Chapter 16: The Difference between Clouds and Mud
When Lin Yige was ten years old, he was thin and finally able to use the Guiyi Sect's standard black iron long sword like other outer sect disciples.
And this small copper-colored sword of unknown origin and material suddenly appeared on her bedside one day, and it disappeared.
It turns out that we have arrived at Senior Sister’s place.
Lin Yige took two steps forward and took a closer look.
Only then did I realize that this small copper-colored sword was actually polished with the tail needle of the Wasp Demon King!
Lin Yige couldn't help but think of a story told by Sixth Senior Brother Tu Baicao about his senior sister on the day he became a true disciple.
The senior sister went down the mountain to gain experience, specializing in picking off the gregarious monsters that infested the human world.
Some wasp demon, some spiritual locust demon, some three-headed wolf demon, just to name a few.
Through this, she avoided several conflicts between humans and monsters, saved countless lives, and successfully completed the training mission.
The senior sister made a quick decision, leaving early and returning early, and returned from training in just three months.
Then she silently flooded the Ziyang Palace where the Sixth Generation Leader was at that time with a large pile of frozen monster corpses.
After that, the Guiyi Sect added a new rule: the true disciples should not go down the mountain to practice for less than a hundred years.
Thinking about it this way, this sword was originally made silently by the senior sister and placed quietly on her bedside?
……
Geng Xin was lost in thought when he saw his master standing in front of a small sword of the same color as himself. He didn't know what he was thinking.
After about a quarter of an hour, she finally couldn't help but remind her: "Master, you can't have any other swords!"
Especially this small sword, which is neither gold nor gold. Damn, she couldn't speak.
Lin Yige came back to his senses after hearing the sound, and said helplessly: "As you said, which sword cultivator doesn't have three or five swords?"
The immature childish voice answered simply: "Of course it is. You! ”
Lin Yige had no intention of taking away the sword in the first place, and what Geng Xin said was correct.
Just being disturbed by her, some of the confusion in my heart disappeared without a trace.
Lin Yige sat on the ground with his back to the entrance of the cave and circulated the cold spiritual energy in his body for several days.
This body is made of golden water and wood spiritual roots. The ice and wind spiritual energy in Xiaohan Cave can also be used in various ways.
Lin Yige had a thought in his mind, should he take advantage of being trapped in Xiaohan Cave to build a foundation?
When the senior sister comes back and sees that she is actively cultivating and sincerely admits her mistakes, she may be able to calm down and avoid her confinement.
Now that she has to revive the Guiyi Sect, she doesn’t have the time to face the wall and think about it.
Lin Yige immediately closed his eyes slightly, calmed his mind, and soon fell into trance.
She skillfully operated the "Gui Yi Qi Refining Technique". The three spiritual roots of gold, water and wood worked together with the virtual spiritual roots born out of thin air to transform the spiritual energy with all their strength and inhale it into the body.
The ice-cold spiritual qi swirled into a funnel shape, starting from the top of the head along the reshaped wide meridians and going straight into the limbs.
The spiritual energy is overflowing, dissolving the essence hidden in every inch of flesh and blood when the wind gently opens the pulse with sword energy.
The excess spiritual energy finally gathered in Dantian.
The spiritual energy is continuously compressed, and a steady stream of spiritual energy continues to transform into it.
The fog first appeared in the dantian, and gradually condensed into drops of nectar, which fell under the sword intention entrenched in the dantian, forming a puddle.
The speed of spiritual energy transformation is getting faster and faster, and more and more nectar gathers in the shallow puddles.
The puddles turn into ponds, and the ponds turn into lakes, until they turn into the boundless ocean...
Practice without knowing the sun and moon.
Lin Yige woke up from trance and subconsciously touched the Gengxin sword at his waist, but missed it.
She looked down and saw Geng Xin transformed into a human and squatting beside her, carefully stretching out his two short hands, trying to open the storage bag at her waist.
Unfortunately, there is no way to do it, and it is difficult to use brute force. Geng Xin is frowning and pouting, with a face full of displeasure.
... Sensing that he was being watched, Geng Xin followed his intuition and looked into Lin Yige's eyes.
Looking at each other, the little girl moved for a moment, then let go and stood up, raised three short and fat fingers, and said: "Master, it's been three days!"
< br>After saying that, Geng Xin lowered his head and touched his slightly bulging belly, and made a "gurgling..." sound in his mouth.
A pitiful look.
Lin Yige was speechless for a moment. This natural acting skill was amazing.
She took three golden beans and handed them to Geng Xin, saying, "I won't miss you."
Geng Xin immediately raised his head, reached out and took the golden beans, and put them in happily. In his mouth, he said vaguely: "I...of course I believe the master!"
It seemed that she was not the one who pretended to be pitiful just now.
Lin Yige touched Geng Xin's head. His hair was soft and smooth, and it felt great.
Geng Xin obediently transformed into the spirit sword again and continued to act as a spirit sword conscientiously.
Lin Yige raised his hand to smooth the wrinkles on his sleeves before standing up to move.
The Qi and meridians throughout the body are unobstructed, the body is as light as a swallow, and the energy is full.
After experiencing the sword energy opening his veins, Lin Yige's cultivation has reached the peak of qi refining. The time to build the foundation has long been ripe. In a blessed land with such abundant spiritual energy and a lifetime of cultivation experience, it can be said that he has all the time. Good location and good people.
But this body with three spiritual roots of gold, water, and wood still took three days to successfully build its foundation.
It is completely different from the thick single water spirit root in the previous life.
However, Lin Yige didn’t think there was anything bad about the three spiritual roots of gold, water, and wood in this life.
The quality of spiritual root qualifications can only determine the speed of absorbing and transforming spiritual energy.
The sword cultivator values understanding, whether he can understand the meaning of the sword, and the level of the sword.
It is not like Lin Yige has never killed the so-called "prodigies" who have better qualifications and higher cultivation than himself, but have gone astray.
Moreover, with the golden spiritual roots and wooden spiritual roots in this life, she can combine spells with her to perform more large-scale sword moves.
Only when you defeat the enemy with one move can you reason better!
Lin Yige sat back down on the ground once he was sure of his progress in cultivation.
While absorbing spiritual energy and moving around the heavens to consolidate her cultivation, she sorted out the current situation of the Guiyi Sect.
Now in the cave of Heming Mountain, six generations of disciples have already ascended, ascended, and sacrificed, needless to say.
The seventh-generation disciples were the main force in dealing with the extraterrestrial monsters in the Void Cracks thousands of years ago. In order to protect the common people, they would sacrifice even one in ten.
The disciples who survived the demon elimination were more or less injured during the demon elimination process, and their moods were damaged to varying degrees.
Basically, they choose a place to build a cottage in Feihong Stream or Songmei Stream, and practice in seclusion.
There are only three seventh-generation descendants who bear the responsibility of the preaching elders of Wen Dao Pavilion.
Look at the eighth generation disciples again.
Ever since Lin Yige came down from the mountain for training thousands of years ago, the Guiyi Sect has still accepted some disciples.
It’s just that the number has gone from a few a year to one every few years. Until a hundred years ago, no new disciples started.
Even so, there are only about a hundred eighth-generation disciples on the two side peaks.
Including the true disciple Liu Fufeng, no one has understood the meaning of the sword.
Three preaching elders are responsible for these disciples, which is more than enough.
Feng Qingqing, the most powerful person in seven generations, is sitting in Heming Mountain. The other true disciples are indeed dispensable in this situation with no one to teach him.
But it’s different now!
Two new disciples have started this year, and this is just the beginning.
(End of this chapter)