The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

Although Meng Wan’s residence is simple, there is a lot of spiritual energy here.

It was because the academy was generous and buried a spiritual vein deep underground where the disciples lived.

In addition, a spirit gathering formation is set up in the room, which can spontaneously gather and collect nearby spiritual energy to form a small spiritual energy vortex.

Meng Wan returned to her room, closed the door, sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, closed her eyes, and began to practice.

Vast spiritual energy continuously flowed into her body, flowing along her meridians and nourishing her body.

Meng Wan practiced her skills to transform spiritual energy into blood energy.

As she moved, the blood-colored golden elixir in her dantian also trembled slightly, making a low buzzing sound, as if it was cheering.

Three hours later, Meng Wan slowly opened her eyes, and the spiritual energy accumulated in the spirit gathering formation was used up.

If you continue to meditate and practice, your efficiency will be much lower than before.

Meng Wan thought for a moment, then stood up and walked outside.

She remembered that Senior Brother Qian Chenshu had said a few days ago that there was a special training room in the academy.

The concentration of spiritual energy in the training room is far higher than other places, making it an excellent place to quickly improve your cultivation.

However, it requires some spirit stones to use.

Meng Wan went straight to the area where the training room was located.

"Junior sister, do you want to rent a training room?"

A Nascent Soul cultivator wearing a green Taoist robe came forward and asked respectfully.

"That's right." Meng Wan nodded.

"I wonder what level of training room Junior Sister needs?"

The disciple handed over a jade slip, "This is the introduction and price of various training rooms."

Meng Wan took the jade slip and probed into it with his spiritual sense.

The jade slip clearly lists the levels, spiritual energy concentrations, and rental prices of the various training rooms.

The most common training room requires one hundred top-grade spirit stones a day;

The most advanced training room requires tens of thousands of top-grade spirit stones a day.

Meng Wan quickly calculated it in her mind.

Before leaving, the Sixth Miss gave her three thousand top-grade spirit stones.

Adding the five hundred given by Butler Wu, the reward from the Sixth Miss, and one year's salary at the Wu family, she had a total of four thousand three hundred top-grade spirit stones.

This amount of spirit stones is not enough to rent the most ordinary training room for one and a half months.

"I'll rent the Dingdeng training room for three days."

Meng Wan returned the jade slip to the other party.

Upon hearing that Meng Wan had rented the cheapest Grade D training room for only three days, the other party's attitude became noticeably cold.

He accepted the three hundred top-grade spirit stones, handed Meng Wan a jade token engraved with "Ding Sanjiu", and said indifferently.

"This is the key to the training room. Just return it in three days."

Meng Wan took the jade token and walked into the training room.

The Ding-level training room is located on the fourth floor. Following the white jade-paved corridor, Meng Wan found the 39th training room.

When she opened the door, a strong aura of spiritual energy hit her in the face, several times stronger than that in her residence.

In this special training room, in addition to being able to directly use spiritual energy for training, one can also use formations to transform spiritual energy into direct blood energy, ghost energy, evil energy, etc., making it easier to train.

After Meng Wan replaced the spiritual energy with blood energy, she sat cross-legged and practiced the exercises skillfully, greedily absorbing the blood energy transformed from the spiritual energy.

Under the stimulation of blood and qi, the frequency of the golden elixir's vibration increased significantly.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Rich blood and energy rushed through his meridians, nourishing his golden elixir. Meng Wan could clearly feel his own progress.

The effect of the Ding-level training room is better than expected, but it is a bit expensive.

The day when the teacher of Tiandao Academy would give a lecture was approaching, so Meng Wan did not renew her lease. After returning the key, she left the practice room area and went to the cafeteria.

Meng Wan collected all the shares she had accumulated over the past six days, then took six servings of cooked spirit beast meat, found a corner, and ate them slowly.

The monk had a big appetite, and after eating six servings of spirit beast meat, he was only slightly full.

After eating the spirit beast meat, Meng Wan went straight to the magic practice field.

This is the place where disciples of Tiandao Academy communicate, exchange ideas and practice their skills.

All kinds of magic techniques are displayed here, bizarre and dazzling.

As Meng Wan walked in, she saw a burly monk holding a huge axe and chopping it down fiercely.

A sharp axe light broke through the air, splitting the huge rock in front of it into two halves, and gravel flew everywhere.

On the other side, a female cultivator in green flicked her slender fingers.

Several water arrows shot out, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and accurately hit the target in the distance, making a crisp sound but without damaging the target at all.

Meng Wan observed for a while before walking towards the small space specially used for practicing illusion.

I heard that Tiandao Academy would place a colorful illusion bug that was proficient in illusion in this kind of separate small space to practice with the disciples.

The moment she stepped into the small room, Meng Wan smelled the rich scent of grass, accompanied by a faint fragrance of flowers.

She looked up and saw a green valley in front of her. There was a breeze in the valley and the occasional clear and melodious sound of birds chirping could be heard.

This power of illusion... is indeed very hidden.

If Meng Wan had not known in advance that there was a colorful insect in the early stage of the Golden Core here, she might not have been able to notice something was wrong at the first moment.

Meng Wan took a deep breath, raised her hand and summoned a gust of wind, which blew towards the "valley" in front of her.

The strong wind swept past, blowing away the green trees and revealing the true appearance of this space.

The bare, red-yellow earth, the low, depressing sky, and a colorful insect hanging in the air, flashing brilliant light.

Meng Wan chuckled, and an icicle condensed from the palm of her hand and smashed towards the colorful insect not far away.

Seeing the icicle coming, the colorful insect did not dodge and let the icicle fall on itself.

The icicle hit the colorful insect, but penetrated its body and turned into nothingness.

"interesting."

Meng Wan curled her lips into a smile and started practicing with the colorful insect.

Two days later, Meng Wan felt that her understanding of the Way of Illusion had become increasingly profound.

As the time for Master Jia's sermon was approaching, she left the magic practice field and walked quickly towards the lecture hall.

On the way, many students were in a hurry, rushing to the preaching hall.

"Hurry up, we're going to be late."

"Alas, refining the elixir took up too much time. I definitely won't be able to grab the front row seat."

The lecture hall also has nine floors and is divided into two halls, the east and west. The east hall is where Nascent Soul cultivators listen to lectures, and Golden Core stage students are forbidden to enter.

Meng Wan hurried to the first floor of the West Hall, where the Jindan-level cultivators listened to sermons. The hall was already packed with people.

The noise was buzzing like the fluttering of bees.

Meng Wan squeezed into the crowd with difficulty and finally found a seat in the last beat.

Not long after she sat down, an invisible pressure spread from above, causing everyone present to feel a palpitation.

The preaching hall gradually became quiet. In the huge hall, there were hundreds of Jindan monks, and no one dared to make a sound.

"Today's sermon will be hosted by this old man."

A deep voice echoed in the preaching hall, like the sound of a huge bell, shaking people's hearts.

Meng Wan looked up and saw an old man with white hair and beard sitting cross-legged on the podium.