Chapter 16: The Five Layers of Qi Refining
The real importance of this preaching cave is this attic.
And with Han Changlin's cultivation, now he can only enter this first layer.
However, as soon as Han Changlin entered the first layer, he was instantly dumbfounded.
I saw that in this first layer, as far as the eye could see, a rough estimate showed that there were at least dozens of iron and wood frames, and each iron and wood frame had six layers above and below, and they were all full of various jade slips.
Randomly took down a jade slip from the nearest iron and wood shelf.
"Huh? This is. ”
Han Changlin put the jade slip on his forehead and took a cursory look.
It was found that this was actually a talisman that recorded a kind of talisman called "Divine Walking Talisman".
The runes in this jade slip only recorded the name and efficacy, and the formula or something was blocked by a forbidden force.
Putting down the rune of the "Shenxing Fu", Han Changlin picked up another rune and found that it was another rune named "Jingang Fu".
"It seems that this piece should be the method of making the talisman, but there is no hint next to this iron and wood frame, and I don't know if it is intentional, or?"
With some doubts in his heart, Han Changlin put the talisman of the "Golden Gang Fu" back in place, and then walked directly towards the last three ironwood frames on the left.
"Mixed Element - Physical Strength? I didn't expect the Imperial Spirit Sect to collect such exercises. ”
Han Changlin came to the last three iron and wood frames, picked up a jade slip at random, and pasted it on his forehead, but after seeing the name of this exercise, he thought with some surprise.
This exercise is in the world of cultivating immortals, and it can be said that everyone knows it.
Of course, this is not to say how powerful this exercise is, on the contrary, it is sold in various shops that sell it.
And after the monk cultivates, there will only be about one-third of the mana of the average monk in his body, and the most important thing is that the mana he cultivates is weak, no matter what magic weapon is used to urge, he is naturally weaker than others.
And this exercise does not have any advantages except that the speed of cultivation is faster than that of the ordinary Five Elements Basic Exercises.
The Mixed Yuan - Body Skill was of no use, and after putting it down, Han Changlin turned to look at the next jade slip.
Golden Illusion Earth Trick.
Escape the wind.
Little Shadow Trick.
Fire Tips.
......
Han Changlin - Even after reading thirteen or forty jade simple exercises, he didn't find what he wanted.
And his face also changed from the initial expectation to an unconcealed disappointment, obviously none of the exercises he saw wanted were there.
"Huh? Keep the heart and strengthen the yuangong. ”
Placing a jade slip on his forehead, Han Changlin looked at it carefully.
Han Changlin looked depressed:
"It's a pity, it's a pity. This exercise is not bad, but after a man practices this exercise, he can't get close to a woman, and if he accidentally breaks his body, the mana of his whole body will belong to the other party. ”
However, the next moment, Han Changlin seemed to have thought of something, and the frustration on his face disappeared, and it became very strange:
"This exercise can't be created by that sect, right?"
The more he thought about it, the more Han Changlin felt that this was the case, otherwise, who would create such exercises for ordinary people.
Isn't this a wedding dress for people?
You must know that in the immortal cultivation realm, there are no less than ten kinds of secret medicines that Han Changlin knows that can directly cause the monk to fall into a coma.
And if a monk cultivates this kind of exercise, it's okay if others don't know about it, but if it is known by someone with a heart, won't it become a moving fragrant bait? Sooner or later, it will be planted in the hands of others.
After letting go of the Guarding Heart and Strengthening Yuan Gong, Han Changlin continued to check the jade slips on the ironwood frame.
Time passes.
In the blink of an eye, Han Changlin had already finished reading the exercises on the two iron and wooden frames, but he still hadn't found the exercises he wanted.
He thought that he really couldn't do it, so he continued to practice with his "Forging Fire Technique". ”
The "Forging Fire Technique" can be said to be quite good, and the most important thing is that it is extremely complete, and it can be cultivated all the way to the peak of qi refining.
Yes, after turning around, Han Changlin had little interest.
Then, for some reason, he turned to the ironwood frame in the middle of the attic on the first floor.
I saw that this iron-wood frame was different from the others, there were only three layers, and there were only three jade slips placed on each layer.
Seeing this, Han Changlin took one of them at random and put it on his forehead and looked at it carefully.
"Huh? This is the Dan prescription of the Qi Gathering Pill? ”
Surprised, Han Changlin put the jade slip that recorded the Qi Gathering Pill back in its place, and took a jade slip from the side and pasted it on his forehead.
"This is Bigu Pill, Quicking Pill, Heling Pill, eh? This is the Beast Spirit Pill? ”
Han Changlin picked up the jade slips one by one, and suddenly found that the Danfang of the Beast Spirit Pill was actually inside, and his eyes couldn't help but be happy.
You must know that there are not many beast spirit pills on his body, and he has obtained the Danfang at this moment, and after he goes back, he can refine it if he finds an opportunity.
After grabbing it in his hand at the moment, Han Changlin hurriedly began to rummage again.
In the end, I found the Danfang at the bottom of the iron-wood frame.
Then seeing that there was not much time, Han Changlin had no intention of staying, so he simply walked towards the attic.
As soon as he came out of the attic, Uncle Zeng seemed to have sensed something, raised his head lazily, and looked this way.
Seeing this, Han Changlin hurriedly came to Uncle Zeng in three steps and two steps, handed over two jade slips and said;
"Uncle Zeng, my nephew didn't find what I liked, I only found two pills, I don't know if I can make a copy."
"Naturally, you can, but because the jade slip made here is not in the scope of free, yes, you need to pay two spirit stones, of course, this is because you are a new outer disciple, if you need to go to the preaching cave to find something else in the future, you need to use it to contribute points."
When Uncle Zeng heard this, he laughed, and took the jade slip handed over by Han Changlin.
After almost half a burnt incense, Han Changlin finally walked out of the preaching cave and headed towards his residence.
……
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, half a year is approaching.
On this day, in the room where Han Changlin lived, there was a sudden burst of laughter.
I saw it leap up from the bed, and then landed firmly on the ground, raising its head and laughing.
At this time, his hair was scattered, his clothes were full of wrinkles, and there was even a faint sour smell on his body, and his cultivation had already broken through to the fifth layer of qi refining.
It's no wonder that Han Changlin is like this, and he is naturally very happy to make a breakthrough in cultivation.
In the past six months, Han Changlin rarely stepped out of his courtyard.
However, just like that, he finally succeeded in cultivating the fifth layer of the Fire Forging Technique.
After a long time, after the happy look on Han Changlin's face gradually faded, he discovered that something was wrong with his body.
Immediately frowned, walked straight out of the door, and came to the well in the courtyard.
He divided his clothes by two, and after pouring a few buckets of water from head to toe, his body suddenly became refreshed.
Han Changlin shook his wet hair, picked up the storage bag from the ground, took out a cleaning charm, and used his mana to hit the clothes on the ground.
In an instant, the clothes on the floor became clean in an instant, without a trace of wrinkles and the smell of sourness.