The light moonlight like a light veil shrouded Tianyuan City, and it was quiet and serene.

Dong Chi Li stood in front of the gate of the Refining Hall, his eyes moving slightly, not knowing what he was thinking. The Refining Hall may not be called a large hall, because it has no walls, only a white platform about one zhang high and twenty zhang long and wide.

There is a boulder at the bottom of the staircase of the high platform, on which is written "Refining Spirit Hall".

Dong Chi Li walked up the stairs, and after only a few steps, he already felt his shoulders sinking, and there was already a coercion that began to oppress him. However, the cultivation of the Soul Refining Hall is mainly spiritual spirit, so it is not so powerful for physical coercion.

On the high platform in the open air, some students who were under mental pressure sat sparsely, and the expressions on everyone's faces were not very good. The handsome and beautiful faces on weekdays are all ugly on this.

But no one will laugh at their "hideousness", because only the expression on their faces is painful, which means that they are trying to challenge themselves, which is worthy of admiration.

"Heshitang ......" Dong Chi Li's eyes searched on the high platform, but he was even more disappointed, one after another white figures, but there was no white that belonged to Heshitang.

Where did it go? Did you leave Tianyuan Academy, why didn't you tell yourself when you left?

"Maybe there's something urgent." Dong Chi Li sighed, scratched his hair a little irritably, and then said to himself, "Since you have come here, let's exercise my spiritual spirit and then go back to the spiritual pool." ”

After that, Dongchi Limai moved his steps that were a little heavy and oppressed by coercion, and walked towards the place where there were few people on the high platform.

At this moment, her gaze was drawn to two figures.

Wen Yanfeng, who was dressed in green shirts, and Wen Xu, who was dressed in snow-white, sat facing each other, and although the expressions on their faces were distorted, they did not hide their usual demeanor at all.

Only then did Dong Chi Li notice that Wen Xu and Wen Yanfeng had the same surname, and Wen Yanfeng was also an animal tamer, so he should be the elder brother Wen Xu said.

Fortunately, Dong Chi Li is now in men's clothing, so she is not worried that Wen Yanfeng will recognize her.

She walked not far from Wen Yanfeng and Wen Xu, sat down cross-legged, then closed her eyes and began to bear the mental pressure from the spirit refining stone.

At this time, Dong Chi Li was still on the edge of the high platform, and the closer he got to the spirit refining stone, the stronger the mental pressure he had to bear, so there was no one near the center of the high platform.

The difference between the edge of the platform and the center of the platform is that the mental pressure on the edge of the platform will be slowly exerted according to the student's will. The mental pressure in the center of the high platform is more challenging, and the students never know what kind of pressure they will endure next, and there is no room for respite.

The eyes were covered by the eyelids, but the vision was not in darkness, and Dong Chi Li's soul sense saw the situation of the spirit. She slowly urged the dark blue spirit to turn.

As soon as the spirit turned, Dong Chi Li felt a spiritual pressure slowly pressing towards his spiritual sea. But this pressure is not enough to make Dong Chi Li uncomfortable.

She accelerated the rotation of her spirit, and the mental pressure became stronger and stronger. The spirit turned faster and faster, Dong Chi Li's face finally turned pale, her lips were tightly pursed, she already felt the pain in her head, as if a pair of big hands were grabbing her head fiercely, and she was holding it hard, trying to pinch her head to burst.

Dong Chi Li let the spirit keep this speed to turn down, this speed may be very slow for other people who have the spirit, but for Dong Chi Li, it is the limit at this time.

The mental pressure also maintained the same intensity in the spiritual sea of Dong Chi Li, and her soul consciousness had already seen that the light blue spiritual power was pressed into a pile by the mental pressure, and the color was even more vivid, and the bright spiritual power soon poured into the spiritual spirit, making the turbid spiritual spirit shine bit by bit.

The moonlight sprinkled on Dong Chi Li's body also increased Dong Chi Li's potential to resist mental pressure. Slowly, she felt that her limit had increased a little more, and she increased the speed of her spirit's rotation by another point.

The cycle goes on and on, although at first glance there is no change in the spirit. But if you look closely, you will find that the spirit is much more active than before Dongchi Li came.

Time flowed bit by bit.

Dong Chi Li was about to increase the speed of the spirit a little more, but he heard Xi Mang say: "Enough, you have been cultivating here for three days and three nights, you must let the spirit rest for a while, otherwise it will hurt the spirit a lot." ”

"Oh."

Dong Chi Li did feel that her spirit was very tired, and she was about to faint several times, but she endured them one by one.

"Huh......" Dong Chi Li stopped the rotation of his spirit, and the mental pressure disappeared at this moment. Dongchi felt that his head was light, and there was a feeling that his head was so light that he barely fell off, and even the ability to turn his neck was numb, and he couldn't control it.

Two streaks of blood slipped down Dong Chi Li's nostrils and fell low on the snow-white power suit.

"Ah, it seems that I really overcultivated." Dong Chi Li stretched out his hand and wiped off the nosebleed, then rubbed his neck, and rubbed it for a while before he felt the touch return to his head.

Dong Chi Li lay on the ground, panting heavily, and asked in his heart, "Xi Mang, how often should I come to cultivate my spiritual spirit?" ”

Xi Mang replied lightly: "Half a month, three days each time." ”

"Oh." Dong Chi Li stretched his body into the word "big" and lazily basked in the warm sun. The warm light came into view, making Dong Chi Li a little obsessed.

If her cultivation is not improved, will she have to live under the bleak black hat for the rest of her life? It's nice to be able to get sunshine. This also strengthened Dong Chi Li's determination to go further and further on the road of cultivation.

Only when her cultivation is high can she live happily.

Dong Chi Li put his hands behind his head, knocked on Erlang's legs, squinted at the blue sky, and was about to fall asleep in a groggy state, but was surprised by a voice next to him: "Brother Chi Li? ”

Dong Chi Li hurriedly opened his eyes to look, but saw Wen Xu carrying the sun on his back, and entered Dong Chi Li's eyes with light and shadow, smart and warm. Dong Chi Li couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, Wen Xu is really a beautiful little girl.

Similarly, the sunlight sprinkled on Dong Chi Li's face, making her snow-white hair break into golden, and her fair face seemed to reflect the sun, shining so handsomely.

"Sister Wen Xu." Dong Chi Li sat up, but felt dizzy in his head, and hurriedly covered his head again.

Wen Xu chuckled, "Brother Chi Li is the first time to come to the Refining Palace, right?" I haven't seen you since the competition, and when I go to your courtyard, I can't find you. ”

"What are you looking for me to do?" Dong Chi Li smiled slightly, but in his heart, Amitabha begged Wen Xu not to be infatuated with him.

Wen Xu looked back and shouted, "Brother, come here!" ”