The outer gate is held as scheduled. This is the prosperous era of Qingxumen once every ten years.

But this excitement does not belong to Han Lin.

Murong Yu came to look for him early in the morning and said that he wanted to go together.

Walking on the road, everyone's face was beaming with joy. Quite a few still have weapons in their hands.

Murong Yu was in good spirits, shaking his fists while walking, full of liveliness. For the sake of the outer door competition, he has made a lot of preparations.

"Hmph. There will be a good show to watch in a while. I have to let those who used to look down on me see how good I am now. Murong Yu said quickly, and his fist swung faster.

Han Lin walked slowly. He was not in a hurry, and he still had a bun in his hand. It is fragrant, attracting curious glances from passers-by. I want to see who is still so leisurely today.

Looking at these two people, they exuded the fluctuations of cultivation in the middle stage of Qi cultivation. Coupled with Han Lin's outstanding appearance. I probably know the identities of the two of them.

He secretly said in his heart: "This dog and a horse are also going to participate in the outer door competition? If it weren't for Young Master Li's appreciation, would they be able to have them today? Forget it, the dog is very reckless and has a dirty mouth, so don't be troublesome. ”

subconsciously stayed away from them in disgust.

In fact, a few days ago, Han Lin had already cultivated to the ninth level of the Qi cultivation period.

There is only one step left to reach the Great Perfection of Qi Training. And all this, it took him only five years. Counting the dream space, it's only ten years.

That's a terrifying speed.

But the hardships of cultivation are known only to him.

"Hey. I sit in such a blessed place as the dream space. In the middle, he continued to take pills, and the spirit stones spent on daily cultivation were at least tens of thousands. It's really an inferior spiritual root, and the qualifications are too poor. Fortunately, I have a good understanding and I didn't encounter a bottleneck when I broke through, otherwise it would be more troublesome. ”

If it were someone else, ten thousand spirit stones would definitely not be enough. For example, Murong Yu, because of his bad heart, encountered a bottleneck in the second layer of qi training and was stuck.

So qualification is really the first element of cultivation.

Most of the monks have poor qualifications, lack resources, and have a limited lifespan. It often took thirty or forty years to barely cultivate to the seventh or eighth level of Qi cultivation. At this time, I have to be distracted again and start preparing to build the foundation.

The monks of the Yue Kingdom all know that there is a foundation building, but they cannot build a foundation.

This made the monks flock to Tsukidan and regarded it as a treasure.

The old medicine boy was coaxed and killed by Han Lin with the Zhuji Dan Dan Fang.

Han Lin wanted to impact the Great Perfection realm of the Qi Cultivation Period. Because if you build the foundation with Dzogchen, your strength will be stronger than that of a monk who builds a foundation in the later stage.

It will also be easier to hit the Jindan period in the future.

Moreover, Han Lin had an intuition that it would not be too difficult for him to impact the Great Perfection Realm of Qi Cultivation by himself. Because his state of mind was so complete, he didn't feel the slightest pressure to break through the bottleneck of the ninth layer.

"I just don't know why, every time I use my exercises to impact the Great Perfection of Qi Training, I always see the face of the third lady of the Liu family in a large number of illusory figures. ”

At first, he thought it was wrong. But the more times he hit Dzogchen, the more clearly he could see that face.

It was a face full of indifference to the immortals.

"It shouldn't be. He felt that even the foxy face of the fourth lady who had escaped would be fine. With that kind of appearance and figure, if you turn into a demon, it is possible to subtly confuse yourself.

It shouldn't be a handsome third lady who didn't say a few words.

This discovery made Han Lin uneasy. He vaguely felt that something was wrong.

He's a cautious man. I thought about it many times, but I couldn't find the answer to my question.

When he arrived at the venue, Han Lin realized for the first time that there were so many people in Qingxu Gate.

Hundreds of rings were set up at the scene at one time. The further you go in the middle, the bigger the ring. Even a few laps inside, a defensive array that Han Lin had never seen before.

However, there are more defensive circles that he has never seen.

The crowd is surging, and the crowd is crowded.

"Wow, Senior Brother Han, there are so many senior brothers from the Inner Gate!" Murong Yu habitually touched his chin and watched in surprise as many red-clothed Zhuji monks flew around in the sky.

Han Lin said, "Don't you know, this time it is the Hundred Medicine Peak lineage who is in charge of the Outer Gate Dabi. There were more than 20 registered disciples alone! Not to mention that their Hundred Medicine Peak family had a great cause, and they spent a lot of spirit stones to call their fellow disciples to help. Look, look!"

As soon as the words ended, everyone looked at the sky and cheered. Murong Yu also followed the crowd and stretched his neck long. I saw that the familiar white dragon carriage flew from the sky.

"Wow!" Murong Yu didn't see the scene of Li Xiao riding in the car. Many people in the sect are also seeing each other for the first time. They all exclaimed in unison.

Elder Li was wearing a golden Taoist robe and had a kind face, and got off the car.

As soon as he entered, it marked the official start of the outer gate competition.

Under the guidance of the red-clothed disciple, Li Changfeng sat on the high platform. Beside him, there were three personal disciples sitting on the left and right, namely: Miaoshou Rejuvenation Situ Kong, Qiao Tianxing Song Lin, and Little Fire God Zhan Bailie.

There was also one who sat at the very end. Wearing an emerald green brocade long skirt with a little powder on her face, it was Lin Wan'er.

It turned out that this Lin Wan'er was Elder Li's concubine.

Han Lin was a little distracted. When he first saw her and heard her say the word "Dan Furnace" to the weasel, he should have thought of it.

After all, Li Changfeng is the peak master of the Hundred Medicine Peak.

"Huh. People are ugly. Thinking of Lin Wan'er, a woman who loves beauty so much, but in the end she committed herself to an old man covered in white spots as a concubine. I guess because of this, she loves beauty more and more!"

Looking from afar, I saw that Li Changfeng's face and arms were full of vitiligo-like patches, and some places were already blackened. It's like a wall ash mixed with thin mud brushed up, and it looks terrifying.

Han Lin stood in the crowd, looking at the old man on the stage, with mixed feelings and conflicted emotions in his heart.

Everyone knows that the white spots on Elder Li Changfeng's body are because of the poison of Ziyunfeng.

Li Changfeng's Jin Dan cultivation is profound, and his mana is profound, and ordinary poison can't help him. He was poisoned specifically for the purpose of cultivating the "Kurong Dafa", and he made himself look like this ghost.

The "Kurong Dafa" is a high-grade wood system exercise. Pay attention to the combination of virtual and real, yin and yang, life and death side by side.

The monks who can achieve Jindan are all people with superb intelligence and talent.

This Li Changfeng is naturally not bad. He called Liu Chunjun. He is a famous ghost talent sent by the Seven Great Sects of the Yue Kingdom. The cultivation of a wooden road is unfathomable. He is also a medicine master.

After hundreds of years of research, he actually comprehended the method of "combining medicine and poison" with medicine.

With the help of Ziyunfeng and Wan Liuchun, cultivating the "Kurong Dafa" is simply twice the result with half the effort.

But only Lin Wan'er, who was sitting at the bottom, knew.

Why is this Li Changfeng's husband and wife incompatible, and why would he accept himself as a concubine.

Among them, it is sour, not enough for outsiders.

This purple cloud wind is the bee venom extracted from the second-level demon beast purple cloud bee. When the attack started, Brother Jindan was also in unbearable pain. Li Changfeng often rolled on the ground in pain, and his internal organs were like sharp knives. The whole body is cold, like cold marrow invading the body, goosebumps all over the body, and I can't help but make people want to scratch and stop itching.

What's worse is that it will grow white spots all over the body.

The white spots also have carapaces like fish scales attached to them, and secrete yellow, fishy-smelling juice.

As a concubine, Lin Wan'er often had to wait on the side when Li Changfeng was poisonous, specifically for him to tickle and relieve pain. Often, after one game, the nails of both fingernails are covered with bloody scabs and flesh sludge that have been cut off.

No matter how beautiful the clothes are, they are full of white skin and earthy yellow juice.

At the same time, it is accompanied by a lingering fishy smell, as if you have been soaked in a dung pit.

It's disgusting.

Elder Li was often naked, revealing shriveled muscles all over his body. His chest, back, arms, and thighs were covered in blood. Let Lin Wan'er want to vomit when she sees it.

But she didn't dare. You have to smile on your face.

Once Elder Li was tickled, he felt that his whole body was transparent. Looking at the lovely person in front of him, he was even more lustful and couldn't wait.

What he likes the most is to tickle him while loving him. The harder you work, the better, it's best to scrape off all the meat, it's so refreshing that it's almost making him fly.

Every time she thought of this, Lin Wan'er felt that life was worse than death. It's even more enchanted, thinking of that man's goodness.

Although his cultivation is not high, he is not handsome. But every time you meet, you must be well-dressed. He held himself in his arms. His eyes were so soft and full of loyal sympathy.

His will is so strong.

Never yells at pain.

And the flesh is so honest.

The lower body was against her, as hard as the "iron lion" he played.

Her face flushed with a sickly flush, like a fire in hell, burning her body and soul.

Han Lin didn't know what Lin Wan'er thought.

He only knew that it was not enough to relieve itching and pain. This purple cloud wind is poisonous after all.

If you want to suppress the Purple Cloud Wind, you need to take a large amount of Innocent Chalcedony Pills.

The Dan Fang of the Innocent Chalcedony Pill, Han Lin also knew it.

"Chalcedony mushroom is the main medicine. It can be refined by supplementing with tribulus terrestris, grass flax, Sophora sophora, Dafengzi, etc. After taking it, it can relieve the pain when the purple cloud wind erupts. At the same time, it eliminates the virulence of the purple cloud wind. ”

Yes, chalcedony mushroom.

A large amount of chalcedony mushroom.

Every time he thought of this, the corners of Han Lin's mouth couldn't help but hang a charming smile.

"Those who talk less can live longer. Especially people with secrets. ”

All the secrets in this world are interesting...... And behind this fun, only a pair of eyes like Han Lin are missing to discover and appreciate.

Of course, Han Lin knew that he could replace chalcedony mushroom with hundred-year-old red huzhi and chalcedony fruit.

He knocked on the side of many pharmacies and found that it was indeed his exclusive recipe secret book, as the old medicine boy said.

The poor old medicine boy died because of this.

I don't know what kind of crazy person he is, so he would whimsically want to "poison" a Jindan monk.

"Maybe. Mother didn't dare to hope in her life that she could become a monk like Elder Li. Han Lin has been waiting for this day for several years. He was willing, and kept waiting.

Thinking of this, Han Lin buried his head.

There was a strange light in his eyes.