"Come with me. ”

The old man glanced at Lin Zhuo strangely again, and then turned around and walked towards the ancestral hall.

When Lin Zhuo heard this, he hurriedly followed, and did not forget to bring the barrel full of spiritual blood on the table.

It was the first time for Lin Zhuo to enter this ancestral hall, and for some reason, she felt as if there were two worlds inside and outside the ancestral hall.

Outside the ancestral hall, the stars are scarce, and the insects are singing everywhere, and they are full of vitality.

The ancestral hall is dim and cold, and you can hear the needles dropping.

The rows of oil lamps on the table could not dispel the darkness here, but the shadows under the shaking of the oil lamps added a bit of weirdness.

Lin Zhuo couldn't help but clench the long sword in his hand, followed closely behind the old man, and peeked at the many rankings high on the offering table from time to time, but he couldn't see the names on it clearly in the dark.

The old man seemed to be accustomed to this place, and took Lin Zhuo around the front hall and came to a small room.

There was nothing in the room, a dilapidated wooden table, a bed that could only sleep one person.

An oil lamp burned quietly on the wooden table, and from time to time there was a 'crackling' sound or two.

Lin Zhuo glanced at the old man's rickety back, and there was a wave of admiration in his heart.

The old man pointed to the wooden table, motioned for Lin Zhuo to sit down, and then took the wooden barrel in Lin Zhuo's hand, carefully looked at the transparent liquid in it for a long time, and nodded slightly.

He glanced at Lin Zhuo carefully, and then said, "Yes, looking at the wine you have recently honored the old man, the old man will help you again, are you ready?"

Lin Zhuo nodded silently when he heard this, but the old man reminded again: "Although you don't know why you are so adaptable to this [Jiuyan], if you completely integrate Yan Qi into your own aura, the pain in it is not something that ordinary people can support. ”

Lin Zhuo pouted and said, "Senior, the matter has come to this, do I have any other choice?"

The old man was dumbfounded for a while when he heard this, and only after a long time did he laugh twice, and said: "But it's me who is pretentious, you girl, I really like your temper, but it's a pity..."

Speaking of this, he seemed to remember something, but his voice changed and he got down to business.

"After a while, I will completely cut the Yan Qi in your tendons, you will be aware of them at that time, and then what you have to do is to drink the spiritual blood to protect the heart and veins, and try to wrap those Yan Qi with your own spiritual energy, so that they can be integrated, this process is half a month, and the Duan is three or five days, you have to be mentally prepared. ”

Lin Zhuo's face was cautious, and he memorized every word of the old man's words, and then nodded.

The old man didn't say anything more, turned around and took out a broken bowl with a broken corner missing, scooped out half a bowl of spiritual blood from the wooden barrel next to him, and handed it to Lin Zhuo.

Lin Zhuo glanced down at the transparent and clear spiritual blood with a faint fragrance, then gritted his teeth, and drank it all in one gulp without saying a word.

Seeing this, the old man showed a little appreciation, so he didn't drag it anymore, let Lin Zhuo kneel cross-legged on the bed, and slapped Lin Zhuo's head with a palm of his hand.

Lin Zhuo only felt that a strong spiritual power had consistently entered from Parkway, and compared with his own stream-like spiritual power, this spiritual power was like a great river of the Yangtze River, with a faint sense of sharpness.

Lin Zhuo couldn't help but feel slightly frightened, and hurriedly guarded his mind and realized it carefully.

As soon as the spiritual blood entered the abdomen, it turned into a cool aura, moistening Lin Zhuo's veins, and finally gathered in his left chest, wrapping Lin Zhuo's entire heart.

As soon as the old man's spiritual power entered Lin Zhuo's veins, it was like boiling water dripping into a pot of oil, and countless purple spiritual power appeared out of thin air in the meridians, and the fierce resistance expelled the old man's sharp spiritual power, and the old man retracted his spiritual power in desperation.

As soon as these purple aura squares appeared, Lin Zhuo felt that the pain in his veins was unbearable like a burning fire, and a cold sweat broke out in an instant.

"Keep your mind and do what I just said!"

At the critical moment, the old man's voice was like an initiation, Lin Zhuo gritted his teeth to endure the pain, and slowly mobilized his meager lilac spiritual power to wrap the purple spiritual power.

Unexpectedly, the purple spiritual power turned out to be strong and abnormal, and Lin Zhuo's spiritual power was wrapped in several times, but it was violently rushed away, and it rushed all the way towards the heart vein.

Lin Zhuo snorted, his little face slowly turned pale, and the corners of his mouth slowly oozed a trace of bright red, but his face was still full of determination, and his silver teeth were clenched.

If it weren't for the huge water spirit power in his heart vein, I'm afraid that just this one, Lin Zhuo would have to lose half of his life.

The old man slowly withdrew his palm, glanced at Lin Zhuo with a complicated expression, then sat down at the wooden table next to him, gently closed his eyes and waited.

Lin Zhuo's body was in a mess at this time, the purple spiritual power was really fierce and domineering, Lin Zhuo tried his best, but he couldn't wrap the purple spiritual power.

Seeing that the pain in the meridians is getting stronger and stronger, if it goes on like this, I may not be able to hold it out.

She was ruthless in her heart, and she actually drove her spiritual power to hit the purple spiritual power head-on.

There was a loud 'boom' in her mind, she gritted her teeth and held back, and under careful perception, although her spiritual power fell apart under this impact, the purple spiritual power was also visibly reduced a little.

The reduced part is turning into a spiritual mist, slowly merging into one's aura.

There's a head!

She was overjoyed, and hurriedly concentrated on gathering spiritual power, and half an hour later, she repeated this old technique again, and the effect was remarkable.

.........

One day, two days, five days...

Time passed slowly, and Lin Zhuo on the bed still had his eyes closed, but his face was no longer as pale as it was that day, but his frowning brows were also relaxed.

And the old man had noticed the changes in Lin Zhuo a few days ago, and now he is no longer on the sidelines.

On the seventh day, Lin Zhuo on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and his slightly bright eyes were full of joy.

Although he suffered a lot this time, now that he has refined all this Yan Qi, he has unconsciously let his cultivation cross two levels, directly from the sixth layer of Yuqing to the eighth layer of Yuqing.

Under the great increase in the spiritual power in the meridians, even her senses were much more sensitive, and at this moment, she could clearly hear the sound of the broom driving away the fallen leaves when she watched the floor sweeping outside the ancestral hall.

She was full of joy and wanted to stand up, but unexpectedly, her legs were weak and she almost knelt down, and hurriedly held on to the wooden table beside her.

A violent cramping pain in her abdomen suddenly made her break out in a cold sweat, but when she turned her head, she saw two bowls of white porridge on the table.

After sitting down quickly, I eliminated the porridge in three or two bites, and then I felt a little better.

Although it is said that the Yuqing realm can go without food for half a month, cultivators are also human beings, and in the end, they still need food to meet their daily needs.

After carefully probing his body, he found that there was nothing serious, so he picked up the [Jiuyan] leaning against the table, turned around and walked out of the room, and walked through the ancestral hall to the clearing.

Sure enough, the old man was looking down and sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground.

Lin Zhuo looked up, the morning sun was rising, it was the morning of the day.

The old man straightened up when he was in the news, but he looked at Lin Zhuo with little surprise, as if he knew that Lin Zhuo would wake up at this time.

Lin Zhuo walked quickly in front of the old man, and gave a deep salute: "Thank you seniors for your kindness, Lin Zhuo is unforgettable." ”

The old man chuckled, bypassed Lin Zhuo by himself, continued to sweep the fallen leaves, and said, "What's the matter with the old man, it's your own outstanding talent, and God is also helping you." ”

When Lin Zhuo heard this, he hurriedly said: "If there is no help from my predecessors, I am afraid that I will also end up like the previous holders of [Jiuyan]." ”

When the old man heard this, he stopped what he was doing, turned to look at Lin Zhuo, with a slight hint of satisfaction in his eyes, and said, "I didn't expect that you would be so diligent in Taoism, how do you feel now?"

Lin Zhuoqiao showed an embarrassed expression on her face and replied, "It feels very good." ”

When the old man heard this, his heart turned, and he rubbed his fingers holding the broom slightly, and suddenly said, "Come, let me try." ”

After that, he didn't wait for Lin Zhuo to react, waved the broom in his hand and smashed it head-on at Lin Zhuo.