Tempered Immortal

Chapter 332

That divine sense circled around Lin Xuan's body, and then withdrew it without the slightest hostility, but Lin Xuan felt crystal drops of sweat on his forehead.

I was horrified in my heart. Speaking of it, I am now considered a high-level cultivator, but compared with the Nascent Soul stage old monster, there is still an unreachable gap. Only the spiritual consciousness is already like this. If I make a move, what will it be like? earth-shattering...

All kinds of thoughts turned in his mind, seeing Master standing up, Lin Xuan naturally didn't dare to continue sitting ostentatiously, and also stood with his hands tied, with a slightly respectful expression on his face.

An old man in a green robe walked into the cave. From his appearance, there was nothing special about him. The only impressive thing was that he had only one eye, and he was tall, about two meters tall.

"Uncle Master!"

"No need to be formal, sit down!"

The old man seemed very approachable, and then his eyes turned around on Lin Xuan's face: "Are you the new disciple that Nephew Tong Yu has taken in?"

"Junior Lin Xuan, pay homage to Master."

"Well, not bad!" The old man nodded: "I've heard about you from Nephew Tong Yu, and at the age of just over forty years old, you have entered the core congealing stage. You are indeed talented and beautiful. When the old man was young, he was far behind."

"Master's great praise, the disciple's grandson is just a fluke." Lin Xuan was taken aback, and quickly replied cautiously. Although the possibility was very small, he was also afraid that the secret of the blue star sea would be exposed, keeping a low profile.

"Okay, you don't have to be so restrained. Although the old man has advanced to the Yuanying stage, he is not a monster that eats people." The one-eyed old man stroked his beard and smiled, and there was a hint of humor in his words: " Since you are the young master of our sect, you should know the old man's name, my surname is Xu, my name is Jin Qing, well, Nephew Tong Yu, you can introduce the old man's situation like Lin Xuan."

"Yes, Uncle Master." Daoist Tong Yu bowed, then turned his head, and began to narrate like Lin Xuan...

This Elder Xu is seven hundred years old this year, and he is the second master of Lingyao Mountain who has advanced to the Nascent Soul stage after Tianchen Daoist. Although he is slightly inferior to the ancestor master, he is also amazingly talented characters.

Lin Xuan naturally listened respectfully, and felt relieved. With such profound strength in Lingyao Mountain, it is certain that Youzhou will not be affected even in a war between good and evil. At least, self-protection must be no problem. .

"Okay, Lin Xuan, now you know a little bit about this old man, and Nephew Tong Yu must have talked to you just now, do you know why he accepted you as his apprentice and made you the young master of Lingyao Mountain? "Xu Jinqing suddenly spoke lightly.

"The disciples don't know, the master hasn't answered this question like the younger generation."

"Oh?" Xu Jinqing showed a trace of surprise on his face, then coughed lightly, and said, "Okay, then let the old man tell you."

"The junior is all ears." Lin Xuan bent slightly.

"Lin Xuan, do you know what is the most important thing for a cultivator who wants to go further on the immortal road?"

"This..." Lin Xuan was stunned. Xu Jinqing clearly said that he wanted to answer his own question, but why did he suddenly change the subject? Although he was a little dissatisfied, he knew that the other party, as an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, would never be fine. Chatting with myself, what I said must have something to say, so I started to think about it.

There are still many factors that affect the realm of cultivation, but strictly speaking, there are three key points, qualifications, hard work, and pills...

Needless to say, one's aptitude is excellent, one's spiritual root is excellent, and one's cultivation will naturally result in twice the result with half the effort. This is why there is a difference between geniuses and mortals in the world.

Pills are indispensable for every practitioner. As for its efficacy, just look at Lin Xuan's situation.

As for hard work, hard work alone is not enough, but it is indispensable, otherwise it doesn't matter whether you are a genius, you still have enough elixir, if you don't practice Qi meditation, hard work will only be mediocre in the end Laity one.

"Aptitude and hard work are the most important." Lin Xuan thought for a while, and answered, after all, pills are theoretical. Looking at the cultivation world, except for the blue star sea, other people, even Tian Xiaojian. Regardless of his status, it is absolutely impossible to treat the panacea as a sugar pill.

"That's right, then do you know which kind of qualification is the best?" Xu Jinqing stroked his beard and smiled.

Lin Xuan frowned, feeling a little annoyed in his heart. The old monster in the Nascent Soul stage had too many questions, but on the surface, he still said respectfully: "It's the root of the Holy Spirit."

The so-called Holy Spirit root is a name in the world of cultivating immortals. This kind of spiritual root is considered to be the best known. It is also much less difficult to break through.

Throughout the ages, nine out of ten old monsters who were able to advance to the Nascent Soul Stage were all possessors of the Holy Spirit Root!
Of course, this is not to say that having the root of the Holy Spirit can condense the Nascent Soul smoothly, but at least, as long as the person is not too lazy and has a certain chance, there is no problem in condensing the pill.

But this time, Xu Jinqing shook his head: "Wrong, the best aptitude is not the root of the holy spirit."

"What, it's not the root of the Holy Spirit?" Lin Xuan was taken aback, this was completely different from the information he knew before.

"That's right, it should be the bitter root." Master Tong Yu also said aside.

"Bitter root?" Lin Xuan couldn't help but frowned, he had never heard of it.

"The so-called bitter root, as the name suggests, on the surface, the person who owns it is like an ordinary mortal, and the speed of cultivation is pitifully slow, but if this person has a firm mind, he can eat a hundred times more than ordinary people can't eat. Suffering will stimulate the root of bitterness, so the speed of his cultivation is even far faster than the root of the holy spirit." Xu Jinqing explained lightly.

Lin Xuan heard this, but a thought flashed in his heart, could it be...

"Yes, the reason why the teacher accepted you as an apprentice is because you are also the owner of the bitter root." Daoist Tong Yu also said: "When I first met you when I was a teacher, you were only in your twenties, but you already The foundation was established successfully, I secretly observed the situation in your body with a secret method, but found that you have no spiritual roots at all, how is this possible..."

"So you guess..."

"Well, if you can succeed in building a foundation in your twenties, except for the root of the holy spirit, there is only the root of the bitter spirit. It's not difficult to judge." Master Tong Yu took a sip of tea.

Lin Xuan chewed this passage secretly in his heart. From a logical point of view, there is nothing strange about it. Since the root of bitter spirit is better than the root of holy spirit, if such a genius is discovered, he will naturally try his best to take him under his sect, but Even so, there is no need to establish yourself as the young master!
At the same time, Lin Xuan couldn't stop smiling wryly in his heart, even if the master is old and cunning, how could he know that he doesn't have any bitter roots at all, a real mortal, the reason why he can have his current cultivation is all because of the blue sea of ​​stars .

Seemingly seeing the doubts in Lin Xuan's heart, Master Tong Yu smiled and said, "Xuan'er, I have my own intentions for doing this as a teacher. Do you know that Master Tianchen, the founder of our Lingyao Mountain, also has the root of bitterness?" owner."

"Oh?" Lin Xuan was shocked, but he still didn't express anything.

"Although the root of the holy spirit is rare, there will always be one of them every hundred years. It is often difficult to see a genius with the root of bitterness, even if you wait for thousands of years. However, once such a person is born, he will always become a generation of outstanding people. A world-shattering event will happen, and the sect he belongs to can usually get a lot of glory." Xu Jinqing said with a smile on his face.

"I see." Lin Xuan nodded. The reason was barely reasonable, and he cupped his fists and said, "Master, don't worry, this junior will definitely live up to the hopes of you and the ancestors."

"Yeah." Satisfied expressions appeared on the faces of both of them.

Xu Jinqing pondered for a while: "Xuan'er, do you have the magic weapon to refine your own life now?"

"Returning to the ancestor, it's not been long since the disciple Sun Ningdan has not yet." Lin Xuan said honestly, and at the same time, a ray of hope rose in his heart.

"Well, if you don't cut a jade, you can't make a weapon. This natal magic weapon is the most important thing for our high-level monks. You need to think about it yourself. Your master and I can't help you, but the old man has wasted hundreds of years. By chance, I collected some ancient treasures, and I will give them to you for self-defense!"

"Thank you, master!" Lin Xuan was overjoyed, and bowed deeply. How could the gift from the old monster in the Nascent Soul Stage be so bad? As for the fact that he already had an ancient treasure for self-defense, of course he didn't mention a word .

Xu Jinqing reached into his bosom, took out a jade box, and opened it gently.

Lin Xuan took a closer look, but it turned out to be a green and crystal-clear embroidery needle. However, unlike ordinary treasures, there was no obvious aura fluctuation on it.

Lin Xuan couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, and then showed a thoughtful expression.

"This treasure is called the Jade Scale Needle. It is refined from Xuantian Hanyu. It is not only extremely hard, but also has an ice-type attack. It is a treasure that the old man got in the early years, of course it is useless now, but with your realm, it should be just right." Xu Jinqing took the green scale needle in his hand and slowly narrated.

"Thank you, master!" Lin Xuan's face showed excitement without hesitation. There are few magic weapons such as flying needles in the cultivation world, but each one is usually supernatural. The poison contained in this green scale needle , should be a major feature.

Although generally speaking, monks are not afraid of ordinary poisons after being purified by the Book of Changes, but the world is so big that there are all kinds of strange poisons, and there are also a few strange poisons that even high-level monks have to talk about. Cold jade is one of them. This object exists in the glacier for thousands of years, and it is born with the poison of extreme yin and cold.

Happily pocketing it.

Master Tong Yu also showed a smile on his face: "Xuan'er, being a teacher has always been in name only, and you didn't send a congratulatory gift when you reached the golden alchemy. Now make up for it." He also stretched his hand into his arms.

(End of this chapter)