Liao Zhai's Refining God

Chapter 55
"Little friend, thank you for your kindness. I prepared these items for you. They are of no value to me, but they may be useful to you." After tasting the spiritual fruit for a while, the mountain ghost The maid served tea again, and Bai Xuan, the mountain god, looked at the eager eyes of the land god, and naturally knew what it meant, and took out two items from his sleeve and put them on the table.

"This jade slip was obtained when I followed the old master. It recorded a set of sword formulas, which is suitable for Qi practitioners to practice." Mountain God Bai Xuan pushed one of the jade slips in front of Wang Lin and said.

"A Qi refiner?" Wang Lin was startled.This is the first time I heard such a word, and I was quite puzzled and asked.

"Haha, my friend may not have heard of this term. This is the name of the world of cultivating immortals. According to the realm of cultivating immortals, Qi refiners are divided into nine levels. I think my cultivation level is at the third level of Qi refining; But it is higher than the third level of Qi training, which is quite surprising." Bai Xuan said.

"Senior, what's the difference between a qi refiner and a warrior?" Wang Lin asked, and Bai Xuan, the mountain god, saw that Wang Lin was a qi refiner at a glance, which immediately made Wang Lin a little uneasy.Then asked.

"Actually, if you measure the body and blood of martial artists in the Jianghu, the three realms of warriors are equivalent to the lower three tiers of qi refiners; Yu congenital warriors. But Jianghu warriors have an obvious flaw, that is, self-cultivation but not spiritual cultivation, it will be nothing in the end. But the soul of the little friend has gathered, and has entered the realm of true souls, which is obviously not comparable to ordinary Jianghu warriors. What is "true" , Cultivating immortals is to cultivate the truth. Its profound meaning lies in eliminating the false and retaining the true, realizing self-transcendence; in the process of seeking truth, it is to understand the origin of the world and use it for me. The warriors of the rivers and lakes have practiced for decades, and they can reach the realm of masters. Occasionally, some people enter the innate realm. It's already the limit, and there's no way to talk about cultivation." After Bai Xuan finished speaking, he gently picked up a cup of tea and sipped it, as if he was waiting for Wang Lin to appreciate what he said just now.

"Of course, it's not that Jianghu warriors don't want to cultivate, but the method of cultivation is so precious, how can ordinary people get it. Moreover, the immortal sect was previously restricted by the laws of the upper realm, and there were few disciples to inherit it. Ordinary people have no way to cultivate, but now the situation has changed drastically. , I am afraid that Xianmen will flourish in the world soon.

This set of sword formulas actually comes from the immortal sect, but you must reach the realm of the true soul to watch and practice, and you must use the cultivation method as the basis to comprehend and practice. Without such a foundation, it is useless to obtain it.But if he is successful in cultivation, he will definitely be able to surpass the attack power of ordinary martial arts, which is beyond the reach of a warrior. "Bai Xuan looked at Wang Lin meaningfully, obviously trying to test Wang Lin, where did she get the cultivation technique, and which fairy sect she belonged to.

"I have been taught!" Wang Lin got up and bowed to salute. The self-cultivation skills she got were the meditation method and the breathing method brought from her previous life. How could she tell him, so she could only pretend that she didn't understand what he said.

"What is this porcelain vase, and is it very precious?" Land God Wang Jikang is not interested in martial arts and cultivation, but is very concerned about property, pointing to a porcelain vase he took out.

"This is iron essence. Qingsang Mountain, with a radius of two hundred miles, can only produce two or two iron essences every ten years. This is six liang iron essence in 30 years. Add a little to it when casting weapons, which can greatly improve weapons The sharpness." The mountain god Bai Xuan gently opened the jade porcelain bottle, revealing black powder particles inside.

"A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands. It's all about fighting and killing. Can you have some elegant things!" The land god asked sideways, almost begging for it.

"Hehe, don't worry, Brother Wang. Naturally, I have prepared a generous gift for you." The mountain god Bai Xuan is very good at life, smiled slightly, and signaled to the mountain ghost. There is a painting on it.

"This is a picture of a lady under the moon! Brother Wang please appreciate it." Bai Xuan unfolded the picture.

"Sima Lang's paintings are real or fake!" The Land God suddenly stood up and said.

"Sima Lang painted it for me more than 200 years ago, do you think it is authentic?" Bai Xuan asked with a smile.

"Impossible, Sima Lang was the founding father of the Great Xia Kingdom, and he died 300 years ago." Land God King Jikang said sadly.

"Hehe, this painting was made by Sima Lang, who was the copywriter of the Great God of Kunwu, when I was a guest in Kunwu Mountain." Bai Xuan said with a long smile.

"The rice paper in the spirit world is really authentic. Thank you, Brother Bai." The land god Wang Jikang observed it carefully at this time, and at the same time stroked it with his hands, and suddenly smiled from ear to ear.

"Brother Wang, don't worry!" Bai Xuan grabbed the picture and said.

"Brother Bai is not willing to part with it!" The God of Earth said anxiously.

"Hehe, since it was taken out, it is naturally a gift to Brother Wang, but the mystery of this picture is not finished yet. Every night when the moon is full, the maid in this picture will sing and dance to the moon. The beauty of it will be revealed later on by Brother Wang. You can experience it slowly." Bai Xuan said with a smile.

"Very good, very good, I can't wait." Land God Wang Jikang said.

"Come on, serve the food and drink. The three of you and I have a drink. It's a disaster, so we should get drunk!" Bai Xuan also became interested, and ordered to the mountain ghost, and soon a table of food and wine was served.Wang Lin also became interested. The main reason was that the food and drinks were very good, especially the wine, which was not like anything in the world. The wine was full-bodied and contained a lot of energy.

"My lord is awake!" The next morning, Wang Lin woke up leisurely, only to feel refreshed, the blood in her body was boiling, and the circulation was like a torrent. She subconsciously observed with the inner vision and found that the blood was thick, rushing in the meridian, and circulating the food qi After mobilizing the blood qi, he discovered that the blood qi circling in the six acupoints opened by the Poshan Fist released traces of qi, sharp and domineering qi. Wang Lin knew that this was the so-called true qi, reborn Because the blood energy is higher than the blood energy, the strange feeling is strange.Under the guidance of the method of guiding qi, it flows quickly along the meridian of Poshanquan, and shoots out from the fist in an instant, forming a fist gang.

Wang Lin had a little understanding of why Poshanquan could open up the acupoints so quickly, but Fengyunbu was very slow. Wang Lin speculated that one reason is that the training time is still short, and the other is that Fengyunbu is more complicated and mysterious. He didn't grasp its profound meaning, so the flow of Qi and blood was slow, just like silt silent in the river, it had to be washed with floods.

But at the same time, it can also be seen that each acupoint is the storage place for blood qi to transform into true qi. If the acupoints in the whole body are opened up, the whole body may be surrounded by true qi, forming an extremely powerful aura with limitless power.That's probably the legendary innate realm warrior in the Jianghu.

"Where is the mountain god?" Seeing Wang Lin pondering in a daze, the mountain ghost maid didn't dare to ask, and Wang Lin didn't speak until half an hour later.In fact, Wang Lin knew very well that those spiritual fruits and drinks yesterday were probably the key to breaking through the realm of the little master. It seems that the gift of the mountain god is heavy enough this time.

(End of this chapter)