Lin Du opened the last medicinal ingredient he had prepared for himself in his previous life, gathered some threads from his heart, and put them in the box, and they were really like threads.
It’s just that this thing is not a silk thread, but an aquatic plant that is extremely difficult to find in mountain streams. It is extremely difficult to see with the naked eye in the flowing stream. It can flow freely at the bottom of the water without a root system. The only opportunity to capture it is at the top of the waterfall. Waiting to catch it, and it must be on a moonless night, as the heartwort will not flee due to the disturbance of light.
Lin Du sat on the ice bed, looked at the small mess of silk, and suddenly laughed.
When I first searched for it, I was very anxious and tried many times in vain. But now it is much easier to use.
There seems to be a lot of suffering that I can no longer remember now.
Lin Du began to concentrate on refining the last medicinal ingredient.
But after taking the heart-stringing thread from the meridians into the body, with the strength of the spiritual power, Zhoutian wanders in the meridians, wandering quickly and escaping again and again, and when it leaks into the heart meridians, occasionally there is a trace of two The silk is left within the heart channel.
The transparent filaments are fused with spiritual power, now revealing a crystal brilliance, slowly blending into the cracks.
The glass heart, at this time, was also wrapped in the power of medicine and spiritual light, showing the same brilliance.
But there are still many filaments traveling in the meridians.
Lin Du was not discouraged. She was used to waiting and spending a lot of time to endure such loneliness.
The feeling of thin threads swimming in the meridians is not pleasant, like tiny crystal threads, which often sting the fine meridians and itch. Compared with the straightforward pain when refining various heavenly materials and earthly treasures, It's another kind of unbearable pain.
Lin Du only regarded it as cultivation.
On the road of spiritual practice, everyone has their own hardships, but she has already figured it out and everything went smoothly.
During Lin Du's retreat, Feng Chao had already held a secret meeting with the other sect forces to discuss it in detail with the complete deployment strategy report left by Lin Du.
She worriedly told Mo Lin beside her, "Learn a little. When this matter is over, you can become the acting head. When you are three hundred years old, I will pass on the throne." .”
Mo Lin accepted his fate and followed him, either him or Tian Wu, but his junior sister had no intention of doing so.
Jinxuan is kind-hearted, and Yuan Ye is busy developing a big business with Laojiu Laoshi. Although Yan Qing seems to be more suitable to be the leader than him, he has too many connections and prefers the Lundao Society he founded, so he becomes the leader. Doors are not suitable for this.
A leader needs more stability and uprightness than being all-rounded and elegant. He can sit still and no one dares to refute his face in one sentence.
Mo Lin was at least very intimidating in terms of force, so he was forced to be promoted.
Feng Chao looked at the silent pile beside him and sighed. Although the 100th generation disciples were full of talents, he always felt that their sect was going to be endless and no one was reliable.
During the days when Lin Du came out of seclusion, Chu Guanmeng was bored and sipping tons of wine when he suddenly remembered something, "How come you, a dragon, are still in the Supreme Sect?"
Wei Zhi covered the wine bottle.
Chu Guanmeng responded promptly, "But you seem to only come out every eight or nine years, so I don't want you to have a place to stay."
Wei Zhi opened the wine bottle.
"I was entrusted by others, so I watched. Besides, the world is so big and I am penniless. It would be difficult for me to find a place to stay and concentrate on my cultivation."
Chu Guanmeng fell into serious thought and slapped the table, "So you have no money!"
Wei Zhi sighed seriously, "So, I can only stay somewhere, just like you."
He began to talk to Chu Guanmeng, "Look, all my belongings have returned to Lindu, and so have you. Her original home has been moved away by her, and so have you. I have no money, and I have no money for the time being. What skills do you need to make money? You do too."
Chu Guanmengchao shouted loudly, "I'm different from you! I, I..."
It suddenly stopped talking, no, it seemed to be true.
The owner of Hanyue Secret Realm is now Lin Du. She eats and drinks from Lin Du. It seems that she is worse than Wei Zhi who just found a place to refining the true elixir.
Chu Guanmeng's hair exploded in horror, "No, no! I, I take up less space than you."
Wei Zhi raised his arms to Shi Shiran to drink. He is smart and easy to deceive.
Lin Du stayed in seclusion for another ten years.
It was really difficult to guide and control the thin threads. At first, Lin Du only thought that by constantly running his spiritual power, he could make these thin threads leak into her tattered heart, but he was still too young and thought too simply.
These filaments are as unconscious as she is.
Lin Du could only start to accurately control the spiritual power guidance, control the spiritual power in the body over and over again, narrow the range, and "fill" his heart along every crack, fill every gap accurately, and connect every section. Okay, then slowly wrap it with spiritual power and refine it into one body.
Three years of filling, three years of refining, and another three years of mending.
After it was completely filled, Lin Du discovered that when he looked inside, every gap could be seen through the spiritual power. Even though they were all crystal clear, they could still be distinguished.
It's not that the refining is not enough, but that there are traces of repairs.
If it is broken, it is broken. Even if the function and strength are restored to what a normal monk should be, it will never be restored to its original appearance.
Lin Du is in a good state of mind. If he can't recover, he won't recover. After all, he has no worries now and can rest assured to open up.
She spent the last year successfully breaking through the barrier with the accumulated spiritual power and reaching the sixth phase, the phaseless realm.
Riding on the clear breeze and bright moon, Lin Du came out of the pass and faced the seven-nine tribulations of the phaseless realm.
The calamity clouds accumulated rapidly. Lin Du stood under the thunder and easily blocked the five or nine heavenly calamities in front of him.
People who heard the sound from afar began to divide the candies.
"This thunder was so loud when it came down, but it disappeared all of a sudden after the results came out?" Yan Qing was stunned for a moment while holding a small notebook.
"Uncle Junior Master can block this lightning tribulation faster than I can saw wood." Yuan Ye commented.
"My uncle's state is faster than yours at sawing wood." Ni Jinxuan commented unceremoniously.
Yuan Ye chuckled, "The thing about realm is to follow the heart, you know? Follow the heart. When I think about it, my cultivation level will also be able to improve."
"Then why can't you think about it?" Ni Jinxuan did not give in.
"Because I can't do it." Yuan Ye recognized it simply, "I have such a heavy burden every day and am busy preparing things for war. How can I think about it? Didn't you notice that the stove in our mountain is burning, it's like spring all year round, and there's smoke every day? People think we are fairy mountains shrouded in mist, but in fact they are all made by boilers, hey, you didn’t expect it!”
"It's the last nine heavenly tribulations! It's almost as thick as a mountain!" Ni Jinxuan's attention has been diverted, "I don't know how my uncle is doing."
Lin Du was very good, not only very good, but when he threw the thunder talisman, he even attracted some of the sect's two thunder pools.
The way of heaven has been basically completed, and the next thunder is even more powerful, and the sound is so loud that it hurts people's ears.
Lin Du shook his head, "You really have to pick up the bowl to eat and then put the bowl down to curse, right? Have you forgotten who worked so hard to feed you like this? Don't be so shameless."
Another huge thunder struck, and Lin Du was knocked directly to the ground. The power of thunder and lightning in his body roared, and when it passed by his heart, it began to be hammered and forged, and the connection between each thread and the connection between the thread and the crack were all broken. After repeated smelting, an inseparable state was achieved.
Lin Du simply lay down on the ground and let the thunder power temper him without moving.
Lin Du was born with the last three thunderbolts.
But I saw the continuous thunder and the continuous mysterious thunder, which illuminated the forbidden area like a day.
"It's so bright. Yamashita estimates that the soymilk shop is about to start grinding soymilk. Why don't we go down and have breakfast before my junior uncle has finished his ordeal?" Yuan Ye rubbed his hands.
"I think it's okay." Chu Guanmeng jumped out of nowhere.
The thunder gradually subsided, but the sky was brightened, and the sky was filled with glow. The birds and beasts that had been frightened by the thunder began to raise their heads desperately to welcome the spiritual rain.
Lin Du Luotuo lay on the ground and waited for Lingyu to finish repairing his body. Then he stood up neatly. When he turned back to the cave, he suddenly saw the completely smashed defensive formation in front of the cave.
She paused and looked at it for a while. Her clothes were in tatters, her face was washed by the rain, but her gray pupils were out of focus. After a long time, she shook her head and said, "It won't work this time."
Yan Ye can't do it. The sky thunder defense array he put up is broken. How many years has it been?
