Next to a certain remote road, under a dense tree, Shen Luo just came out of Elder Hao's house.
He was lying on the grass with his head resting on his hands, looking at the green leaves on a branch out of boredom.
When he checked nearly a thousand, a black shadow came from the horizon and landed lightly on Shen Luo's side.
The black shadow was Jiang Fugui who came right behind him.
"Shen Luo, you asked me to come here, but what's the matter?" Jiang Fugui stood aside and looked at the young man lying on the ground and said.
When Shen Luo heard Jiang Fugui's voice, he stretched and then stood up.
"You're a pretty good boy. You've become an elite disciple, okay!" Shen Luo joked with a smile.
"Hehe, you're okay." Jiang Fugui scratched his head a little embarrassed and said.
"Oh, that's good. Keep up the good work." He gave Jiang Fugui a thumbs up, and then continued: "I have a newly developed panacea. Taking it can help warriors increase the energy in their bodies. How do I use it? Don’t you want to try it?”
"Really or not, such a good thing?" Jiang Fugui looked at Shen Luo blankly, with a somewhat surprised look in his eyes.
"Of course it's true. How can it be false?" After saying that, Shen Luo took out a small white porcelain bottle from his sleeve and threw it to Jiang Fugui.
Jiang Fugui looked at the elixir thrown in his hand, poured out one and placed it in his palm.
After looking at it for a while, he swallowed the green pill as big as a bean in one gulp.
As soon as the small pill was swallowed into his mouth, it turned into a cool liquid and dispersed in his body.
At this time, Jiang Fugui suddenly felt a heat flow in his body, and quickly sat cross-legged and started practicing the exercises.
Seeing this strange thing, Shen Luo just watched silently.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Fugui opened his eyes and looked happy.
Just now, he was almost able to cultivate the true energy in his body.
He actually made a breakthrough in cultivation in an instant, and now he is a genuine third-rate warrior.
The improvement of a warrior's realm depends entirely on the true energy in the body. Only by practicing the Dantian can the true energy be stored.
Seeing Jiang Fugui open his eyes, showing a strange look of calm, he couldn't help but ask: "How is it?"
"It's wonderful. What you said is true. Thank you senior brother for the elixir!" Jiang Fugui stood up suddenly and bowed to Shen Luo from the bottom of his heart.
"ah!"
"Oh, it's okay." Shen Luo waved his hand and said.
From Jiang Fugui's words, it was determined that this elixir could only be used by warriors and was of no use to him.
So he gave Jiang Fugui all the elixirs he had refined before, and the two of them chatted for a while and then left.
"Where did Mr. Zhao's Qi Gathering Powder come from, and what kind of existence is the person he talks about." On the way back to Wuhui Valley, Shen Luo thought in his heart.
After that, a long period of time passed. Shen Luo was now eighteen years old.
In the past period of time, since what happened to Elder Hao, Shen Luo has basically earned the title of miracle doctor.
During this period, his second uncle's father-in-law and deputy sect leader also came to see him.
Praising him as a hero and a young genius, etc., and praising him very highly.
Not only that, but outside his stone house, there was a house sign erected at the door, which read the eight characters of "Save the dying, heal the wounded, and rejuvenate with a wonderful hand."
On this day, in a stone house in Wuhui Valley, I saw a young man spreading his palms.
That young man was Shen Luo. After this period of practice, he became a master.
He finally entered the fourth level of the Immortality Sutra, but unfortunately, he broke through after using up all the Qi Gathering Powder.
At this moment, he was in the room testing the latest spell he had learned, the fireball spell.
He opened his palm, and at this moment, a fireball the size of a palm suddenly appeared on his hand.
Although the fireball was not big, a hot high temperature followed the appearance of the small fireball and spread throughout the room.
The fireball kept making the sound of "Boo! Boom!", burning at high temperature.
Shen Luo stared at the fireball appearing in his hand. He wanted to see how long he could sustain the fireball with his current spiritual power.
As time passed, the fireball still maintained its extraordinary vitality and showed no signs of going out.
But Shen Luo had some different reactions as time went by.
His wrists, entire arms, and even his whole body began to tremble gradually.
His eyes were fixed on the small fireball on his palm, and his face turned red from holding back.
From the forehead to the exposed skin on the neck, there were also many small beads of sweat.
It was as if he had just finished some strenuous exercise, and his whole body was steaming.
After a moment, the fireball began to shake and shake on Shen Luo's palm.
The flames above began to grow larger and smaller.
Not long after, it finally shrank, turned into sparks, and disappeared into the air.
When the fireball disappeared, Shen Luo's whole body seemed to be hollowed out and he looked extremely tired.
"It is indeed a magical power that only immortals can cultivate. I just don't know how powerful this fireball is." Shen Luo lay on the bed exhausted and muttered to himself.
Because his spiritual power was exhausted, he fell asleep on the bed unknowingly.
In the next few days, he began to practice the fireball technique crazily, and finally confirmed the power of the fireball technique.
Although the fireball is not large in size, the terrifying high temperature contained within it is indestructible to almost everything and cannot burn anything.
Even if it is a weapon made of fine steel, after being hit by this fireball, the parts where the weapon comes into contact will be melted into iron juice in the blink of an eye.
After seeing this inhuman and terrifying power, Shen Luo even threw the fireball onto the water to test it.
As a result, this area of water was immediately ignited by the fireball like oil, showing no tendency to be restrained by water.
After thoroughly understanding the power of the fireball technique, Shen Luo finally understood why Mr. Zhao desperately wanted to become an immortal cultivator.
Just imagine that as long as a cultivator with a little knowledge of magic can easily kill the so-called masters and celebrities in the world with a spell like fireball.
If it were a cultivator with a higher level of cultivation, he wouldn't be invincible across the entire world.
The disparity in strength is so huge, no wonder everyone wants to become an immortal cultivator.
However, this fireball technique is a fire attribute spell, and only people with fire attribute spiritual roots can practice it.
As for Shen Luo's own spiritual roots, it is still unknown.
What we know so far is that what kind of spiritual root you have, you need to practice spells with the same attributes as your spiritual root.
If the attributes of the selected skill are different from the spiritual root, the person may go crazy and become possessed, or the person may explode and die.
When Shen Luo knew this information, he was frightened into a cold sweat. He didn't expect that this immortal cultivator would have such a taboo.
