When Xiang Jing wanted to extract aura from the spirit stone again, he found that he couldn't move it no matter how he did it. He opened his eyes and saw that the spirit stone in his hand had become an ordinary translucent stone.

Xiang Jing put down the stone, picked up two low-grade spirit stones and began to practice.

As the aura continuously poured into the body, under the guidance of Xiang Jing, he began to build a new base.

However, the ten low-grade spirit stones were used up, and the new abutment still maintained its contour shape.

Xiang Jing's nose was crooked. He originally thought he could break through the realm quickly. It seemed that he was thinking too much.

He directly took out a hundred low-grade spirit stones and put them in his arms, and his hands were full of them.

Once you enter the cultivation state again, you can feel a lot of spiritual energy around you. Xiang Jing exercises are running at full power, and you are like a vacuum cleaner, absorbing the surrounding heaven and earth aura.

"Ding, warning, the host's absorption of spiritual energy exceeds the limit of its own body, and it is strongly recommended to slow down the absorption rate."

Just when Xiang Jing sucked, the system suddenly made a warning sound.

After hearing this, Xiang Jing stopped his practice and asked, "Yuan, what's the matter, I don't feel anything unusual?"

"The host looks at his own meridians"

Upon hearing this, Xiang Jing looked into his meridians and found that the meridians were full of spiritual energy.

"It's all aura, what's wrong?"

"The human body has a limit to withstand, and the speed of cultivation is even more limited. The host meridian has such a large capacity, and then absorbs the spiritual energy, it will cause the meridian to rupture, so that the spiritual energy rushes in the body, and even life is dangerous. "

"So scary!"

Xiang Jing was startled, and then looked at the aura filled in his meridians, he really felt like he was about to expand.

"It is recommended that the host first absorb the aura in the meridians, and then absorb the surrounding aura."

"Good" Xiang Jing didn't have the kind of interest in refusing to accept it. He stopped continuing to absorb the aura around him and concentrated on absorbing the aura from the meridians in his body.

After an hour, Xiang Jing finally absorbed the aura, and then absorbed the surrounding aura.

This time, Xiang Jing didn’t absorb it unscrupulously, but took it step by step, slowly waiting for one batch of spiritual energy to be absorbed before he absorbed the next batch.

Although this will be slower, it is also safer. Practice is boring and boring. There are no shortcuts. If you are greedy, you will not chew.

With a thousand lower-grade spirit stones, Xiang Jing only absorbed five hundred in one night, but the abutment in his body slowly took shape.

Xiang Jing's speed is actually quite fast. The speed at which people in the early days of foundations can absorb spirit stones can have a hundred in one night is already very impressive.

The next day, Xiang Jing stood up refreshed and began to delve into the spiritual skills in his mind.

He only chose the ones that were basically suitable for him, and the others were treated as inventory.

Unconsciously, the time came to noon, Xiang Jing did not intend to eat, and continued to study.

It wasn't until the sound of cursing came from outside the library that Xiang Jing came back to his senses, frowned and walked to the window, looking down.

At a glance, he saw the old ghost standing at the gate of the library with his hips akimbo and yelling.

"Boy, you come out for me, don't want to eat and wipe it out without admitting it!"

"If you are scared, come out and surrender, what kind of ability to hide?"

Xiang Jing patted his forehead. He thought the words that the old ghost said before leaving yesterday was an angry word, but he didn't expect him to come true.

Xiang Jing scratched his head, bit the bullet and walked down the library.

At the concierge, Qi Lao was taking a nap, holding the Moutai bottle in his arms.

Xiang Jing stepped forward and said, "Old ghost, you can always let go of the kid."

Xiang Jing has gotten 11,000 spirit stones from the empty glove white wolf of the old ghost. Xiang Jing is already lucky. If he continues to compare, although there are Chinese recipes, the old ghost will definitely come up with more advanced dishes. Xiang Jing didn't want to make himself boring.

"That can't be done," the old ghost said with a cold snort. "It was said yesterday, and there will be another match at noon today. It's not enough for you to speak."

Xiang Jing looked helplessly at the old ghost. He didn't agree to it yesterday. You made your own decision. Can you blame me.

Of course Xiang Jing didn't say this, he smashed his mouth and said, "Then I give up, you always win, you don't think it is."

"No," the old ghost said with a wave of his big sleeve. "Why, look down on me, my old ghost is not the kind of person who can't win, if you win me again today, these 100,000 high-grade spirit stones will all belong to you."

The old ghost took out a bag slightly larger than yesterday and looked at Xiang Jing and said.

"One Hundred Thousand High Grade Spirit Stones"

To be honest, Xiang Jing was moved, but if there were more spirit stones, he had to have this qualification. He had only two brushes, and he couldn't beat the old ghost if he compared them.

"It's not a question of Lingshi or Lingshi" Xiang Jing said awkwardly. "I only have two brushes. It was a fluke to win yesterday, so please let me go."

"If you win, you win. If you lose, you lose. There are not so many reasons. You have to compare with me today, and if you don't compare, you have to compare with me."

The quarrel between Xiang Jing and the old ghost attracted the attention of many students who came to the library to read books.

"Hey, isn't that the old ghost in the academy? He is making new dishes in his kitchen every day. Why did you run the library today?"

"Yes, and it seems to be in a bad mood, who is the person opposite him?"

"That person seems to be the new deacon of Cangshuge at the college. Yesterday I saw him enter the attic of Cangshuge."

"Why is the new deacon and the old ghost arguing? The two men should be out of touch."

Many students stopped one after another, looking like gossips and people eating melons.

Being watched by so many students, Xiang Jing feels extremely embarrassed. He still wants to develop in a low-key manner, not to become a celebrity.

Just when Xiang Jing was about to ask Mrs. Qi for help, the old ghost waved his hand and said, "Students, my old ghost invites Deacon Xiang of Cangshuge to compete in cooking skills. It is at the back of Cangshuge. Everyone can be a voucher. Evaluate which of the two of us is better at cooking."

"Fuck"

The corner of Xiang Jing's eyes twitched, and his face collapsed in an instant. This time it was hard to ride a tiger, and it was hard to refuse.

"It is really strange that the old ghost wants to compete with the new deacon in cooking."

"I heard that the old ghost once cooked for the emperor of the Great Xia Kingdom. I don't know if it is true."

"Whether he is real or not, the old ghost's cooking skills are really unexplainable. He invented the dish called Bichun Meatballs we eat every day."

"It's true, you have to go take a look, I haven't seen the old ghost cook in person, but often ask about the various fragrances floating in his kitchen."

"Go, go and see"

"go"

"Go, go together"

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