As soon as this gap appeared, a huge spiritual force suddenly poured in from the fairy jade from the outside world and wandered through Wang Lin's body. At the same time, the primordial fragments in his body trembled and slowed down. Slowly gather, although there is no recovery, but it does not dissipate anymore.
Wang Lin immediately closed his eyes and meditated quietly.
Three days later, the sky was dim, and snowflakes fluttered and fell, covering the entire mountain. From a distance, it was covered in silver, like a snow-capped mountain.
These snowflakes fell on Wang Lin and immediately melted three feet away, gradually forming a circular water mark around Wang Lin.
On his face, the traces of the tea scene were no longer as heavy as before, but disappeared slightly.
Wang Lin opened his eyes, piercing.
"One-tenth of the tea marks have been dissipated, and the seal has been loosened. The repair base has been restored to the initial stage of foundation construction. In this way, many magic weapons in the storage bag can be used barely, plus the mosquitoes, as long as they are not There will be no danger when encountering a monk who has an artistic conception.
It's just that the piece of fairy jade swallowed before is already the maximum amount that the body can bear. If you continue to swallow it, I am afraid that the seal has not been opened, and I will be turned into a gray mark by the fairy power.
The only thing now is to strive for the formation of the pill as soon as possible. At that time, it should be possible to swallow another piece of immortal jade to see if it can eliminate the seal and the tea realm in one go.
However, the best spirit stones are limited after all. If this continues, it is not a long-term solution. You need to find a place with sufficient spiritual power to practice with peace of mind. In any case, within nine years, you must restore your cultivation! "
Lin pondered a little. His eyes flashed and his body immediately flew out and landed on the mosquitoes.
Mosquito cheered immediately. Supported Wang Lin to fly up.
Wang Lin looked down at this Huoyun Village. After killing the burly man and Scarface. Most of his bad breath also came out. Slap the big head of a mosquito. The mosquito beast whistled away immediately before moving.
"Slow down!" Wang Lin's expression changed. His cultivation was only restored to the initial stage of foundation construction. Unable to withstand the full speed of the mosquitoes equivalent to the late Yuan Ying.
The mosquito immediately slowed down aggrievedly and flew slowly.
Sitting on the back of the mosquito beast, Wang Lin took out the map jade slip. After a closer look, he cast his gaze to the south. There, the Soul Refining Sect of Vairocana is located.
"The Soul Refining Sect, one of the three major sects of Pilu on the Vermillion Bird Continent, must have extremely sufficient spiritual power within it!"
The reason for choosing the Soul Refining Sect is because the Soul Refining Sect in Vairocana is the only peculiar sect. There are only a few hundred disciples in this sect, and there are tens of thousands of disciples outside.
Compared with the other two schools of Vairocana, the core disciple of Soul Refining Sect is the least, but the strength of these three factions is balanced. It can achieve this with hundreds of core disciples, except for Soul Refining Sect. In addition to the special magic weapon, it also has a great relationship with the core disciple's cultivation.
The Soul Refining Sect has never taken the initiative to accept boys as disciples among mortals. There is only one way to enter the Soul Refining Sect, and that is to become a peripheral disciple first.
Outer disciples, every three years, there is a big competition, only choose one to become the core disciple. At the same time, the core disciples are also eliminated, even if they enter it, they may be eliminated.
The method of becoming a peripheral disciple is very simple. You only need to turn in a certain amount of spirit stones to obtain the status of a peripheral disciple for a certain period of time.
Outside the mountain gate of the Soul Refining Sect, there are several large mountains, and the spiritual power of these mountains is several times stronger than that of the outer world. This is where the outer disciples are located.
Said it is a peripheral disciple, but in fact, it is equivalent to spending spiritual stones and renting a cave for cultivation.
This practice of Soul Refining Sect is extremely special, very rare on Vermilion Star, but few people know the real reason.
Because of this, Wang Lin chose the Soul Refining Sect. The news about the Soul Refining Sect is recorded in great detail in the map jade slip. According to Wang Lin’s guess, the person who sold the jade slip to him back then may have come. Live this Soul Refining Sect, and be a peripheral disciple for a period of time.
After all, the Kingdom of Vairocana is a five-level cultivation country with many cultivation families. These cultivation families depend on the existence of three sects, and every ten years, they will send their disciples to the three sects.
These disciples of the cultivation family do not have any privileges, and their status is not honorable. Unless they are extremely talented, they can only start from a low level.
Wang Lin sat on top of the mosquitoes. Seven days later, he arrived at the mountain gate of Soul Refining Zong. When there was a thousand miles away, Wang Lin collected the mosquitoes and took out an ordinary flying sword from the storage bag. Under the control, it turned into a meteor and flew towards the Soul Refining Sect.
It didn't take long for the Soul Refining Sect to be in sight, but when the distance was dozens of miles away, a soft ripple spread silently and stopped entering.
Wang Lin knew that this must be the mountain guarding formation that the Soul Refining Sect had scattered all the year round, so he quickly retracted the flying sword and fell.
At this moment, a purple glow suddenly came from the horizon behind Wang Lin, with a strong sound of breaking through the sky, a gust of wind hit the whistling, and the surrounding mountains and forests shook and made a rustling sound.
When the red light approached, he turned into a red-haired old man. This man had a strange face and a huge mouth and nose, but his eyes were very small. It seemed that he had an aura of swallowing the sky.
When Wang Lin saw this person, his eyes flashed, and he immediately stood aside respectfully.
When the old man stepped on, he was about to enter the Soul Refining Sect, he suddenly turned his head, glanced at Wang Lin, and with a slight sound, he looked at the scar on his face and shouted, "Which school are you disciple?"
Wang Lin hurriedly said respectfully: "The disciple is a casual cultivator and wants to worship the Soul Refining Sect and become a peripheral disciple."
The old man looked at Wang Lin and nodded and said, "It's not easy for you to reach the foundation-building stage in casual cultivation. You want to be a disciple of my soul refining sect. Find a retreat."
With a look of fear in Wang Lin's eyes, he said quickly: "The disciple does have this intention."
The old man flicked his sleeves and said, "You are late. The time to collect disciples from the outside world is already over. Go back and wait a few years before you come." He was about to step in.
Wang Lin's heart was cold, but his face showed a painful look. He took out a brocade box from his storage bag and said respectfully: "Senior, this is a flying sword that a disciple got by chance many years ago. I haven't been willing to use it. Senior, please accept it. The disciple only wants to be a peripheral disciple."
This old man, Wang Lin could see at a glance that it was just the beginning of the formation of alchemy. For this kind of cultivation level, the flying sword he took out was already a very precious thing.
The old man paused and glanced at Wang Lin with a smile. The secret path is indeed a casual cultivator, smarter than the disciples of the cultivation family. He summoned with his right hand, the brocade box fell in his hand, opened it, and his eyes immediately revealed surprise. The color.
Immediately, he put away the surprise, and said calmly: "Where did you get this thing?"
Wang Gongjing said, "Years ago, the disciple helped a monk who formed a pill, and protected him when he was injured. After he was wounded, he gave me this sword, but the disciple was not cultivated enough to use it."
"Oh? What kind of injury, can you describe it." The old man said with a flash of eyes.
With Wang Lin’s five-hundred-year experience in cultivating the Taoism, it seemed as if it were true. The old man no longer had any doubts in his heart after hearing a little. After all, the person in front of him was just a disciple in the foundation building stage. How could he have said it if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes. It's so lifelike, and even though it's plausible in some places, it's normal. Otherwise, if it's too detailed, it's obviously false.
"Well, the old man sees that your cultivation is not easy, so make an exception, and you will go with me!" As he said, the old man moved into the soul refining sect, and at the same time took out a token from his arms and pressed it backwards. The ripple that prevented Wang Lin from entering immediately dissipated.
Wang Lin walked in quickly.
"Follow me. There are a lot of restrictions in my Soul Refining Sect. If you go wrong, I won't save you!" The old man said, flying forward.
Wang Lin slapped his storage bag and Feijian appeared. He stepped on the sword and followed the old man.
After a short while, the old man stopped on a mountain peak. Here, there is a gorgeous palace with countless houses around.
After the old man fell, he shouted: "Chang Dawei!"
"Come on, Hong Maozi, what are you calling." A lazy voice came from the house beside him, and then a middle-aged man walked out with messy hair, as if he hadn't been groomed for many years.
The red-haired old man laughed and said, "This is a disciple I met on the road. It's okay for you to accept him as a peripheral disciple."
The middle-aged man sighed, slanted his eyes and glanced at Wang Lin who was behind the red-haired old man, and said lazily: "You red-haired boy has spoken, how can I refuse."
The red-haired old man smiled and said: "Then, let me go out of the mountain this time and collected hundreds of unjust souls. I just made a master soul from my soul stream. After I finish doing it, I will come over to find you for a drink!"
As he said, the old man moved and flew away.
"What's your name!" The middle-aged man glanced at Wang Lin.
"Disciple Qingmu!" Wang Lin said respectfully.
"The 1090th hole in this mountain is for your use. A medium-grade spirit stone will last for one year." The man flicked his right hand and a black token was caught by Wang Lin.
With a heartbroken expression, Wang Lin gritted his teeth and took out two middle-grade spirit stones and handed them to the other party. The middle-aged man took the Lingshi, ignored Wang Lin, turned and walked towards the room.
Wang Lin was about to leave, when the middle-aged man suddenly said, "What did you give Hong Maozi?"
"A flying sword gifted by a senior." Wang Lin said truthfully.
"No wonder this red hair is so active! Aoki, you have the foundation-building period, but don't be proud. Among the peripheral disciples, although the foundation-building period is not much, it is definitely not a lot. Tomorrow June will be my soul refinement competition. On the day of the day, please practice hard. If you have the ability, maybe you can go to the inner door and become a core disciple." The man shook his head and walked into the house.
At this moment, Liu Mei, on a cliff fifty miles away from the Soul Refining Sect, looked at the Soul Refining Sect in the distance. She was holding a jade slip in her hand. This was sent by the ancestor of the Vermilion Bird month ago to use this thing, although Zeng Niu can't be found exactly, but if the opponent is within a hundred miles, there will be a reaction.
At this moment, this jade slip shone green.
"Are you refining the Soul Sect..." Liu Mei whispered.