This little dandelion has no spiritual patterns, so Muyang doesn't know how precious it is.

He and Gou Ge are two idiots in medicinal materials. They don’t understand it at all, but one thing is certain is that the spiritual energy released by this thing is really rich.

Brother Dog had an idea, "Mu Yang, are you going to try practicing here?"

"Ah? Here? The cool breeze is whizzing on this mountain, how cold it is."

"With such a rich spiritual energy, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort when you practice it! This is a good opportunity, don't miss it. After passing this village, there will be no such store."

Brother Dog urged Mu Yang to grow up quickly now.

Mu Yang thought that since he left Xingyuan City, he had really not practiced well. There is nothing particularly important now. It doesn’t matter whether the spirit warriors sleep or not, let alone the agreement between him and Luo Yue, so why not try it.

So Mu Yang sat down cross-legged and put his hands on his knees.

"Mu Yang, what about the spiritual medicine you drank in the ruins last time? Just drink a drop and you can hit the second level of the spiritual vein realm. If you dry this bottle, wouldn't you go to heaven?"

Just as Mu Yang was about to start, Brother Dog asked, and Mu Yang sighed, "I think so, but Xiao Qi reminded me that this thing can only be drunk once. If you take it again, it will not be effective, and it will cause too much burden on the body, so Xiao Qi will not allow me to use it again."

"Wouldn't it be useless?"

"It can't be said that it's useless. Xiaoqi told me how to use it. You can use it as a medicine bath. Drop it when taking a bath, and absorb it from the body to assist in cultivation. It can also be matched with various skin care medicines to ensure that the skin is tender and tender. Hehe, I love to take a bath and have good skin."

Brother Dog lay in front of the convenience store, waving his tail: "This makes sense. Your early cultivation has been too fast, so it's better to slow down now. It's better to consolidate your foundation. OK, I won't bother you anymore, practice."

After entering the spiritual vein realm, this is the first time Mu Yang has practiced steadily.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Yang put his posture again, divided his feet into Yin and Yang, pinched Ziwu with his hands, closed his eyes and hid his tongue, breathed continuously, and his breath slightly descended to the Dantian. He led the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body, wandered around the four meridians and eight meridians, gathered in the Dantian, and converted into spiritual power.

The practice of spiritual vein realm is to absorb spiritual energy and expand the spiritual power reserves in the body, and to open up spiritual veins to form the foundation path for spiritual power operation.

The stronger the talent, the faster the absorption of spiritual energy, the easier it will be to practice.

"Oh, if I had second-class spiritual power like Ling Feng, he would have had a speed of cultivation. It would be a pity that eighth- or nine-class spiritual power is almost at the bottom."

As soon as Mu Yang practiced, he remembered the previous spiritual power test. It was so embarrassing. Fortunately, he even praised Lao Xue for saying that he had first-class spiritual power, but he didn't expect that he was so bad.

It was this slight distraction and lack of concentration that made the breath go apart, almost bursting Mu Yang's meridians, causing Mu Yang to grin and dared not have any distractions.

However, because the magical dandelion released abundant spiritual energy, even if Mu Yang was only at eight or nine levels of spiritual power, his cultivation speed was much faster than that of ordinary spiritual warriors with four or five levels of spiritual power.

His conversion speed was slow, but the amount around him was large, and the spiritual energy kept drilling into his body, and every part of his body was mobilized, and his cultivation speed increased by more than three times.

After reciting all night, until the rising sun rose, Mu Yang stretched his arms, pressed his palms down, put away his breath, slowly opened his eyes, and vomited out the turbid air that had been deposited all night.

"Huh~ Brother Dog, don't say that the effect of practicing here is really good, and one night is even better than six nights."

Although he had not yet broken through to the third level of the Spirit Vein Realm, Mu Yangneng clearly felt his progress and his spiritual power was filled with a lot of energy. If he practiced seven or eight times like this, he would probably be able to break through.

"Well, I'll come here to practice in the future. With such treasures, your cultivation must be whizzing upwards." Brother Dog was also happy for Mu Yang's progress. Every time Mu Yang became stronger, the closer it was to the day it went out.

Mu Yang stood up and patted the weeds stuck to his butt. Only then did he notice that the dandelion had lost its light and was hidden among the flowers and plants. It was not conspicuous at all. It was difficult to find such a special plant here without even careful observation.

Moreover, the rich spiritual power was slowly dissipating, as if everything had returned to its original state, except for the strange repulsion.

Mu Yang frowned and fell into deep thought: "Why are the disciples in Luoyue Valley not here to practice? Logically speaking, they need this kind of environment more now."

"Who knows, maybe they don't know yet? It's normal not to know this place so far from Beishan. In this way, should you tell them this news? This will quickly improve the strength of Luoyue Valley and you can also gain a strong favorability."

Mu Yang stretched, "Maybe they knew it a long time ago, but they couldn't practice here for some special reasons. Go back and inquire about the situation before making a decision."

I visited more than half of the people yesterday, but today I have to continue to understand the details of the remaining people.

At this time, no one found that Mu Yang had not returned overnight. The disciples practiced as usual in the morning and were always on guard against foreign invasions.

On the way back, Mu Yang saw several girls catching fish in the river with their sleeves rolled up. These people were all connected by Mu Yang yesterday, so Mu Yang quickly stepped forward.

"Fangfang, Tiantian, Shizhu, what are you doing?"

When the girls heard this, they straightened their waists and wiped the sweat beads on their foreheads. Fangfang smiled and said, "Young man is so early. We are catching fish. Make some fish soup for the senior brothers and sisters who were injured yesterday to replenish their bodies."

These three are the youngest disciples of Luoyue Valley. They just started their careers and did not participate in yesterday's battle. They were well protected by their seniors in the valley. During the truce, they naturally wanted to do something for their seniors.

Mu Yang raised his eyebrows, this opportunity has come again, right? Sure enough, he has a good relationship with NPC, and he is about to do the task and go to the sidelines.

"I am the best at cooking! I'll help you!"

Mu Yang took off his boots and put them by the river without saying a word. Just kidding, the things Luo Yue gave must be cherished to ensure that the boots did not splash in water. Mu Yang casually pulled his trouser legs and jumped out of the river. He stared at a fat fish with concentration, and suddenly took action. When he raised his hand, he was pinching the fish he was staring at.

But Mu Yang jumped into the river too much, splashing the girls' bodies of water.

Tiantian covered her face and moved away from Muyang: "Young man, how can you cook?"

Mu Yang threw the fish ashore and smiled and said, "Don't always call the young heroes and young heroes. It's too disgusting. Just call me Mu Yang."
Chapter completed!