Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qi are exactly qualified.
Song Yin was very clear about this.
Although he is not qualified to learn the human alchemy method, he can find another way to create the blood alchemy method using blood and qi as medicine to refine himself, and the animal alchemy method using animals as medicine to replenish himself. This shows that he is very qualified.
He was able to reach the fifth level, far ahead of other junior brothers, and he is also quite diligent.
He was just lazy and slack, and as the second and third disciples, no one supervised him or gave him any advice.
He didn't know who the former senior brother who died long ago was, but he guessed that he was the same as the two of them. After all, the master had never taken care of this matter, which led to the current situation where the realm was high enough but the means were not enough.
Originally, Song Yin did not want to say much, for fear of hurting the feelings of his two junior brothers. He just thought that as he taught his skills day by day, they would gradually understand, and their realm and methods would be improved.
But he couldn't recognize any of the tricks, which made him suddenly realize.
It may not be enough to rely on the junior brothers to awaken on their own, we still need direct supervision!
Saving the world and eliminating demons is not something that Song Yin can do alone.
Even if he has the potential to be a great immortal, how many demons can he slay
As the master's disciple, the eldest brother of the Golden Immortal Sect and also the brother who teaches the Dharma, the Golden Immortal Sect needs to develop and grow, and the disciples need to become stronger and have the means!
He is the person primarily responsible!
Looking at the two people who were at a loss, confused and frightened, Song Yin sighed in his heart.
Junior brother.
Don't blame me, this is all for the prosperity of the Golden Immortal Sect and the righteous path!
"Let's go into the city."
Song Yin said this calmly, walked over first, and soon arrived at the city wall. He stood at the end of the team, waiting in line to enter the city like those mortals.
At this time, Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizhen just woke up from their dream.
"A thousand times? No, two thousand times? I don't have that much mana even if you squeezed me dry."
Wang Qizhen's neck was red. He wanted to roar, but he didn't dare. He could only lower his head and speak the softest words with an angry expression.
It's probably like he was yelling.
No matter how small a spell is, it is still a spell and it requires magic power.
Of course they knew how to use sleight of hand and trick the mind. When they first learned Taoism and had just become simple and honest, they ran down the mountain to get materials for the elixir for their master.
What is the stage of being simple and honest? That is the stage where one has to practice Qi madly and stabilize their breath and magic power. If they use a spell once, several days of their practice will be in vain.
At this point, this little spell can be used casually, but no matter how casually it is used, it can't withstand large quantities.
I felt aggrieved when I thought of Zhang Feixuan.
What do you mean you can’t beat the fourth level of the Duoshen Sect? That person has been possessed by a demon. First of all, he is not a human being.
Secondly, they themselves know what kind of quality they are.
What second disciple and third disciple, they are the human pills used to replenish Qi after Jin Guang builds the foundation!
They tried their best to coax Zhao Yuanhua and Jin Guang into teaching them the Dharma, and only then did they gain a little bit of the Dharma. They then used this to create their own way of practicing.
Means of cultivation
What does it have to do with them.
Who can I tell about this pain
Tell it to your brother
Senior brother can just raise his hand to give them a thumbs up.
"Just bear with it."
Zhang Feixuan sighed, "What can I do?"
As he spoke, he walked towards Song Yin, but his steps looked light and weak.
"It's all your damn fault! If you hadn't lied to me, I would have gone down the mountain to have fun!"
Wang Qi was so angry that he wanted to kill someone with his eyes. He stared at Zhang Feixuan, then lowered his head and followed him dejectedly.
There is a plaque on the city gate with the words "Hundred Guards of the City" written on it.
Song Yin and the other two lined up with the other mortals and gradually moved to the front.
Among the three, Zhang Feixuan had a handsome and noble look, and Wang Qizhen was strong and powerful, but these two people only made the mortals in the queue look at them without leaving too much surprise, as if they were accustomed to it.
As for Song Yin, who was dressed like an ordinary warrior, no one paid any attention to him. The three of them lined up and quickly entered the city gate.
As soon as you arrive in the city, what catches your eye is a blue brick road that extends in all directions. There are many buildings around it, some tall, some short, some wide, some narrow, with shops and houses. The road is bustling with people, and it looks lively.
Apart from the main road, the building extends over a wide area, with almost no end in sight.
"Yes, everything is in good order and everyone lives and works in peace and contentment."
Song Yin nodded and said, "Look for a herbal medicine shop and ask if there are any herbs you need and what the price is. By the way, my two junior brothers, when you go out on weekdays and encounter such a situation, how do you make money?"
Zhang Feixuan had been nodding his head at first, but after hearing the last sentence, he was obviously stunned.
How do they make money
Wang Qi was still upset about what happened before, and when he heard Song Yin's question, he subconsciously replied, "Rob."
“Be the first to find a good job that can make money!”
Zhang Feixuan reacted very quickly, and instantly took over Wang Qizhen's words, and smiled at Song Yin: "Brother, you don't understand everything, just leave this matter to us."
After saying this, he did not forget to glare at Wang Qizhen implicitly.
Song Yin shook his head: "How can it be that the junior brother does something and the senior brother does not do it? As cultivators of our generation, we don't need to stick to this kind of etiquette."
There are many things that junior brothers do that senior brothers don’t do.
Besides, you monks can turn stones into gold, so you don't have to do anything.
If you have that much skill, you can turn a stone into gold and buy the herbs and leave.
Zhang Feixuan secretly complained in his heart, but he only complained for a few words, then he just bowed and said, "Senior brother is right."
He is now in a conflicted situation, secretly complaining that his senior brother is crazy and just can't turn stones into gold.
At the same time, I feel that it’s a good thing for him to spend his time here.
Otherwise, after all the herbs are collected, the senior brother will have to go back to the mountain. Once he returns to the mountain, Zhang Feixuan's death can be counted by the time it takes to burn a few incense sticks.
"Second Junior Brother, I know what you are thinking."
"ah?!"
Can the eldest brother’s Dharma eyes see through people’s hearts
Zhang Feixuan looked up in astonishment, but found that there was no light in Song Yin's eyes. He just smiled and said:
"You are worried about the master, and I am worried about the master too. I am more anxious to return to the mountain than you are. The mortals below the mountain are waiting for me to use medicinal herbs to save their lives, and the master on the mountain is waiting for me to use medicinal herbs to replenish his foundation. If I use the art of transforming objects into gold and silver, it will indeed be a lot easier, but it is precisely because of this that it cannot be used."
"Although I was born a savage, I also know some rumors. It is said that there is a sect in the world called Fengling Yueying Sect. This sect has a magic weapon, and it is hard to tell what it is, but as long as they pinch the seal, the magic weapon will make a 'ding' sound. Once the sound is made, no matter how difficult the problem is, it can be solved."
"With this magic weapon, they can make magic seals for big and small matters. When they have no food, they use the magic weapon, and food will be everywhere. When they have no money, they use the magic weapon, and gold will rain from the sky. As long as the 'ding' sound is heard, it is like the arrival of gods and immortals."
"But this has its drawbacks. If they use it too much, they will lose their ambition and think that everything can be solved with just a 'ding'. But if they 'ding' too much, they will think that the world is meaningless and it is better to destroy it. So they will fall into the devil's way without knowing it."
Song Yin said, "Perhaps what they originally thought was that they would only use it once when they encountered difficulties. Similarly, it is easy for me to turn stone into gold for this matter, but what about the next time, and the time after that? Even if I don't fall into the devil's way, what about my fellow apprentices? What about the mortals down the mountain? If they all expect me to turn stone into gold to solve their problems, what will these people become? And can the Golden Immortal Sect that cultivates people like them still be called the right way?"
He looked at the bustling crowd and said, "We must also cultivate the way of cultivation and progress. Only in this way can we understand how difficult it is to obtain something, and only in this way can we..."
"Old man, do you deserve the money?!"
Before he could finish his words, he heard a loud shout from the side.
In the crowd, two strong men suddenly kicked over an old man, and one of them pulled out a cloth bag, and several silver ingots fell out, but there was even more silver in the cloth bag.
The sturdy man weighed the cloth bag in his hand and grinned at the old man: "Tell me, where did you steal the silver? I tell you, you can't escape my eyes!"
I really can’t hold on this time. This is the fourth update. I’m going to take a nap and then continue writing when I get up.
Yutou is a very particular person. If he says ten chapters, then it will be ten. Well, even if I can't finish it before 0:00 today, the worst that can happen is that I can stay up all night to finish it!