Time passed quietly while Xu Hu was sleeping. After a full twenty hours, Xu Hu woke up. Xu Hu's sleep was particularly sweet, and his consciousness, gray-white clouds, and tired body were all greatly improved.

of recovery.

Looking at it in a blink of an eye, Xiaobai was lying on the ground not far away and was also asleep. What was cute was Xiaohong on top of his head. His two paws held a tuft of white hair of Xiaobai, and his little mouth blinked and bit the tuft of hair.

, seems to be eating something delicious in a dream.

Smiling slightly, Xu Hu felt a touch of warmth in his heart. With Xiaobai and Xiaohong accompanying him, Xu Hu would not be alone on his journey to become an immortal.

Closing his eyes, Xu Hu's expression became solemn. According to ancient records, condensation is a very difficult task. Without the assistance of some heavenly materials and earthly treasures, just relying on his own condensation, the success rate would be even 1%.

None. However, the heavenly materials and earthly treasures that can increase the success rate of elixir formation have disappeared in ancient times, which has also led to the fact that there are very few golden elixir stage monks in the world of immortality.

Every failure in forming a pill will increase the difficulty of forming the next pill. Therefore, Xu Hu must be cautious. If there is no accident, it is best to form a golden pill in one go.

The divine consciousness in the sea of ​​​​consciousness surged out and rushed into the sea of ​​​​qi. Only five hundred and twenty-five drops of gray-white elixir liquid were floating densely in the sea of ​​​​qi. The formation of elixirs and the condensation of elixir liquid actually have the same purpose, and they also rely on spiritual consciousness.

Strength is used to forcefully suppress the elixir, but the elixir only needs to compress the spiritual power into liquid to be considered successful in condensing the elixir. This is already very familiar to Xu Hu, who condensed 525 drops of elixir for Xu Hu to condense the elixir.

To describe it as easy to pick up is not an exaggeration.

The power of spiritual consciousness required to form the elixir is quite huge, because it is necessary to completely compress and condense the five hundred and twenty-five drops of elixir liquid into an entity to complete the liquid-to-solid form. This transformation is easy to say, but

To complete it, it is absolutely difficult to complete it without immense spiritual consciousness.

In particular, Xu Hu's amount of elixir far exceeds that of ordinary people. However, Xu Hu's spiritual consciousness power is simply not comparable to the same level. In the history of immortal cultivation, who else can condense the spiritual consciousness of the late-stage foundation-building monks with the strength of the late-stage golden elixir?

What about the elixir formation that needs to be done? Isn’t this killing a chicken with a knife?

Although the amount of elixir increases the difficulty of forming the elixir, Xu Hu is confident that he will succeed. With a thought, his consciousness completely wrapped the five hundred and twenty-five drops of elixir, as if it were an egg shell, layer after layer.

The power of divine consciousness wraps up.

Time passed slowly in Xu Hu's compression and condensation. At the door of the secret room, Huang Xing held a jade slip in his hand, and his pretty face changed color slightly. The Linghu clan members on the lower six floors exchanged information every month. This is the fourth time.

There was a message from the tribesmen in the stronghold on the fourth floor, saying that a human woman appeared on the fourth floor, and that the woman was looking for a human man. Is the woman looking for Xu Hu?

Humans that had been rare for thousands of years appeared one after another on the lower six floors. Half a month ago, there was a human woman on the fifth floor, but now she has fallen into the hands of the demon king. Then Xu Hu came here to help the tribesmen repel the demonic beasts.

A few days later, another human woman turned the fourth floor upside down.

If the human woman on the fourth floor came to see Xu Hu, then what about Xu Hu? Could it be that she came to find the human woman on the fifth floor? Thinking of this, Huang Xing's eyes flashed solemnly. The human who fell into the hands of the demon king, Xu Hu

What if the tiger is found?

In the Linghu Clan stronghold on the fifth floor, Feng Qing looked at the handsome man in front of her with a darkened face, "Bai Qing, I have been staying in your Linghu Clan stronghold for seven days. Didn't you say Linghu Clan's stronghold?"

Does the Fox clan have the most extensive information network? Why haven’t I found the person I’m looking for yet?”

"The lower six floors are much larger than Fairy Feng imagined. I have ordered the tribesmen on each floor to step up the search. As soon as there is news about the person you are looking for, I will notify Fairy Feng as soon as possible!" Bai Qing said calmly.

With a smile, he pushed a cup of steaming tea in front of Feng Qing, "Have a cup of tea to cool down the fire!"

"No need!" Feng Qingliu frowned, "If you have anything to do, just go and do your own thing. You don't have to stay here all the time!"

"That's fine! I'll be busy with my own business. If you have anything to do, just ask the clansman at the door to notify me!" Bai Qing stood up and walked out the door. The moment she closed the door, her handsome face turned gloomy.

This woman is really a tough character, and she has never given him a good look after spending so many days together. Judging from the information coming from the second floor, the person Feng Qing is looking for should be the human man on the second floor. However,

, how could the woman I, Bai Qing, like, escape from his grasp?

Seeing Bai Qing close the door and go out, Feng Qing frowned even more tightly. She always had the illusion that the other party was stalling for time. But as Bai Qing said, the lower six floors were so big, how could she find it alone? Even if she did,

, she already had less than 200 high-level talismans on her body. Most of the 500 high-level talismans given to her by Chen Lao were consumed in a few days, which made Feng Qing feel uneasy. Without the high-level talismans, she would be in the devil

Tower is a character who is at the mercy of others.

In more than a month, she must return to the place where she entered the lower six floors to set up the teleportation array. Otherwise, without Chen Lao's guidance, she would have to be locked up in the magic tower for hundreds of years.
Chapter completed!