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Wang Lin also enjoyed his leisure time. Although he was expelled from the main courtyard and secretly heard the ridicule of many registered disciples, he did not take it to heart. In the past month, he had a general understanding of cultivating immortals. Five levels, Qi Condensation, Foundation Building, Pill Formation, Nascent Soul, and Spirit Transformation.
In the entire Hengyue Sect, there are currently only two masters of elixir formation. They live aloof in the back mountain where the spiritual energy is the strongest. They spend all their time in seclusion and cultivation, and never participate in important matters outside the sect. There are no more than ten people in the sect even in the foundation building period. They are the backbone and enjoy privileges. They can use fairy stones and magic weapons at their disposal.
Except for these people, most of them are still in the Qi Condensation Stage, such as Sun Dazhu, who is only on the fifth level of the Qi Condensation Stage.
Cultivation is very difficult and requires a lot of time. If you are less talented, you will not be able to practice in a hurry for decades. The Qi Condensation stage is so difficult, let alone the Foundation Establishment stage and above. In addition to having sufficient spiritual energy, you must also Having great opportunity and understanding are both indispensable.
Wang Lin knew the importance of spiritual energy and was eager to get the mysterious beads back.
Although he still cannot enter the body with spiritual energy, he believes that as long as he drinks spring water soaked in beads regularly, the process will definitely be accelerated. After all, the so-called condensation is just the accumulation of spiritual energy.
Judging from how much Sun Dazhu cared about it, the spring water where the beads were soaked should have a very strong aura. Thinking of this, he was very excited. The spring water was just that. Where he hid the beads, he hid three gourds of dew. This thing must have a more aura. Heavy.
If you drink it, it will definitely not be worse than taking the medicine this month, and maybe the effect will be better. Therefore, Wang Lin was full of joy in his heart that he could leave the main courtyard without being monitored by Sun Dazhu.
As an inner disciple, although he did not live in the main courtyard, he could find a residence in the five auxiliary courtyards at will. Wang Lin decided to live in the Huo courtyard near the east gate. He found a remote house and lived there. here.
Inner sect disciples enjoy certain benefits based on the color of their clothes. Wang Lin has learned a lot about these things through Sun Dazhu this month. For example, on the 10th of every month, you can go to the alchemy room in the main courtyard to receive a low-grade piece. Fragments of spiritual stones and a spiritual pill that increases spiritual energy.
By accumulating ten fragments, you can go to your respective master to exchange for a complete low-grade spiritual stone.
After Wang Lin tidied up his new home, he did not immediately go to retrieve the mysterious beads. He was worried that Sun Dazhu would spy on him secretly, so he went to the mountain spring during the day and meditated in his room at night as usual.
In fact, Sun Dazhu did not want to be willing to monitor him for more than ten days, and finally gave up completely.
A month later, Wang Lin quietly left one night, walked around the mountains to the place where the gourd was hidden, took out the beads and the gourd, and put them in a storage bag. No one else could tell.
After staying cautiously for a few days and finding nothing unusual, Wang Lin felt relieved and did not go to the spring during the day. Instead, he studied beads at home all day long.
Wang Lin touched the bead, and he could see at a glance that the clouds on the bead had changed from seven to nine. It must be because the humidity in the mountains was relatively heavy, and the bead absorbed a lot of water.
As for the three gourds, Wang Lin opened them one by one and found that the dew inside had turned sticky, especially the gourd containing the morning dew, which was almost like jelly.
Wang Lin looked at the beads, then at the three gourds, and a thought suddenly came to his mind. The mysterious beads needed water to increase the clouds. So if the dew from these three gourds was used on the beads, would it be able to catalyze it? Cloudy tenth immediately?
His heart was pounding. This bead was not big to begin with, but now it was densely packed with nine clouds that almost covered the entire surface, leaving only a place the size of a fingernail. Wang Lin analyzed that this was probably where the tenth cloud appeared. .
He thought for a while, wondering what would happen when the clouds above turned into ten. After all, from the appearance, there is no place for the eleventh cloud, and this tenth cloud is likely to be the last one.
But today was the day to go to the main courtyard to collect the spirit stones. Seeing that it was getting dark outside, Wang Lin carefully put the beads and gourd in the storage bag, put them in his arms, and walked out of the room.
He was now very familiar with the roads within the sect, and he arrived at the main courtyard in a short while. While it was still dark, he quickly walked a few steps straight to the alchemy room.
Before we got close, a familiar voice came from a distance.
"Senior Sister Zhou, Master asked me to practice in seclusion for three months to reach the first level of Qi Condensation, but I kept thinking about you and couldn't calm down. I just wanted to practice quickly so that I could see you, and finally last night I put the first After practicing it for a long time, I went to the mountains overnight to pick this flower for you. Look at how beautiful the petals are. There was a big snake guarding me at the time. I worked so hard to kill the snake. Look at my arms.??This all hurts. "
Wang Lin paused, frowned slightly, sneered inwardly, and walked calmly.
At this time, a clear female voice like a lark came: "Brother Wang, my family has been a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner for generations. This flower is obviously a very common asparagus. I saw a lot of it when I went up the mountain, but this is the first time I have heard of snakes. I like to protect it. If this is the case, our Hengyue Sect will probably not have snakes everywhere in the mountains. Senior Sister Zhou, don¡¯t believe him."
At this time, Wang Lin walked into the Danfang Garden and glanced around. There were four people here, two men and two women, all wearing red clothes.
One of the two men had a handsome face and a dignified appearance. At this time, he looked embarrassed. He was about to retort when he suddenly stared straight at the door with an incredible look on his face and lost his voice:
"Wang Lin! Youwhy are you here? You should be doing carpentry work with your father at home."
"Wang Lin? Ah, you are Wang Lin. The one who became a registered disciple by committing suicide, and became Master Sun's disciple by flattery, that's you!" A girl next to her covered her mouth and exclaimed. She wears a big braid, which is shiny black, and has a pair of big black eyes embedded under her thick eyebrows. She looks quite beautiful.
At this time, the other two people next to them also had surprised expressions on their faces and kept looking at Wang Lin. The woman among them had a pair of childish and beautiful eyes decorated with long eyelashes, like two crystals. The grapes were flickering at this time, showing a rather interested expression.
Wang Lin had no expression on his face and glanced at a few people. As soon as the girl spoke, he recognized that it was the girl who had just mocked Wang Zhuo. However, she looked familiar. Wang Lin thought about it carefully and recognized that she was the one who passed the talent test a few months ago. Now that he recognized her, it goes without saying that the other girl must be Senior Sister Zhou who was presented with flowers by Wang Zhuo. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com