After a simple conversation, Wang Zhi and the drunkard old man finally understood each other's identities, and Wang Zhi also learned that there were only two of them in this treasure pavilion.

This drunkard, cough! This uncle's surname is Jin, and he is one of the most senior elders in the sect. It's just that the cultivation is not high, barely reaching the fourth layer of the foundation, but this is already an existence beyond the reach of many outer disciples.

Not to mention Wang Zhi, a miscellaneous servant who can't even enter the outer gate.

Not even qualified to be envious!

I heard this uncle say that he grew up in the sect since he was a child, and he was the sole disciple of the previous elder of the Treasure Pavilion, and he had a few treasures for several old objects in this Treasure Pavilion, so he took over this errand.

However, Wang Zhi could see that this Uncle Jin had no feelings for this errand that he had done for decades.

"Senior nephew Wang, Uncle Wang, I'll tell you about hiccup~" Uncle Jin hiccuped, his eyes were hazy, one hand was around Wang Zhi's shoulder, and most of the weight of his body was pressed on his shoulder. If it weren't for the fact that he was so thin that only bones remained, Wang Zhi might have been crushed to the ground.

But Wang Zhi couldn't say anything, so he could only try to stabilize his body and let his shoulders gradually sore.

"Little ...... Xiao Wang to you, although my old Jin is not a genius of cultivation, he is also a foundation-building monk, big and small! But what about the sect? It seems that he has forgotten me, after so many years, which of the other elders is not so rich? But what about me? I can only rely on that little moon worship, and I can't even drink enough wine! You say, isn't the sect not authentic to me?"

"Yes, yes, you're right. Although Wang Zhi was slanderous in his heart, he still followed him.

God knows how much this Elder Jin has drunk, and he won't be able to sober up for a while. And it seems that this elder is so angry that if someone kills him as a miscellaneous servant while he is drunk, he will have nowhere to cry!

"Xiao Wang Zhi, you can do things in this treasure pavilion in the future, just be casual, your Uncle Jin and I are not stingy people. The first floor of this treasure pavilion is full of useless things, if it weren't for the sect still sending someone to check it, I would have given it to you. As for the second floor up, you can't go there. But there's nothing to see on it, you can talk to me on weekdays, drink some wine, and get it right every month, and you can be happy!"

While describing the beautiful life in the future to Wang Zhi, this Uncle Jin's voice slowly softened, and in the end, he collapsed directly on the ground and fell asleep, snoring everywhere.

Wang Zhi looked at the drunken man who fell asleep on the ground and smiled bitterly.

Only then did he finally understand how the handyman had stolen the serpentine grass in the first place.

It's not difficult at all!

But that's fine. At least the work is leisurely, which can leave him more time for cultivation. If you can spend a little more time cultivating, even if it is the practice of cultivating qi, the speed of cultivation and progress will be faster.

Wang Zhi glanced at the sleeping figure again, sighed, and then found a place to sit down cross-legged, ready to cultivate.

"Forget to keep your word, and lower your heart for nothing. Know the ancestors in the movement, who to find if you have nothing to do?...... The mind is still, and God is fully present. Sex holds back the breath and returns to the pill by itself......" The Sanskrit-like chant sounded, echoing in the empty treasure pavilion, and the aftermath lingered.

Wang Zhikou nourishes his qi and decides, pinching the mudra of qi in his hands, emptying his body and mind, in order to achieve the realm of harmony with the Tao as much as possible.

Although his cultivation is not high, the more he is like this, the more he must strive for perfection in his cultivation.

Do not seek merit, but seek no fault.

Soon, the aura in the treasure pavilion began to gather. Although all kinds of spiritual grass and spiritual treasures are wrapped in light curtains, so that the spiritual energy will not be emitted, but this treasure pavilion itself is a place where spiritual energy gathers, so at this time, Wang Zhi's body has already condensed a wisp of milky white spiritual energy.

While Wang Zhi was concentrating on cultivation, the tortoise shell on the shelf on the side, which looked ordinary except for the smoke and fire, suddenly trembled.

I saw that the light curtain that wrapped the tortoise shell rippled, as if something wanted to rush out of it. Soon, the light curtain fluctuated more violently, and even spiderweb-like cracks began to spread outward from it, and the faint clicking sound continued.

Seeing that the light curtain was about to shatter, but at this moment, the tortoise shell stopped trembling, and then the cracks on the light curtain gradually recovered, and soon, it was smooth again.

It looks as if nothing has happened.

It's just that at this time, around Wang Zhi's body, I don't know when there is a wisp of white aura training, although it is not obviously different from other aura, but at a glance, I feel that it is different.

It's like a group of horses mixed with a bloody horse!

I saw that this wisp of aura was abnormally agile, and it rushed into Wang Zhi's body autonomously, without any obstacles, like a fish in water.

From this moment on, Wang Zhi's originally relaxed expression suddenly changed.

The young man's stretched brow tightened at some point, and soon, a look of anxiety, panic, and even despair appeared on his face.

It's just that after despair, when Wang Zhi slowly opened his eyes, he changed to a blank look again.

"It's ...... What's going on?"

He had cultivated well just now, but just when he felt that the spirit seed could no longer absorb more spiritual energy, he was about to disperse the spiritual energy around his body, but a strange spiritual aura suddenly appeared.

This aura was completely out of Wang Zhi's control, as if he had his own thoughts, and as soon as he entered his body, he ran towards the lower dantian.

During this period, Wang Zhi tried various methods, but no matter what he did, he couldn't stop the aura from entering his dantian along the meridians.

This made him panic.

What happens if an uncontrolled aura enters the dantian?

Wang Zhi didn't dare to think about it, among the miscellaneous disciples, he often heard that the people in the place were the most difficult to serve, and if one was unhappy, he would fight the miscellaneous servants.

If you accidentally break the dantian, then this person is useless. After working hard in the sect for so many years, in the end, he couldn't even take away a little cultivation.

Wang Zhi looked at the aura that rushed towards his dantian like a swimming snake, and he couldn't wait to pull it out and shatter the corpse into thousands of pieces!

But even if he smoked from his seven orifices, that aura was still indifferent, and rushed to Wang Zhi's dantian without stopping.

Finished.

The king wanted to weep without tears.

Could it be that all the hard work and cultivation in the past two months have been in vain?

Or is it that he will never be able to set foot on the path of cultivating immortals again in his life?

If he is expelled from the sect, how will he face the village chief and grandfather!

Forehead...... What is it?

Wang Zhi put an end to those pessimistic thoughts for the time being, because he found that the aura had become much calmer after entering his dantian.

The so-called dantian space is actually a place that is difficult to describe. If I had to describe it, it was probably a place full of chaos, invisible and endless.

And as a monk, the absorption of spiritual energy is gathered here. Especially for a monk like Wang Zhi who has cultivated special exercises, there may be something in the dantian.

For example, in Wang Zhi's dantian, in the chaos, a small spiritual energy seed is emitting a faint light, and that spiritual energy is constantly wandering around the spiritual seed at this time, as if it is afraid and guarded.

This is...... What's going on?

Wang Zhi was a little confused, and after trying to control that aura to no avail, he completely let it move freely.

Just kidding, I can't control it, can I tell it not to run around at will, and it will listen to me?

Amusing!

Just when Wang Zhi was thinking wildly, that aura changed again in an unexpected way.

I saw that the aura that had been surrounding the spirit seed seemed to have discovered something, and it had changed from the original wandering to a tentative attack.

This made Wang Zhi's heart that he had just put down lifted.

At this time, the front end of the aura curved slightly, like a python preparing to attack, and its back end was constantly shaking, causing it to constantly swim around the spirit seed.

Wang Zhi's heart is already up and down, if there is something wrong with the spirit seed, although it is better than a broken dantian, but it is always two months of practice, and it is not a joke to go down the drain.

It's just that the aura obviously doesn't understand Wang Zhi's worries, and when the spirit seed spits out the aura, this aura pierces into it one by one!

Wang Zhi was suddenly mourned, thinking that for more than two months, he had been working and cultivating day and night, but he didn't expect it to be such an end.

At this moment, Wang Zhi finally understood why those seniors always said that the world was impermanent, and the future of immortal cultivators was never a smooth road.

Wang Zhi's heart was silently crying, but after a long time, the imaginary scene of the shattering of the spirit seed still did not happen, which made Wang Zhi's heart can't help but give birth to another ray of hope.

Could it be that things are still turning around?

Looking at the spirit seed again, Wang Zhi did not find any obvious changes. The seeds full of aura are still the same as if they were not ingestive, and there are no cracks or anything like that on the surface.

The only gap-like thing appeared when he broke through to the first level of qi refining, in the middle of the spirit seed, like a cat's eye.

However, he had already inquired and understood, this thin line was a sign of a breakthrough in cultivation, and every time the Qi Cultivation Determination broke through one layer, there would be an extra thin line on the spirit seed.

At this time, he tried to absorb a wisp of spiritual energy, but this time the spirit seed was not like before, desperately absorbing it, and even hurting his own vitality.

This time, it directly bounced this wisp of aura away!

This......

Wang Zhi, who saw this situation for the first time, didn't know what to do, but ...... Looking at it like this, it should be a good thing, right?

After observing it again, Wang Zhi didn't have any good ideas, so he could only open his eyes and end this "strange" cultivation.

got up and moved his muscles and bones, Wang Zhi felt no different from usual, but he always felt that something was wrong.

Probably an illusion...... Wang Zhi thought.

There was a snoring sound in his ears, Wang Zhi turned his head to look at Uncle Jin, who was still drunk, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Alas, let's wait for Uncle Shi to wake up and let him help check it.

At this time, neither of the two people in the Treasure Pavilion knew that.

The gray color on the piece of tortoise shell on the wooden shelf on the side was a little more gray, and there were no white places left in the whole tortoise shell, like a dying old man, with only a few last breaths left.

can only linger and gasp......