Next, Lin Xuan began to make every effort to improve his cultivation, with the aid of pills, coupled with the same diligence and hard work as before, he really gained a lot.

The records in the ancient books are not wrong, even if there is no spiritual root, as long as there are enough medicinal materials as support, they can also clear the obstacles to cultivation.

After determining this, Lin Xuan even took a large amount of myelin cleansing pills, if it weren't for the fact that the medicine book recorded that it could not exceed nine pills a day, he really wanted to eat the elixir as a meal.

In terms of the method of taking the elixir, Lin Xuan also gradually summed up some experiences, don't take them separately one by one, the medicinal power is limited, and the effect is not ideal.

Of course, like the time when you hit the bottleneck, it is not right to take nine pills at once, although it does not exceed the limit, but the medicine is too strong, not only will you suffer hardship, but it is not easy to absorb at once, and those excess medicinal power will be dissipated by itself.

This is clearly a wasteful act and not advisable!

The correct way should be to take three capsules each time, once in the morning, once in the evening, and then sit down to do the exercises, so that the effect is best.

Other low-level disciples only have two pills of marrow cleansing pills every month, Lin Xuan eats nine pills a day, under the impetus of such an almost extravagant use of elixir, his progress is extremely fast, although it can't be said that he is a thousand miles a day, but the growth of spiritual power can be felt every day.

However, the good times didn't last long, and a week later, Lin Xuan's marrow cleansing pill was empty, although he still had two higher-grade pills in his hand that had been scraped from Zhang Yu's body.

It was a red, pea-sized pill, Lin Xuan had never seen it before, of course, he wouldn't ask the elders of his sect, that would be tantamount to not confessing to himself, telling Zhang Yu and Zhou Yan's disappearance that it had something to do with him, in private, Lin Xuan quietly went to the library to check the classics, and figured out that this was a higher level of elixir than the Pulp Cleansing Pill.

Tsukidan!

The disciples in the spirit period are not needed, and they are used by the masters of the foundation building period to improve their cultivation.

With this understanding, Lin Xuan carefully hid them and kept them for later, the top priority now was to get more marrow cleansing pills so that he could continue his cultivation.

Lin Xuan's target was those waste pills that were considered "garbage".

On the west side of the Drifting Cloud Valley, there is a small mountain, but the entire belly of the mountain has been hollowed out, a huge tunnel, leading straight into the depths of the earth, which is an active volcanic crater, but it was sealed by the ancestors of the generations with great magical powers, just to introduce the earth fire into the rooms of the mountain wall, as alchemy.

Danxia Mountain, one of the most important forbidden places in the Drifting Cloud Valley, is no less important than the library pavilion that houses all kinds of secret exercises.

Spirit beast patrol, master vigilance, trespasser, no mercy!

Even if it is a disciple of this sect, it is not allowed to enter casually, if there is anything, there is a building in front of Danxia Mountain, which can be responsible for receiving foreign guests.

Before coming, Lin Xuan inquired about everything clearly, but walked into the building with confidence.

The inside was very spacious, there were hundreds of square meters, a few boys were sitting there bored, and when they saw Lin Xuan coming in, a boy not far away hurriedly stepped forward, saluted respectfully, and shouted: "Immortal Master." ”

These boys are not cultivators of the Drifting Cloud Valley, but outer disciples.

The so-called outer disciples refer to those who do not have spiritual roots, but are talented in other aspects, so they are accepted by the Drifting Cloud Valley, and they will not teach the cultivation of the truth, but they can get other benefits.

In the eyes of mortals, cultivators are like immortals, so even if they are outer disciples, they will be squeezed when they sign up, and the sect will select the best.

For example, these boys, although they do not have spiritual roots, were born in a family of famous doctors, and are very familiar with various medicinal materials and medicinal properties, so they can be sent to Danxia Mountain to help.

And according to their performance, the sect would reward them with some precious medical books or martial arts secrets, which were the ones that Lin Xuan saw on the first floor of the Library Pavilion.

Although these books are not worth mentioning in the cultivation realm, they are like garbage, but to mortals, they are supreme treasures, and they have been outer disciples in the Drifting Cloud Valley for ten or eight years, and then they can go down the mountain, at that time they have already learned something, and in the secular world, they are either a generation of famous doctors, or they are great masters with peerless martial arts.

The benefits speak for themselves.

You must know that there are very few people like Lin Xuan who have no spiritual roots, but are accepted as official disciples, it is good to be an outer disciple, Lin Xuan has such a blessed fate, and it is also because he saved the powerful elders of Piaoyun Valley.

Although this boy didn't know Lin Xuan, but looking at the clothes, he also knew that he was a cultivator of Drifting Cloud Valley, so of course he didn't dare to be the slightest contempt.

The other party's respectful attitude made Lin Xuan also have a trace of emotion in his heart, in the past three years, he has been ridiculed and blinded by his peers because of his slow cultivation speed, and he has almost forgotten his identity.

Although he has no spiritual root and is an ordinary person, he is one of the cultivators after all, and he is a fairy-like existence in the eyes of ordinary people.

It feels good to be high up and respected, which strengthens Lin Xuanxiu's determination even more, but his face is not at all silent: "Is your steward there?"

The boy listened and nodded: "The steward is here, the immortal master, please sit down for a while, and I will go to report it." ”

The boy respectfully took Lin Xuan to a side hall next to him, and served fragrant tea, Lin Xuan was thinking about what to do while tasting tea, and after a while, an old man walked into the room.

Full of white hair, about seventy years old, he is also a low-level cultivator, the immortal path is difficult, not necessarily if he has a spiritual root, he must be able to achieve something, you must know that the spiritual root of the Dao is also good and bad, and personal opportunities and efforts are not the same.

Take Piaoyun Valley as an example, ninety percent of them are still low-level cultivators, like the old man in front of him, he is seventy years old this year, but his cultivation is still in the late stage of agility, and there is still a distance from the Great Perfection, and it is impossible to have the opportunity to build a foundation, for the immortal path, he can be said to have come to the end, so he simply stopped cultivating hard, like the sect asked for the easy work of the steward in charge of the reception of the Danfang, and spent his old age in peace.

At this moment, he was looking Lin Xuan up and down.