Chapter Seventy-Five: Divine Iron

"The Absolute Qi Pill is okay, if you use it for yourself, it is quite easy to refine, I can help you refine it quickly." Nan Zhixian said, "But are you really sure you want to take the Absolute Qi Pill? This thing is used when cultivating madness. ”

Su Lin stared at Nan Zhixian and asked, "Will there be any hidden diseases left?" ”

"If the cultivation goes mad, the qi in the body will not stop, in order to avoid dying from exploding, the immortal cultivator will use the Qi Absolute Pill to forcibly block the internal breath operation.

But forcibly breaking the gong in this way will destroy people's meridians, not only will it be easier to go mad next time, but also their qualifications will be affected.

If you are a genius, you will become a first-rate monk, and if you are first-class, you will become a second-rate ...... You have to think about it. Nan Zhixian said solemnly.

This kind of elixir is the last resort to save one's life when you go mad, and you won't use it unless you have to, if you take the Absolute Qi Pill in order not to cultivate the Ant Immortal Skill, the price is too low.

"This elixir, can it be used for Yuan Ying?" Su Lin asked.

"Humph! Have one's head in the clouds! Looking at the world of cultivating immortals, there are countless Yuan Infant powers who died because of the fire and demon explosion, if they have a Absolute Qi Pill, it will definitely be regarded as a treasure, even if their talent falls, at least they will not be lost.

But the characteristics of the Absolute Qi Pill are that the higher the realm, the more difficult it is to refine, and the Absolute Qi Pill that can be taken by the Yuanying Monk can be called the best in the Dan, although it is not as good as the Yang Pill, but it is also very rare, I ...... Neither nor no! Nan Zhixian said.

Su Lin nodded expectedly, he felt that the Yuan Infant Power was not so easy to deal with from the beginning, if he relied on poisoning to kill the Yuan Infant Realm, then the Yuan Infant Stage would have no deterrent effect.

"Okay, then you refine it first, and I might be useful later...... Maybe you won't need it. Su Lin said.

Nan Zhixian nodded and agreed: "I can make more than ten Qi pills a day like yours for the Qi cultivation period, although I can also refine them during the foundation building period, but there are a few rare medicinal materials in the pill, and I originally had a stock in hand, and I lost it in Yizhuang in Huaiyang Village." ”

Hearing this, Su Lin also understood why the life of a low-level monk was so worthless, the higher the realm, the more difficult it was to be injured by ordinary secret calculation methods, but in the realm of Qi cultivation period, a Qi Absolute Pill could be easily handled.

Su Lin left Nan Zhixian's cave mansion, returned to his residence, walked into the bedroom, and saw Luo Huainan holding Wangcai, huddled in a ball and sitting on his bed, his expression dazed.

Seeing Su Lin walk in, Luo Huainan raised his head in a daze, and asked in a trembling voice, "Brother Su Lin...... Am I still me? ”

Su Lin swallowed his saliva, even if he was a fool, he could now see that Luo Huainan's mental condition was very wrong.

Suddenly, Su Lin's body shook, and a terrible guess appeared in his mind.

"Huainan, did they force you to practice?" Su Lin asked.

Tears slipped from Luo Huainan's eyes, she stared straight at it, bit her lip and said, "Brother Su Lin, look at me, is it still Huainan you know?" ”

Looking at her appearance, it seems that she has already felt the influence of the Ant Immortal Gong on the spirit.

It's not okay to go on like this, he can't let Huainan become like that.

……

In the Purple Light Cave, Cong Bingqing knelt quietly in the center of a white veil, and through the thin veil in front of him, he could see the figure of the master.

"How is Su Lin's cultivation?" Ziguang Zhenren asked.

"Returning to Master, the speed of my junior brother's cultivation is thousands of miles away, and today he has already cultivated to the second level of the Ant Immortal Gong in one day, but he really didn't make much progress a few days ago, maybe he cultivated and carried it himself." Cong Bingqing replied respectfully.

"Hmm...... But you shouldn't have come here today as a teacher. Ziguang Zhenren said.

Cong Bingqing was stunned for a moment, and then explained: "Senior brother, his cultivation of ant immortal skills is still short, and he is still bound by many worldly concepts, and double cultivation is different from supplementation, and the most important thing is to be concentric and one, so I want to double cultivate with junior brother now...... Maybe it's too early, and when he cultivates to the fourth level of the Ant Immortal Gong, it's not too late to sleep together. ”

The purple light real person behind the veil was silent for a long time, and sighed slightly: "Then it's up to you, but you have to assist Su Lin in cultivating the Ant Immortal Gong every day for the next few days." ”

"Yes! By the way, Shizun, the junior brother often mentions the piece of iron he sent before, shouldn't someone be sent to do this? Cong Bingqing asked.

Ziguang Zhenren: "In the past few days, I have been studying the iron piece brought by Su Lin, the iron piece is extremely hard, and there are profound forbidden blessings, even if I want to open it, it will take a lot of time and effort."

The day before yesterday, I used the secret technique to perceive the breath hidden in the iron block, which was extremely similar to the breath contained in the relics of the Dao Ancestor.

Su Lin wanted to use that piece of iron to save a group of ordinary people, but the fate of the dust is not over, and half of his feet are still left in the mortal world, so we have to help him get out.

Bingqing, if it were you, would you exchange this heavenly treasure for the lives of hundreds of mortals? ”

"As a mortal, life and death have a fate, and death is death. Since the younger brother brought this treasure to us, it is the will of God, as the old saying goes, if God does not take it, it will be blamed; When it doesn't work, it suffers.

Rather than giving this treasure to others, it is better to conform to the will of heaven and keep it for yourself. Cong Bingqing replied without thinking, and when he spoke, his face was like water, and he was confident, as if this idea was taken for granted.

The purple light real person behind the veil was silent for a while, and suddenly let out a chuckle, obviously very satisfied with Cong Bingqing's answer.

"Although Su Lin can't understand the intentions of his master now, when he cultivates to the depths of his ant immortal skills, he will slowly understand that he is using this divine iron to exchange the lives of those mortals, which is against the sky, hurting others and hurting himself."

Speaking of this, Ziguang Zhenren paused, as if he was pondering something, and after a long time, he continued:

"By the way, Zong Yu's Dao heart has been unstable recently, and he is obsessed with the matter of you and Su Lin's double cultivation, you find a chance to relieve him, if he can't stabilize his Dao heart, as a teacher, he can only lock him up and face the wall, otherwise he will be in danger of going mad."

"The disciple understands, tomorrow to assist the junior disciple to finish practicing, I will go to Zong Yu to explain clearly." Cong Bingqing replied.

"Well, step aside."

"The disciple retired." Cong Bingqing kowtowed, slowly moved back with his knees on the ground, and waited for a certain distance before he got up, turned around and walked out of the purple light cave.

The next day, the sky was slightly bright in the early morning, and the fluorite on the underground stone wall of the Ant Immortal Gate absorbed the sun's Qi, emitting a white faint light, Cong Bingqing stepped on the morning light and came to Su Lin's cave, knocked on the door, and the two walked towards the practice ground together under the gaze of a group of disciples.

"Senior brother, your sister, and that friend of yours, do you want to also practice Ant Immortal Gong together?"

Su Lin was stunned for a moment, and guessed that the other party had always called her brother because Luo Huainan had always called her, so he regarded her as his sister.

Su Lin didn't correct it, and replied: "My friend is not interested in the Ant Immortal Technique, his cultivation techniques are somewhat special, and you must also be able to see that he can't practice other exercises." As for Huainan, she ...... I still hope she can be an ordinary person. ”

"Why do you want her to be a mortal? Mortals don't live for more than 100 years, are you willing to watch her grow old in front of you? ”

"Cultivating immortals and cultivating immortals, in the final analysis, before becoming immortals, immortal cultivators are also people, even if she is allowed to cultivate immortals, after all, she still has to live and die, I will cultivate to Jindan in the future, and even Yuanying, at that time, my longevity is far longer than Huainan, won't she grow old in front of me?" Su Lin said.

"Senior brother is right."

Cong Bingqing smiled and nodded, unconcealing the appreciation for Su Lin in his eyes.

At this moment, a man blocked his and Cong Bingqing's way, Su Lin looked up and saw that the other party was wearing the same True Missionary robe as himself, and he was also a True Missionary disciple.

The other party's facial features are upright, his instrument is lofty, he looks like a tiger's back and bee waist, and he is very manly, but his legs are fat and bloated, and the hem of the loose robe is held high.

However, this funny is precisely a symbol of the other party's Jindan Great Perfection, and when the other disciples around pass by, they will look at him with respectful eyes and call him Senior Brother Fang.

Su Lin was surprised to find that this Senior Brother Fang's expression was completely different from the ordinary Ant Immortal Sect disciples he had seen on weekdays, and his face did not have that kind of peace and serenity, but with a trace of deep unwillingness and anger.