"You are already seventy or eighty years old, how can you still have any charm?"
Elder Liao laughed, but did not see any movement. He suddenly stood up, like an albatross soaring in the sky, flying across the sky without even shaking his robe.
"Second-level spell, soaring into the sky!"
Zhao Lin's eyebrows raised slightly, and the name of the spell flashed in his mind.
It's not that he knows this spell, but in the fifth grid of the spiritual map, the four characters "Soaring into the Clouds and Sweeping the Sky" suddenly appear, and next to it is a plum blossom with four petals.
The position of the spell name is not at the bottom of the grid like other first-level spells. Instead, it rises one grid, indicating that this is a second-level spell.
At the same time, the fonts kept flickering, looming, and the plum blossoms were just faint shadows.
Zhao Lin knew that this was because although the spiritual map could sense the mana fluctuations, it was too far away to capture the spell.
"The second-level flying spell is a pity!"
Elder Liao put away his spells and came forward to greet Zhou Hongfang and the other three. Zhao Lin sighed inwardly.
Although the foundation-building monks have the ability to fly, they only rely on their abundant mana to forcefully control the air. Not only does their mana consume very quickly, but their speed is also far inferior to that of small spirit boats.
But flying spells like Soaring into the Sky are different. The mana is saved at least half, and the speed is far beyond what simple air control can match.
If you reach the level of Dacheng, you can also form a spiritual energy circulation outside the body to resist evil spirits, allowing monks at the foundation level to fly in the clouds for a long time, comparable to monks from the Purple Mansion.
Zhao Lin's heart just fluttered and he quickly calmed down.
The second-level spells cannot be used until the later stage of Qi refining. If you learn them now, you won't be able to use them. It is better to study the first-level spells.
Thinking of this, he patted the lock bag on his body and followed the others into the valley.
During this trip, he put all fifty-one spiritual stones into a lock bag and took them with him.
On the one hand, it is because I have been away from the Lingdao Temple for too long and I am worried that it is not safe in my residence. On the other hand, I also think that if I encounter a suitable spell, I can practice it immediately.
Dozens of spiritual stones, weighing two hundred kilograms, are a bit heavy for a monk in the early stage of Qi refining, but they are trivial to a Xiantian realm martial artist.
"This is Bitter Bamboo Peak. The county's spiritual fields are planted on this peak. Over there is Qingyan Lake, not far from the spiritual veins. It is a place of retreat..."
Elder Liao is the elder of Dongyang County Lingdao Temple. He is quite talkative. He talked and laughed along the way and introduced the places he passed to everyone one by one.
"You all have come a long way. You must be a little tired. Please rest here for a night."
Elder Liao led everyone to a house surrounded by green trees by the lake. He stopped and said, "When the people from the Xiniuzhou Spiritual Dao Temple arrive tomorrow, we will help you all."
Zhou Hongfang raised his hand and said, "Thank you, Elder Liao. It's getting late. I'll just wait and see."
The house is not luxurious, but it is quite spacious. Wooden houses are built next to each other, and everyone can get a house.
The disciples really needed to rest. The turbulent flow of evil energy over Juyan Province was very violent. They were thrown all over the place on the spirit boat. Many of them still haven't recovered yet.
Zhao Lin had martial arts skills, so he didn't feel uncomfortable and chose a quiet room to stay.
Thinking that I had not practiced yet today, I sat down cross-legged in the room and used my kung fu to hit the acupoints.
There are faint signs of looseness in the twenty-fifth spiritual orifice, but based on past experience, it is estimated that there will still be some time before it can break away.
Every time twelve innate spiritual orifices are opened, they are connected with each other, which increases the spiritual power to a higher level, but at the same time, it also sets up obstacles for the next breakthrough.
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The next day, morning.
"Juyan Prefecture is the fourth largest prefecture of Chenghua Sect. The prefecture is rich in fire, which is suitable for refining elixirs and refining weapons. The word "Yan" in Juyan Prefecture comes from this."
Yesterday, the two deacons who were responsible for the reception together with Elder Liao led the disciples to visit Dongyang County.
Zhou Hongfang and the two elders had been here many times and were very familiar with this place, so they did not accompany them.
"This mountain peak is called Huoyun Peak. The mountain is connected to the fire of the earth's lungs. There is a large magic circle at the foot of the mountain to change the nature of the earth's fire, making it both civil and military. Wenhuo can refine elixirs, and martial fire can refine weapons."
Arriving at a mountain peak shaped like a turtle, two deacons proudly introduced it.
After hiking to the top of the mountain, a huge pit appeared.
Dozens of underground furnaces made of fire-resistant dock stones are neatly arranged in the pit. Dozens of alchemists are working feverishly to refine elixirs in the furnaces. The air is filled with a strong smell of elixirs.
"This is the place where low-grade elixirs are refined. There is a special alchemy room for medium-grade and above elixirs."
"You are free to visit, just be careful not to disturb the alchemist."
Everyone walked into the pit and saw an alchemist standing in front of each underground furnace, with young apprentices helping him.
"Screening technique!"
"Rolling Cauldron Technique!"
"Three Yin Fire Control Techniques!"
"The Seventh Turn of the Alchemy Slaughter Technique..."
When passing the alchemy furnace, Zhao Lin noticed that the names of various spells kept flashing on the spiritual cultivation map.
In just half a cup of tea, seven or eight kinds of tea appeared alternately.
"It seems that as long as the distance is close enough and you stay for a while, the spiritual map will be able to capture the spell."
Zhao Lin walked and looked at it, and at the same time erased the alchemy spell in the spiritual chart.
If the grids were infinite, he wouldn't mind mastering one more art. Unfortunately, refining alchemy requires too many spells. Even if he uses all nine grids of the spiritual cultivation chart, he may not be able to learn them all.
He didn't intend to make an elixir, but he watched it with great interest.
The process of alchemy is complicated and requires precise control of the properties of the medicine and the temperature. Like many industries, alchemists become more and more popular as they get older.
For the same medicinal materials, a high-level alchemist can maximize the value of the medicinal materials. An inexperienced alchemist not only has a low rate of elixir production, but may even end up with a whole batch of useless elixirs.
"Get ready, start the furnace now!"
When Zhao Lin passed an alchemy furnace, he heard a loud shout.
I saw a stout alchemist with a beard on his face, his sleeves rolled up high, revealing his strong arms. He was using his magic power to activate the fire, and controlled the medicine cauldron to roll up and down. At first glance, he looked like a chef in the kitchen.
"open!"
The alchemist gave a loud shout and threw a handful of dark star sand into the furnace, and the fire was instantly extinguished.
After a while, he turned over the medicine cauldron and poured out more than twenty red blood-enhancing pills.
Zhao Lin felt that this alchemist looked exactly like the bandit leader Zhuanshan Leopard, and couldn't help but take a second look.
If it weren't for the fact that this was Juyanzhou, he even suspected that the two might be related.
After leaving the alchemy platform, everyone visited the Lingdao Temple in Dongyang County.
The Lingdao Temple in Hanchi County was already very impressive, but compared to the Lingdao Temple in Dongyang County, it pales in comparison.
The courtyard is vast and the buildings are towering, one after another. It took me half a day to just take a quick look around.
When we came out of Lingdao Temple, the sun was setting over the western mountains, and it was already more than half of the Shen hour.
"Today's itinerary ends here. People from Xiniuzhou have also arrived. Let's go to the reception banquet!" (End of Chapter)
