"Do you want me to go too far?" Wang Lin was ready to go all out in order to leave the chores office, he wanted to see where the limits of these uncles were!
In private, in the minds of the named disciples, Wang Lin added a title of "Black Heart King" in addition to the two frequently used words of trash and shameless!
Compared with the original nickname "Weasel" of the young man surnamed Liu, he is much higher in realm.
After cultivating for a year in the dream state, Wang Lin's aura almost reached several times the previous level. The first layer of the condensing period has reached its limit. No matter how much he breathes it out, the aura does not increase anymore. So one day and night, he starts again. Try to open the second layer of formulas.
After several consecutive failures, his efforts paid off, and he finally succeeded in breaking through the first layer of the condensing period and entering the second layer.
A large amount of black grease appeared in the sweat pores on his body. After washing, Wang Lin looked at himself in the water, his eyes were as bright as lightning, and the whole person seemed to be different from before.
He touched his chin, and said in his heart: "There is only the formula for the third stage of the condensing period. If you go to Sun Dazhu to ask for the latter, let him know that I have reached the second stage of the condensing period, and you will definitely ask the reason. If I can’t explain it, I’m likely to cause trouble for myself.”
After thinking about it for a long time, but didn't think of a good idea, Wang Lin couldn't help but frowned.
With a sigh, he practiced gravity for a while. In this more than a year in the dream, he has been able to do it eight or nine times out of ten. In view of this, Wang Lin intends to increase his training. The general office found a big rock and used gravity to control it.
Time was hurried, and another month later, Wang Lin's tossing in the chores office caused the registered disciples to complain, but now it has entered the winter, and the martial arts are beginning to compete with the inner disciples at the end of the year.
In addition, this year is also the Hengyue faction's registered disciples once every ten years entering the competition. The top three can be qualified to become inner disciples.
So the matter about the general affairs office was delayed, and no one cared about it.
Wang Lin was quite disappointed by this. For the inner disciple's competition, Wang Lin didn't plan to participate. There was a time when it would be better to enter the dreamland to practice.
On this day, the entire Hengyue School closed the mountain with heavy snow, and feather-like snowflakes fell from the sky. From a distance, it was wrapped in silver and snow.
Wang Lin did not practice, but stood quietly in the courtyard, his gravitational heart moved at will, as if there was an invisible big hand turbulent around him, and snowflakes scattered from all around his body, without a piece of it floating on him.
Looking at the direction of Zhongshan Village at home, at this time in previous years, parents and mothers would raise a warm stove at home.
He is sitting by the stove and reading, Dad is holding tools to make wood carvings, and Niang is busy storing pickles.
Sometimes when he gets tired of studying, he sits next to his dad, watching his dad make wood carvings. When he gets excited, he will come forward to help. The father and son enjoy themselves well.
In addition to these, Wang Lin still remembered that there were some wooden tops hidden under the bed in his hut, and he would sometimes take it out during the day to play with neighbors and friends on the ice.
Thinking of this, Wang Lin couldn't help but take a deep breath. The cultivator needs to cut off the mortal dust. These things are obsessions that affect cultivation. Wang Lin closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a burst of clarity in his eyes. The mortal dust was heavy. Ruthless, cut continuously, so he hid these deeply in his heart.
With a positive feeling, suddenly his expression moved slightly. At this moment, he was already in the second stage of the Qi condensation stage, and he had developed a kind of fairy instinct called Divine Consciousness, all of which are described in detail in the three articles of Qi condensation.
I swept away my spiritual sense and noticed that Wang Hao was coming here. After a while, the gate of the yard was pushed open. Wang Hao, wearing a leather cap and jacket, looked at Wang Lin in surprise, and said, "Brother Tie Zhu , You are not cold, you wear so little and you are standing outside."
"Let me do the calculations, your kid is coming to me, so endure the cold and come out to pick you up." Wang Lin chuckled, he did not feel cold, and he could feel clearly after reaching the second level of the condensation period. So, the body is much stronger than before.
Wang Hao laughed, walked in, took off his hat, looked at Wang Lin carefully, and suddenly said, "Brother Tie Zhu, how do I think you seem to be different from a few months ago?"
Wang Lin joked, "That's natural. I have reached the second level of the condensing period and belong to the fairy!"
Wang Hao curled his mouth, walked to the room, and said: "Don't blow, we are both of the same qualifications, I have the help of the soul-removing pill, and I haven't reached the first level of condensing gas yet, you? Pull it down!"
Wang Lin didn't argue either. He knew that sometimes when telling the truth, others would not believe it. After all, he didn't have too much contact with Wang Hao, so he was naturally defensive in words.
At first sight, Wang Lin thought he couldn't do it.
"Wang Hao, why do you have time to come to me today? The Danfang is not busy anymore?" Wang Lin asked when he returned to the room and filled him with a cup of hot water.
Wang Hao took it, took a sip after blowing a few heats, and smiled: "You haven't gone to the pill room to pick up anything in the past few months. I have all your share, and I will bring it to you today." , He took out a small package from his arms and put it on the table.
There was a smile on Wang Lin's face. He didn't even look at the package. He waited for the other party to follow. He didn't believe that Wang Hao would come here for nothing.
Wang Hao blushed when he was seen, and suddenly said, "Brother Tie Zhu, I heard that you have been very moisturized in the chores in the past few months?"
"Wang Hao, if you have anything to say, I will definitely help!" Wang Lin poured a glass of water for himself, took a sip, and was noncommittal.
An embarrassment flashed across Wang Hao's face, he moved closer, and said in a mysterious and low voice: "Brother Tie Zhu, I have known you are a wise man, let's be honest, I know the immortal of your named disciple visiting relatives. Fudu, can you lend me some?"