After arriving at the sect, the five fellow disciples handed over their bags and left in dejection.
Zhang Feixuan also wanted to leave, but was stopped by Song Yin.
"Junior brother, you're not sleepy, are you?"
Zhang Feixuan forced a smile: "No, not sleepy..."
"That's good. After all, you are in the 'using intelligence' stage. When you reach the 'fighting power' stage, your energy will increase significantly. You should not be sleepy. Since you are not sleepy, then accompany me to refine the pill. This will be a good opportunity to practice what my junior brothers will need tomorrow." Song Yin said with a smile.
"Now, now?" Zhang Feixuan glanced at the dark sky.
"Of course it's now. If we refine it again tomorrow, wouldn't my fellow apprentice brothers and those mortals who have come to seek refuge here have to eat grass balls again? Not only does that thing cut the throat, it's also not very nutritious. When I think about the fact that these are what we eat on a daily basis, my heart aches. It's really my fault as the eldest brother!" Song Yin felt a little guilty.
He thought that at least he had meat and vegetables every day at the foot of the mountain, and that he could eat as much as he wanted. This was the high hopes his master had for him, and he kept it in mind.
But when he arrived at the sect and became the eldest senior brother, he had to repay his master. This Golden Immortal Sect was not just his master’s sect, it was now also his, Song Yin’s, sect!
Song Yin pulled Zhang Feixuan's wrist, regardless of his expression, and pulled him towards his side hall, saying, "Our Jinxian Sect is not a hard-working sect, but we don't have enough resources. As the second senior brother, you will have to lead people to collect resources in the future. I can't guarantee your appetite now, but let's make sure everyone has enough nutrition first."
Before he joined the sect, he believed that as a sect of alchemy, the Jinxian Sect should take drugs like eating candy beans, and that they could go without food to practice Qi training.
However, when he really started to practice Qi, he found out that it was all bullshit.
Even though he had only been practicing for one day, he had the potential to become an immortal and had already reached the stage of 'fighting power'. He was also very familiar with the 'Golden Immortal Great Pill Art', so he naturally knew how to practice Qi Refining.
The first stage of Qi Refining, 'Keeping Simple', is the initial stage of Qi Refining. It is to keep the magic power and true Qi in the body from dissipating. It requires daily meditation to stabilize oneself.
But this first step requires a lot of nutrition, and the second stage, consolidating the essence, is to stabilize the magic power and true energy in the body so that it will not overflow. Only then can you take action, but the nutrition required is only high, not low.
Of the dozen or so disciples he saw, apart from Zhang Feixuan who was at the fifth level of "Using Wisdom", most of the others were at the first level of "guarding simplicity". Occasionally there was a second level of "solidifying essence", but their qi circulation was loose and it was obvious that their foundation was not solid.
When it comes to the third level of fighting power, the true energy and magic power can be used for oneself, and the strength increases dramatically. Song Yin relies on his impeccable true body. Although he reaches this stage in one step, his food needs are even greater.
Maybe the other brothers in his sect are not as good as him, but it is certain that they need to eat.
How can people get the nutrients and blood they need if they eat grass balls? Sitting in meditation every day will only make their energy level drop.
"Master is good, but he doesn't pay attention to all of his disciples. However, as a disciple, let alone the master, the sect is also ours, so the matter of management is the responsibility of us senior brothers. You are a fifth-level 'use of wisdom', and your realm should be the highest at present. Fortunately, I have you, otherwise I can only trouble the master to open the alchemy fire for me." Song Yin said with a smile.
"Brother, this Danhuo technique is really my own, don't you know how to do it?" Zhang Feixuan couldn't help asking, "You can turn stone into gold."
The third level involves fighting strength, the fourth level involves dexterity, and the fifth level involves wisdom. When you reach the fifth level, you can use a variety of spells, including alchemy fire.
But this also depends on the person. During the day, he used a magic that was almost like turning stone into gold. He could not be classified into ordinary realms at all. How could he not be able to generate the elixir fire
Song Yin looked at him strangely and said, "That spell is just a rough use of magic power. You can learn it if you practice more. In comparison, this Danhuo spell requires you to reach your level."
superficial...
Practice...
"Brother is right." Zhang Feixuan could only give a polite yet awkward smile.
He was too lazy to ask Song Yin why he could see his own realm.
I've never heard of anyone who can see other people's realm while refining Qi. This thing is just a matter of knowing one's own feelings. Knowing how much magic power you have is already very good. After all, when you refine Qi, aren't you still refining your own Qi
If you don't show some superficial effects, no one will know how far you have come.
But Song Yin is a very strange person and I cannot figure him out too carefully. After all, I won’t understand him even if I figure him out, and it will affect my mood instead.
Arriving at the side hall, Song Yin unpacked his bag, looked at the clothes inside, and glanced at Zhang Feixuan again.
"Brother, this dress..."
Just as Zhang Feixuan was about to explain, Song Yin waved his hand and said, "It's cool in the mountain breeze at night, so it's only right to prepare some clothes. I understand."
He spread out the roots and some herbs he had collected and said to Zhang Feixuan, "Go get some water."
"Yes, senior brother." Zhang Feixuan responded and was about to go out to fetch water, but at this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from the half-human-high elixir furnace in the center of the hall.
"whee... "
Like a baby's giggle, happy and light, with full joy.
Laughter was heard, and Song Yin and Zhang Feixuan all looked over there.
A small green thing slowly crawled out from the edge of the alchemy furnace. There were two of these things, both as big as a palm. One had one eye, and the other had two eyes. The eyes of each thing occupied one-third of the body. The one-eyed one only had a nose, and it was grinning with its big teeth bared. The one with two eyes had no nose, but had three mouths occupying its small body.
Their limbs are very small, like a palm-sized doll. They are entangled with each other. Sometimes the one-eyed one climbs on the three-mouthed one's head, and sometimes the three-mouthed one sticks to the one-eyed one's back. They crawl to the edge of the alchemy furnace and play and fight there.
"Um?"
Song Yin frowned, pointed at the thing and looked at Zhang Feixuan, "What is this?"
At this moment, when Zhang Feixuan saw this thing, he was completely stunned and seemed unable to hear Song Yin's voice.
Seeing that Zhang Feixuan ignored him, Song Yin looked over again, and saw the two little things clinging to each other, using their little hands and feet to climb down the alchemy furnace little by little, jumping towards Song Yin, and when they reached his feet, they seemed to want to continue climbing up.
Song Yin kicked the thing with his foot. When touched by his toes, the two little things immediately fell over, giggling, and then quickly climbed up along the toes, reached his shoulders, and played on his shoulders.
No malice...
Song Yin opened his eyes, which flashed with white light, and looked at the thing carefully.
joy...
kindly...
Like some kind of elf.
But this feeling...
Song Yin suddenly looked at the green round gem on the eucalyptus, and it felt somewhat similar to this thing.
"The Lord of the Universe?" Song Yin asked doubtfully.
"It, it..."
Suddenly, Zhang Feixuan's voice was heard beside him. He pointed at the small thing on Song Yin's shoulder, his fingers trembling and his eyes full of shock.
This time he was not afraid, nor was he shocked that Song Yin had figured out some strange thing again, but it was like he had seen some legendary treasure.
"Hunyuan True Spirit! Senior Brother, this is Hunyuan True Spirit!" Zhang Feixuan's voice became shrill.