In the Tingfeng Pavilion, spiritual energy roared like the wind. If the room hadn't been empty, it would have been a mess.
It was not until an hour later that the spiritual energy vortex slowly dissipated. Lin Yuan woke up leisurely, with a half-asleep and confused look on his face.
"I remember I was practicing just now, and then, did I fall asleep? I seemed to have had a strange dream."
"No, it's not a dream!"
Lin Yuan raised his finger, and on its surface, traces of cyan mana flowed. Then, the air was disturbed, and a wisp of breeze appeared out of thin air, blowing around the fingers and bringing coolness.
"This is the power of Qingfeng Jue! I have become an immortal cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage!"
Lin Yuan stared at his fingers, with shock and surprise on his face.
With magic power, you are officially separated from mortals and can do things beyond ordinary people. Soaring in the clouds, riding in the fog, controlling water and fire, etc. also have the basis for their realization.
"go!"
Lin Yuan pointed at the half-open wooden door, and the cyan mana in his body was released, forming a cyan whirlwind.
Bang!
The wooden door hit the door frame hard, causing a lot of dust to fall.
"The magic power is released and can weakly affect external things. According to the information transmitted to me by the master, I have now reached the third level of Qingfeng Jue. If I reach the fourth level, I will be in the middle stage of Qi refining. Cultivation of immortality is really an interesting thing. !”
When Lin Yuan first gained magical power, he became more playful and created whirlwinds in the house.
Whenever the mana in his body drops, Qingfeng Jue will automatically operate, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to replenish itself. For a time, consumption and replenishment reached a balance!
Outside the house, Yin Jiu and Zhang Xianwen, who had been waiting for a long time, stood at the door. The wooden door that was constantly shaking by the whirlwind was like their Taoist heart.
Zhang Xianwen couldn't help but said: "Master, when you taught me the Qingfeng Jue, did you drink too much and teach it wrongly? Why do I feel that I am practicing the Breeze Jue?"
Yin Jiu glanced at Zhang Xianwen and said: "Oranges are oranges when they grow in the south, and oranges when they grow in the north. The Qingfeng Jue becomes the Breeze Jue. Xianwen, you should reflect on yourself!"
"But back then, Master, you still praised me for my great talent!"
"Teacher, my father sometimes makes mistakes. Come on, let's go in and see Lin Yuan. Is this kid's magic power infinite? How long has this wind been blowing? No wait."
Lin Yuan was swaying his magic power like an arm, feeling extremely relaxed. Suddenly, the surrounding wind stopped, and two figures walked into the house.
"Master! Senior brother!" Lin Yuan said in surprise.
"Yes, yes. Lin Yuan, the progress of your cultivation is a little faster than I expected. It seems that you have been practicing diligently for more than an hour." Yin Jiu pretended to be calm.
Maybe this is the Tianpin spiritual root. If an ordinary person senses spiritual energy for one day, he is considered to have excellent talent. Lin Yuan, on the other hand, reached the third level of Qi Refining in just over an hour!
"Thank you Master for teaching the Dharma!" Lin Yuan was excited when he heard the praise and bowed in salute.
"Yes. Cultivation requires movement and stillness. Now that you have reached the third level of qi refining, it's time to move around. Later, your senior brother will go down the mountain to Fangshi, so you can go with him." Yin Jiu shook his whisk and said.
"Yes, Master!"
Lin Yuan's eyes gleamed, and his heart was full of anticipation. He had been to the market near Xiaoxi Village, where various cattle, sheep, vegetables and fruits were sold, and it was very lively. I don’t know what will happen to the market of cultivators.
"Master, isn't this too hasty? Although junior brother is at the third level of Qi refining, the time to get started is too short..."
"Hmph. Two Wind Escape Talismans." Yin Jiu glanced at Zhang Xianwen angrily, waved his sleeve, and two Talisman floated into his hand.
"Master, don't worry! As long as I'm here, nothing will happen to my junior brother!"
Senior brother, you are so skilled.
Lin Yuan on the side looked dumbfounded as Zhang Xianwen put the charm into the storage bag with a smile on his face.
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At the foot of a certain snow-capped mountain, a square was paved with blue-black stone bricks. There are wooden lofts built around the square, and many stalls are placed in the middle.
Many people in strange costumes came and went in the stalls and lofts. There is a wild female nun wearing a beast skirt, an old dwarf with three arms, a one-eyed man riding a toad as big as a buffalo, and a gloomy bandaged man riding a wriggling black mud.
Lin Yuan followed his senior brother, his eyes widened, and his mind was shaken by the impact of the scene in front of him.
In contrast, he and his senior brother only wore black robes, which was extremely normal.
Is this the world of immortality? They don't look like immortals at all, they are just a bunch of monsters and monsters.
Lin Yuan cursed in his heart and followed his senior brother closely. Although they are ugly, all of them are very powerful, at least they are masters in the middle stage of Qi refining.
Zhang Xianwen handed the manager a low-grade spiritual stone and got a wooden sign. Then he took Lin Yuan to the southeast corner of the square and set up a stall.
One magic weapon after another was placed on the stall. Finally, Zhang Xianwen took out a handful of powder and sprinkled it on the magic weapon. Suddenly, all the magic weapons emitted a faint light.
"Junior brother, let's start." Zhang Xianwen encouraged.
Lin Yuan held a trumpet with amplification notes in his hand, his face turned red and his blood flow accelerated.
"Look, take a look, take a look, the best magic weapons are on sale for cheap! If you miss this time, you will regret it for decades!"
Lin Yuan was originally too shy to speak, but after shouting the first word, a golden light flashed in his soul, and he once again entered a state of concentration. The words are clear and the accent is clear, and the voice is loud.
"Hey, I can't tell, junior brother is quite talented."
Zhang Xianwen looked at Lin Yuan in surprise. Originally, he thought that his junior brother would be unable to speak, but he didn't expect that he could shout better than him.
It didn't take long for customers to be attracted.
"Black wooden needles? Do you want to sell 10 spiritual stones?" the middle-aged customer said as he picked up a magic weapon on the stall.
"Although it is easy to refine the black wood needles, it takes a lot of effort to assemble a set of 108 needles. Just take the 12 spiritual stones." Zhang Xianwen said calmly.
"Twelve yuan is the normal price. It's just that there is a slight flaw in the refining of your black wood needle. It should be caused by the instability of the use of earth fire. I can only pay 11 yuan at most." The middle-aged man shook his head.
"Good eyesight. 11 yuan is just 11 yuan, just treat it like making a friend." Zhang Xianwen said with a smile.
Time passed slowly, and Lin Yuan sat on the small bench, watching his senior brother selling the magical artifacts on the stall one by one. Soon, only 2 pieces were left.
"Take a look, take a look. Here are the last two pieces! Qingwen Magic Artifact Shop will make your dream of cultivating an immortal come true!"
"Junior brother, leave quickly!"
Just as Lin Yuan was shouting, Zhang Xianwen suddenly put away the stall, held Lin Yuan under his arm and started running quickly outside Fangshi.
"You liar! I finally caught you today! I bought your water shield and almost drowned in the water!"
A long-faced man with two people ran towards them angrily.
"Brother, are you selling fakes?" Lin Yuan looked at Zhang Xianwen in disbelief and said.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I, Zhang Xianwen, never sell fake products. It's just that the use time may be a little shorter." Zhang Xianwen said.
There are restrictions in Fang City, making it difficult for monks in the foundation-building stage to use spells. Therefore, both sides ran with all their strength.
Lin Yuan discovered that the senior brother did not run in a straight line, but took advantage of the terrain and crowds to make circuitous runs, like a breeze. He also uses visual misalignment to cause the opponent to lose vision from time to time.
"Damn, how come he runs so smoothly! How many times has he run?" The horse-faced man finally watched helplessly as the two disappeared from their sight.
"Senior brother, you are so skilled." Lin Yuan looked at Zhang Xianwen and said with emotion.
"Haha. Senior brother, although my practice of Qingfeng Jue is not that good, I still have quite a lot of experience in dexterity. Let's go back to Qingfeng Sect."
Outside Fangshi, Zhang Xianwen took Lin Yuan on a tree boat and flew back to the clan.
