The spirit stones that disappeared inexplicably made Ye Fan quite regretful, saying how good the spirit stones were, and how important they were to the monks, and the two spirit stones he got in his hands were useless, so they disappeared, and with a feeling of regret, he ate the meal, and had to take out half of the old ginseng to nibble on when he came.

After swallowing the old mountain ginseng, he began to practice with his eyes crossed, and after Wang Dazhi confirmed that the breath was the aura, Ye Fan's confidence increased greatly, and he could faintly feel that if he continued to cultivate like this, it would not be long before he could step into the threshold of the cultivation realm and enter the first layer of qi refining, and now he was getting closer and closer to entering the qi refining period.

After a night of cultivation, not only did he not feel sleepy, but he felt energetic, since he began to breathe in aura, he had a feeling that as long as he had enough aura intake every day, he would be fine if he didn't eat for a few days or sleep for a few days.

When I woke up, I felt that my arms were swollen and bulging, from the chest to the abdomen, like a pregnant woman in October, and her belly was bulging.

Ye Fan untied his clothes with difficulty, and was stunned by the scene in front of him, only to see that there were six and a half old ginseng in his clothes, and he had not eaten the half of the old ginseng, because the beads could only be copied in two days, he also counted two days to eat one, and now it was the time for the beads to copy the old ginseng last night, but how could the beads copy five old ginseng at once, and one of the six old ginseng was the fire he left, so it was calculated that one could be copied under normal circumstances last night, and how did the extra four come from？

Question marks appeared in his mind, he thought he had studied the beads thoroughly, but now it seems that he still underestimates the beads, but for this unexpected surprise, he feels that the more the better.

In the morning, he went to get a steamed bun and returned to the wooden house to continue his cultivation, and now he has been allowed by Wang Dazhi not to chop wood, but also to receive food, so that he has more time to cultivate. Coupled with the six and a half old mountain ginseng he now has, he no longer has to be willing to eat enough.

After eating the steamed buns, this time he didn't save, he stuffed a half of the old ginseng into his mouth, and swallowed it in his stomach regardless of whether he chewed it or not, the taste of the old ginseng was actually not very delicious, he had eaten it for three months in a row, and he was really not interested in the old ginseng, if it wasn't for cultivation, he wouldn't want to eat this thing anymore.

The abundant warmth in his abdomen came and echoed with the aura between his mouth and nose, Ye Fan felt more aura inhaled, and the aura flowed into his body with his breath to his seven meridians and eight veins.

Cultivation is an extremely boring thing, and during this period of time, Ye Fan has a deep understanding that in addition to chopping wood, eating, and sleeping, he meditates and cultivates all day long, breathing and breathing.

Constantly repeating the way of breathing from the nose into and out of the mouth, absorbing the aura gathered between the nose, if it weren't for his strong will, the grievances suffered by his parents since he was a child often appeared in his heart, inspiring him to cultivate and enter the world of cultivators, I am afraid that he would not be able to persevere at all.

Especially when he thought of the village chief's son Ye Hui, there were two elders in the sect vying to be disciples at the beginning, and his heart swelled with strong unwillingness, and when he grew up, he gradually understood that it was because of the village chief's obstruction that the family was forced to move out of Qingshan Village, so he often told himself in his heart that he must not be worse than Ye Hui.

After most of the day, Ye Fan had been meditating and cultivating, without a moment of rest in the middle, and felt that the warmth brought by the old ginseng in his body had disappeared, and finally stopped cultivating.

"Come here!"

He was shocked by the sound that came into his ears, as if it had come from his ears.

I don't know if I heard it wrong, in case it was really Wang Dazhi calling him, if he didn't go, I was afraid it would be difficult to explain, with his attitude of giving it a try, Ye Fan came to Wang Dazhi's house nervously.

"Come here. ”

Wang Dazhi, as always, was an old monk, sitting cross-legged on the futon, as if he had never left, and he didn't see him eating and going to the toilet.

Ye Fan walked up to him nervously, a small bottle appeared in Wang Dazhi's hand, and handed it to him, "This is the Qi Gathering Pill refined by the sect, and it will immediately enter the cultivation state after taking it, which will help you breathe out the absorption speed, you can do it yourself." ”

Wang Dazhi closed his eyes and stopped talking, Ye Fan held the vial in his hand, shook it, and suddenly the bell sounded.

Seeing that Wang Dazhi had nothing to say, Ye Fan retreated stupidly, returned to the wooden house, opened the vial, and suddenly a faint medicinal fragrance emanated from it, and poured out a full five yellow-brown pills from it, which looked almost like mud, and it was not very good-looking.

"I think this Wang Dazhi won't harm me!" Holding the pill in his hand, he muttered, thinking of his reluctance when he took out the two spirit stones yesterday, Ye Fan concluded that he would not harm himself.

Put the pill in his nose and smell it is indeed a faint herb and asked, put it in his mouth and take it orally, crossed his knees on the bed and began to breathe and breathe, and after a while, a warm current gushed out of his abdomen, this feeling is almost the same as the feeling of eating old ginseng, and he felt that there was a rich aura between breathing and breathing and inhaling into the body.

"Sure enough, it's a good thing," Ye Fan sighed secretly in his heart, it was worthy of being a thing used by immortals, and it was faster than the absorption speed of eating old ginseng, although he thought so, his breath did not fall for a moment.

After about an hour passed, Ye Fan found that the warm current generated by the pill he took in his body disappeared, and the speed of breathing slowed down.

Although the effect of the pill is much better than that of the old mountain ginseng, the duration is too short, and it cannot satisfy Ye Fan's cultivation at all, but fortunately, he has beads and old ginseng.

In this way, two months have passed, Ye Fan has taken Qi Gathering Pill and Lao Shan Ginseng every day to cultivate in these two months, and the beads can copy two Qi Gathering Pills in one night, but one Qi Gathering Pill can only provide him with about one hour, and after calculating the two Qi Gathering Pills a day, he can only provide him with less than three hours of cultivation time, and most of the time he still eats Lao Shan Ginseng to cultivate.

On this day, Ye Fan swallowed the old ginseng in his stomach before it was completely digested, and he clearly felt that the aura in his body flowed with his whole body, and with his breathing, two white mist sprayed out between his mouth and nose, no matter how he breathed and breathed, he could not inhale the two white mist into his body, and the aura in his body seemed to be in a saturated state and could no longer ingest aura.

After trying for a while, the two white mist were still between his mouth and nose, and his body slowly appeared a refreshing feeling, which was somewhat similar to the first time he sensed the aura of heaven and earth, but this time it was more intense, and the refreshing feeling swept like a tide, stimulating every inch of skin on his body, wanting to reach out and scratch but not knowing where to start, and after a while, drops of black liquid appeared from his skin, emitting a very unpleasant smell.

Soon the black liquid coming out of his body soaked his clothes, Ye Fan's whole body was extremely uncomfortable, his body was not under his control, so that he could not move, and he felt that the aura was swimming all over his body, changing his body structure.

I don't know how long it took, the control of the body finally returned to his hands, and when he opened his eyes, it was brighter than ever before, like a new pair of eyes, seeing everything so clearly, and his mind fell into a clear and empty state.

After a long time, Ye Fan exhaled a deep breath of turbid qi, he successfully stepped into the first layer of qi refining, successfully pushed open the door of the cultivation realm, and became a cultivator, no longer a mortal.

Now he can easily sense the aura between heaven and earth, took a deep breath, and found that his body was viscous, and there was a fishy and unpleasant smell when he moved his nose, and when he looked down, he couldn't help laughing, it was mentioned in the qi refining volume, but whoever enters the first layer of qi refining, the aura will transform the body and will discharge a large number of impurities in the body.

Ye Fan pushed open the door, it was afternoon outside at this time, and with fast steps, he walked towards a mountain spring in the east of the miscellaneous office, there is a naturally formed spring in the mountain, and the disciples take a bath here on weekdays.

He couldn't wear his clothes anymore, so he took off his clothes, held his most precious beads tightly in his hands, jumped into the spring water, washed off the black and oily things on his body, and washed them for half a day before they were completely cleaned.

Jumped on the shore and changed into the coarse cloth green shirt that his mother sewed for him herself, now how can you say that you have entered the Qi refining period, and you can be regarded as an outer disciple, since you are an outer disciple, you don't need to wear miscellaneous uniforms anymore, you can wear green clothes, in the Mochizuki Sect, the general clothes can represent everyone's low position, and the disciples generally use gray, green, white, white with words, black, and other colors to express their identity, among which gray is naturally the miscellaneous uniforms worn by the miscellaneous servants.

And the green one is the color of the clothes worn by the outer disciples, the white is the inner disciples, and the clothes with white words are the elder disciples, and the elder disciples are naturally considered inner disciples, and the surname of each elder on the clothes is also a kind of identification, as for the black-clothed disciples, Ye Fan has only heard of them, that is the legendary core disciple, I heard that it is the disciple of the head of the sect to be the core disciple, they all wear black clothes.

didn't stop long, he had to rush back to the miscellaneous servants, and asked Wang Dazhi what he should do when he reached the first level of qi refining.

When he came to the house where Wang Dazhi was, Wang Dazhi seemed to know his arrival, and for the first time he got up with a smile on his face and looked at Ye Fan for a while.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother for successfully stepping into the first layer of Qi refining and becoming an outer disciple!" Wang Dazhi's handsome face was full of smiles, and it could be seen that he was very happy.

"Immortal Chief, this..."Ye Fan couldn't stand him treating himself like this for a while, and he was even more surprised that he could see at a glance that he had entered the first layer of Qi refining.

He knew that in fact, the moment he entered the first floor of Qi refining, Wang Dazhi, who was in the house, sensed it, and immediately went out.

"Eh, junior brother, what immortal is not immortal, now you can be regarded as a person who has stepped into the cultivation realm, you and I can be commensurate with each other," Wang Dazhi took Ye Fan's hand enthusiastically and interrupted him.

"Senior Senior Brother..."Ye Fan stammered and shouted.

"That's right," Wang Dazhi pulled Ye Fan, and the two sat on a wooden table, specially pouring him a cup of tea.