Child Eagle Pavilion is a magnificent building. The Qi Training Hall alone covers an area of thousands of square meters. It is the practice place for disciples in the spiritual stage. At this time, in the spacious hall, there are dozens of Yingyingchaochuo standing. people.
It was still early, and the monks in the Foundation Establishment period who were responsible for teaching the exercises had not arrived yet. The disciples gathered in twos and threes to talk about things of interest.
Lin Xuan silently came to a corner with few people and sat down with his knees crossed, intending to practice for a while while there was still time. At this moment, the sound of footsteps entered his ears.
“Hehe, isn’t this Junior Brother Lin?”
“I heard that you did retreat and practice a while ago, but you still haven’t broken through to the second level?”
The voice of laughter, with ridicule, Lin Xuan frowned slightly, but on the surface he did not show any emotion. In the eyes of mortals, cultivators are immortal, and their spells are penetrating. Fairy, in fact, this is just an appearance.
The world of comprehension is more cruel, more realistic, and more snobbish than the world!
It’s just that it’s not about money, but the foundation of power based on strength.
Whoever has a high realm, who has a good magic weapon, and who has more medicinal herbs, is the boss, and what he says is the truth.
In the past three years, even though Lin Xuan had worked harder than others to cultivate, he had no spiritual root defect, and he was left far behind by his peers, which made him suffer from cold eyes.
“Hmph, they are just mortals without spiritual roots. No matter how hard they work, they can’t be compared with us. Rather than stay in the sect and lose face, it is better to go down the mountain with interest.”
“Yeah, in three years, if you still can’t break through the second layer of the agile period, you’re simply a waste.”
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In the face of the taunts of the brothers, Lin Xuan didn’t blink his eyelids, his expression was as usual, but it was just a few boring guys who gave them a cold look, and Lin Xuan stepped aside.
Not angry, not cowardly and fearful, but for a few shallow guys, not worth it at all, Lin Xuan will not affect his mood because of a few words.
He sat down with his knees crossed and began to absorb the spiritual energy. In this way, after about half an hour, a bell rang into his ears. The disciples who were still talking casually stopped talking and stood in line. Lin Xuan also came to the team. behind.
A middle-aged man walked in. On the surface, he was about forty years old, but it was definitely more than that. As the realm improved, the lifespan of the cultivator would also be prolonged, and the aging would gradually slow down.
“Master!”
All the disciples bowed and saluted. According to the rules of Piaoyungu, they should give such honorable title to every chair who taught them the exercises.
“My name is Zhang Yu, and I will teach you the secrets of the aura shield.”
Aura shield, as the name suggests, is to spread spiritual energy on the surface of the body to form an air shield. It is the most basic protective spell for cultivators.
The disciples suddenly became excited and whispered to each other.
Except for Lin Xuan, who is an ordinary person, the disciples with spiritual roots have practiced for three years, and most of them have practiced the exercises to the third or fourth level. After entering the middle stage of the agility, they can already learn some simple small spells.
“What’s the noise, be quiet!” Seeing the chaotic scene below, Zhang Yu’s face sank.
Seeing that the chair was angry, the disciples immediately shut up obediently.
Next, Zhang Yu began to explain in detail how to operate the spiritual energy, and the details that need to be paid attention to. Lin Xuan listened very carefully. In fact, with his current cultivation level, it is not enough to drive the spiritual energy shield, but what should we do first? Remember the method of cultivation clearly, and in the future, you will practice slowly when your gong is available.
“Okay, practice on your own.” After Zhang Yu finished speaking, he left the Young Eagle Pavilion. Whether or not he can practice next depends on the comprehension of each disciple.
Lin Xuan also left. He first returned to his residence, a simple log cabin. High-level cultivators all had their own caves, but low-level disciples like him lived in a very simple environment.
There was only one table, one chair, and one wooden bed in the room. Lin Xuan opened the drawer of the table, took out a pen and paper, and recorded the training method of the aura shield that he heard today~IndoMTL.com~ This is also his habit for the past three years. Because he does not have spiritual roots, his cultivation speed cannot keep up with his peers. Therefore, every time the professor teaches the exercises, Lin Xuan will record what he hears. There are many things that cannot be cultivated now, and will be left for future research and writing. On paper it will not be forgotten.
After the dictation was completed, Lin Xuan carefully put away the book full of exercises, and then came to the rear mountain’s mind-training road, and went down the passage to the place where he practiced two days ago.
As the spiritual energy became more and more abundant, Lin Xuan stopped. It was here that he couldn’t go any further. The deeper the spiritual path, the more terrifying the hallucinations.
Suddenly, the scene changed, and what appeared in front of me was a vast white world, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, and the cold wind howling.
The snowflakes drowned his ankles in a short while, and the whole person seemed to be frozen in an instant. Lin Xuan froze in his heart. Could the hallucinations change randomly? This time, it turned into an endless cold.
After being silent for a while, Lin Xuan sat down on the snow with an expressionless face, and began to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy.
Soon people were frozen, and Lin Xuan’s hair condensed into icicles, but he still sat motionless in the snow for more than 20 minutes before he ran out of the illusion and rested for a while , I moved my body, and after a little recovery, I immediately re-entered the practice.
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The cold wind roared, and the snowflakes condensed into countless sharp ice knives, flying towards Lin Xuan, but the boy was still meditating on the ground like a rock.
Two days later, Lin Xuan stood up expressionlessly, hesitated for a while, and continued to walk to the depths of the spiritual path. The purity of the spiritual energy here is not enough. To break through the bottleneck, a more pure spiritual energy is needed. He is determined. to a more terrifying fantasy…