Chapter 8: Spirit vein

Two voices, one is Ning Wufeng's voice, and the other is Ye Zhidao who has been concentrating on the spiritual formation.
"Why is this?" asked in confusion.
Buying this top-level spirit array will definitely help the owner. At that time, the reward for him must be indispensable.
"I have watched this jade Jane of the top ranks of the ranks, old man. I have watched it for so long. Do you want to take it from my old man?" Ye Zhidao raised his head and said proudly.
"This ..." It was a little bit embarrassing at all. Even Ye Zhi's reluctance to let go of the Ling Zhenyu Jane must be a rare Ling Zhen. He was already bare-footed in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he said, "Senior, even if I bought it at Linjiang Pavilion, it will definitely make seniors see it first."
"No, I have to study this old Ling Zhen old man carefully. This small gift is for you. I bought this Ling Zhen jade slip." Ye Zhidao casually threw a jade pendant to Ning Wufeng.
"This……"
In a blink of an eye, Ye Zhidao disappeared in Linjiang Pavilion. The speed of Monk Purple Lake made Ning Wufeng secretly stun.
He explored the jade pendant in his hand, felt the majestic spiritual power in it, and secretly rejoiced that the spiritual power contained in it was hundreds of times richer than the previous elixir.
"I'm really sorry, Ding." Ning Wufeng showed regret.
Waved his hand and laughed: "Since it is something Ye senior liked, I will not wait to be loved. If Brother Ning has something good next time, remember to come to my Linjiang Pavilion the first time, I I guarantee you won't suffer. "
"Okay. I'm going to buy some elixir or something here. There is Lauding in charge." Ning Wufeng laughed.
Out of Linjiang Pavilion, Ning Wufeng was in a good mood. Without a profit, I bought more than 20 elixir of top grade Fanjie and a broken army gun of top grade Zhongpin.
As for the Ning Jiawu Pavilion, the Fanjie Xiapin weapon was given to Wu Liu. Also bought him some elixir and the like.
Go back to your yard. After avoiding stress to the Xuanku Taoist, he talked lightly, and Ningwufeng entered the room and began to refine the elixir.
He sat down cross-legged, and in front of him there were twenty splendid grasses, full of magnificent spiritual power, hence the name. The leaves are like white jade. The whole plant exudes a thick white mist, and it smells refreshing when you smell it.
Puppetization.
A vortex of spiritual power emerges in the palm of the hand, and the spiritual power of Yunling Grass is absorbed instantly.
"Well," Ning Wufeng was a little puzzled. He suddenly found that the spiritual power in the veins was faintly full, and that one vein could only hold all the spiritual forces in the triple air qi.
If we want to make further breakthroughs, we can only open up new spiritual veins.
According to the common sense of the mainland of China, the spirit veins were originally born. But when Ning Wufeng was reborn, he unexpectedly opened up a vein. He vaguely felt that this should be related to Jiu Nu's claim that he was the owner of the veins.
Although he did not know what the veins meant, he knew that his veins should continue to develop.
Just do it. Previously, the development of spiritual veins was based on the spiritual power of the withering Taoist. Now Ning Wufeng owns the spiritual power and does not need to fake others' hands. But Ning Wufeng didn't dare to be too careless.
He carefully released his consciousness and closely observed the condition of the veins in his body. The human body has a total of twenty-seven soul veins, which are distributed among the limbs and bones of the body. Except for the already opened soul vein, white light flashes. The rest of the veins were all blocked.
Glancing at the broken gun lying beside him, he thought for a moment and decided to open up a vein of his arm, so that he could use the weapon later.
If it was known that Ning Wufeng would be able to open up the spirit veins freely, and asked the old antiques of the imperial palace, they felt that he had been caught and thoroughly studied.
Ning Wufeng carefully restrained the spiritual power. With the help of divine knowledge, he controlled the spiritual power more precisely, turned it into a sharp spiral, and opened up the spiritual pulse.
"Ah!" He screamed, and Douda's sweat appeared on the forehead densely. With the divine knowledge, the spiritual control became more precise, but his feeling became more sensitive. The perception of pain is particularly strong.
Ning Wufeng gritted his teeth, spiraling continuously toward the vein of his arm. Arms were already violently blue, and fine blood beads were seeping out of the pores.
Sweating drips sweat, rather than the slightest carelessness. The spiritual power in the body is quickly consumed.
He grabbed the lingering grass on the edge, and held three plants in his palm. The puppetized spirits instantly absorbed the spiritual power and replenished the spiritual power in the body.
Spiral spirit power advances in that vein, many impurities in the vein are washed away, and a stench smell permeates the room.
Ning Wufeng didn't care about abandoning himself. The severe pain made him have only one conviction: open up a second spiritual vein.
It was another three Yunling grasses that had been absorbed, and Lingmai advanced two inches further.
Five Yunling grasses were absorbed, and the spiritual power nourished the newly opened spirit veins and washed away the impurities.
It is another five strains, and the Lingmai is one inch and a half forward again, near the palm of the hand, and the Lingmai begins to divide into five roads and merges into the five fingers. And the veins are getting thinner.
Ning Wufeng had to be cautious, if he didn't pay attention a little, the vein would probably break, and that finger would be used up. Therefore, the more the spiritual vein consumes more spiritual power, the greater the consumption of consciousness.
He felt a bit heavy on his head, and bit his teeth hard, keeping his head clear.
The practice of the previous King Sejong, how can the master's will be easily given up.
Now that you are born again, you have to work hard to be a superior. What a pain is this!
Ning Wufeng fought fiercely, grabbing the remaining Yunling grass in his palm, and devouring the spiritual power madly. But the consciousness did control the spiral force carefully and carefully, and the spiritual veins were opened up one by one.
Suddenly, the spiritual power was exhausted, and the Yun grass was gone. But there are no veins for the little finger and ring finger. This is how to do?
Ning Wufeng immediately took out the jade pendant, and the majestic spirit surged out of it. The spirit vein is like the thirsty desert Jiufeng Ganlin, which is constantly devouring that spiritual power.
With a loud bang, finally cleared all the veins of the ring finger and little finger. The added spiritual power nourishes this spiritual vein of the arm.
"The air-breathing environment is fourfold!" Ning Wufeng was overjoyed, felt the powerful force on his arm, grabbed the broken army gun beside him, shook out a gun flower with his hand, and made a loud bang in the air.
"Good!" Ning Wufeng laughed and stroked his palm.
Immediately, he looked at the jade pendant in his hand and was absorbed by himself a lot of spiritual power.
"It turned out to be jade. I didn't expect the old man to be really interesting." On closer inspection, Ning Wufeng suddenly recognized the pendant.
It is an extremely rare jade scorpion. Through spiritual inspiration, you can activate the sacrifice to help yourself to fight.
In addition, there is a Sanpin Spirit Formation Master in Jiangning Mansion where Fanjie Shangpin can be portrayed, but there is no one who can make it.
It is a pity that most of the spiritual power in the jadeite was absorbed by Ning Wufeng. Seeing that it would not take a few times, it would break.
But Ning Wufeng does not regret it, after all, his strength has really improved.
"Let Ning Wufeng's guy roll out soon." Someone was stunned outside, but Ning Chen again, did not expect this guy to dare to come!
Ning Wufeng has opened up a second spiritual vein and possessed the cultivation of the qi qi quaternary. Even without deterrence, he can take him down.
He opened the door and took a look. No wonder this guy dared to shout outside his door. It turned out to be a backer.
"I haven't seen you in a long time. My little wind brother!" A voice that was not kind was heard, making Ning Wufeng frown.
Ning Wushuang, when he was a kid, he often took the handwriting left by his father to show this guy, but it was very helpful to him. At that time, he followed behind his every day, brother Xiaofeng was long, brother Xiaofeng was short.
However, I did not expect that he was a pseudo spirit vein later, and this guy is a rare Wu Ling vein in Jiangning Prefecture, and he has made rapid progress. Not only did I not know how to be grateful, I was also worried that Ning Wufeng would compete with him for the position of homeowner in the future and drive him to the house of Ning's family.
"What are you doing?" Ning Wufeng said lightly.
"Well, a waste is still arrogant. Today we are going to drive your group of pariahs out of the Ning family and go back to Qinglong Bay. You don't deserve to stay here!" Ning Chen growled hysterically.
Ning Wufeng frowned and moved very fast.
He slaps his hands on Ning Chen's mouth. "Speak up, you better shut up!"
For a moment, Ning Chen was blinded. And Ning Wushuang's face chilled instantly ...