Cultivation of Immortality

Xunyi was happy and put it under his nose and smelled it. There was no medicinal smell at all. After thinking for a while, he put the little frog into his mouth and swallowed it. This was due to his trust in Lord Zhengtian. , before, his worship of this great monk who transformed into a feather was ignorant. With the years of practice and the growth of his knowledge, he truly felt the difficulty of practice and the mystery of magical powers. At this time, his worship has reached the peak of mountains. Yang Zhi meant that he didn't believe that such a great monk couldn't even identify the elixir.

The little frog didn't melt like the elixir he had taken before. It was as unresponsive as swallowing a piece of jade. Xunyi, who was prepared to endure the pain, slowly relaxed. According to his experience, none of the elixirs were delicious. , the stronger the effect, the greater the pain caused. Has this thing completely lost its effectiveness after thousands of years?

Just as he was thinking wildly, a coolness spread throughout his body. It felt so comfortable. It turned out that the pills for improving cultivation were not unpleasant to eat. As soon as this thought flashed through his body, thorns like threads appeared on his limbs. The pain made him understand that things are not that cheap. Soon, the pain became as severe as needle pricks, as if thousands of needles were randomly piercing his body. Then, those needles seemed to be burning red, causing him not only pain but also pain. There was a burning sensation, and he seemed to be able to smell the burnt smell, and the illusory feeling seemed real.

This was not the first time that Xun Yi suffered this kind of crime. He was busy using his spiritual power to collect the power of the medicine, but the tangible "needle" was so overbearing that he used all his spiritual power to surrender. One root, but he could not immediately use it for his own use. When he wanted to conquer the second root, his spiritual power moved slightly, and this one broke free. He realized that he could not be impatient and had to smelt it little by little. Thinking of having to endure the pain of random needle punctures to smelt thousands of medicinal powers, he felt chills in his heart. At this point, it was too late to regret.

Fortunately, his body became numb the next day and the pain became dull, but the impact became clearer. At this time, he finally fully absorbed the first dose of medicine.

On the eighth day, Gongsun rushed over to visit. Monks in the Kairong period would be in seclusion for at most seven or eight days before eating. When he came under the big tree, he saw Mrs. Hua waiting by the hut.

Seeing Gongsun Chong, she waved her hand and said with a spiritual thought, "It doesn't matter, go ahead."

Gongsun Chong felt relieved and turned around. Ten days later, Xun Yi still didn't come to see him. He felt a little uneasy. When he went to visit again, Mrs. Hua still said, "It doesn't matter, go ahead." This made Gongsun Chong secretly happy for his brother. , he thought that Mrs. Hua must have given him some blessing.

On the fourth day of Xunyi's seclusion, Mrs. Hua began to pay attention to his condition with her spiritual consciousness from time to time. When she noticed something was wrong, she rushed over immediately. After careful inspection, she concluded that he had taken some kind of elixir. She naturally thought it was Su. Wan gave it to Su Wan. Although she felt that the elixir was too overbearing, she expected that there would be no danger. Out of caution, she decided to wait nearby. She must not let Su Wan's disciples have any accidents with her.

When Gongsun Chong came for the first time, her heart was still stable. On the tenth day of Xunyi's retreat, she did not dare to relax for a moment. Her consciousness was always firmly locked on Xunyi, and she inadvertently witnessed Xunyi personally. The increase in cultivation level and the magic of Xuanfang Sect's elixirs made her sigh. If she knew the truth, she might not be in the mood to sigh.

After absorbing the five medicinal powers, Xun Yi's depressed mood suddenly became brighter. Different from the ordinary ebb and flow, he only dealt with one medicinal power each time, and his own spiritual power, which was integrated with the five medicinal powers, was greatly improved, so his efficiency was More than doubling, the power of the medicine was gathered faster. The sudden increase in spiritual power inevitably expanded the veins and Qi. When nearly half of the power of the medicine was melted, the pain was already unbearable for him. Now that he had taken the initiative, he had two choices. The choice is, one is to force the remaining medicine out of the body, or the other is to endure the pain and continue, which may lead to disintegration and death.

Out of his trust in Lord Zhengtian, he decided to persevere. When Lord Zhengtian gave him these elixirs, he didn't cherish them very much. As Lord Zhengtian said, as his experience increased, he understood the value of these elixirs more and more, so he didn't want to waste them at all. Although he had made up his mind, his not-so-strong perseverance was quickly lost in the face of the ever-increasing pain. He managed to absorb less than one-tenth of the remaining medicine, and gave up.

Although this waste made his heart bleed, he would rather die than endure the severe pain at this time.

Xun Yi, who was cursing his own worthlessness while pushing out the medicine, didn't know that he had stopped just in time before the gate of hell. If it had been a stronger Xi Yang or Gongsun Chong, he would have rushed in at this time.

Because his cultivation level was greatly reduced, Zhengtianjun made a misjudgment in seizing the Immortal Pill. This little frog is more mysterious than Seizing the Immortal Pill. It was specially designed by a great monk to form a disciple with a special physique. It was refined by chance and was obtained by the monk who besieged Lord Zhengtian. Because the refining method and packaging method of this medicine were very unusual, Lord Zhengtian looked away when he seized it, thinking that it was just Kairong. In fact, even if he found out that the medicine used by monks was the medicine used by monks, he would not care. This type of medicine was useless to him, so he threw it aside and gave it to Xun Yi. Even if he tried to check carefully, he couldn't find out why. If it hadn't been for thousands of years for the medicine's potency to be greatly reduced, Xun Yi would have died when the medicine first took effect. Even so, he would have died if he had desperately tried to absorb all the medicine's power.

It can be seen that some of the advantages that are praised by everyone may not always bring benefits to people, and sometimes they can be fatal. Of course, Xunyi, who does not know the truth and is currently feeling distressed and trembling because of the waste of medicine, cannot escape from this disaster. He has gained this insight, otherwise it will become a powerful excuse for his laziness in the future.

The medicinal power of this elixir is not pure spiritual power. Although most of it will be converted into spiritual power after being smelted, its greatest effect lies in the nourishment and expansion of the Qi and meridians. The unsmelted medicinal power still maintains its original power. Some attributes, so Mrs. Hua immediately knew Xun Yi's state at this time, and couldn't help but frown. As more medicinal power was forced out, she secretly sighed, but it was a pity that she flew away to avoid a certain distance. Due to her different clan origins, The cultivation methods are also very different, and this type of elixir is harmful to her rather than helpful.

After Xunyi opened his eyes, he gave Mrs. Hua a wry smile. With the other party's cultivation level, he didn't need to explain anything at all.

Mrs. Hua flew back, swaying away the strong medicinal power around her, and said, "What a pity."

Xun Yi was about to cry, and his heart was filled with regret.

, secretly cursing himself for not living up to expectations.

Mrs. Hua said softly, "Don't even think about it now."

Xunyi calmed down his feelings, looked at Su'er's body and said, "This kid still has some loyalty."

Mrs. Hua used her spiritual consciousness to sweep over there, and saw Gongsun Chong looking here worriedly, mumbling worries about Xun Yi to Su'er, she was surprised and said, "Your cultivation is..., let me see." Look." He said and pointed his jade finger at Xun Yi's forehead.

After checking, Mrs. Hua looked at him with wide eyes for a long time before saying, "Isn't this elixir refined by the Xuanfang Sect?"

Xunyi asked nervously, "How much has my cultivation level improved?" Based on his feelings, he knew that he must have broken through to a new level, but the specific details were not clear.

"We have reached the late stage of Kairong." Mrs. Hua looked at him and murmured, with a rather complicated expression on her face.

"Really?" Xunyi was overjoyed.

"If you don't waste the power of the medicine, you should be on the verge of forming an elixir. What kind of elixir is this?"

Xun Yi's heart began to bleed again. Fortunately, he was not a greedy person. Being able to break through two realms in a row was far beyond his expectations. His satisfaction soon offset his regret. He showed a flattering smile and said, "This is a disciple." Now, not only can I not tell my uncle about my good fortune, but I also have to ask him to help me keep it secret."

"Does your master know?"

"I know." Xun Yi answered simply.

"Nonsense!" Mrs. Hua glared at him with a smile, "She must know that she will never let you run around with such a pill that can kill you."

Xunyi chuckled and said, "I really can't say it. Master, don't ask, otherwise I will have to make up lies."

Mrs. Hua looked at him angrily and said, "Is this the only one?"

Xunyi nodded vigorously.

"I can't believe what you said." She couldn't ask too much and said half-truthfully, "Go back to your master quickly. I don't want to be complained by your master in the future."