Cultivation: I can see the proficiency level

The small brass cauldron was scorched by the flames, and the dark medicine inside was boiling, spreading its fragrance. Hua Gu reluctantly wiped her storage bag and took out a piece of withered vine that was as red as blood and as red as jade.

Hua Gu took one end of the thumb-sized withered vine and, along its brand-new cross-section, sliced ​​three to five thin slices, as thin as cicada wings, and threw them into the brass cauldron. Then she put away the Blood Jade Vine, which was already half-used.

This elixir, which specifically replenishes blood and qi, was something she painstakingly obtained after descending the mountain. She had kept it in her storage bag for a long time, but she herself hadn't used it. Instead, most of it was used by her juniors.

"Don't worry, senior. My son Mian will not use your elixir for nothing."

Hua Gu looked at the words formed by demonic power, and the deliberately left blank spaces between them, especially the words "Won't be used in vain," were very eye-catching, which made Hua Gu laugh.

Is this reminder because you're worried she won't be willing to part with the elixir?

Although she couldn't afford many medicinal herbs even if she exhausted all her resources, she wouldn't be so stingy with her old friend's disciple.

"Your words make me, your senior, seem stingy." Seeing the elixir dissolve in the medicinal liquid, Hua Gu poured it into a bowl: "Go and send the medicine. Your Mian-ge'er is more like a little Daoist companion than a demon pet."

After being fed a bowl of blood-nourishing soup every morning and evening for several days, Wang Mian's face was no longer pale and lifeless. With the help of healing pills, he recovered well in just a few days.

The once quiet Valley of a Thousand Flowers was now bustling with the presence of a person and a dog, making it much more lively than usual.

Everything else was fine, except that Bai Jiuniang was very wary of her. She stayed by Wang Mian's bedside for days on end, brewing medicine and then watching over her, afraid that this senior would harm her Mian-ge'er.

I wonder where that old codger Cangsongzi picked up such a clever dog demon? He must have exhausted all the good karma of the ancestors of Songlintan.

After washing and putting away the medicine cauldron, Hua Gu went to see Wang Mian, then set up her magic weapon and flew out of Wanxiang Valley.

Wang Mian stood at the door, watching the light fade into the distance.

After taking the healing pills and the medicinal soup brewed by Hua Gu, his injuries had recovered by 30-50%. Although he could not practice swordsmanship, his magical power had been fully restored.

However, the feeling of having nothing to do all day, without being able to cultivate or practice swordsmanship, was very uncomfortable for him.

With nothing else to do, Wang Mian took out two identical storage bags from his pocket: "Purchasing the Meridian Opening Pills has cost a lot of spirit stones, making me even more strapped for cash. I hope there are more spirit stones in these two storage bags."

He originally possessed over a hundred spirit stones, but he used up more than half of them just for cultivation. He also asked Senior Flower Maiden to purchase Meridian Opening Pills, which cost him another sum of spirit stones. Now, he only has about thirty spirit stones left in his storage bag.

That sudden ambush and fierce battle resulted in the depletion of all the spirit talismans, healing pills, and even one spirit-enhancing pill, leaving only seven remaining.

As for the monster meat obtained earlier, it was all eaten up long ago.

Wang Mian hoped that these two storage bags could fill some of the gap.

He had already refined one of the storage bags, and at that time he even took out the spirit talismans inside to fight the enemy. Such a luxurious act of scattering a few spirit talismans to fight the enemy was a dream scene that he had never imagined in his life.

If it weren't for a life-or-death situation, who would be willing to use talismans like that? Just thinking about it now makes me feel extremely heartbroken.

"A low-grade magic weapon longsword, about twenty spirit stones, two healing pills, and one Yellow Dragon Pill."

"One pair of low-grade magic weapons, five talismans, two healing pills, one Yellow Dragon Pill, and about thirty spirit stones."

After rummaging through the storage bag several times, Wang Mian took out all the items and checked them one by one to confirm the quantity.

Two sword-type magical artifacts, four healing pills to treat injuries, two Yellow Dragon Pills to restore mana, over fifty spirit stones, and only a few talismans remaining.

They searched through the storage bag but couldn't find any clan crests or similar items. Come to think of it, it's normal that the other party was cautious and meticulous in their actions and couldn't find any identification items.

With his spirit stones back in his hand, Wang Mian was content. Such a number of spirit stones was enough for him to devote himself to cultivation for a period of time.

In addition, the two magical artifacts can be exchanged for a considerable amount of spirit stones, making it a substantial gain.

Stepping out of the room, Wang Mian looked at Bai Jiuniang lying in the sunlight, among the flowers, absorbing the rays of the sun. He was filled with envy, both for the beast's resilient physique and for its ability to cultivate every day.

He has not yet fully recovered, and his meridians still ache faintly when he circulates his magical power.

In the days that followed, Hua Gu prepared two bowls of blood-nourishing soup for him every day, and he also swallowed two healing pills. His injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The ninth day.

Feeling perfectly healthy, Wang Mian couldn't wait to immerse himself in the cultivation rhythm reminiscent of Songlintan.

Swords flashed in the newly opened training grounds within Wanxiang Valley.

Having wasted nearly ten days, he picked up his longsword again after a long absence, unleashing his sword techniques and feeling the magical power surging through his meridians. This feeling captivated him, making him completely forget himself.

The discomfort caused by days of idleness vanished at this moment.

Jin Yi made him feel particularly fascinated.

Cultivation made him feel exceptionally grounded.

In the distant pavilion, Hua Gu sat on a chair drinking honey tea, while Bai Jiu Niang squatted beside her, her eyes fixed on the figure practicing swordsmanship.

Watching Wang Mian practice all the sword moves until his magic power was exhausted, watching him sit on the ground and begin to cultivate, watching him absorb the wisps of spiritual energy from the spirit stone and then discard the spirit stone that had become dull.

"Is he this extravagant even when he's cultivating?" Hua Gu, who was holding a cup of honey tea, paused in her movements, and turned to ask in astonishment as she watched Wang Mian consume spirit stones one by one.

Bai Jiuniang nodded.

Bai Jiuniang had no idea what this behavior meant to Hua Gu. Nine out of ten impoverished cultivators in the mountains were desperate to part with a single spirit stone.

Such extravagance as Wang Mian's, in Luopo Mountain, the scene of Wang Mian cultivating with spirit stones only exists in the imagination of most cultivators.

Practicing swordsmanship and cultivating inner energy, Wang Mian spent the entire day immersed in cultivation, except for eating, drinking, and relieving himself.

As she looked, she saw the moon rising above the treetops.

"The younger generation surpasses the older one in Lujiang, each generation is stronger than the last!" Hua Gu sighed with emotion. She envied Wang Mian for having so many spirit stones, but she admired Wang Mian's diligence even more.

He had the ability to acquire spirit stones and was not stingy with them to enhance his cultivation. With such a disregard for the consumption of spirit stones and a diligent cultivation attitude, it's no wonder that Wang Mian's cultivation progressed so quickly.

Every day after that, she would see Wang Mian get up at dawn and rest only when the moon was high in the sky.

Regardless of whether it's a windy day, a rainy day, a sunny day, or a gloomy day, that figure practicing swordsmanship would appear on time in the training ground covered with sword marks, day after day without fail.

As time passed, Hua Gu could feel that Wang Mian's aura was becoming more profound, harmonious, and full, and she could sense that Wang Mian was about to break through.

A few months ago, he was still at the second level of Qi Refining.

A few months later, I will advance to the third level of Qi Refining.

Perhaps in a few more months, Wang Mian will be a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator like her.

"Breakthroughs require quiet and cannot be disturbed. Go to my cultivation room to cultivate in seclusion and break through your realm. The spiritual energy there should be enough for your breakthrough. Spirit stones are useful, so you should save them," Hua Gu said.

She witnessed firsthand that Wang Mian had consumed more than twenty spirit stones in recent days; if he added a few more, it would be enough to buy a Breakthrough Pill.

After seeing it too much, envy turned into numbness.

"Thank you very much, senior. I will accept your thanks without being too polite." Having already accumulated many favors owed to Senior Hua Gu, Wang Mian didn't mind owing a little more.

"Then let me calculate an auspicious day for you." Hua Gu raised her hand and began to calculate: "The Azure Dragon and Horn constellations shine brightly in the sky, golden scales rise from the earth, two carp leap across the waves carrying good fortune, all evil spirits avoid the days of Chen and Si, great fortune!"

"Then let's do as you say, senior." Wang Mian only believed in auspicious days and times when Bai Jiuniang broke through; when he broke through himself, he only believed in what the golden seal indicated.

If the gold medal signifies a complete and perfect success, then it must be a complete and flawless achievement.

The auspicious time the next day.

Wang Mian sat cross-legged in Hua Gu's cultivation place, swallowed the Meridian Opening Pill that he had asked Hua Gu to buy, and as the medicinal power dissipated, he felt a warm sensation gradually spreading through the meridians of his limbs and bones.

The minor injuries and ailments caused by the battle were also healed at this moment.

The medicinal properties cleared the meridians that had been cleared by the meridian-clearing herb once again. The effects of the pill were already several times, even ten times, stronger than those of the spiritual herb. In addition to clearing the meridians, it also strengthened them.

This makes the meridians more resilient, and in future life-or-death situations, the risk of damaging the meridians by high-pressure and rapid magical power is greatly reduced.

[Lower Grade Qi Refining Method: Diligently practice it once, and the skill will be perfected, allowing you to enter the third level of Qi Refining]

[Accumulation: 150]

[Introduction to the Four Seasons Sword Technique: Practice diligently two hundred times until mastering the sword technique, and you will acquire the sword energy of the four seasons.]

Having reached the third level of Qi Refining, if not now, when?

The cultivation technique was activated, gradually drawing spiritual energy into the body and circulating it through the now-firm and widened meridians, much like driving on a wide highway, a truly exhilarating experience.

Streams of magical power surged into his dantian, which was originally full and expanded instantly. The abundant magical power in the now larger dantian then became scarce again.

Wang Mian absorbed all the spiritual energy in the cultivation room, filling his empty dantian with magical power. This magical power was four or five times greater than before his breakthrough, and it was vast and powerful.

Finally.

Three layers of Qi Refining.