Chapter 8 Alchemy Master
"His!"
Lin Mu took a breath, feeling that his world view had been overturned.
"I think you should know by now how amazing the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife is. If you can get its recognition after it awakens, you are simply the luckiest person in the world." The mysterious old man said with emotion.
Hearing this, Lin Mu's eyes suddenly brightened: "Meteor Lake is so big, I think there are many people who have fallen into the lake. Why did it choose me? Is there any hidden peerless bloodline in my body?"
The mysterious old man looked at him deeply: "Do you feel that no matter how much you practice, your spiritual energy is like a stone dropped into the sea and cannot be improved?"
"exactly."
Lin Mu felt excited, it seemed that his reputation as a waste was finally going to be washed away.
"Hey, because..." the mysterious old man sighed, "because you are a rare and unprecedented person..."
Hahaha!
I knew that it was gold, and it would shine sooner or later. I must be that kind of genius whose talents were buried!
Lin Mu's inner excitement could no longer be described in words.
"Because you are a once-in-a-million-year, unprecedented super useless person." The mysterious old man sighed with emotion, "I have lived for almost two hundred years, and I have never seen a useless person like you. Your physique, Even if it is a completely barren desert, even if you practice for thousands of years, you will not be able to become a warrior."
"Impossible!" Lin Mu said in disbelief: "If I am useless, how could the Immortal-Slaying Flying Sword choose me?"
"If you weren't a peerless loser, it wouldn't have chosen you." The mysterious old man shook his head, "The Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife is the most precious treasure in the universe. I have never seen any genius. Even if you were born with the gift of a god, you will not be chosen by it. Take it seriously. On the contrary, a peerless waste like you, without any talent for cultivation, is like a barren desert, or a piece of white paper that can be transformed and smeared."
Lin Mu was greatly shocked and even resisted: "Then wouldn't I become its puppet?"
"Lin Mu, as the new owner of the immortal-killing flying knife, please remember this."
Seeing Lin Mu like this, the mysterious old man's expression became extremely sharp and serious, "With the power of the immortal-killing flying knife, if you want to find a puppet, in this universe, the strong men who come to line up can fill hundreds of Lingwu Continents." .”
"People, never belittle yourself, never stop believing in yourself. You are a loser, but you have endured nine years of ridicule, but always persisted and never gave up. How many people can do this? In the Falling Star Lake, the one who is about to drown, Where is Lin Mu, who is still unwilling and shouting crazily, where is he?"
boom!
The mysterious old man's words were like morning bells and evening drums, suddenly waking Lin Mu up in a cold sweat: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."
"You are a typical person who worries about gains and losses." The mysterious old man said softly, "In the past, you had almost nothing and could only rely on yourself on the path of cultivation. At this time, a person's nature is best reflected, but now that you have the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, You know there is hope for the future, but you are lost.”
"Remember, the latter is very dangerous. On the road of spiritual practice, you must maintain your previous mentality at all times. Experience the power of life in silence, and learn to dance to your heart's content in the wind and rain."
"Yes, senior." Lin Mu's voice was full of respect. This time it was not for the mysterious old man's strength, but for his sincere teachings.
"As for the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife and your cultivation, you have to rely on yourself. Let me talk about this gourd now. In the Milky Way world, most people in the world pay attention to the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife. They often gourd this gourd, but they don't think about whether they can become the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife. The carrier of the Immortal Flying Knife, how can it be an ordinary thing."
"I was a master of alchemy during my lifetime, and my practice was only mediocre. Alchemy was my specialty, so I couldn't figure out the secret of the immortal-killing flying knife. But I have studied this gourd very thoroughly. Its name is the immortal gourd. Even the gods are interested in it. If you can practice it, refining elixirs will naturally be no problem. For the specific method, when I pass away, the fragments of my thoughts will be integrated into your consciousness. It contains the knowledge and techniques I learned during my lifetime, and you will know it yourself."
"Okay, my residual thoughts are about to disappear, so I won't talk nonsense anymore, and finally help you. I will leave three elixir fires in your sea of consciousness, which can resolve three crises for you. With my current ability The power of condensing three rays of elixir fire is already the limit, so you must be cautious in the future and only use it when you encounter a truly irresistible crisis."
The mysterious old man opened his right hand, and golden energy surged from his palm.
Lin Mu's face turned pale. Although he knew that the mysterious old man would not attack him, his heart was still trembling. The golden flame in the other man's palm was too terrifying.
He even had a premonition that if this energy was allowed to explode, the entire Xichuan City would be destroyed in an instant.
After a moment, the golden flame was divided into three flames, floating in his sea of consciousness.
"These three elixir fires are stored in your sea of consciousness. You only need to visualize them with your mind, and they will be released."
Seeing that the figure of the mysterious old man was about to dissipate, Lin Mu was inexplicably touched and felt a lot of reluctance. He couldn't help but said: "Wait a minute, Master, this disciple doesn't know your name yet."
With these words, he obviously no longer regards the mysterious old man as a "senior", but as a master.
"I came from the king's house, neither a Tao nor a Buddha. After the death of fate, we met in Taixu. Don't ask me about my origins, for fear of shocking the common people. If you want to know the day when we meet again, it will be elusive in a hundred years. You can have this kind of thought, It can be seen that the Flying Sword of Killing Immortals did not choose the wrong person. Remember, the master is Wangwu Wu Qingyun..."
The voice of joy echoed in the void of the sea of consciousness, and then the figure of the mysterious old man suddenly turned into a ball of dazzling white light, like the scorching sun of heaven and earth.
This "scorching sun" shot towards Lin Mu with a bang.
Lin Mu's heart was full of horror. At this time, he could no longer sense anything concretely. He only felt that the world was about to collapse. Under the remnants of his master, his personal consciousness was too small, just like the difference between a vast ocean and a drop of water.
"Earth? Dragon civilization?"
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Mu looked around blankly. What happened before seemed like a dream, but he knew it was not a dream, because there were actually more memories in his consciousness that did not belong to him.
