One month later.
For Zhang Feixuan and the others, that was a month of lying in the square, living a life of drunkenness and dreams every day. After waking up and taking pills, they either meditated and refined their qi, or practiced evening classes. Apart from that, there were no other activities.
After going on for such a long time, it has almost become an instinct. Song Yin doesn't even need to say anything. After they finish practicing, they simply lie down and pass out. Then they are whipped again and pass out again.
What realm, what spell, what Golden Immortal Great Pill Art, at this moment, they are all empty to them. They feel like a cultivation puppet, and every day they are either practicing or being refined.
This day passed.
“When will it end?”
It was another morning. After Zhang Feixuan woke up, he silently shed tears facing the rising sun.
Should have run a long time ago.
If I had made up my mind to escape before, this would never have happened.
You shouldn't be so tolerant!
"I was wrong"
Wang Qizheng's eyes were empty as he murmured, "I shouldn't have returned to the mountain. I shouldn't have coveted the human elixir method. If I hadn't returned to the mountain, I should be living a carefree life on a mountaintop now."
Gao Sishu stared at his palm, as if he wanted to hit his head, and whispered: "Brother, I'm here to see you."
“Hahahaha, hahahaha!”
Lingling laughed a few times and pointed at the people in the square and shouted, "A bunch of unlucky people!"
Then her face fell and she started sobbing, "Woo, woo, woo, I'm also unlucky."
The other junior brothers all had numb expressions on their faces, completely lacking the vitality and hope they had a month ago.
It’s so bitter!
"Damn it, it was hard for me to be a mortal. Now that I'm a Qi Refiner, I'm even more miserable! Isn't it a waste of time to be a Qi Refiner?"
Wang Qizhen suddenly roared, and stood up with strength from nowhere. His eyes were bloodshot, and he pointed at the main hall and said, "Song, I'm going to fight you today!"
Zhang Feixuan walked to Wang Qizheng's side, feeling the same pain, pointing to the main hall, and shouted: "If you are tortured to death now, you will die if you carry out your plan. Waiting for death, is death acceptable? The clan has suffered from the Song Dynasty for a long time, and today we should raise the banner of rebellion!"
Gao Sishu stood side by side and nodded firmly: "I support you!"
"He took away my senior brother's damn position!" Wang Qi was furious and gnashed his teeth.
"Third brother, you go first!" Zhang Feixuan shouted.
Without saying anything, Wang Qizheng took off the axe from his waist, held it in his hand, took two steps forward aggressively, and then paused. He turned his head to look at Zhang Feixuan and Gao Sishu who were completely motionless, and then looked at Ling Ling who was laughing, and the fellow apprentices who were lying there and had not yet stood up, but just looked at him.
"Why should I go first?" He rolled his eyes and said, "Let's die together!"
"You said we'd die together, who's willing to die with you?" Zhang Feixuan curled his lips, "It's ok for you to show off your skills with your mouth, but what, do you really want to challenge the senior brother in a duel? If you have that much skill, it would be easier for you to wipe out the Xumi Sect than this."
Who is Song Yin
That's the kind of person who wouldn't even think about how to kill him.
He, Zhang Feixuan, dared to plot to kill his master, but he had no intention of plotting against his senior brother.
There is no such concept at all.
"It's enough to just talk about it. Brother will come out soon." Zhang Feixuan said.
Gao Sishu nodded seriously: "Third Brother, I will give you all the support except for the support."
"Fight! Fight!" Lingling clapped his hands and laughed.
"Get lost!"
Wang Qi rolled his eyes at them, put away his axe, and the tormented mood subsided.
I can't beat him, I can't escape, and I don't want to die.
What else can I do
If he really wants to go against the eldest senior brother, it would be better to do as he said to the lecher and challenge the entire Xumi meridian alone. That way it would be easier.
“Good spirit”
Suddenly, a voice was heard in the main hall.
Song Yin walked out of the hall, and next to him was Sun Jiubei, who was also in high spirits.
Song Yin glanced at them, nodded and smiled: "Compared to the lifeless look before, you are now a little more energetic."
“Senior Brother!”
Those paralyzed fellow apprentices stood up together and bowed together with Zhang Feixuan and the others.
"Well, eat the pill."
Song Yin didn't say anything. He waved his sleeves and the pills flew out, hovering in front of them one by one.
Well, just keep on bearing it.
Zhang Feixuan sighed and was about to reach out to take the pill, but suddenly he paused and let out a light exclamation.
Pills are different.
In front of him was not a vitality pill that emitted a faint firefly light, but a blood-red pill that continuously emanated blood like a whirlpool.
On Wang Qizhen's side, there was a gray pill that emitted mist.
Gao Sishu's elixir was surrounded by green mist, while Lingling's elixir was pitch black.
He looked back and saw that the pills of his fellow apprentices were all different.
"Senior Brother, this..." Zhang Feixuan looked over.
"It's almost time. My fellow disciples have already reached the third level." Song Yin said with a smile, "The soul refining has also reached the right stage."
When these words were spoken, the fellow apprentices were all surprised.
They moved their fists and feet, feeling the fluctuations of the magic power different from their bodies, and joy appeared on their faces.
"I'm fighting! I was clearly being timid before, but now I'm fighting!"
"Level 3 combat power, only one month?!"
"Me too. Not only that, I feel like I'm about to break through to the next level!"
The one who said this was a junior fellow who was only at the second level previously.
Among the disciples of the Golden Immortal Sect, all except Wang Hu are at the first or second level. Now, all of them have restrained magic power and are clear about themselves, which is already a sign of reaching the third level.
Only when they reach this stage will they have a certain level of combat effectiveness.
The so-called keeping to one's simple ways and consolidating one's essence is just the initial stage of Qi Refining, where one refines the magic power and stabilizes it. Especially the exercises of their Golden Immortal Sect, it has no effect on oneself, and the body is not much different from that of an ordinary person.
Only when you reach the third level and apply magic power to your body, you can be truly different from ordinary people.
With the third level of fighting power, one could easily have a force of several thousand pounds, and with a little practice, it could reach ten thousand pounds.
A simpler understanding.
Equal to an excavator.
"I got lucky!"
Wang Hu was even more surprised. He punched out and a stream of energy burst out from his fist and shot forward several inches.
"oh"
Zhang Feixuan also moved slightly, and a bloody light shone from his palm. The bloody light rushed straight up from his palm, reaching several meters high. It was so thick that the surroundings were illuminated by blood.
I was too busy before, busy suffering. When I woke up, I just meditated and cultivated my energy, and then continued to feel dizzy. I never paid attention to the specific situation.
Looking at this now, it’s quite remarkable!
The difference in realm is not the difference in combat power.
Otherwise, when they were at the fifth level, they wouldn't have been in such a mess when dealing with a fourth-level God-stealing Sect.
The state of mind also needs to be manifested.
The fifth level of intelligence can create all kinds of spells. His shapeshifting and blood-controlling spells were both created at the fifth level.
Wang Qizhen's beast transformation spell was also created at the fifth level.
The most important thing about the sixth level of Tongyou is the minor magical power, but it is completely different from the current thing.
He hasn't created any supernatural powers yet, but what he feels now is that his magic power is increasing rapidly, and the degree of control over it is much higher than before.
In terms of physique, he is also much stronger.
Zhang Feixuan feels that he can beat three of his previous selves now!
"You guys are the same. Maybe you were too focused. You broke through half a month ago."
Song Yin shook his head and smiled: "I thought you knew it, but it was not yet the limit at that time, so I didn't mention it."
"Thank you, Brother!"
Zhang Feixuan's expression became serious and he bowed again.
Putting aside other things, just relying on the rich magic power now, all the suffering in this month has not been in vain!
The rest of the people followed suit, bending their bodies almost to 90 degrees.
"Everything is for the sect."
Song Yin waved his hand: "Okay, don't waste your time, just eat the pill."
"Brother, what's the situation with this pill? Isn't it a vitality pill?"
Zhang Feixuan stood up and carefully looked at the pill full of blood in front of him.
It was still a top-grade pill. Just by smelling the medicinal aroma, he could feel his blood rising.
This is not as simple as a top-grade pill.
Thinking of this, he twitched the corner of his mouth.
Since when did high-grade elixirs seem so simple
He had never refined a top-grade pill before, and he felt that this pill was even better than the Red Jade Intermittent Pill refined by his senior brother.
Song Yin smiled and said, "This is the elixir I made specially for you. Each elixir is suitable for you."