It turned out that as Fang Lie absorbed the spiritual energy violently, the abundant spiritual energy and fog in the secret realm began to decrease. Although the amplitude was very low, it was enough to shock.

After all, the Purple Palace Secret Realm is extremely open, with tens of thousands of miles in radius. Such a large secret realm is affected, even if it is just a little bit, it is terrifying.

The elder was shocked and did not dare to be negligent at all. He hurriedly activated his magic power and began to destroy a large number of small spirit beads, allowing them to release pure spiritual energy, and then through the outer wall of the purple palace, it was contaminated with Hongmeng purple energy, and then transported to the secret realm.

Only in this way can a qualified spiritual energy containing the true meaning of Hongmeng is the most suitable treasure for cultivation.

If you simply pursue the concentration of spiritual energy, there is no need to come here. In fact, what is really precious here is Hongmeng’s true meaning. This kind of treasure can extremely condense magic power, and can also cleanse the body and enhance your understanding of the great way of heaven and earth.

In a blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of small spirit beads were consumed. Seeing this, the guardian shouted with distress: "This kid's absorption speed is too abnormal. According to this trend, his consumption per year is at least three times that of a normal person, that is, 30 million small spirit beads. If he was allowed to practice hard for a year, the Mo Sect would not go bankrupt? No, I have to notify the head of the sect and let this kid get out."

Thinking of this, the old guy sent Mo Qianxun a letter without saying a word.

Soon, Mo Qianxun arrived here and frowned and said, "Why call me?"

"Master, please take a look." The old man practiced hard: "Fang Lie's cultivation absorption speed is actually three times that of an ordinary thunder tribulation real person. If he was allowed to practice hard for a year, not only would the consumption of the spirit beads be terrifying, but even the secret realm of the Purple Palace may suffer certain damage, and it will not be used again within at least two or three hundred years."

"What?" Mo Qianxun exclaimed and said, "Impossible. When he used it last time, he was not as good as Lan Yun, let alone compared it with the Lei Jie Zhenren."

After saying that, Mo Qianxun hurriedly used his magic power to observe the situation inside the Zifu Secret Realm. After reading it, he cursed in anger: "Bastard, is there anyone who is so prodigal? His talent, the realm of the Qihai, the Concentrating Spirit Incense, the Ninth-level Spirit Induction Gu, and the altar made of the divine marrow, plus the messy auxiliary magic weapons, especially the eighth-level spiritual medicine, they were actually eaten as sugar beans."

"Damn" The old man next to him took a breath when he heard this and couldn't help but say, "No wonder this kid's cultivation speed is so terrifying, but it turns out that he has used so many treasures. Damn it, I have never used things like the Concentrating Incense and the Ninth-level Spirit-Induction Gu. Especially the divine marrow, why did he have it? I can't bear to eat the eighth-level spirit pill myself, but he actually made so many? Do you have to eat it for a long time? Does he have such terrifying financial resources?"

"I'm afraid that's true," Mo Qianxun smiled bitterly and said, "This kid has a very good relationship with Xuanmen. I heard that the eighth-level cultivation pills of Xuanmen have been sold out recently, and it will be available in stock at least ten years later. I was surprised at that time. Did Xuanmen sell out all the inventory? Now it seems that he clearly gave all the good things to Fang Lie."

"Oh, Master, if this is the case, then Fang Lie can't use the Purple Mansion Secret Realm for a long time." The old man hurriedly said: "He has to eat the Mo Sect and destroy the Secret Realm."

"Difficult" Mo Qianxun smiled helplessly and said, "You also know that he went in this time because he contributed the ninth-level magic weapon. How could we go back on his word after we received such great benefits? Could it be that in order to save some spiritual beads or to reduce the time of practicing in the Purple Mansion Secret Realm for two or three hundred years, I would return the ninth-level magic weapon to him?"

"This" the old man was speechless.

Although the price is huge, compared with the ninth-level magic weapon, everything is a floating cloud. The ninth-level magic weapon is a treasure that a sect can suppress luck. It must be kept at any price. How could it be lost for a little spiritual bead and cultivation time? If he dares to make such a suggestion, other elders may kill him to death

In desperation, the old man could only smile bitterly and said, "Okay, I'm short-sighted. But, Master, Xiao Lingzhu is in a hurry. The point you gave me, that is, the dosage he used for several months, you have to give me at least 20 to 30 million."

"Damn it," Mo Qianxun was also worried and said helplessly: "We have lost a lot of business in the battle with Zhu Xian recently. Although the situation is calm now, it is not possible to continue in a short time. I can't turn around for tens of millions of small spirit beads for a while."

"That's your business," the old man smiled slightly and said, "Anyway, I'm just a guardian. Without the little spirit beads, I can only let Fang Lie come out of seclusion."

"Absolutely not possible," Mo Qianxun hurriedly said, "Fang Lie is a bastard, and he has the word "ren" behind his back. If his conditions are not met, he will really dare to snatch the ninth-level magic weapon back, and I can't stop him."

"What do you think of?" the old man asked with a smile.

"There is no choice but to give up the skin and find a few major sects to borrow money first. If it really doesn't work, let's sell some magic weapons." Mo Qianxun said helplessly: "Fortunately we still have some accumulations, otherwise it would be really troublesome."

Then, Mo Qianxun floated up and said, "I will come back to bring you the spirit beads."

After saying that, Mo Qianxun hurriedly left.

Two months later, Mo Qianxun brought 20 million small spirit beads and reluctantly handed them to the old man.

Mo Qianxun and the old man thought that Fang Lie was the only one. As long as he tightened his belt, he could still get through the difficulties.

But unfortunately, both of them were very wrong.

Because Fang Lie's cultivation speed is constantly increasing.

After the first year passed, Fang Lie's qi sea directly increased to 30,000 miles. With the blessing of the Taoist koi, the strength of the body surged again, and it was closer to the innate Taoist body, and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy was also accelerated a little.

Fang Lie's point may only increase by one tenth for him, but for the annual consumption of 30 million small spirit beads in the Purple Mansion Secret Realm, it is an additional three million small spirit beads.

This is not a small number, it really made Mo Qianxun and the old man feel distressed for a long time.

But what happened next almost drove them crazy. Because Fang Lie's spiritual energy absorption speed became faster and faster as his body evolved into the innate Taoist body. The difference was only one tenth of the increase every year.

By this calculation, Fang Lie consumed 30 million small spirit beads in the first year; the second year was 33 million; the third year was more than 37 million; the fourth year was more than 40 million; the fifth year was about 45 million, and the sixth year was more than 50 million.

You should know that in the past, the total annual income of Momen was only 50 to 60 million Xiaolingzhu. Now, with the huge benefits brought by Fang Lie, it is only 70 to 80 million Xiaolingzhu every year.

Of course, these are cash income, and other treasures and materials income are not counted.

Although the income seems to be quite large, the Momen family is big and the expenses are really quite large. Anyway, the working capital that can be accumulated will definitely not exceed 30 million, and the rest must be invested in so as not to affect the overall operation.

If Fang Lie's consumption is only 30 million a year, the Momen will be considered to be in vain this year and it is acceptable.

However, the consumption of 60 to 70 million yuan per year, or even over 1 trillion yuan later, will have a huge negative impact on the Momen.

It was not until now that Mo Qianxun realized that this ninth-level magic weapon was indeed not that easy to get. But since he agreed, he couldn't go back on his word and could only think of ways everywhere.

He was a dignified half-immortal, and he was forced to find someone to borrow money everywhere, but he also forced his subordinates to pay enough small spirit beads and even sacrifice some high-level materials.

Even so, the Little Spirit Pearl is not enough to make ends meet, especially after Fang Lie's seclusion year, the number of Little Spirit Pearls he consumed has exceeded 2 trillion yuan each year, and one-tenth of the increase is still increasing every year.

Mo Qianxun was forced to do nothing, and he definitely could not sell high-level magic weapons above the eighth level, but the seventh level treasures could not be sold at the price, so he eventually forced him to force himself to use the secret inventory.

That is the battle fund prepared by Momen for a state of emergency, and it cannot be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

Mo Qianxun exercised the privileges of the head sect and persuaded several orders to take out the inventories.

The war funds of Momen are naturally extremely abundant, with tens of thousands of years of savings, ranging from tens of millions of dollars a year, and at least one million in savings. Even if some are spent in the past dynasties, the remaining ones are as much as tens of trillions, which is enough for Momen to support the consumption of a thousand-year war.

This is the confidence of the Mo Sect known as the richest sect in the world.

With this batch of financial support, Mo Qianxun finally solved the urgent problem, not only repaying his old friend's loans, but also providing sufficient amounts to support Fang Lie's further practice.

Finally, I finally survived twenty-five years.

When Mo Qianxun arrived, he didn't care about it at all and directly grabbed Fang Lie from the Zi Mansion Secret Realm. Without saying a word, he threw it into a bunch of pre-prepared treasures, and then completely closed the Zi Mansion Secret Realm.

Looking at the already dim purple color in the Purple Mansion Secret Realm, Mo Qianxun and the Lei Jie True Man who was guarding were both feeling distressed. Fang Lie was so cruel that he had suffered severe damage this year that the Purple Mansion Secret Realm was difficult to recover for at least a thousand years.

In other words, in the future, people of these thunder tribulations will never have the chance to use the Purple Mansion Secret Realm again, because most of them have less than one thousand years of life left.

After doing all this, Mo Qianxun was so angry that he cursed: "Good you bastard, you have made me suffer."

"What's wrong with me?" Fang Lie said with confusion.

"How terrifying is your kid's speed of absorbing spiritual energy? You can withstand ten thunder tribulation real people by yourself?" Mo Qianxun cursed: "Especially in the last year, you consumed three trillion small spirit beads. Your uncle's is three trillion. The entire Mo Sect has to earn several years to make."

"Is it so powerful?" Fang Lie exclaimed: "I don't feel it?"
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