In the following time, the entire Zhongnan faction entered a busy situation, and everyone up and down the door was cultivating with all their might, striving to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation after four years. This invisibly increased the burden on Lin Xiu's master Qi Heng, who had to retreat for alchemy every day, while the supply of pills for the entire sect still seemed to be stretched.

As a result, the head Zhao Yuqi issued an order to reduce the supply of pills to ordinary disciples, allowing Qi Heng to spend most of his energy on Fang Yangming, Li Yiqun, Murong Wanting, and all the masters. However, Qi Heng was not really without spare energy, he deliberately made the time for alchemy tight, in order to naturally refine some high-quality pills for Lin Xiu.

Almost a year later, the layer of cyclone on Lin Xiu's body finally formed the illusion of the first layer of condensation, seeing all this, Qi Heng was overjoyed, and immediately gave Lin Xiu a set of pills that could be called a system.

After Lin Xiu got these pills, he only left a small part for himself, and more, he gave them directly to He Kun. Right now, He Kun's life in Zhong Nanshan is extremely comfortable, his talent is good, and he has ten times more pills than other peers to squander, so his cultivation is also progressing rapidly. He Kun himself didn't expect that the voice that he shouted to help Lin Xiu that day actually brought him so many benefits, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice: "Hehe, it seems that it is still beneficial to occasionally talk about righteousness." ”

In the past year, Lin Xiu has practiced hard day and night, and the lack of talent has been compensated for by time in the spirit body dream, Lin Xiu's one-year cultivation time is equivalent to more than ten years of ordinary cultivators, but despite this, because of his own limitations, this year, Lin Xiu has only raised his cultivation to the sixth layer of the Qi Condensation Period.

Of course, if such a cultivation speed was known by others, Lin Xiu would definitely be respected as a celestial, but Lin Xiu was not proud at all, and even, he felt the urgency of time even more.

"It took more than ten years for the cultivation to improve another level, which is too slow. ”

Lin Xiu was extremely distressed, his first goal now was to kill Zhao Yuqi and avenge Dean Zeng and Shangguan's brother, and Zhao Yuqi was already in the late stage of the Yudan, and in some time, his cultivation would even reach the Yuan Infant Stage, so Lin Xiu didn't know when he could have the strength to kill Zhao Yuqi.

Fortunately, Lin Xiu's state of mind improved faster, and with his age beyond his actual age, his state of mind was already incomparable to that of ordinary cultivators, so he did not appear to be impetuous.

In addition to cultivating like a dream at night, during the day, Lin Xiu would help the master collect medicines, alchemy, and distribute the pills to the corresponding disciples. In this process, Lin Xiu's understanding of medicinal herbs and pills became deeper and deeper, and he also learned to refine some low-level pills to restore spiritual power or heal wounds. The master told him that those elixir masters in the cultivation realm even had the ability to resurrect the dead, and there was an elixir called "Crossing the Void Scattering", which could even make the late-stage monks of the Void Realm have a ninety percent chance of attaining the pill. However, this kind of terrifying pill is extremely rare even in the hands of the Yuan Infant Stage Pill Grandmaster, and if it is thrown anywhere, it can be auctioned for a sky-high price.

Lin Xiu knew that his talent was limited, if his cultivation reached the virtual realm, he would swear that he would need other things to assist him in order to succeed in the pill, secretly, Lin Xiu kept the void in his heart, and as long as he had the opportunity in the future, he would find this pill no matter what.

During the day, in addition to assisting Master, Lin Xiu would go to Xueyue Peak every other day with Master Meng Yang. When it comes to the scenery, Seorak Peak is almost extremely beautiful, because of the cold aura here, it will be covered with snow for half of the year. In the plain white, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion seemed a little mysterious, but in fact, as long as it was a disciple of Xueyue Peak, anyone could enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and climb over the classics there.

It's just that those disciples later discovered that most of the classics in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion introduced various knowledge, schools, anecdotes, and biographies of people in the cultivation realm, and then some literature, poems, calligraphy and paintings, which were almost negligible in the actual help of cultivation. After a long time, there were fewer and fewer people who were willing to go to the Scripture Pavilion to waste time, anyway, when Lin Xiu went there, he didn't see anyone else.

Unlike the disciples on Xueyue Peak, Lin Xiu was almost born with the ability to read a wide range of books, but he was good at reading and did not seek to understand much, and he had a very good grasp of the essentials of various classics, so every day, Lin Xiu could read more than ten classics in the Scripture Pavilion. He doesn't pick genres, and even prefers the works of ordinary poets.

Occasionally, when he was leisurely, Lin Xiu stood alone on the snow-capped cliff, looking at the beautiful scenery from far and near, and he would also be full of poetry and recitation.

Today, Lin Xiu's heart is already a middle-aged man who is nearly forty years old, although his appearance is only twelve or thirteen years old, but his mature mood and slender figure still make Lin Xiu gradually have an elegant bearing.

"The snow in the Susu Pavilion, the curtain is white, the branches are withered, only the fragrance of the plum, the three coins of wine, the present and the present, the Yaochi Riverside, drunk to the beauty makeup ......"

Occasionally, when he looked at the thin back on the lonely cliff of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion from afar, there were no freckles on his face, and Su Jiu, who was only moving and beautiful, was a ripple in his heart. Looking at him and listening to the pleasant poems in his mouth, Su Jiu had an indescribable taste in his heart.

Over the past year, she found that the teenager who always liked to stare at herself had gradually disappeared, and for some reason, she always felt that Lin Xiu was not like a teenager of the same age as him. Sometimes Master Meng Yang couldn't spare time, so he would ask Su Jiu to take Lin Xiu to the Scripture Pavilion, and whenever the two of them walked together, Su Jiu would feel that the aura on Lin Xiu's body was becoming more and more unfamiliar, and Lin Xiu seemed to have something more, and it seemed that something was missing.

However, to Su Jiu's own surprise, the more he felt that Lin Xiu was unfamiliar, the more he wanted to get close to him.

With the time and the cry in front of Lin Xiu at the beginning, Su Jiu's admiration for Fang Yangming became weaker and weaker, and by now, she seemed to know that she should be a simple girl Huaichun at that time, and Fang Yangming was so unattainable, naturally, it was not surprising that Fang Yangming fell in love.

This kind of affection is easy to give up, however, when Su Jiu found that he was a little tempted by Lin Xiu, Lin Xiu's face could no longer see the original childishness. That back is on the edge of the lonely cliff, if you want to go over, Su Jiu can do it with a flash.

But at this moment, Su Jiujue couldn't move his feet.

When Lin Xiu saw her, he would naturally speak, smile, and ask, but the more natural Lin Xiu was, the more entangled Su Jiu's heart became.

For Lin Xiu, whose state of mind had matured to a considerable level, his feelings for Su Jiu were like a sign of the past, and he looked at it as if he was looking at other people's memories. After all, the years in the dream space are lonely, and when the time reaches a certain level, all emotions will even fade away.

Now, Lin Xiu still thinks that Su Jiu is very beautiful, and Su Jiu is indeed as Lin Xiu thinks, as he grows older, he already has a appearance that is not inferior to Murong Wanting, but this kind of beauty can't enter Lin Xiu's heart, of course, Lin Xiu is not that kind of old monster now, in his memory, there is still a girl with a pockmarked face, who will talk loudly to him and even punch and kick him at every turn.

It's just that, just like Su Jiu looks at Lin Xiu now, the girl in his memory has long since disappeared, when did she disappear? It was probably a year ago, when a group of white-clothed disciples were clamoring to drive Lin Xiu down the mountain, Su Jiu chose to remain silent.

Maybe Su Jiu just didn't dare to say anything at that time, maybe Su Jiu didn't want Lin Xiu to leave Zhong Nanshan at all, maybe not so much.

Su Jiu looked at Lin Xiu's back with some desolation in her heart, secretly wishing that she could do it all over again, she hoped that it was not He Kun who spoke for Lin Xiu at that time.

......

Just as he was about to return to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, Lin Xiu suddenly saw a chubby little thing in the snow running towards him with his tongue out, and the little goblin with short legs and big belly threw himself into Lin Xiu's arms from afar, scratching and licking his face, so that he was not affectionate.

The original cat-faced goblin now looks more and more like a cat, its body shape has not changed much, but it is getting fatter and cuter, the coat color on its body has become snow-white, and the fluff is very thick, Lin Xiu holds it in his arms as if he is holding a soft charcoal stove, indescribably warm.

Lin Xiu didn't know what the senior's "not ordinary" meant, but with the contact, Lin Xiu gradually felt some of the magic of the little thing, the speed was extremely fast, needless to say that it came and went without a trace, once, Lin Xiu even saw the little goblin fall directly down the mountain from Xiaoquan Peak because of naughtiness, and finally climbed up from the bottom of the mountain unscathed.

"Lin Er, where did you go to steal food, why don't you seem to have gained weight again after not seeing you for a day?" Lin Xiu stroked the fluff on the back of the little thing and said, he gave it a name, and his own surname, called Lin Er, "Don't bow your head, you have to admit that you have done bad things, hum, I don't dare to leave you in Xueyue Peak today, go back to Xiaoquan Peak with me, and think about it." ”

After speaking, Lin Xiu hugged Lin Er, who was full of grievances, and took up the cloud technique, and his body slowly flew towards Xiaoquan Peak.

Seeing this scene, Su Jiu couldn't help but be a little stunned, "When did Lin Xiu learn the Cloud Soaring Technique?" Although he knew that the Cloud Soaring Technique could be controlled as long as the first layer of Qi Condensation, but early this morning, it was clear that he had connected Lin Xiu to Xueyue Peak.

With Lin Xiu's current cultivation, of course, he already knew that Su Jiu was watching him from a distance, and he was not afraid of exposing the Tengyun Technique now, but it was precisely this opportunity to tell Su Jiu that she would not have to pick him up in the future.

In the following two years, as Lin Xiu's state of mind continued to improve, the time provided to him by the spirit body space was also longer, and he was now able to obtain nearly forty times the time in the spirit body space, and after two years of cultivation, Lin Xiu had spent fifty years. However, as his cultivation improved, time became less and less of Lin Xiu's help.

In the past fifty years, Lin Xiu's realm has only risen to the seventh layer of the condensation period, and this is precisely the last bottleneck of the condensation period, as long as this layer is broken, then the great consummation of the condensation period is just around the corner.

"Alas......" In the spirit body dream, Lin Xiu couldn't help but sigh: "There is only one year left in the actual time, even if I can obtain another fifty years in this year, with my talent, I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve the consummation of the condensation period." Fang Yangming was already at the seventh level of Qi Condensation at the beginning, he was extremely talented, after the retreat, his strength would definitely increase greatly, Li Yiqun and Murong Wanting also started double cultivation, their advancement was probably also extremely fast, there were people from other sects, I don't know how many masters of the Great Perfection of the Qi Condensation Period would exist among the young disciples, if I couldn't reach that realm, even if the Four Elephants Sword Technique was in hand, it would be difficult to obtain the qualification to go to the Heavenly Vein of the Cold Mountain. ”

After a few subsequent dreams, Lin Xiu found that his cultivation had completely stopped, and the seventh layer of the Qi Condensation Period seemed to be a dead end for him, and he seemed to be trapped.

And I don't know when the black brush has stopped moving.

"Could it be that senior also thinks that I can't break through anymore now?" Thinking of this, Lin Xiu frowned and said secretly: "No, even if it is difficult, I have to break through this layer, and I must only rely on myself." ”

Lin Xiu stood up, took the black brush and left the spirit body dream, and came to the Taoyuan dream. He recalled the journey of his cultivation, in the nearly hundred years of the dream realm, Lin Xiu felt as if he had become another person, the young man in the past had become more and more blurred, and those bitter memories seemed to have become very thin.

Suddenly, a trace of panic appeared in Lin Xiu's heart, and he suddenly discovered a side effect of cultivating in a dream.