Nie Wushuang clenched his teeth, without stopping at all, and he worked harder to operate the Three Life Skills.

"Swish, swish!" One after another, a stream of spiritual energy flowed straight into the sea of ​​consciousness from the Chaos Eye, and instantly disappeared into the sea of ​​consciousness, without a trace.

Nie Wushuang felt very hatred, but he kept acting in the slightest. He wanted to see how much spiritual energy this sea of ​​consciousness could absorb.

The spiritual energy in this medium-grade spirit stone is more pure, the Chaos Eye absorbs it faster, and it is also faster when peeling off impurities. Nie Wushuang feels that he is a person who is extremely thirsty in the desert. He encountered a large area of ​​lake water, but no matter how he drinks it, the water cannot be drunk into his stomach.

This terrible feeling made Nie Wushuang feel powerless. He tried to stop and operate the Three Life Art several times, but he knew very well that if this problem was not solved, he would probably only be able to practice in the Qi training period in his life.

So Nie Wushuang did not stop practicing at all, and kept sucking the spiritual energy from the spirit stones.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but when Nie Wushuang felt the spiritual energy around his body getting weaker and weaker, his teeth bit his lower lip and bleeding.

"Pop!"

With a light sound, Nie Wushuang only felt that there was no spiritual energy around his body. He sat dejectedly on the ground. He scolded, "Oh my uncle!"

All five medium-grade spirit stones turned into ashes, and the tiny spirit limes were still floating in the room. Nie Wushuang was already on the verge of storm. He suddenly stood up, but fell to the ground again, his face was ferocious, painful, and regretful.

At the end, Nie Wushuang suddenly stood up, slapped out with his palm, and with spiritual energy, he slapped the wooden table in front of him to pieces. He heard him say angrily: "This practice is really strange. The initial level of Qi training has reached the advanced level of Qi training, but it took more than 30 low-grade spirit stones. But if you want to step into the foundation building from this high level of Qi training, you have spent hundreds of low-grade spirit stones, plus the five medium-grade spirit stones now. The cultivation level has not increased at all? What is the reason?"

The Three Life Art has been repeatedly studied by him. Although it did not describe the situation when crossing the border, it did not describe this strange situation.

Nie Wushuang sat back on the ground with a confused look on his face, his eyes were dull, and he sat on the ground with a pile of wood chips for two hours before he slowly got up, slowly cleaned up the house, fell on the bed, and never thought about this cultivation matter again, so he fell asleep.

I don’t know how long it took to sleep. When Nie Wushuang felt that he was full of energy, he woke up and looked up at his head, staring blankly.

Suddenly, a figure rushed in. The wooden door had not moved, and the figure had already arrived at the room.

Nie Wushuang lay on the bed, frowned, and knew who the person was. The person he often came here was Senior Sister Bu. Now the person here was obviously not Senior Sister Bu. Only by the means and breath of the person coming, Nie Wushuang knew that Fu Xuesong would probably be the only one who could enter his room like a wind and a shadow. However, under his great joy and sorrow, his thoughts were surging in his heart, but the master came in person, and he had to adjust his mood.

Fu Xuesong was wearing brocade clothes and marten fur. Seeing the mess in the room, he looked at Nie Wushuang who was lying on the bed with wide eyes open. He didn't say anything. He waved his hand and sucked a wooden bench, sat down with a strange look on his face.

Nie Wushuang turned over and got up, and hurriedly bowed, "I don't know if the master is here, I'm not here to welcome you. Wushuang just now gave many blessings. If you offend the master, I hope you will forgive me."

Fu Xuesong snorted coldly and said, "If you want me to forgive my sins, even if you have ten lives, I will not be enough for me to forgive."

After Nie Wushuang laughed, he suddenly thought of the five medium-grade spirit stones in his mind. He felt very painful in his heart. After sighing a long time, he spoke, "Lord Fu doesn't remember the villain's life, what are you calculating about with me as a mere servant?"

Fu Xuesong said a little angrily: "I asked you to send spirit stones, just to give you a chance to make you greedy for some benefits. You are good. I heard that you took the opportunity to vomit blood tone? I was almost cut into a servile service by the law enforcer of the sect? Nie Wushuang, you must know that although I am the leader of the Cedar Hall, I still have to consider the staff of all parties from beginning to end. If I act like you, if the internal internal affairs of the hall are not in harmony in the future, how can I gather strength and promote the Cedar Hall? Mo Qingyu is a proud disciple of He Qingshan and He Dharma Protector. Like Bu Yanyun, they are both talented and intelligent people. If you really want to find him bad luck, it would be fine to make him convinced..." Speaking of this, Fu Xuesong seemed to be very frustrated and would not say a word.

Nie Wushuang smiled awkwardly and said, "Well, I blame me for this. It is because I am wrong and I am wrong. I also ask the Lord of the Hall Master to punish me."

Fu Xuesong said: "If there are similar things in the future, you can figure out what to do. Forget it, I won't mention this matter again. I'm here to ask you something. Although you haven't practiced for a long time, have you heard of the Demonized Ice Blade?"

Nie Wushuang nodded. He knew that Fu Xuesong must have something to do here. He originally thought that Fu Xuesong was looking for him to remove the threat of the spiritual sword, but he had planned how to speak, but he didn't expect that the other party was asking about something irrelevant, and Nie Wushuang suddenly fell into deep thought.

Seeing Nie Wushuang pondering, Fu Xuesong shouted: "You know, you know, you don't know, you don't know, you look like you remember the past. Do you think I'm here to listen to your story, and you still need to ponder and recall it?"

When Nie Wushuang looked up, he found that Fu Xuesong's face was indeed bad. It seemed that his behavior in the distribution of spirit stones seemed to make him angry. Then he adjusted and said to Xuesong: "Master, although I, Nie Wushuang, have a shallow knowledge, I have heard from others about the matter of demon turning into ice blades. It is said that there are two options for demon transformation, one is to transform into human shapes, and the other is to transform into weapons. This demon race that chooses to transform into blades is called demon turning into ice blades."

Fu Xuesong looked thoughtful and thought for a long time. Suddenly, his tone became a little heavy: "Wushuang, I have a business, are you considering it?"

Seeing that he was so serious, Nie Wushuang didn't dare to be casual anymore. He asked carefully: "Master, I don't know what business you want to do with me?"

Fu Xuesong looked at Nie Wushuang up and down, suddenly waved his hand and set up a soundproof formation in his wooden house. Then he whispered: "Have you heard of the eight forbidden areas of Yunmeng Continent?"

Nie Wushuang nodded: "I've heard of it!"

Fu Xuesong pondered for a moment and continued in a low voice: "This business is located in one of these eight forbidden areas."

Nie Wushuang suddenly recalled that Fu Xuesong was looking at a map when he entered the Cedar Hall a few months ago. He blurted out: "Su Shui Han Pond!"

Fu Xuesong said in surprise: "How do you know I want to say this?"
Chapter completed!