Renegade Immortal

Chapter 17: Cultivation

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After waiting in the garden for a while, Elder Sun came back with a black face, and his heart was angry. When talking about this to the head of the house, he was not without the irony of the next senior brother. He secretly said: "Wait to get all the gourds. After you get it, take the refined pill, and your cultivation base will rise by that time, and see if you can laugh out."

As soon as he entered the garden and saw Wang Lin, he suddenly lost his anger and shouted, "Wang Lin, from today onwards, you are my disciple of Sun Dazhu. From now on you will earnestly cultivate immortals. Don't lose your reputation as a teacher!" After speaking, he threw out a flat bag, and said: "This is the identity of the inner disciple, and it is also a storage bag. It can store a lot of things. Clothes and cultivation techniques are all in it. You can see for yourself. ."

Wang Lin picked it up quickly, feeling extremely excited, the eyes of his parents' expectations came to his mind, and he could finally cultivate immortals. This time, he really called out Master at Sun Dazhu.

Sun Dazhu's grace said, his eyes turned, and he said, "You will live in the back room from now on. You can't go out without my permission."

After he finished speaking, he picked up a stone on the ground and threw it at the garden gate behind him, only to see a purple light shining, and the stone shattered immediately, turning into fine foam and dissipating in the air.

After doing all this, Sun Dazhu glanced at Wang Lin with a sneer, and ignored walking into the house.

The pupils in Wang Lin's eyes shrank, and his heart was shocked. Holding the storage bag, he turned to enter his room and took a look. There was nothing but a small bed inside. Wang Lin didn't dislike it, sitting on the bed and observing his hands. Storage bags.

There was nothing extraordinary about the gray small bag. Wang Lin picked it up and dumped it on the ground. Suddenly a few things fell out, a red inner sect disciple's clothes, and a thread-bound brochure.

Wang Lin looked happy, picked up the pamphlet with excitement, and opened it. The first page read:

"Three articles about condensation."

Seeing it late at night, he lights the oil lamp and closes the booklet. He has a little understanding of cultivating immortals in his heart. The three chapters of Qi Condensation talk about three levels and belong to the most basic exercises. It describes that there are fifteen levels in the condensing period, and only after you have cultivated to the third level can you obtain the back mental method.

The so-called condensing qi is about breathing out the aura of heaven and earth, accumulating aura into the body, changing the mortal system, and laying the foundation for the future.

At the same time, this is also the place where the cultivator's talent is the most tested. If the spiritual roots in the body are sufficient, the speed of absorbing the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth will be very fast, and the cultivation process will naturally improve a lot. But if the talent is ordinary, then it is very likely that you will not be able to reach more than the third level in your life, and even the first level will not be reached.

In these three condensing qi chapters, Wang Lin Ru received the most precious treasure, and immediately kept the first three levels of mind in mind, cross-legged and closed his eyes, and breathed in one long and short three times according to the requirements of the mind. The so-called one long means long inhalation time, as for short three times, the exhalation time is only one third of the inhalation time. With this counter-intuitive breathing method, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body at the fastest speed.

It was stated in the booklet that the cultivator often feels like an ant crawling in his body when he breathes for the first time. This is a sign of spiritual energy entering the body. Don’t be nervous, relax and imagine yourself becoming nothingness. , Integrated into the world.

After a long time, Wang Lin found helplessly that not only did he feel nothing in his body, but he was a little out of breath by this strange breathing method.

Wang Lin sighed lightly. He knew that the inner disciples were all with sufficient spiritual roots. This pamphlet was for these people. His talents are broad, so naturally he can't compare with them in cultivation.

But he was not discouraged, and after taking a few breaths, he continued to breathe out.

The whole night passed slowly, until the next morning, Wang Lin still didn't have the feeling of spiritual energy entering his body. He hadn't slept all night, his head was dizzy, and he got up from the bed and opened the door to walk out.

There was a light breeze outside, and the fragrance of the medicine smelt his nose. He took a few deep breaths, and his fatigue disappeared slightly. In his heart, he missed the spring water gourd. If he drank a few sips of spring water at this time, he would not be so tired.

However, it is not the time to act rashly. He is very confident in the place where he hides the mysterious beads and dew gourd. It is a remote place that he has searched almost half of the mountain. Even if others happen to pass by there, they will never Found out where he hid the baby.

Walking in the medicine garden, Wang Lin found a blank space, sat down cross-legged, and continued to vomit. After a while, a very weak sense of ant crawling appeared faintly. Wang Lin was startled and immediately surprised. As he was about to continue, the master's voice suddenly heard in his ear: "Wang Lin, what are you doing, come out quickly, I tell you, it is not allowed to spit in the medicine garden in the future."

Wang Lin opened his eyes and saw Sun Dazhu staring at him gloomily, so he was silent, got up and left the medicine garden.

Sun Dazhu snorted coldly and said, "When you come to find a place, I belong to this medicine garden with the strongest spiritual energy. If you suck all the spiritual energy away, if these precious herbs die, your little life will not be enough. Lost it."

Wang Lin glanced at Sun Dazhu and said respectfully: "The disciple doesn't know, and I will never vomit here again in the future."

Sun Dazhu's expression was slightly slow, his gaze turned, and he suddenly said: "But if you can get me another gourd, although I can't let you practice in the medicine garden, I can give you a low-grade spirit stone. With this thing, It will be easier for you to condense."

Wang Lin lowered his head, the sarcasm flashed across his eyes, and said, "The disciple can go to the mountain spring again. If you are lucky, you might even be able to find one."

Sun Dazhu groaned a little, his eyes flickered, and nodded and said, "It's okay to go and have a look, you must remember, as long as you get me another gourd, I will give you a low-grade spirit stone!"

Wang Lin raised his head, looked at Sun Dazhu, and asked, "Master, can this be true? If I take the gourd back, you will give me a spiritual stone?"

Sun Dazhu looked happy, and said quickly: "Yes, as long as I see the gourd, I will definitely give you a low-grade spirit stone."

Wang Lin sneered in his heart, but on the surface he was respectful, nodding his promise.

Sun Dazhu pinched the seal with his right hand, murmured in his mouth, and shook his arm, and the garden door opened with a creak. He touched the beard on his chin and said with a smile: "Go ahead, go back quickly."