to light up all these stars at once, it will take a lot of work.

Rong Xuehuai was standing next to Wen Zhe, giving him just the right advice at the right time.

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In the morning, the cultivation of true essence is over, and in the afternoon, the cultivation of demon power has just begun.

Compared with the huge equipment for cultivating true essence, the cultivation of demon power is quite simple.Wen Zhe looked at the piles of messy branches in front of him in disbelief, and accepted his next task.

--firewood.

Rong Xuehuai's explanation for this is: "The monster power is different from the real energy, it is the power stored in your flesh and blood rather than the meridians. It is more inclined to allow you to develop your own physical ability, while the real energy can be used in both attack and defense. It tends to be more outward. The size of strength is also a kind of body's own ability, and I will also train your own defense accordingly after a while."

So chopping wood is for physical strength?Wen Zhe picked up the ax on the ground, and weighed a moderately sized tree trunk. He only felt that it was heavy in his hand, but it was expected to be quite strong.

He didn't move the aura, but only poured the demon power into his arms.Holding the ax in both hands, Wen Zhe slammed it down vigorously. The ax cut into the wood, but only halfway through.And Wen Zhe's hands already felt the slightly numb shock.

so hard!Wen Zhe took another look at the dark solid wood in surprise.

He has already recognized the types of these woods: Vajra tree, its branches are extremely hard, and it is often used as a simple defensive magic weapon by ordinary Qi refining monks. hour.

"Chop well." Rong Xuehuai encouraged from the side: "The firewood you chop will be used at night."

"Mr. Hua, how do I use this?" Wen Zheqi asked, "Isn't firewood used for burning? When cooking in the kitchen, you always use fire-type spirit stone powder to control the fire."

Rong Xuehuai rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "How about having a bonfire party for you?"

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Wen Zhe has gotten used to the life of only him and Hua Jun on the mountain, and occasionally a post disciple will come (in fact, he doubted whether the post disciple would come every day, but most of the time he may not be aware of it.), and then Occasionally, some young Biluopeng called Dianmo would fall into his yard.

The bonfire party is very lively when you hear it.But there are only him and Mr. Hua in the Yingri domain, and at most one post disciple who doesn’t know if he will come or not. There are only three people. How are we going to hold the bonfire party?

It wasn't until the evening that Wen Zhe saw the party guests he had been curious about for a long time.

It turned out to be a dozen or so docile young birds with down feathers.They chirped and danced around the fire.The leading one is Dianmo, it has already grown a feather, with its head held high, it seems to be the leader of a group of young chicks.

Seeing Wen Zhe approaching, it flapped its wings crookedly and wanted to fly to Wen Zhe's shoulders, but it was really powerless to continue, and it fell headfirst into Wen Zhe's chest.Wen Zhe has been familiar with it for a long time, seeing its appearance, he couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand to catch this little bird that always wanted to fly high.

Some of those young chicks can fly up to two or three meters, while others can only take two steps.The effect is different, but it is the same little one, round and cute, with a furry body and black eyes, making people smile softly when they see it.

Rong Xuehuai quietly walked to Wen Zhe's side, stretched out her hand to take the ink in Wen Zhe's palm, teased it a few times, raised her arms, and let the ink fly out.

"If it's a baby bird, you're not too afraid, are you?"

Wen Zhe was stunned for a moment, then realized that it was Mr. Hua talking to him.

He reacted for two or three seconds before realizing that when he first met Mr. Hua, he told a lie that he was afraid of all monsters because he was afraid of the rumor that "Mr.

Later, Dianmo fell into his yard, and although he sent Bi Luopeng back, it was in the name of not being too scary because Dianmo was still young.

Probably Mr. Hua has been thinking about his fear of monsters. This bonfire party is supposed to be a means for him to help him overcome this fear.

The lie told a long time ago, even Wen Zhe himself almost forgot, but Mr. Han Luhua took good care of it and kept it in his heart.

Wen Zhe was already very familiar with Rong Xuehuai's handling methods, and immediately imagined how Mr. Hua would start with a dozen young birds that he was "not too afraid of" and gradually transition until he could face all the large beasts, Fish, birds, snakes and insects.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhe couldn't help but put a smile on his face.Although Rong Xuehuai didn't say it explicitly, Wen Zhe could already feel the silent tenderness under his meticulous arrangement.

"Hana-kun, I'm sorry."

"What's the matter?" Rong Xuehuai turned her head to the side: "Are you also scared when facing these young birds? It's okay, it's not your fault--take a look, if you just have a little ink, aren't you so afraid?"

"No." Wen Zhe rubbed his nose with his hand, and said a little embarrassedly: "I'm... I'm not afraid of monsters at all. I'm sorry, Mr. Hua, I heard some bad rumors at first, so I'm sorry You misunderstood and lied that you are afraid of all monsters. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lied to you."

Rong Xuehuai blinked her eyes, and for a moment she was a little funny.His reputation outside is indeed extremely bad. Seeing Wen Zhe's faltering attitude, he can roughly guess what kind of rumor it is...

Among the demon cultivators he beheaded, there were many who liked to watch monsters strip their lives, so when he dealt with those bastards, he also let them be torn to pieces by monsters as usual.What Wen Zhe heard may have been exaggerated, but as far as the rumor itself is concerned, it may not be untrue.

"It's inevitable that you misunderstood me at that time, and I can't blame you." Rong Xuehuai said with a smile: "Since you are not really afraid of monsters, then this bonfire party can be more lively."

When the words came to an end, Rong Xuehuai smacked her lips and whistled, and a crane flew out of the forest gracefully, circled and landed.Rong Xuehuai gently stroked the crane's head with her index finger, and said softly: "Han Shuang, go back and tell everyone that there is going to be a party here today, and everyone who wants to play can just come here."

The crane lowered its head and lightly pecked Rong Xuehuai's palm, raised its head and let out a cry, flapped its wings and fluttered away.

Rong Xuehuai turned her head and smiled at Wen Zhe: "This is quite lively."

Sure enough, with just a stick of incense, tigers, monkeys, elk, birds... more than a hundred monsters came one after another, many of which still had wild fruits and fresh vegetables in their mouths.

Larks lead their necks, clouded leopards perform dances, and a few sables come to play from time to time... The whole bonfire party lasted for a long time before ending.

In Wen Zhe's eyes, under the reflection of the warm orange flames burning on the branches of the Vajra tree, Mr. Han's relaxed and happy smile is the most special scenery at this evening party.