The smell of Dan had overflowed from the mouth of the furnace, and Du Rong casually lifted the lid of the furnace and took away the eight round pills that had been formed, and the remaining one was thrown directly into his mouth.

He had suppressed his cultivation for too long, and at this moment he couldn't wait to pull it up.

There were still a lot of dry grass collected when leaving the valley, and putting too much of it would take up a place, so he simply set up a dozen or so mounds, each with a cloud of black flames, and took out the dozen or so ordinary Dan furnaces that had been sealed after making his own unique tower furnace.

Although the number of this tower furnace is extremely large, but the inside is not very stable, without the control of their own spiritual power, it is too easy to destroy the Dan, with this fire source, it turns out that these ordinary Dan furnaces are extremely easy to use.

He easily grinded the withered grass into a puree, mixed it with various auxiliary medicines, and after it was stabilized, he left it alone, closed the door and walked out of the room and opened the seal. Before leaving, I didn't forget to take the tea "Luohan Mountain" taken from Lin Ping'an, and the destination of this trip was the Tibetan scripture building.

The growth of cultivation was already in front of him, but when it came to the monk's attack techniques, he didn't know any of them. The tea leaves in his hand were prepared for Uncle Du, who didn't look good at talking.

Looking at the character of his good tea, he still has a lot of spiritual tea sent by Fengzi Zhen in his hands, and he has never used it usually, so he can be a favor and slowly erode the stubborn uncle.

Humming a small tune, Du Rong held the tea leaves in one hand, and with the other hand he felt out a porcelain bottle full of Qingling Powder pills. Pulling out the bottle seal and pouring one after another into his mouth at will, this kind of ordinary Qi refining disciple can only distribute three monthly pills a month, with his current financial resources, it is no different from eating ordinary jelly beans.

Before he could walk out of the door of the medicine refining hall, Du Rong felt the aura in his body fluctuate for a while, and said secretly: "Hey, it's not bad to return to the third layer of qi refining so quickly." ”

The distance between the medicine hall and the Tibetan scripture building is close, and after walking a few steps, I saw through the open door that there was a pot of tea that had just been boiled for a short time on the platform at the door.

Du Jin was leisurely nestled in his exclusive Taishi chair, holding the scriptures in one hand and the teacup in the other, looking comfortable and enjoying the rare purity and self-satisfaction in the Baiyang Sect.

Until the sound of footsteps came, he tilted his face slightly, squinting his eyes at the man from the edge of the scroll. After a pause, he sat up and put down the object in his hand and said in surprise: "It's you kid! I thought you would have died after more than two years of silence." ”

"Bah, bah, I said Uncle Du, you are also an old man, why don't you expect people to be better?"

"Of course you and I remember clearly, I was really surprised that I chose a completely messy Miscellaneous Spirit Root cultivation method, and I was still alive and kicking now. Hey, you've actually cultivated to the second level of Qi refining. Du Jin was deeply impressed, and said in surprise after glancing at it.

"I was lucky enough to practice like this by mistake. Du Rong bowed slightly, his tone was quite modest, and at the same time, he was also very satisfied with the excellent effect of the Gathering Breath Dan.

Du Jin squeezed forward, and said earnestly: "Your kid can still cultivate now, because his cultivation is still shallow, and he has not yet reached a high level. When you raise your cultivation to the middle or even late stage of Qi refining, you will definitely find clues, and it is just a trivial matter to practice a fork, and it is too normal to go mad. Uncle Shi advises you to change the book of exercises and re-practice, maybe this weird exercise for the miscellaneous spirit root can speed up your progress a little, but in the end, it is still your own life that matters. Single-attribute exercises may slow your progress, but it's always safe, isn't it?"

At this time, Du Rong looked humbly taught, with a smile on his face, but he didn't think so. He said, "Master, I have relied on this exercise to cultivate to the foundation building period, and I haven't seen any discomfort." Knowledgeable people like Yang Lanxi don't see the problem, but you will make it up by yourself. ”

What comes out of your mouth is a different story. "What Uncle Shi said is that the disciple knows, so he wants to go into the Tibetan scripture building and go around, looking for an exercise that can be more suitable for himself. ”

At the same time, he took out the "Reverse Spirit and Anti-Pulse Gong" that he had hidden in his arms in advance and put it on his table, this scripture building has its own rules, and a disciple cannot borrow more than one classic book at the same time.

"If you are lost, you will be good. You're a good man. ”

Du Jin picked up the old exercises in front of the table, flipped through the records from more than two years ago, crossed out the column where Durong borrowed and signed his name.

He paused, hesitated, took out another notebook, and after recording some of the contents on it, he threw the booklet in his hand into the iron bucket behind him like a star, and lit it with a fire.

muttered: "I should have destroyed this kind of rebellious practice a long time ago, and if I stay in the world, I may not be able to harm a disciple with average qualifications like you." ”

The withered yellow paper is constantly turning black and collapsing, and the warm yellow fire that is born from it is reflected on Du Rong's face in the air, and there is no joy or sorrow.

Only the unknown heart sighed deeply, if it weren't for his own sake, this strange book would still be in the attic, and it wouldn't be burned.

However, although this book has been sold, every word in it has been deeply imprinted in his mind, and it may be difficult to forget in this life.

The words on the paper are just a different way to continue to exist in the world.

"Go boy, find a proper practice and practice honestly, if your qualifications are poor, you can only blame your own bad life, and there is no shortcut to cultivating the truth. Du Jin waved his hand and signaled that he could go upstairs.

Is there no shortcut?" they all smiled, and did not continue on with his words.

Put the tea leaves in his hand in front of him, and said respectfully: "Uncle Du, the disciple saw that you have good tea, and brought some hometown specialties to you to taste." Although it is not a spiritual tea, it is also the best thing in the world. ”

Flipping through the oil paper wrapped in the outer layer, Du Jin sniffed it, looked at him with a slightly surprised look and a playful expression. "Well, it's really good, you kid still wants to bribe me. Nothing to offer courtesy, either treachery or theft, say, what do you want. ”

"Uncle Shi also knows that his disciples are stupid, and I am afraid that he will not be able to choose any exercises that suit him in a short period of time. I just want to be allowed to stay in the building for a little longer, and from time to time I can come in to observe and choose, but I will never go out with a copy of the classics," Du Rong replied sincerely.

Du Jin's face was embarrassed, and he hesitated: "I'm afraid this is inappropriate, I haven't set this precedent since I took over this scripture building......

"Uncle Feng's spiritual tea tastes good, and he gave me a lot, and I can't taste anything because of my humble cultivation, it's a pity. ”

Du Rong interrupted him, and said an irrelevant sentence seemingly without beginning or end.

"Isn't it the first case, I think I have been in charge of this building for decades, how can I not have this little power. I'll put my words here, just go and see it, and go back and drink tea together!"

Du Jin's attitude changed sharply, and he seemed to give this special approval very generously.

The meaning of these words is naturally known, and he hugged his fists and thanked: "Thank you Uncle Du for your success, I will drink tea with you in a few days, and dare to ask Uncle Du to teach you the tea ceremony." ”

"Haha, it's easy to say!"

Seeing that this disciple's qualifications are not good, and he is still very good at being a man, Du Jin smiled on his face. This Fengzi Zhen's spiritual tea is well-known in the Baiyang Sect, and it is especially tempting for people like him who are good at tea, but even if most people covet it, with Fengzizhen's stingy personality, they really don't have this mouthful.

He was not worried about Du Rong's long stay in the scripture building, each of the cultivation exercises was extremely complicated, and it was impossible to digest and master it in a short period of time. When to wait for this kid's spiritual tea to cut off, he will send him a book of exercises at will and kick it away.

Du Jin thought so proudly, but he didn't know that Du Rong, who had already gone upstairs, just took a book of cultivation exercises at random and threw it by his side without reading a word.

He had his own calculations in his heart, and he knew that his main exercises were complicated and obscure, and the purpose of this trip had nothing to do with these. What I fancy is only the collection of various attack techniques, which is much simpler than the records of exercises.

Looking at the sea of shelves full of books, Du Rong whispered and chuckled: "Give me so much time, just wait to learn your collection to the bottom." ”