After arriving at the sect, the five junior brothers handed over their bags and left in despair.
Zhang Feixuan also wanted to leave, but Song Yin held him back.
"Junior brother, are you not sleepy?"
Zhang Feixuan squeezed out a smile: "No, I'm not sleepy..."
"That's good. After all, you are in the 'Using Wisdom' stage. After reaching the 'Fighting Strength' stage, your energy will increase significantly. You should not be sleepy. Since you are not sleepy, then accompany me to refine the elixir. It will be enough to provide the junior brothers with what they need tomorrow." Practice it." Song Yin said with a smile.
"Now, now?" Zhang Feixuan glanced at the dark sky.
"Of course it's now. If we practice again tomorrow, wouldn't it mean that our junior brother and those mortals who have defected to us will be eating grass dumplings again? Not only do they cut their throats, they are not very nutritious. When I think about what we eat on weekdays, My heart is cut with a knife, this is really my senior brother's dereliction of duty!" Song Yin felt a little guilty.
He thought that at the foot of his mountain, he would have meat and vegetables every day, and that he would be well fed. This was because his master had high hopes for him, and he kept it in his heart.
But when he reaches the sect and becomes the senior brother, he will repay the favor. This Jinxian sect is not just the sect of the master, but now it is also the sect of his Song Yin!
Song Yin took Zhang Fei If we have to lead people to collect resources, I can’t guarantee that we’ll have enough food and drink right now, but let’s make sure everyone is well-nourished first.”
Before he got started, he thought that the Jinxian Sect, as an alchemy sect, should take drugs like chewing jelly beans, and by refining their Qi, they would be able to live without food.
However, when he started practicing Qi, he realized that it was all bullshit.
Even though he has only been in the industry for one day, he is a great immortal, has reached the 'fighting power' stage, and is familiar with the "Golden Immortal Great Pill Art", so he naturally knows what the path to refining qi is.
The first level of Qi refining, 'Shou Zhuo', is the preliminary Qi refining to keep the mana and energy in the body from dissipating. You need to meditate every day to stabilize yourself.
But this first step requires a lot of nutrients, and the second level of solidifying the energy is to stabilize the mana and true energy in the body so that it will not leak out. Only then can you take action, but the nutrients required are only high, not low.
Among the dozen or so disciples he saw, except for Zhang Feixuan, who was a fifth-level Yongzhi, most of the others were first-level Shouzhuo. Occasionally, there was a second-level Gu Yuan disciple, but they all had loose qi movement and were obviously foundational. Not playing it safe.
When reaching the third level of fighting power, that is, the infuriating mana can be used on oneself, and the power skyrockets. He Song Yin relies on Wuluo's true body. Although he has reached this stage in one step, his need for food is even greater.
Maybe the other junior disciples under his sect are not as powerful as him, but there is definitely nothing wrong with needing to eat.
If a person eats grass dumplings, where does he get the necessary nutrients and blood energy? If he meditates every day, his health will only get lower and lower.
"The master is good, but I don't pay all attention to the disciples. However, as a disciple, I won't talk about the master. The sect is also our sect, so this matter of jurisdiction is what we and the senior brothers should do. You are The fifth level of 'Yongzhi' should be the highest at present. Fortunately, I have you, otherwise I would have to ask the master to open the elixir for me." Song Yin said with a smile.
"Senior brother, this alchemy fire technique is really inferior. Don't you know how to do it?" Zhang Feixuan couldn't help but asked: "You can turn stone into gold."
The third level of fighting power, the fourth level of skill, and the fifth level of wisdom. At the fifth level, you can use a variety of spells, including the fire of alchemy.
But this also depends on the person. During the day, he used a magic that was close to turning stone into gold. He couldn't be divided by ordinary realm. How could he not create a pill fire in just one area?
Song Yin gave him a strange look: "That spell is just a superficial use of magic power. You can master it if you practice more on weekdays. In contrast, this Dan Fire technique only needs to be at your level."
superficial...
practice practice...
"Senior brother is right." Zhang Feixuan could only smile politely but without losing embarrassment.
He didn't even bother to ask Song Yin why he could see his realm.
I have never heard of anyone who can see the state of others by practicing qi. This thing is just a self-knowledge of warmth and coldness. Knowing how much mana you have is already very good. After all, when refining qi and refining qi, isn't it the same as refining one's own qi?
If you don't show some appearance, no one will know where you are.
But Song Yin is a very weird person, and he can't think about it in detail. After all, no matter how much he thinks about it, he still won't understand it, and it will affect his own state of mind.
Arriving at the side hall, Song Yin unpacked his luggage, looked at the large and small clothes inside, and then looked at Zhang Feixuan.
"Senior brother, these clothes..."
Just when Zhang Feixuan was about to explain, Song Yin waved his hand: "The mountain breeze is cool at night, so you should prepare some clothes. I understand."
He spread out the collected wild vegetable roots and some herbs, and said to Zhang Feixuan: "Go and get water."
"Yes, senior brother." Zhang Feixuan responded, and was about to exit to fetch water, but at this moment, a strange sound suddenly rang out from the half-man high-alchemy furnace in the center of the hall.
"whee..."
Like a baby's chuckle, cheerful and light, full of joy.
Laughter rang out, and Song Yin and Zhang Feixuan looked in that direction.
From the edge of the alchemy furnace, a small green thing slowly crawled out. There were two of these things, both about the size of a palm. One had a single eye, and the other had both eyes. The eyes took up one-third of the body. The one-eyed one only had a nose, and it was grinning. The big teeth are silly and the eyes have no nose, but there are three mouths occupying the small body.
Their limbs are very small, like a palm-sized baby, entangled with each other. Sometimes the one-eye climbs on the head of the three-mouthed one, and sometimes the three-mouthed one sticks behind the one-eye. They crawl to the edge of the alchemy furnace and play and fight there.
"Um?"
Song Yin frowned and pointed at Zhang Feixuan, "What is this?"
At this time, Zhang Feixuan was completely stunned when he saw this thing, and it seemed that he could not hear Song Yin's voice.
Seeing Zhang Fei At his feet, he seemed to want to continue climbing up.
Song Yin kicked the thing with his feet, and when his toes touched it, the two little things immediately fell over, squeaking and laughing, and then quickly climbed up along the toes and reached his shoulders. Have fun on your shoulders.
no offence...
Song Yin opened his eyes, glowing with white light, and looked at this thing carefully.
joy...
kindly...
Like some kind of elf.
But this feeling...
Song Yin suddenly looked at the green round gem on the incense table, and it felt somewhat similar to this thing.
"Hunyuan Tianzun?" Song Yin asked doubtfully.
"It, it..."
Suddenly Zhang Feixuan's voice sounded next to him, and he pointed at the little thing on Song Yin's shoulder, his fingers trembling, and his eyes full of shock.
This time it was not that he was afraid or shocked that Song Yin had figured out something strange again, but that he felt like he had seen some legendary treasure.
"Hunyuan True Spirit! Senior brother, this is Hunyuan True Spirit!" Zhang Feixuan's voice became shrill.
