In the stone room, Zuo Mo's eyes were slightly closed, sitting cross-legged, with a wisp of bell bamboo shoot fire floating on his chest, and in the milky white flame, the yin beads were faintly visible.

His hands kept changing spells, and as his fingering changed, one after another spiritual power was thrown into flames.

The key to refining the Yin Fire Bead was not spiritual power, but divine consciousness, and his divine consciousness carefully controlled the flames. The method was very complicated, and Zuo Mo immediately felt extremely strained, especially since this state needed to last for half an hour. Poor Zuo Mo, he didn't know that generally speaking, refining Yin Fire Beads was not something that a Foundation Building Stage cultivator could complete.

No one told him, Pu Demon didn't tell him, and "Yin Fire Bead Chapter" was not written.

If he knew, he wouldn't have tried it.

Sometimes, the ignorant are fearless. Zuo Mo, who didn't know anything, never thought about whether his cultivation could refine the Yin Fire Bead. He honestly refined the Yin Fire Bead carefully according to the record on the "Yin Fire Bead Chapter".

One by one, mysterious light runes were thrown into the fire of the bell shoots and drilled into the yin beads. However, neither the Zhong Bamboo Shoot nor the Yin Bead changed in the slightest.

Time passed little by little, and Zuo Mo's forehead gradually sweated.

The spiritual power is depleted too quickly!

At this rate, the spiritual power in his body will soon be exhausted. Once his spiritual power can't keep up, the Yin Bead will definitely be scrapped.

As soon as he thought of this, Zuo Mo couldn't help but think of the "Buying Yin Beads at a High Price" signboard in the Dongfu Free Market, which was like a forest, and even Jindan stage cultivators were willing to buy it at a high price, what price should it be! The more he thought about it, the more he felt pain in his heart, as if he saw countless spars waving at him, and then flew farther and farther.

Damn it!

The things of the Pu Demon are really unreliable! What is the "Yin Fire Bead Chapter" of Raushzi, and there are many mistakes! What kind of situation is this?

Zuo Mo was anxious, angry and unwilling!

Although his life was not affected this time, so many spars waved goodbye to him, as if it was no different from cutting meat with a knife. If it weren't for the refining, Zuo Mo was afraid that he would immediately rush to the Pu Demon to theorize.

At this moment, in his sea of knowledge, Pu Demon raised his head casually: "Start refining so soon, young man, you are really full of energy!" After speaking, he closed his eyes again and listened to his Yin Gui with peace of mind.

If Zuo Mo heard this, he was afraid that he would vomit three liters of blood on the spot. Poor he still can't figure out the situation, the only thing he can be sure of is that he definitely didn't miss a word.

But the situation in front of him is completely different from the description of "Yin Fire Bead Chapter", according to the description of "Yin Fire Bead Chapter", he still needs to hold on for at least half an hour, but his spiritual power is almost all gone. Could it be that his own cultivation is not enough? Zuo Mo finally thought of the problem, but at this time it was too late to comprehend.

He was reluctant to give up this yin bead, gritted his teeth and insisted, he could hold on as long as he could! Suddenly, he thought of using his divine sense to observe during alchemy, so he separated a part of his divine consciousness and carefully and stingily controlled the spiritual power in his body.

The consumption of spiritual power suddenly decreased, but if it goes on like this, it still can't hold on!

Zuo Mo gritted his teeth again, separated another part of his divine sense, and carefully controlled a small stream of spiritual power. In order to avoid conflict with the fingering techniques that were constantly changing in his hands, this small stream of spiritual power was led by Zuo Mo to the spring at the bottom of his feet. Without this small stream of divine consciousness, Zuo Mo would not have the energy to control this small stream of spiritual power. The mantra that couldn't stop with his hands alone was enough to make him vomit blood. can separate a wisp of divine consciousness, and Zuo Mo is now divided into three purposes.

The feeling of his brain being split into three pieces was extremely uncomfortable, and after only a while, Zuo Mo felt a faint pain.

It's a fairly familiar feeling!

When I was hurt by Uncle Xin Yan's sword intent, I felt like this, and it was also that time that I fell into the trap of Pu Demon's "Fetal Breath Refining God".

But for the sake of the spar!

Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and held on!

With all his might, he controlled this small stream of spiritual power and began to rotate along the Yongquan Acupoint, constantly speeding up the speed of spiritual power. The speed of this spiritual power is getting faster and faster, and gradually, it is like a small whirlpool, and there seems to be a burst of suction in the center of the foot, and the surrounding spiritual power begins to slowly surge towards this small whirlpool.

This is a method that Zuo Mo has never tried, but for the sake of the spade, he can't care so much. Speaking of which, he still learned this idea from the trick "Seven Vortexes" of "The Sword Technique of Leaving the Water". If you absorb the aura at the speed of the weekday, it will definitely be a meal. In desperation, Zuo Mo thought of this risky way.

The spiritual power in the center of the feet is constantly accelerating, and gradually the spiritual energy is sucked.

After being suctioned, the aura quickly added to the small whirlpool, the whirlpool began to increase little by little, and the speed became more and more amazing, and the surrounding aura seemed to be twitched, and began to surge towards Zuo Mo's foot whirlpool.

Hiss!

Zuo Mo gasped in his mouth, and the fire of the bell bamboo shoots floating in his chest trembled and almost collapsed.

He only felt that the soles of his feet were constantly drilled by a drill, although the Yongquan acupoint was a big acupoint in the human body, but Zuo Mo had never used it to absorb aura, but now it was so much at once, it was strange that it didn't hurt!

However, for the sake of the spar, brother forbearance!

Zuo Mo continued to urge the spiritual power with grief and indignation, speeding up the absorption of spiritual energy. The aura in the air, which is absorbed into the body, needs to go through a process of refining and refining before it can be transformed into cultivation. The purer the spiritual power, the greater the power, the more controllable it can be, and it will not affect the mind. But at this time, Zuo Mo can't care about so much, and the impure spiritual power is also spiritual power, at least it can solve the urgent need. At this time, he is like an extremely hungry man who has not touched meat for ten years, as long as he has a little spiritual power, he will pull him over like a wolf.

With the addition of new spiritual power, Zuo Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The quality of the Yin Fire Bead that was refined was no longer something for Zuo Mo to consider, and he was thankful that he could complete it.

Zuo Mo's heart was inexplicably sad and indignant, and he almost lost his life when he ingested a bell bamboo shoot. Refining a Yin Fire Bead also has to suffer a lot, the heartache from the soles of the feet, the faint throbbing pain from the division of the divine consciousness into three, and the tearing pain of the mixed spiritual power through the meridians......

Why do I always have tears in my eyes, because I love the spar so much......

――And because of the pain!

Zuo Mo was surprised that he was still in the mood to laugh at himself nonsensically, but he was soon in no mood. Without refining spiritual power, it was too difficult to control, and the magic that he could easily complete before had now become extremely difficult. He is in a delicate balance in his body, and if he is not careful, once the balance is broken, it will be useless.

So, he endured the pain and tears, and carefully maintained the balance in his body.

In the stone room, Zuo Mo was like a whirlpool, and the surrounding spiritual energy was surging towards him frantically.

As the aura entered his body, the wisp of bell bamboo shoot fire in front of him skyrocketed.

Zuo Mo's clothes were windless, hunting sounded, and the sweat on his forehead never stopped. The rich aura in the stone room couldn't stand Zuo Mo's crazy inhalation, and it was suddenly swept away, and only a wisp of aura at the spiritual vein was continuously poured into Zuo Mo's foot heart.

If you look closely, you will find that the legs, which were originally as steady as a rock, are now like having epilepsy, twitching and twitching.

When the last trick hit the Zhong Zhu fire, Zuo Mo couldn't hold back any longer, and the big eight forks fell on his back.

He was so tired that he didn't even want to move his fingers, but his whole body was like a toad that had just been cramped, and his hands and feet would involuntarily make some strange convulsions.

Pain!

As he lay down, he suddenly wailed, and the pain of torn meridians in his body, the ubiquitous dull pain of damaged consciousness, and the heartache of the soles of his feet all reminded him of how bad his situation was.

After wailing for a while, Zuo Mo struggled to get up, almost crawling to pick up the Yin Fire Bead.

The gray yin beads are now like transparent glass fired, mixed with a trace of white lines, like a wisp of white clouds floating in the sky.

It's beautiful!

Zuo Molu's eyes were fascinated, and he couldn't put it down, and he only felt that the pain he had just suffered was finally worth it. He didn't know how big the power of this Yin Fire Bead was, but seeing such a beautiful bead, and thinking that it was not easy to refine, how could he be willing to use it to test the power?

Like a baby, put it away carefully.

He struggled to get up, and suddenly let out a scream, it turned out that his right foot was already red and swollen like a steamed bun at some point. Don't say that you are walking, but when you touch it lightly, it hurts.

Sure enough, people die for money, and birds die for food!

Zuo Mo sighed with emotion, and jumped out of the stone chamber step by step on one leg in a strange posture.

For this Yin Fire Bead, he paid a heavy price. It is easier to deal with damage to the divine consciousness, and "Fetal Breath Refining God" specializes in treating the injury of the divine consciousness. The more serious thing was that the meridians were injured, so he had to go to the Fang Yuan to find Xu Qing and ask for a few pills to recuperate slowly. Fortunately, although meridian injuries are not commonplace for cultivators, they are also the most common condition, so there is no shortage of such elixirs in the sect.

Xu Qing was taken aback when she saw Zuo Mo looking so embarrassed.

Senior Brother Zuo Mo is now famous, and the reputation of skinning zombies is still quite loud at least in the area of Wukong Mountain. The Lingying Sect's group of gentlemen hadn't come to harass them for many days. Who beat my brother so miserably?

However, she didn't want to ask, so she hurriedly took out five good pills and handed them to Zuo Mo. Seeing Zuo Mo take the pill and turn around, she hesitated for a moment, but still added weakly: "Senior brother, this pill is a third-grade spar, a total of five third-grade spars." ”

The one-legged golden rooster independent Zuo Mo's body shook, and he almost fell headlong, and he lost a lot! And now he has not a single spar left on his body, so he has to wave his hand and say: "On credit!"

A spar stumps a hero!

"Oh. Xu Qing nodded, and then reminded Zuo Mo: "Senior brother, after ten days, the deadline for settlement will come." Senior brother, don't forget! Senior brother is in arrears now, let me take a look. After speaking, she took out a small notebook, flipped through two pages, and read: "The raw material fee for senior brother's alchemy has not been settled in the previous paragraph, plus today, a total of thirty third-grade spars!"

Zuo Mo only felt that there was darkness in front of him......