The strength accumulated by the Donghua Sect, which has been in control of Dongzhou for hundreds of thousands of years, is unimaginable.
It's just that these have nothing to do with Li Zhe. Now that he has gathered all three medicines outside the Condensing Pill, his cultivation has reached a bottleneck. The next step is to prepare for the Condensing Pill and to step into the Golden Pill. Realm.
In fact, if Li Zhe is willing, he can immediately condense the elixir. With the help of these three top elixir-condensing medicines and the method of elixir condensation taught by the ancestor, he can reach the second level of elixir just like in the ancestor's trial. However, Li Zhe was not satisfied.
Therefore, Li Zhe has been sitting in the Dharma Pavilion these days, meditating hard on the method of condensing a first-grade golden elixir.
After sitting there for five days, Li Zhe got nothing.
During the Patriarch's trial, what Master Taihua meant was that he obviously understood the method of advancing to the second-grade golden elixir to become a first-grade golden elixir, but he did not declare it to his mouth.
Also, if the method of the first-grade golden elixir was so easy to come up with through hard thinking, it would be too simple. In the past countless years, there would be few people who have condensed the first-grade golden elixir.
While Li Zhe was sitting there, Chanjuan, the deacon of Yanxia Island, was also asking for an audience outside the law pavilion. Li Zhe frowned and asked:
"What's bothering you?"
Chanjuan's panicked voice came from outside:
"Master, today is the day when the elders of the sect teach the Dharma. I wonder if I will go. I am a true disciple. If I don't go, I just need to pass it on. I think I didn't know this rule when I first started, so I came here to tell you. Send a message."
The inner sect of the Donghua Sect is also like the Jiufeng Mountain. There are dedicated elders who teach the disciples some skills or solve doubts on specific days. The only difference is that the inner sect of the Jiufeng Mountain is all Yuan Yuan. Ying's cultivation level is completely different from that of the disciples guarding Jiufeng Mountain.
The period for teaching the inner sect's skills is set on the 20th day of each month. Li Zhe really didn't know this rule, so he asked:
"Oh? Which elder is teaching the exercises today? What are they talking about?"
At this time, Li Zhe was thinking hard about the method of condensing a first-grade golden elixir. He thought that the elders of this sect could not teach him. If it was just an ordinary skill, Li Zhe really had no interest in it, so he asked.
Na Chanjuan listened to Li Zhe's question outside and quickly answered:
"The person who is teaching the technique today is Elder Shu Nei Nei. This elder is a sword cultivator, so he must be teaching the sword cultivating method today!"
When Li Zhe heard the word sword cultivation, he became energetic. He had already seen Zuo Changsheng kill monsters with a sword hundreds of miles away. He was envious in his heart and wanted to learn this sword cultivation method for a long time. , I didn’t expect to be caught up by myself today.
Thinking about it, I couldn't figure out the method of condensing a first-grade golden elixir even if I continued to sit here. It would be better to experience the method of sword cultivation, and I made a decision immediately.
After asking Na Chanjuan about the place where the Kung Fu was taught, she also jumped out of the Law Pavilion and out of Yanxia Island, all the way to the place where the Kung Fu was taught.
Li Zhe has been staying on Yanxia Island since he joined the Donghua Sect. Today is the first time he went out. He also saw many inner disciples, but he didn't recognize them all. Li Zhe didn't recognize them, and they didn't recognize them either. Li Zhe, it's normal and not surprising that there are many inner disciples who don't recognize him.
The closer he got to the place where the power was taught, the more and more escaping lights appeared around Li Zhe. He must have gone to listen to the lectures given by Elder Weishu.
Li Zhe was concentrating on holding up the escaping light. When he saw a escaping light not far away, Li Zhe gradually came closer. When he got closer, he realized that it was a first-year disciple who was several years younger than Li Zhe. He was also facing the escaping light. Li Zhe cupped his hands and said:
"Senior Brother, I'm Lin Mingfeng, would you like to ask Senior Brother to listen to Elder Uncle's lecture on sword cultivation?"
"Exactly!"
Li Zhe also nodded. Lin Mingfeng's cultivation level was only one level lower than Li Zhe's. He was a monk at the ninth level of the Virtual God Realm. Seeing Li Zhe nod, he also said happily:
"It just so happens that I'm going there too, so I dare to go with my senior brother!"
Li Zhe was fine, but he secretly thought that this person was a familiar person.
The two of them went together to the place where the martial arts was taught. Lin Mingfeng kept chattering along the way. Most of the time, Li Zhe was listening and talking.
"Senior brother, I have wanted to learn the art of sword cultivation for a long time, but I have never had the opportunity. As soon as I heard that Elder Shu was teaching the exercises and teachings this month, I immediately dared to come over. I don't know if I have the skills to cultivate swordsmanship. Talent.”
"This elder uncle is a famous sword cultivator in our Donghua sect. His Yuanrong Sword Pill is said to be able to handle sixteen swords in one go. All eight swords are of average power and can be used at will, so they are quite effective against the enemy." The power of the sword has been increased by sixteen times. This sword cultivator is already very powerful. How powerful it is to split eight swords in one breath!"
"If I can learn this kind of swordsmanship, it will be much easier to kill those monsters. This is an offensive technique."
I have to say that although Lin Mingfeng was chirping, he also let Li Zhe know a lot of useful information. He could divide sixteen swords in one go, which Li Zhe also longed for!
Soon the two of them had arrived at the peak where the power was transferred. Many inner disciples had already arrived at the top of the peak.
There are thousands of futons on the top of the power transmission peak, presumably for the use of disciples attending lectures.
After Li Zhe and Lin Mingfeng put away their escape techniques and fell from the clouds, they also found two futons and sat down cross-legged next to each other, waiting for the teaching of the exercises to begin.
Lin Mingfeng was born to be a talkative person. All the brothers and sisters who were familiar with him knew about this problem, so they would avoid him when they met him. As a result, he was a talkative person and had nowhere to talk. He was also very frustrated. How can he feel better today? It's easy to meet a strange face, and it's like a flood opening, and he won't stop talking.
When they arrived at Chuan Gong Peak, Lin Mingfeng was still chattering non-stop. Li Zhe also smiled bitterly, wondering why he had agreed to go with this guy.
Li Zhe could only watch his eyes, nose, mouth, and mind and directly enter a state of concentration. No matter what Lin Mingfeng said, it was still a test of his will.
Fortunately, as time goes by, there are fewer and fewer empty futons on the Chuan Gong Peak. Apparently, the number of disciples who want to listen to the lecture has already come. Even the futons near Li Zhe are still empty. Quite a few.
It wasn't for any other reason, just because Lin Mingfeng had such a reputation for being a talkative, all the disciples who came here couldn't help but dodge aside when they saw him, and no one wanted to sit next to him.
Looking at Li Zhe sitting next to Lin Mingfeng, although most of the disciples did not know Li Zhe, they were all mourning for Li Zhe in their hearts at this moment:
"I think this senior brother rarely comes out to move around, but he is sitting next to junior brother Lin. Some people feel uncomfortable."
There are more and more disciples on Chuan Gong Peak, and most of these disciples know each other. At this moment, there are sounds of greetings and greetings everywhere, which actually drowns out the voice of Lin Mingfeng who was chattering on the side.
As soon as the hour came, the chime bell rang, and the originally noisy peak became quiet. Even Lin Mingfeng, who had never heard anything at the side, finally stopped talking at this moment.
The futon at the top was still empty. At this moment, a sword sound suddenly came from the distant sky, and a sword light came across from a distance. In the blink of an eye, they reached the peak of Chuan Gong, and a wide-sleeved Taoist robe appeared. A middle-aged Taoist also appeared on the futon at the head, with a black beard hanging down from his chin, looking elegant. He must be the uncle and elder.
All the disciples present greeted each other and said:
"I've met Elder Uncle!"
When Li Zhe saw the courtesy, he also secretly looked at the elder uncle. His aura was restrained and there was no trace of any leakage of spiritual power. It was obvious that his cultivation was profound and his Nascent Soul realm was truly extraordinary.
Unlike the elder Li Sheli whom Li Zhe had met before, although this elder uncle also had a restrained aura, his whole temperament was as sharp as a sword. This was also the unique temperament of a sword cultivator.
Li Zhe also noticed the sword and shield skills of this uncle just now. He was a few minutes faster than Senior Brother Zuo. It was so easy to reach a land of hundreds of miles, which made Li Zhe envious.
Elder Shu, who was on the first stage, also waved his hand and asked the disciples to stop paying respects and said:
"Disciples, please excuse yourself and sit down."
At this time, the more than a thousand inner disciples were all sitting on the futons. The elder uncle at the head also nodded with satisfaction. The most important talent of their sword cultivating lineage was not the talent for cultivating the Tao but the talent for practicing the sword. Some of them People with excellent talent for practicing Taoism may not necessarily be suitable for practicing swordsmanship.
It can be said that there is only one person in ten thousand who is suitable for swordsmanship, so the number of people in this line of swordsmanship is pitifully small. In recent years, the sect has only produced a good swordsmanship seedling, Zuo Changsheng, and there is no one else. .
Fortunately, all the disciples were very enthusiastic about the method of sword cultivation. Looking at the nearly a thousand disciples in the room, the uncle and elders also hoped that there would be a few good ones among them.
Immediately, he stopped talking nonsense. With a wave of his hand, more than a thousand pill-shaped objects flew out of his sleeves and landed in front of the disciples on the futon. These were the lowest-level sword pills, made from the Hunyuan Stone. , although it is ordinary, it is enough for use by these disciples who have never been exposed to swordsmanship.
And even if it is made of Hunyuan Stone Essence and can produce more than a thousand pieces at a time, only those with deep pockets like the Donghua Sect can do it.
Li Zhe was also given a black sword pill in front of him. Because the Hunyuan Stone was completely black, the sword pill made from the Hunyuan Stone was also of the same color and looked quite ordinary.
Holding it in hand and feeling it carefully, it was also novel. Lin Mingfeng on the side had already begun to complain:
"This dark one doesn't look good at all. If I kill the enemy then, won't it highlight my heroic appearance?"
Listening to Lin Mingfeng's words, Li Zhe was also amused. When killing enemies, just be practical. No matter how beautiful and flashy the sword pill is, what's the use of it?
However, even though Lin Mingfeng said that, he still couldn't put it down while holding the black sword pill in his hand.
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