Injustice Mountain, Medicine King Palace.

In one of the side rooms of the side hall, Beihe was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, and he was caught in a breath.

Half a year has passed since he took the Tongmai Pill.

In the side hall, in addition to him, there was also Zhu Zilong sitting cross-legged beside him, also with his eyes closed, and he fell into breathing.

Opposite the two, the horse-faced man who looked to be in his forties with a bulging forehead was looking at the two of them coldly.

"Hoo ......"

I don't know how long it took, but the two Beihe who were in a breath of breath opened their eyes.

"How!"

At this moment, I only heard the horse-faced man ask.

"Qi seniors, juniors can already run the Four Elephant Gong in the body for a week, and at the same time, they can also sense the existence of spiritual energy, and absorb it through the veins and transform it into mana. I only heard Zhu Zilong speak first.

"What about you!" the horse-faced man looked at Beihe.

"Qi seniors, juniors can also operate the Four Elephant Gong in the body for a week, but when absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, most of the aura of heaven and earth always dissipates in the vein, so that only a small amount of the mana transformed by the aura can enter the dantian. "North River Road.

Hearing this, the horse-faced man frowned, and then this person stretched out his hands and grabbed Zhu Zilong and Beihe's wrists. At this time, the two of them felt a wave of mana, which followed their arms, drilled into their bodies, and finally came to the position of the dantian.

And when he looked at the weak and pitiful little mana in the dantian of the two, the horse-faced man's brows furrowed even deeper.

It wasn't until a long time had passed that the man sighed and let go of their hands.

Looking at the look on his face, Beihe and the others smiled bitterly in their hearts.

Half a year ago, they survived the pain of opening the meridians with the Tongmai Pill nine times in their lives, and they thought that they would embark on the path of cultivation from now on, but they didn't expect that this path of cultivation also had a talent gap.

Monks, there is a spiritual root in the body that can absorb spiritual energy, and through various breathing exercises, the spiritual energy can be easily converted into mana and stored in the dantian.

But the two of them are martial artists, although through the acquired way, a meridian in the body can barely be opened and turned into a spiritual root that can absorb spiritual energy, but the effect of absorption and transformation is completely inferior to the innate spiritual root.

The two of them are like congenital disabilities, who have been fitted with two clumsy prostheses the day after tomorrow, although they can walk, how can they compare with normal people.

The Four Elephant Gong is a high-level cultivation method, which is more than one grade higher than the basic methods such as the "Soul Transformation Technique" and the "Breathing Heavenly Book" that the disciples who first entered the Ungong Mountain practiced. Exercises of this level similar to the Four Elephant Gong are all practiced by some disciples with status.

And in order to verify whether Beihe and Zhu Zilong, two people who have embarked on the path of cultivation through acquired means, have the qualifications and potential to cultivate, the horse-faced man passed this technique directly to them.

It's just that from the current point of view, Beihe and the two are obviously Adou who can't be supported, and no matter how good the exercises are, it's just a waste.

"Senior, the two of us will definitely do our best to cultivate, and strive to reach the realm of condensation in a short period of time. At this time, I only heard Zhu Zilong's expression firm.

Beihe didn't say anything about this, but the horse-faced man in front of the two of them mocked: "Condensing qi is heavy, no matter how stupid I am in the mountains of unfairness, you can reach this step in three or two months, and the two of you are cultivating the Four Elephant Gong, plus taking pills, you can't condense mana into qi in the dantian for half a year, it's just two pieces of stinky and thin shit." ”

Regarding the sarcasm of the horse-faced man, Beihe and the others lowered their heads, and no one dared to object.

The horse-faced man took a deep breath, as if sighing to himself, "It seems that this method really doesn't work, even if you can barely transform the meridians into spiritual roots, you are doomed to not be able to go far along the way of cultivation." ”

Thinking about it, if you can use this method to transform every mortal into a monk, then you can create a steady stream of monks.

Mrs. Hao spent a huge price, and it took more than ten years to find dozens of precious elixirs, which allowed him to refine a furnace of Tongmai Pill.

And if these dozens of elixirs are used on other disciples of the Injustice Mountain, it may be possible to make the Injustice Mountain have more than ten more disciples in the Transformation Yuan Period.

In the past six months, the horse-faced man wanted to see if the monk he had personally created would surprise him because of his curiosity. It's just that half a year has passed, and he has been completely disappointed, and since then he has lost interest in Beihe and the two.

The two people in front of him, after taking the Tongmai Pill, couldn't even reach the first weight of the Nine Layers of Qi Condensation, and he didn't know what words to use to scold people.

As for Mrs. Hao's son, he also took the Tongmai Pill half a year ago and opened up a meridian in his body. In the past six months, he learned from Mrs. Hao that with countless elixirs and the assistance of good exercises, the young man named Tian Ying had broken through to the realm of condensation and qi.

The dual realm of condensation is really too low.

There are nine phases of condensation, after which it is the metamorphosis period. The disciples of the Qi Condensation Period grabbed a lot of Qi in the Injustice Mountain, and wasted so many precious medicinal materials to create three Qi Condensation Stage Cultivators, the best of which was a double Qi Condensation Sect, and the other two were even more unable to reach the Qi Condensation One Heavy, which I am afraid will make many people laugh at him that the Medicine King is an idiot.

Looking at the two Beihe in front of him, the horse-faced man's eyes narrowed slightly.

These two people are mortals, and if he catches mortals to test the medicine, if it is spread, it will inevitably cause turmoil, although it will not cause too much trouble, but there will always be some small troubles, so the best way is to kill these two people, anyway, these two people are not of great use, and it is a waste of money to keep them.

But after pondering for a long time, the horse-faced man still shook his head and said, "Starting tomorrow, you two will be the two registered disciples of my Medicine King Palace." ”

"This ......"

Beihe and Zhu Zilong looked at each other, and then looked at the horse-faced man and said with ecstasy: "Thank you, senior." ”

"Thank me......" the horse-faced man pouted, "I'm afraid you two won't thank me then." ”

"Feng Tianqu will come to you two tomorrow, and you two will obey him for everything. ”

After dropping a sentence, the horse-faced man Huo Ran got up.

The reason why he left Beihe and the others was just for the last bit of hope in his heart, so he let Beihe and the two fend for themselves in the Unjust Mountain.

However, just as the horse-faced man was about to step out of the door, the man turned around again, "By the way, you two can't let anyone know that you are mortal warriors, there are rules in my monk world, and monks are not allowed to meddle in mortal affairs." If the two of you are going to leak the secret......"

At this point, the horse-faced man's eyes showed a touch of murderous intent that seemed to be substantial.

At the moment when they made eye contact with this person, Beihe and the two of them trembled, and they lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look at the horse-faced man's gaze again.