Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 66 Breaking the courtyard wall and becoming famous

Only the early disciples are left?

Mainly to broaden your knowledge?

Listening to Song Mang's two words, Wu Meng subconsciously rubbed his fingers on his sleeves, feeling a little surprised.

Alchemy is vast and profound, and it is difficult to make progress without time.

As for the disciples who are in the early stage of Qi training, how can they put too much thought into the alchemy path just a few years after they first started practicing?

The difficulty of this competition should be within a reasonable range.

However, Song Mang did not ask for a ranking, which really surprised Wu Meng.

Of course, if you don’t ask for it, don’t ask for it. If you take so many things from others when you first get started, you still have to show something...

Thinking of this, Wu Meng already had some concerns in his heart.

The competition will take place less than half a month later.

Wu Meng asked for the time and then resigned and left.

……

after that.

Wu Meng still practiced step by step.

The cyclone in his Dantian is the size of a fist, which is a sign of the third level of Qi training. The next step is to wait until the Dantian is full, compress the cyclone and return it to the size of a jujube stone. This is considered a breakthrough to the middle stage of Qi training.

This process is also called the One Jujube Realm. From then on, each stage in the middle stage requires refining the ‘One Jujube’. When the Four Jujubes are completed, the jujubes will be broken into a sea and break through to the high level.

Not to mention, at the fourth level of Qi training, spiritual consciousness will be born. At that time, no matter how you perform spells or control objects, you will be "like a god with help".

It is precisely because of this that the middle stage of Qi training will usher in a transformation of fighting ability.

This day.

Wu Meng completed a weekly movement, no more, no less, just half a day.

He concentrated for a moment and realized that with the current size of the cyclone, it would take at least half a year to fill his Dantian.

Without the aid of elixirs, this speed would only be considered so-so among early disciples.

He was quite satisfied with this. After all, his Aoki species was still growing and there was no shortage of time.

A few more days.

Luo Qingbao came riding a kite.

Wu Meng asked him to buy three ambergris trees and a set of small fog formations.

A total of one hundred and thirty spirit stones were spent.

When the array bunting is placed in the nursery, it can imbue the mist with spirit and evolve an environment suitable for the growth of ambergris.

And three ambergris trees, after the maturity period in the first year, can produce nine yellow dragon fruits every year starting from the second year.

Huanglong fruit is the core spiritual material of Bichundan.

Wu Meng roughly calculated that planting at this time and starting to refine alchemy when the breakthrough reaches the mid-term can make up for at least 10% of the consumption of spiritual materials.

It only takes three to five years to pay back the investment.

In the future, as you improve your alchemy skills, your profits will only get higher and higher.

Of course, after buying this round, he had almost used up all his two years of savings.

……

Just when Wu Meng turned his back on what was going on outside the window and concentrated on practicing.

Within Yunyao Sect.

On the Sanjiang Peak, the scorching sun was shining brightly and the fire was rising.

This peak is responsible for the affairs of the sect, including the reception of visitors.

It was originally planned that three sects would visit, and three peaks were set aside for accommodation.

Unexpectedly, Qian Jinshan suddenly intervened temporarily.

There are only three peaks side by side. If you want to arrange them, they will either be too high or too low, which is embarrassing.

Ever since, I don’t know which elder in the sect came up with a ‘wonderful plan’.

Simply break up the disciples of the four sects and arrange their residences randomly.

As soon as the plan was proposed, the elders of the four sects all applauded and praised it.

As a result, hundreds of disciples were scattered and scattered throughout the sect.

This mess caused a huge commotion.

The disciples, who were already interested in competing, were gearing up and were not convinced.

Things were better in the past few days. Although there were occasional frictions, I still maintained my face.

Unexpectedly, yesterday, I led the elder and the mid- to late-stage disciples to the secret realm. It was night, and a disciple of Qianjin Mountain was attacked. He was beaten up and his storage bag was taken away.

Early this morning.

Disciples No. 780 of Qianjin Mountain gathered around the top of Sanjiang Peak to discuss the Dharma.

The quarrel lasted for a long time, but the peak master did not come forward to help. Instead, the other three sects surrounded him and watched the joke.

The Qianjinshan disciples left in anger.

That night, more than a dozen fights broke out.      It's about time the next day.

Songmang Peak, the first peak.

There are two people sitting opposite each other in the hall.

There was no tea, no wine, no food on the table, only an incense burner with green smoke.

"You came here and sat here all night. Aren't you afraid of death or injury in the night?" Taoist Songmang's voice buzzed between the beams.

Sitting opposite him was a middle-aged, fat Taoist priest named Wuzun, who was the master of Sanjiang Peak.

Taoist Wuzun was meditating with his hands bent, a careless smile hanging on his lips.

"Don't worry. The elders of each sect have all told us that they should act in a measured manner. Even if someone is really killed, the master of this peak will not be found to blame."

"Fart! You came up with a bad idea. If I didn't come to you, how could I come to me?"

"Hey! This is a clever plan. The responses from various sects are proof. How could you, an old man, understand this?"

"Fuck off!"

The thunderous sound echoed in the temple.

A somewhat embarrassed figure fell out of the palace door, it was Taoist Wuzun.

He is surrounded by red, white, and yellow spiritual talismans, and the light and shadow are intertwined, making him extremely agile.

It's just that the white one seemed to have been hit, and its spiritual light dimmed, shining "dejectedly".

Taoist Wuzun's face was still filled with fear, and he cursed in the hall.

"Old man, I have nothing to say to you. I'm going to have tea with fellow Taoist Lingyun!"

……

……

After Wu Meng finished meditating today, he first went to the courtyard to check on the ambergris.

As soon as I stepped into the corner of the nursery, with the clouds covering the fog and the aura swirling like the wind, it was like stepping into another world.

Wu Meng came to the field.

Just after transplantation, the three Asparagus trees looked languid, but there was a lot of improvement compared to yesterday.

Wu Meng didn't know how to divert water, so he had to carry a bamboo tube and pour water one by one.

This water is also extraordinary water, mixed with spiritual fertilizer specially prepared by spiritual plant monks. If it is used to splash ordinary vegetation, it can more than double the ripening period.

One spiritual fertilizer and one spiritual stone can last for one month.

There is money everywhere.

If he did it foolishly, he might not be able to get back his money in ten years. Wu Meng's plan was to go to other peaks to listen to several lectures after the Wuchi meeting and learn how to cultivate spiritual plants.

These classes are all free of charge. He is a monk of the wood genus, and he is no stranger to enlightenment.

By then, nurseries and spiritual ponds can be set up, and spiritual material planting tasks can also be applied for. Sect contributions and spiritual stones can be gradually accumulated.

After splashing the ambergris, Wu Meng observed for a while before walking out of the nursery.

Calculating the time, in two days it will be the period of competition among the five sects.

Wu Meng shook his head and began to practice the technique.

That night.

Wu Meng was meditating when he suddenly felt something.

He opened his eyes suddenly and pointed out the formation flag.

Just as he was about to cast his spell, he heard a roar.

The cave formation was breached, and blazing flames swept in, setting the entire courtyard on fire.

Feeling the heat wave hitting his face, Wu Meng was confused for a moment.

Has an evil cultivator broken into the sect? !

As soon as the idea came to mind, there was a surge of water, and then a figure rushed into the courtyard seemingly out of a fight.

The figure was wearing night clothes, but the black scarf covering his face was ignited by the flames and torn away.

Wu Meng naturally didn't recognize the person, but he was slightly startled when he didn't think about the other person: "Junior brother Wu Meng, how did I get here in your cave?"

People from Danfeng?

Before Wu Meng had time to speak, another figure rushed in. As his fingers changed, there was a flash of fire, but he was trying to control the fire again.

The person who came first quickly shouted: "Liu Qingxi, don't think I didn't recognize you! This is Junior Brother Wu Meng's cave. If you dare to take action, be careful of Master's punishment!"

The man really stopped doing tricks.

Are both of them disciples of Danfeng?

Wu Meng hasn't figured out the situation yet.

But as his thoughts were spinning, his eyes flashed slightly, and there was only one thought in his mind.

Are you already so famous? ?

　Thanks to the King of Gazuiqiang and Elopementahahani for the reward~

　　

　

(End of this chapter)