It's noon again.

The sun was high outside, and the autumn wind was howling in the mountains.

But in the Scripture Pavilion, there is another world, quiet and silent.

Except for the occasional "brushing" of the page, there were only a few subtle movements, sounding from the corners.

There was a sound of liquid, first flowing out of the narrow-mouth container, and then being swallowed and drunk by "goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-go

Wang Lin counted three times silently in his heart, and then immediately stopped pouring it, and immediately stuffed the wine bottle tightly and put it back to his waist.

The wine in his mouth, which is less than five or six taels, must be tasted for a long time before he is willing to swallow it carefully and slowly.

Shaking the wine bottle that was less than half of the stock in distress, Wang Lin suppressed the alcohol addiction, smashed his mouth twice with a little pity, stood up from the corner of the Scripture Pavilion, and walked out of the door.

He had been in this scripture pavilion for a full month.

Every day, he could only circle around twenty meters near the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, not only could he not eat serious things, but the wine in the gourd could not be replenished.

Even if he tried his best to control the amount of alcohol he drank during this time, drinking less than one pound a day at most, and only daring to taste a sip of three or four taels of wine each time, he couldn't withstand such consumption.

The fifty catties of Biguang wine that Huzhong had filled before were now less than half left.

Taking advantage of the overflowing aura in his body, he stood still outside and began to practice Vajra Gong.

Controlling the flow of energy, he lifted the path of the exercises, and put on a starting hand with both hands on the top of the top and three jiao.

In addition to prolonging life, the biggest feature of this exercise is that it is peaceful and peaceful, and there are no taboos.

Even if he is like Wang Lin, he can't settle down, can't calm down, and even drinks alcohol, and is in a somewhat intoxicated state, under the system of Vajra Gong, he can still practice at will, and there will be absolutely no deviation, and there is no risk of going crazy.

Strands of clear qi were inhaled into the dantian, and then a breath of pure and masculine Xuanmen righteousness was spewed.

This vajra function is listed as one of the main cultivation methods by the Pure Yang Palace, relying on the fact that there are few cultivation restrictions, there are no taboos, the quality of the mana produced is high, and the middle is peaceful.

Except for the shortcomings of not practicing fast, having a small amount of exhalation, and slow increase in mana, it can be called perfect.

Vajra Gong, strong and external, symbolizes yang energy.

At this time when the sun was scorching, Wang Lin chose to practice in this quiet environment in front of the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so that the yang energy of the whole body and the light of the scorching sun reflected together.

Raise your arms to hook the inner and outer world, both hands are horizontal, one is positive and one is strange, straight lines and arcs are staggered, attracting external energy,

Mixed with the aura in the body, it is stirred into a rigid qi, dredging the meridians of the whole body.

The changing posture is combined with the flushing of the rigid energy, adjusting and straightening out the limbs, so that the connection of the body, bones and joints is comfortable.

The bones crunched, and some deformations and dislocations of the vertebrae of the body columns and vertebrae were all returned to their original positions in the course of repeated movements.

Blood vessels, meridians, and nerves are full of vitality, coordinating the operation of the five internal organs, eliminating all kinds of diseases in the body over and over again, removing filth and pollution.

Looking at the new aura born from drinking in his body, he gradually entered the dantian, and after converging with the previous rigid qi and completely condensing and forming, he no longer used his strength to absorb energy repeatedly as he did in the normal cultivation process, and directly disconnected the guidance of the rigid qi.

In the end, Wang Lin stopped his movements, trembled on tiptoe a few times, and then he was considered to have finished his work.

It's different from other people's unlimited practice day and night.

Wang Lin absorbed the aura of the liquor, and he no longer planned to rely on himself to absorb and gather qi little by little to strengthen his strength.

He had tried before, and he had practiced hard all day, and he had not stopped for twelve hours, and the strength he had grown was not even comparable to half a tael of good wine.

Bypassing the main area of the Scripture Pavilion, Wang Lin came to a meditation area dedicated to his disciples resting and reading books.

Deliberately took the bottle with the worst quality of the pill from the several Bigu Danyu bottles on the table, opened the stopper, and poured out a few large pieces.

Although these jade bottles are all Bigu Dan, the materials, production methods, and effects are completely different.

Except for the worst bottle of elixir, the other bottles were labeled with all kinds of tall and mysterious names.

When Wang Lin first came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he didn't even dare to eat these Bigu pills indiscriminately, for fear that he would take the wrong medicine.

Although Wang Lin hadn't gone to Gu Xianyun, this junior sister had to come to see him every once in a while, if she had anything to say to her.

It was also under her introduction that Wang Lin understood the difference between these Bigu Dan:

There are three main types of Bigu Dan used in Chunyang Palace: Zao Dan, Huangjing Dan and Ming Shou Dan.

Among them, the best effect is Ming Shou Dan, after taking it, there will be no more worries about the reincarnation of grains within half a year.

The word Ming Shou is an allusion to the sentence "the god of the qi eater is longevity", although it is a pill, it is comparable to the spirit of the monk in the foundation building period, and the effect of convincing and despairing.

Even if you count the Bigu Dan in the entire cultivation realm, this Ming Shou Dan can be regarded as one of the best.

Huang Jing Dan is the most common pill taken by low-level disciples.

It is mixed with Rehmannia rehmannia, Polygonatum polygonatum multiflori, Polygonum multiflori, wolfberry, Tianmai mendong, chrysanthemum, Poria cocos, Atractylodes macrocephalus, pine nuts, etc., and is refined by fire.

Although it can be swallowed to Bigu, compared with Ming Shou Dan, its effect is very short, but it has no effect in ten years.

And jujube pill is the lowest one.

How low?

As long as you follow this recipe, even if you don't use mana to refine it, you can imitate it by giving it to the medicine shop in the mortal world.

When Gu Xianyun talked about this jujube pill, he looked disdainful, and he didn't think it was a serious elixir at all, saying that this jujube pill was just used for the disciples who were beginners in alchemy.

It can be made by simply blending the aura into red dates, sesame seeds, black soybeans, chestnuts, walnut meat, honey and wine.

If you put it on the tip of your tongue, you can only do it for three days without eating.

Moreover, this jujube pill cannot be swallowed directly, it needs to be held in the mouth all the time, and the swallowing liquid can be taken from time to time in order to have the effect of bigu, and it will involve the mind when cultivating, which is quite inconvenient to use.

Gu Xianyun also persuaded him to take Ming Shou Dan at the beginning, anyway, the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion would not pick the door, and would not deduct this basic resource, and he could eat as much as he wanted in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

It is also said that the white and translucent Ming Shou Dan, as soon as it is put into the tip of the tongue, it will turn into a breath of fresh air, and it will burrow into the stomach along the esophagus, and there will be no taste, as if it contains a breath of fresh air in the body, which will not disappear for a hundred days, and will not affect the cultivation at all.

But Wang Lin doesn't care so much, with jujube pills, why does he want to eat that belly of northwest wind?

This jujube pill is so rich in materials, just hearing the words honey, jujube, sesame, and chestnut, you know that this elixir is not unpalatable, and it makes people appetite.

And the amount is sufficient, compared to the mountains of jujube pills in the warehouse in the door, the amount he eats these days is simply a drop in the middle, and he doesn't care what the correct dosage is, just like eating hawthorn pills, just chew and swallow it, and eat it as much as he wants.

Anyway, according to what Gu Xianyun said, except for him, there is no one in the entire Pure Yang Palace who is willing to take this pill.

After eating a few large chestnut, red dates, sesame seeds, and honey pills, the warm current in Wang Lin's body also flowed for a while.

While chewing, he walked to the inexhaustible water tank next to him, picked up the water scoop, and drank the water.

The whole person suddenly felt refreshed, his whole body was shaken, and there was a faint sound of breaking sound between raising his hands and feet.