I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 15: Spirit of the Mountain

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"Everything has a spirit, the spirit can breed the soul, and the soul can turn into a god."

"If we want to find the spirit of the mountain, we must first go to the place where the spiritual energy gathers."

Wearing a white Taoist robe, Xu Xiaolan walked in the front with light steps, explaining to An Lin while walking.

The gold and jade bells tied around her waist made crisp sounds as she walked, like the joyous singing of birds.

"Then how can we know which place is where the spiritual energy gathers?" An Lin asked.

"Your state is too low now, and you don't have an intuitive feeling for the richness of aura."

"So this matter still depends on me, you can't learn it."

Xu Xiaolan turned her head to look at An Lin, with a smug look on her face.

"I'm already at the seventh stage of the Dao Body, and you are only at the ninth stage of the Dao Body. What's so embarrassing!"

Seeing Xu Xiaolan's expression, An Lin was a little unconvinced, and said immediately.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I already reached the tenth stage of the Dao body a month ago." Xu Xiaolan smiled and looked at the somewhat dumb An Lin, "Is it possible that you are only allowed to improve your realm, and others are not allowed to make breakthroughs?"

An Lin froze in place. Suddenly, he felt like crying.

Why does Xu Xiaolan always hurt people invisible...

It took An Lin three months to cultivate from the third stage of the Dao Body to the fourth stage. The improvement of other realms was actually achieved by system plug-ins.

And Xu Xiaolan only spent two months from the ninth stage to the tenth stage

You must know that the improvement of the realm, the more difficult it is in the later stage!

If An Lin practiced honestly, how long would it take to go from the ninth to the tenth stage of the Dao body

two years? twenty years

Thinking of this, An Lin felt the deep malice from a genius...

He followed Xu Xiaolan sullenly, with many thoughts in his heart.

Unknowingly, under the leadership of Xu Xiaolan, he came to a mountain stream.

Clear spring water flows in the mountain stream, surrounded by bright red flowers blooming, and a strange fragrance fills the air.

An Lin took a few breaths of this floral fragrance, only to feel his whole body was soft and weak.

"Is this flower poisonous!?"

He reacted, pointing at those eerie red flowers and exclaimed in shock.

Xu Xiaolan gave An Lin a blank look: "I don't even know about Fire Lotus, but your class teacher taught your pill class?"

Hearing Xu Xiaolan's words, An Lin finally remembered.

Fire lotus, bright red in color, shaped like a lotus, has intoxicating aura, can be inhaled for a long time to regulate life and vitality, has the effect of gathering spirits, and is an eighth-grade elixir.

Ordinary rare medicinal materials can usually be divided into three levels: elixir, heavenly medicine, and divine medicine.

Medicines of different grades can be refined into pills of different grades, such as elixir can be refined into elixir, and heavenly medicine can be refined into heavenly pills.

The first-grade elixir is the most precious, while the ninth-grade elixir is the least.

As an eighth-grade elixir, fire lotus is a bit lower in quality, but it is still a elixir, and it is considered a rare medicinal material after all, isn't it!

Thinking of this, An Lin squatted down and started his collecting career...

Xu Xiaolan saw An Lin hold the fire lotus in his arms like a treasure, and looked like he had picked up a treasure, completely forgetting what the purpose of coming here was, so he couldn't help muttering: "I'm really useless."

She stopped looking at An Lin, but touched the jagged stone wall with her hands, feeling the breath of the inner veins flowing.

"It should be fine here..." Xu Xiaolan murmured.

Immediately afterwards, she took a deep breath and shouted in a crisp and clear voice:

"Grandpa Land, come out!!!"

Because the voice was too loud, An Lin who was squatting on the ground was startled.

Before An Lin came back to his senses, the ground suddenly shook violently.

"Earth... an earthquake?" An Lin was shocked, and then he saw an even more surprising scene.

A huge body made of rocks slowly emerged from the ground.

It was more than one foot tall, its pale yellow eyes shone with thick light, and when its body moved, it made a loud sound of rocks colliding, appearing extremely strong.

An Lin saw this monster made of rocks. For some reason, he thought of a character he often encountered when playing games in the past—Malphite, the giant lava beast...

And this giant lava beast was actually called Grandpa Land by Xu Xiaolan

"Little girl, did you call me?"

A deep voice came from the mouth of the giant lava beast. The sound was not loud, but it gave people a faint sense of oppression.

Xu Xiaolan nodded and said, "I came here to hope that, Grandpa Land, you can give us some mountain spirits."

Halfway through the talk, Xu Xiaolan turned her head to look at An Lin, raised her eyebrows slightly, and continued, "Just ten grams is fine."

"Spirit of the Mountain, I do have some extra. I never thought that there would be people asking for this kind of thing. Here, I'll give it to you!"

The lava giant stretched out its hand, and in the center of the rocky palm, a small khaki-yellow ball slowly appeared.

Xu Xiaolan took the small ball respectfully, and bowed to the giant lava beast.

Seeing this, An Lin hurriedly imitated Xu Xiaolan's movements and saluted him to express his gratitude.

The lava giant nodded slightly, then slowly merged into the ground and disappeared again.

"Here, the spirit of the mountain is here, eat it quickly."

Xu Xiaolan handed the earth-yellow ball to An Lin's hands, with anticipation in her eyes.

"It's so easy to get it, isn't it too simple?"

An Lin originally thought that finding the spirit of the mountain would be as troublesome as finding any treasures of heaven and earth, but he didn't expect that it would be enough to call out the 'God of the Land' and ask it to "give" a little. This was completely different from what he thought. identical!

Don't you want to brush a copy? Isn't it a treasure hunt

Isn't this thing a treasure, how can I give it away

Xu Xiaolan chuckled and said, "Why, I've only seen people who are afraid of trouble, but I didn't expect you to be a master who is afraid of things being too simple?"

An Lin gave a dry laugh, not knowing what to say, he stopped being pretentious, and quickly put the khaki-colored spirit of the mountain into his mouth.

The taste of the essence of the mountain greatly exceeded An Lin's expectations. It melts in the mouth, and the taste is similar to that of mints, quite refreshing and sweet.

"Mm, delicious." An Lin nodded in admiration.

Xu Xiaolan suppressed her smile, and asked with some expectation: "How do you feel now?"

"I don't feel anything, what should I feel?" An Lin looked at Xu Xiaolan in surprise, and asked.

This time, Xu Xiaolan became a little depressed, as if she was disappointed that what she expected didn't happen.

At this moment, with a "ding", An Lin's God of War system displayed a prompt:

"Ten grams of the spirit of the mountain have been absorbed, congratulations, you have mastered the elementary battle god and fairy method-Shaking Mountain Fist!"

Immediately afterwards, all the relevant information, such as the concept of Shaking Mountain Fist, the way of running the mind, and the effect of using it, poured into An Lin's mind like an enlightenment.

After a while, An Lin took a deep breath, his eyes were bright, he had obviously comprehended the magic of this rudimentary god of war.

He knew that if the Mountain Shaking Fist was practiced to a great success, one punch could collapse the mountain!

An Lin started to use the Shaking Mountain Fist mental technique, a burst of golden light condensed in An Lin's fist, which contained turbulent vitality.

Xu Xiaolan noticed the golden light converging on An Lin's fist, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

An Lin punched out a fist against the mountain wall in the distance, and a dazzling golden light burst out from the fist.

A phantom of a ten-foot-sized golden fist surged out from his fist, and slammed into the mountain wall with mighty might.

boom!

The mountain in front of An Lin trembled slightly, and the entire mountain wall was blown apart by a punch.

Afterwards, he was surprised to see that on the towering mountain wall, there was a deeply sunken fist mark the size of ten feet...

(end of this chapter)