After I Picked Up the Immortal Bottle

It can be said that the strength accumulated by the Donghua faction dominating the land of Dongzhou for hundreds of thousands of years is unimaginable.

It’s just that none of this has anything to do with Li Zhe. Now that I have gathered all the three medicines outside of the condensed pill, and his cultivation has reached a bottleneck, the next step is to prepare to do that condensed pill and prepare to step into the golden pill. The realm.

In fact, if Li Zhe is willing, he can immediately condense the pill now. With the help of this top-notch pill condensing three foreign medicine and the method of condensing pill taught by the ancestor, he can become the second grade pill just like in the trial of the ancestor, but Li Zhe is not satisfied.

Therefore, these days, Li Zhe has been sitting in the Dharma Pavilion, contemplating the method of condensing the first-grade golden core.

After sitting for five consecutive days, Li Zhe found nothing.

In the trial of that ancestor, the real meaning of Taihua Zhenren's words was obviously to understand the method for the second-ranking golden core to advance to the first-ranking golden core, but it did not say it.

Also, if the method of that first-grade golden core was so easy to think about it, it would be too simple, and for countless years, it will not be rare for anyone to condense the first-grade golden core.

While Li Zheku was sitting, Chanjuan, the deacon on Yanxia Island, also asked for a meeting outside the Fa Pavilion. Li Zhe frowned and asked:

"What's the matter?"

From the outside, Chanjuan's fearful voice said:

"Master, today is the day when the elder in the door teaches the Fa. I don’t know if the master is going. If the master is a true disciple, he only needs to pass the message. Pass it."

This Donghua School of Inner Sect is also like that of Jiufeng Mountain. There are special elders to teach disciples a little method or to solve their doubts on specific days. It is only different from that of Jiufeng Mountain. The elders of this inner school are all Yuan. Ying Xiuwei is completely different from those guarding disciples of Jiufeng Mountain.

The period for passing the merits of the inner door is set on the 20th of each month. Li Zhe really didn't know the rules, and asked:

"Oh? Which elder is passing on the practice today? What are you talking about?"

At this time, Li Zhe was thinking hard about the method of condensing the first-grade golden core. If he wanted to come to this school, the elders would not be able to teach himself. If it was just an ordinary exercise, Li Zhe would really have no interest and would not want to go, so he also asked.

Na Chanjuan heard Li Zhe's question outside and quickly answered:

"Today, it is the elder of the uncle of the door who teaches the skill today. This elder was born in sword repair, so I must be teaching the method of sword repair today!"

When Li Zhe heard the word sword repair, he was enlightened. He had already seen Zuo Changsheng's style of killing monsters with a sword hundreds of miles away. He was also envious in his heart. He had long wanted to learn this sword repair method. , I didn't expect to be caught up by myself today.

If I want to sit here and continue to sit down, I can't think of the method of condensing the first-grade golden core, it is better to see this sword cultivation method, and immediately made a decision.

After looking for Na Chanjuan to find out the place where the kung fu was passed on, she was also a man who went out of the law pavilion and out of the Yanxia Island, all the way to the place where he passed the kung fu.

Li Zhe has been staying on Yanxia Island since he joined the Donghua faction and never came out. It is the first time to go out today, and I have seen many disciples inside, but they don’t recognize them. Li Zhe doesn’t recognize them either. Li Zhe, it is not surprising that many inner disciples do not recognize that it is normal.

The closer Li Zhe got to the place where he was passing on the kung fu, there was more and more light around Li Zhe.

Li Zhe was concentrating on Evacuation. Not far away, a Evacuation saw Li Zhe and gradually approached him. Only when he got closer, he discovered that he was a disciple who was a few years younger than Li Zhe in the first grade, and he was also on the Evasion. Li Zhe arched his hands:

"This brother, Lin Mingfeng, dare to ask the brother but listen to the uncle elder talk about the sword cultivation method?"

"Exactly!"

Li Zhe also nodded. Lin Mingfeng's cultivation base was only one weight lower than Li Zhe, and he was the ninth level cultivator of the Void God Realm. Seeing Li Zhe nodded, he said with joy:

"It just so happened that I went there too, brave enough to go with the brother!"

Li Zhe has everything to do, but he secretly thought that this person is a familiar one.

The two went to the place where the gong was passed on together. Lin Mingfeng kept twittering along the way. Li Zhe was listening most of the time and he was talking.

"Brother, I have long wanted to learn the sword repair technique, but I have never had the opportunity. As soon as I heard that this month was the uncle elder preaching the exercises, I dared to come over immediately. I don’t know if I waited for sword repair. Talent."

"This uncle elder is a well-known sword repairman in my Donghua school. His Yuanrong Sword Pill is said to be able to get sixteen swords at one go. All eight swords are of general power, and they can be controlled at will. Yu has increased the power of sixteen swords, and the power of this sword repair is not small, what power is it to divide eight swords in one breath!"

"If I can learn this kind of swordsmanship, it will be a lot more convenient to kill those monster beasts.

I have to say that although Lin Mingfeng is twittering, he has also given Li Zhe a lot of useful information. He has divided sixteen swords at once, and Li Zhe is also longing for it!

Soon the two of them had reached the peak of the gong passed by the gong, and many inner disciples had reached the peak first.

There are also thousands of futons on the top of this transmission peak, which I think are used by the disciples.

After Li Zhe and Lin Mingfeng put away the escape method and fell from the head of the cloud, they also found two futons and sat cross-legged next to each other, waiting for the teaching of the exercises to begin.

This Lin Mingfeng was born to talk about tuberculosis. The brothers who are usually familiar with him all know his problem, so when they meet him, they all hide away. As a result, he has nowhere to talk when talking about tuberculosis. It is also a stubborn tightness. It's easy to see a strange face like a flood opening the gate, and it never stops.

Lin Mingfeng was still chattering on the peak of power transmission, and Li Zhe smiled bitterly, why he agreed to walk with this fellow.

Li Zhe can only enter the state of concentration directly by observing his nose and mouth, no matter what Lin Mingfeng said, his right is a test of his own will.

Fortunately, with the passage of time, there are fewer and fewer futons on this Gongong Peak. Obviously, the disciples who are going to listen to the lecture are already there, but the futons near Li Zhe are still empty. A lot.

It wasn't for other reasons. It was just because Lin Mingfeng's name was too popular. When disciples here saw him, they couldn't help but dodge to the side. No one wanted to sit beside him.

Looking at Li Zhe sitting next to Lin Mingfeng, although most of the disciples did not know Li Zhe, at this moment, they were silent for Li Zhe:

"This senior wants to come out very rarely, but sits next to Junior Brother Lin, and some suffer."

There were more and more disciples on Chuan Gong Peak. Most of these disciples knew each other. At this moment, everyone was chatting with each other, but the chattering Lin Mingfeng's voice was overwhelmed.

As soon as the hour came, I heard the chime ring, and everything above the noisy peak became quiet. Even Lin Mingfeng, who had never heard of it, finally stopped at this moment.

And the top of the futon was still empty, and at this moment a sword rang from the sky suddenly, a sword light ran across from a distance, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the peak of the power transmission, a wide-sleeved robe. The middle-aged Taoist man also appeared on the futon above the head, with a black beard hanging under his chin, looking personable. It was the uncle elder who wanted to come.

All the disciples in the field met the courtesy way:

"I have seen the elder uncle!"

When Li Zhe saw the ceremony, he also secretly looked at the uncle elder, his breath was restrained and he couldn't see the slightest leakage of spiritual power. Obviously, his cultivation level was profound, and the realm of Yuan Ying was extraordinary.

Unlike the elder Li Sheli whom Li Zhe had met before, although this uncle elder was also restrained, his temperament was as sharp as a sharp sword, and this was also Jian Xiu's unique temperament.

Li Zhe, the uncle elder's sword and shield technique, had also noticed, and he was a bit faster than the Zuo senior brother. It is really a land of hundreds of miles that can be reached in a flash, and Li Zhe is also envious.

The uncle elder on the first stage also waved his hand to stop the disciples from seeing the ceremony and said:

"All the disciples don't give the ceremony and sit down."

The more than a thousand inner disciples in the game are all sitting cross-legged on the futon, and the uncle elder above also nodded with satisfaction. They are the most talented in sword cultivation, not the talent for cultivation but the talent for sword cultivation. Some People with excellent cultivating talents are not necessarily suitable for kendo.

It can be said that there is no one who is suitable for swordsmanship, so the number of people in this sword repair line is very small. In recent years, only Zuo Changsheng has a good sword repair seedling, and there is no other one. .

Fortunately, a group of disciples are eager to cultivate the sword. Looking at the crowd of nearly a thousand disciples and elders, they also hope that they can produce a few good seedlings.

Immediately, I stopped talking nonsense. With a wave of my sleeve robe, more than a thousand pellets flew out and landed in front of all the disciples on the futon. This is the lowest-rank sword pill, which is refined from mixed stones. Although it is ordinary, it is enough for those disciples who have never been in touch with kendo.

Moreover, even if it is made of mixed yuan stone, it can produce more than a thousand pieces at a time, and only the Donghua faction can do it with great wealth.

Li Zhe also got a black sword pill in front of him. Because the mixed yuan stone was completely black, the sword pill made from the mixed yuan stone was also of this color, which seemed quite ordinary.

Taking it in his hand and feeling it carefully is also a novelty. Lin Mingfeng on the side has already begun to complain:

"This dark thing is not pretty at all. If I kill the enemy by then, won't I be able to highlight my sassy and heroic appearance?"

Listening to Lin Mingfeng's words, Li Zhe is also funny. When killing the enemy, he is only practical. What use is this sword pill no matter how beautiful and garish?

But even though Lin Mingfeng said that, he still couldn't put it down with the black sword pill in his hand.

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