At this time, the injuries on Lin Cong's body were completely invisible.

The clothes on his body have been changed, and the original bloodstained clothes have probably been discarded.

The depression in his chest has also been completely repaired, and it is no longer as horrible as before.

The current Lin Cong, except that his body has returned to the burly and fierce way before, is no longer much different from ordinary monks.

After a month and a half of recuperation.

He has fully recovered.

Looking at Lin Cong in front of him, He Song's eyes flashed.

"Psic!"

He Song looked at it at a glance and found that Lin Cong's cultivation in front of him was still at the third level of Qi cultivation, and he had not broken through to the middle stage of Qi training.

After a month's time, He Song had already cultivated the two basic spells to the point where they could be used normally without losing their power.

Spiritual Eye Technique, Sound Transmission Technique, He Song has mastered all of them at this moment.

Therefore, when he met Lin Cong, He Song subconsciously used the Spirit Eye Technique, wanting to take a look at Lin Cong's cultivation at this moment.

"Congratulations to Daoyou on recovering from his injuries, please." A flash of inspiration flashed, and He Song opened his mouth and smiled.

When neighbors came to visit him, He Song naturally would not refuse people thousands of miles away.

Open the door.

Invite Lin Cong into the house and sit down.

He Song's family also has nothing to entertain guests.

Therefore, he could only take out the tea set given to him by Wei Fan and make a pot of tea for Lin Cong.

He Song did not know the quality of the tea.

But come to think of it, the tea given to him by a master in the late stage of Qi cultivation like Wei Fan is definitely not ordinary tea.

It should be more than enough to entertain a monk like Lin Cong who cultivates three levels of qi.

"Good tea, Taoist friends will enjoy life." After tasting it lightly, the sound of appreciation came out of Lin Cong's mouth.

Hearing this, He Song raised his eyebrows.

What is the ...... It seems that he has said it in front of Wei Fan before.

But I just don't know if Lin Cong really thinks this tea is good, or if he can't taste it at all, so he shouts there.

Pour Lin Cong another cup of tea.

He Song shook his head and put the thoughts in his heart away.

What's in charge of him is just a pot of tea.

"The quality of this tea, but I don't know, but the tea set and tea are all given by a senior, the cold room is simple, and the only thing that can be taken is this pot of tea, and I hope that Taoist friends don't mind."

Tea, for sure, is good tea.

Tea set is definitely a good tea set.

The late-stage Qi cultivation cultivator was sent out casually, but for a early-stage Qi cultivation cultivator like He Song, it could be regarded as a great opportunity.

Although He Song didn't know the price of this tea and tea set, it would definitely not be low.

Saying this, he just wanted to arouse Lin Cong's curiosity and make him ask who the seniors in his mouth were.

Once Lin Cong asked, He Song could take the opportunity to tell the fact that he had a friend who was a late-stage Qi cultivation cultivator, so that Lin Cong in front of him knew that he also had a backstage.

The fate of the person who had entered Lin Cong's house a month ago flashed in his mind, and a trace of vigilance flashed in He Song's eyes.

These blood-licking loose cultivators are too dangerous for themselves.

If I can't make them jealous, I'm afraid I'll be scared in the future.

"Oh? Was it a gift from a senior? Dare to ask Daoyou, what kind of cultivation is that senior? Sure enough, after hearing He Song's words, Lin Cong suddenly exclaimed.

"Seven layers of Qi training."

“......”

A moment later, He Song personally sent Lin Cong out of the house.

At this time, Lin Cong's attitude towards He Song has obviously changed a lot.

Originally, He Song felt that although Lin Cong was polite to himself, it was only because of the set of clothes on his body, and he just wanted not to offend.

But now, when he learned that he had a backstage in the late stage of Qi training, Lin Cong was already in a state of wanting to make friends with He Song.

It's not terrible to be single as an insider of Xianfang.

The scary thing is that this man still has a backstage.

Who dares to guarantee that He Song can invite that monk in the late stage of Qi cultivation to help?

If something happens to someone like that, it can really help.

With such thoughts, Lin Cong's attitude towards He Song changed, and it was naturally natural.

watched Lin Cong leave.

He Song turned around and closed the door.

Sitting back at the table, He Song picked up the still warm tea and silently poured himself a cup.

"Backstage and identity? It's just the moon in the mirror, and the only thing you can rely on is yourself. ”

Sitting at the table, He Song did not have any smug look on his face.

Even if Lin Cong was impressed by himself because he moved out of the backstage, He Song did not have any gains.

He knows.

Backstage, identity, these things are all virtual.

Only one's own cultivation is what can really straighten one's waist.

There is a possibility that the background will no longer be in touch with you if it is not pleasing to the eye.

It is also possible to be deprived of identity by Xianfang.

But as long as one's self-cultivation is improved, it is an eternal improvement, and no one can take it away.

However, despite thinking so, He Song was also a little satisfied with his behavior just now.

A person like Lin Cong who licks blood from the knife edge.

If he didn't give the other party some deterrence, He Song wouldn't even feel at ease when he was cultivating at home.

Only by letting the other party know that they are not easy to mess with, will the other party not have some unnecessary careful thoughts about themselves.

If you think about it this way.

He Song's purpose was also achieved.

From the changes in Lin Cong's attitude towards himself before and after his arrival, it can be understood that Lin Cong will most likely not be careful about himself.

The worries of the heart are gone.

He Song took a big sip of tea.

Immediately after that, today's cultivation began.

......

And so the days passed.

He Song lived a very regular life.

After the morning cultivation was over, he went out to the spiritual field to perform the spiritual rain technique for half an hour.

Then go home and meditate to restore the spiritual power in the body.

If there is anything, after recovering the spiritual power in the body, I will go out.

If there is nothing to do, He Song will occasionally go to the Lingjian Pavilion to chat with Wei Fan and drink tea, or go to the Lingyao Pavilion to chat with Meng Guan and drink tea.

In addition to this, He Song immersed himself in cultivation every day.

Time flies.

Tempus fugit.

In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.

In five years, He Song has lived a very stable life.

There is no evil cultivator intercepting and killing.

There are no natural or man-made disasters.

There is no sect war.

Everything was calm.

It's just that He Song can occasionally learn some secrets from Wei Fan's mouth.

For example, a certain casual cultivator bought something in the immortal fang, and was besieged and killed by the evil cultivator as soon as he left the immortal fang.

For example, who was not willing to be ordinary, resigned from his position in Xianfang, and went towards Qingyuan Xiancheng, but lost his trace halfway through.

For example, someone found a precious vein in a certain place, which attracted countless families to fight for it, and in the end, it was the Houtu Sect that came forward to take this vein.

All kinds of secrets gave He Song a deeper understanding of the current immortal cultivation world.

And He Song's cultivation has also broken through from the original level of qi cultivation to the current level of qi training.

He Song, who was sitting on the futon, let out a long breath, and his eyes flashed with inspiration.

Having just broken through to the third layer of Qi training, He Song couldn't control the surging spiritual power in his body for a while.

As a result, a trace of spiritual power escaped from his eyes, and only then did the scene of the flash of spiritual light appear in his eyes.

"The third layer of Qi training, the next step is to accumulate spiritual power and break through the bottleneck in the middle stage of Qi training."

Feeling the spiritual power in his body that was much stronger than before, a smile flashed in He Song's eyes.

The spiritual power increased again, allowing He Song to manage more spiritual fields.

The more spiritual fields he manages, the more spirit stones He Song can earn.