"Do you want me to go too far?" Wang Lin was about to leave the chores in order to leave, he wanted to see where the limits of these teachers and uncles were!

In private, in the hearts of the registered disciples, in addition to the two commonly used words of waste and shamelessness, Wang Lin has added the title of "black-hearted king"!

Compared with the nickname "weasel" of the young man surnamed Liu, it is a lot higher in terms of realm.

After a year of cultivation in the dream realm, Wang Lin's aura in his body has almost reached several times that of before, and the first layer of the condensation period has reached its limit, no matter how much he breathes it, the aura will no longer increase, so one night, he began to try to open the second layer of mantras.

After several successive failures, the hard work paid off, and he finally managed to break through the first layer of the condensation stage and enter the second layer.

A large amount of black oil appeared in the sweat pores on his body, and after washing, Wang Lin looked at himself in the water, his eyes were as bright as lightning, and the whole person seemed to be different from before.

He touched his chin and said secretly in his heart: "At the moment, there is only the mantra of the third layer of the condensation period, if you go to Sun Dazhu to ask for the back, let him know that I have reached the second layer of condensation, I will definitely ask the reason, and once I can't explain it at that time, I am likely to cause trouble for myself." ”

After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't come up with any good ideas, Wang Lin couldn't help frowning.

Sighing, he practiced gravitational technique for a while, in the dream realm for more than a year, he has been able to do it ten times out of ten times to succeed, in view of this, Wang Lin planned to increase his training, found a big stone in the chores, and used gravity to control it.

Time was in a hurry, and another month passed, and Wang Lin's tossing in the miscellaneous office made the named disciples complain, but now that it was winter, the sect began to compete with the inner disciples at the end of the year.

In addition, this year is also the Hengyue faction's every ten years named disciples to participate in the competition, the top three can be qualified to become inner disciple boys, all the registered disciples one by one grinding their fists, secretly surging, each with their own plans.

So the matter of the miscellaneous office was delayed, and no one cared about it.

Wang Lin was quite disappointed by this, Wang Lin did not plan to participate in the competition of the inner disciples, it was better to enter the dream realm to cultivate at that time.

On this day, the whole Hengyue faction snowed heavily to cover the mountain, goose feather-like snowflakes fell from the sky, and it looked like it was covered in silver from a distance, which could be described as thousands of miles of ice, and thousands of miles of snow drifted.

Wang Lin didn't cultivate, but stood quietly in the courtyard, his gravity heart moving at will, as if there was an invisible big hand rippling around, and the snowflakes scattered and fell from all around his body, and none of them floated on his body.

Looking at the direction of the mountain village at home, at this time of the year, my father and mother would raise a warm stove at home.

He sat by the stove and read, while his father made wood carvings with tools on the side, and his mother was busy storing pickles.

Sometimes when he was tired of studying, he would sit next to his father and watch his father make wood carvings, and when he was interested, he would come forward to help, and the father and son were happy.

In addition to these, Wang Lin also remembers hiding some wooden spinning tops under the bed in his hut, which he sometimes took out to play with his neighbors and friends on the ice during the day.

Thinking of these, Wang Lin couldn't help but take a deep breath, people who cultivate immortals need to cut off mortal dust, these things are obsessions that affect cultivation, Wang Lin closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a burst of clarity in his eyes, mortal dust was heavy, he asked himself if he couldn't be ruthless, and he kept chopping, so he hid these deep in his heart.

Feeling that he was in his arms, suddenly his expression moved slightly, at this time he was already in the second layer of the condensation period, and he had produced an immortal instinct called divine consciousness, all of which were described in detail in the three articles of condensation.

After a while, the courtyard door was pushed open, Wang Hao wore a fur hat and a leather jacket, looked at Wang Lin in surprise, and said: "Brother Tiezhu, you are not cold, you are still standing outside wearing so little." ”

"I'm pinching my fingers, you kid is coming to me, so I came out to pick you up from the cold. Wang Lin chuckled, he really didn't feel cold, since he reached the second layer of the condensation stage, he could clearly feel that his body was much stronger than before.

Wang Hao laughed, took off his hat after walking in, looked at Wang Lin carefully, and suddenly said, "Brother Tiezhu, how do I think you don't seem to be the same as a few months ago?"

Wang Lin quipped: "That's nature, I have now reached the second layer of the condensation stage, and I belong to the immortals!"

Wang Hao pursed his lips, walked towards the room, and said: "Don't blow it, we both have similar qualifications, I have the assistance of the Spirit Snatching Pill, and I haven't reached the first level of condensation yet, you pull it down!"

Wang Lin did not defend himself, he knew that sometimes if he told the truth, others would not believe it, and if he lied to cover it up, he might even arouse suspicion. After all, he didn't have too deep contact with Wang Hao, so he was naturally more defensive in his words.

At first sight, Wang Lin thought that he couldn't do it.

"Wang Hao, why do you have time to come to me today, the Danfang is not busy?" Wang Lin returned to the room, poured a cup of hot water for the other party, and asked.

Wang Hao took it, blew a few hot breaths, took a small sip, and said with a smile: "You haven't gone to the Danfang to get anything in the past few months, I left your share and sent it to you today." As he spoke, he took a small package from his bosom and placed it on the table.

Wang Lin showed a smile on his face, he didn't even look at the package, and waited for the other party to follow, he didn't believe that Wang Hao would come for no reason just to deliver something.

Wang Hao blushed a little when he was looked at, and suddenly said, "Brother Tiezhu, I heard that you have been quite moisturized in the chores in the past few months?"

"Wang Hao, if you have something to say, I will definitely help if I can!" Wang Lin poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and was noncommittal.

The embarrassment on Wang Hao's face flashed, he got closer, and said in a mysterious whisper: "Brother Tiezhu, I have long known that you are a smart person, let's be honest, I know that you have a lot of immortal talismans for registered disciples to visit relatives here, can you lend me some?"