The Eagle Pavilion is a magnificent building, in which the Qi Cultivation Hall alone covers an area of thousands of square meters, which is the practice place of the disciples of the Agile Period, and at this time in the spacious hall, there are dozens of people standing in the shadows.

It was still early, and the monks in charge of teaching the exercises had not yet arrived, and the disciples gathered in twos and threes to talk about things of interest.

Lin Xuan silently came to a corner with few people, sat down cross-legged, and planned to cultivate for a while while there was still time, but at this moment, a sound of footsteps came into his ears.

"Hehe, isn't this Senior Brother Lin?"

"I heard that you practiced in retreat a while ago, but you still haven't broken through the second layer?"

The sound of laughter, with mockery, Lin Xuan frowned slightly, but on the surface, he did not show any emotion, in the eyes of mortals, the cultivator is immortal, and the magic is mysterious, like an immortal who does not eat fireworks in the world, in fact, this is just the appearance.

The cultivation realm is more cruel, more realistic, and more snobbish than the world!

It's just that it's not about money, it's about strength as the basis of power.

Whoever has a high realm, whose magic weapon is good, who has more pills, who is the boss, and what he says is the truth.

In the past three years, although Lin Xuan has worked harder than others in cultivation, he still has no defects in the spiritual root, which still makes him far behind by his peers, which makes him suffer from cold eyes.

"Hmph, it's just a mortal without a spiritual root, no matter how hard you try, it can't be compared to us, rather than staying in the sect and losing face, it's better to go down the mountain with interest. ”

"Yes, in three years, the second layer of the smart period has not been broken, and it is simply a waste. ”

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In the face of the ridicule of the senior brothers, Lin Xuan didn't blink his eyelids, his expression was as usual, just a few boring guys, he glanced at them coldly, and Lin Xuan stepped aside.

There is no anger, not cowardice and fear, but for a few shallow guys, it is not worth it at all, Lin Xuan will not affect his state of mind because of a few words.

Sitting down cross-legged, he began to absorb the aura, and in this way, after about half an hour, a bell rang into his ears, and the disciples who were still talking casually suddenly stopped talking, stood in line, and Lin Xuan also came to the back of the line.

A middle-aged man walked in, on the surface, he was about forty years old, but it was definitely more than that, as the cultivator ascended to the realm, his lifespan would also be extended, and his aging would gradually slow down.

"Master!"

All the disciples bowed down, and according to the rules of Piaoyun Valley, they had to be so respectful to every chair who taught them the exercises.

"My name is Zhang Yu, and I will teach you the secrets of the aura shield. ”

The aura shield, as the name suggests, is to distribute spiritual power on the surface of the body to form an air shield, which is the most basic protective spell for cultivators.

The disciples suddenly became excited, whispering to each other.

Except that Lin Xuan was an ordinary person, most of the disciples with spiritual roots had practiced the exercises to the third or fourth level after three years of cultivation, and after entering the middle stage of spiritual movement, they could already learn some simple small spells.

"What's noisy, be quiet!" Seeing the chaotic scene below, Zhang Yu's face sank.

Seeing that the chair was angry, all the disciples immediately shut up obediently.

Next, Zhang Yu began to explain in detail, how to operate spiritual power, the details that need to be paid attention to, Lin Xuan listened very carefully, in fact, with his current cultivation, it is not enough to drive the aura shield, but first remember how to cultivate clearly, and then slowly practice when the skill arrives.

"Alright, practice on your own. After Zhang Yu finished speaking, he left the Zhiying Pavilion, and whether he could practice next depends on the comprehension of each disciple.

Lin Xuan also left, he first returned to his residence, a simple cabin, high-level cultivators had their own cave mansions, but low-level disciples like him lived in a very simple environment.

There was only a table and a chair in the room, as well as a wooden bed, Lin Xuan opened the drawer of the table, took out a pen and paper from it, and recorded the cultivation method of the aura shield that he heard today.

This is also his habit in the past three years, because he has no spiritual root, his cultivation speed cannot keep up with the same sect, so every time the chair teaches the exercises, Lin Xuan will record what he hears, many things cannot be cultivated now, and they will not be forgotten if they are written down on paper.

After the silent writing was completed, Lin Xuan carefully put away the book full of exercises, and then came to the heart refining road in the back mountain, and went down the passage to the place where he had practiced two days ago.

The aura became more and more sufficient, Lin Xuan stopped, this is here, he can't go any further, the deeper the path of heart refining, the more terrifying the illusion will be.

Suddenly, the scene changed, and what appeared in front of me was a white world, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, and the cold wind howling.

The snowflakes flooded his ankles in a short time, and the whole person seemed to be frozen in an instant, Lin Xuan's heart froze, could the illusion still change randomly, last time he suffered the pain of burning his body in flames, but this time it became an endless cold.

After a moment of silence, Lin Xuan sat down cross-legged on the snow with an expressionless face, and began to absorb the surrounding aura.

Soon the person was frozen, and Lin Xuan's hair was condensed into icicles, but he still sat motionless in the snow, and lasted for more than twenty minutes before he ran out of the illusion and rested for a while, moved his body, and when he recovered a little, he immediately returned to cultivation.

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The cold wind howled, and the snowflakes condensed into countless sharp ice blades, flying towards Lin Xuan, but the young man was still meditating on the ground like a rock.

Two days later, Lin Xuan stood up expressionlessly, hesitated, and continued to walk to the depths of the heart refining road, the purity of the aura here was not enough, if he wanted to break through the bottleneck, he needed more refined aura, and he walked firmly towards the more terrifying illusion......