Lin He gave up the last round of the game and returned to his thatched cottage. Ranking was no longer important to him. After proving himself. In the last round of the game, Lin He was missing one game.
The number of spectators in every game has increased. The world is like this. It won’t change much with or without Lin He. Just imagine, compared to the whole world, one person is just a drop in the ocean. The disciples of Wanxiu Clan may still be worried about Lin He
People are talking about it, but as long as Lin He disappears for a while, everyone will forget about him. Maybe some people will think of him occasionally, but only occasionally.
Life still goes on, even cultivators have to face the sunrise and sunset every day. Lin He's life has not changed much. When the medicinal materials in the medicine garden reach maturity, he has to quickly collect them and dry them, and he has to spend time making them.
The maturity period of the fifty acres of spiritual grain in the back mountain is coming soon. The heavy ears of grain lower their heads and sway in the wind, making a joyful sound, "harvest, harvest, harvest!" urging Lin He to harvest them.
Lin He returned to the ordinary and busy days of the past. He spent three days collecting all the elixirs and drying them. While he was drying the medicinal materials, he had to collect the fifty acres of spiritual valley. These fifty acres
Linggu is where Lin He gets his food for the year. To say that there is endless food, someone from the general management office has to rent it every year. One acre of land can produce 500 jins of Linggu, and the 20% tax is not enough for 100 jins.
That's too much.
If there is any difference between life and the past, it is that when Lin He was in Handling Valley, he would work silently alone in previous years. This year, Lin He just appeared in the field, and all the outer disciples who lived within ten miles nearby were all the same.
They appeared at the edge of the valley, holding their own tools in their hands to help harvest the spiritual valley.
Under normal circumstances, help is not free. The host has to take care of three meals and give a spiritual stone as a reward. In the past, Lin He was synonymous with poverty, but now, who doesn't know the name of wealthy Lin?
So everyone is very active and enthusiastic. No matter who throws more than a hundred third-level spiritual stones in one game, the disciples who are struggling to survive in the outer sect will look up at them. Not to mention Lin He is now
With the title of inner disciple, I heard in the sound box that the tenth place in the Rising Star Competition will represent Wanxiu Clan in the five-year competition between the Northern and Southern Sects.
So everyone took it for granted that Lin He had no time to collect Linggu, and the money had to be earned.
Lin He, who was standing on the edge of the valley, did not go down to the ground again. It was not that he didn't want to go down, but that everyone stopped him. They all patted their chests: Senior Brother Lin, you can just go and practice. We can do this in one day. We will turn around.
Collect it and dry it for you to take home.
For Lin He now, this really didn't cost a few spirit stones. Seeing everyone's enthusiasm, Lin He couldn't refuse, so he simply gave a spirit stone to each of the twenty outer disciples who came to help.
, saying that it was the meal money and the rest would be settled later.
After solving the harvest problem of Linggu in a rich way, Lin He took advantage of the night to come to the blessed land cave in Baimufeng. Now Lin He was no longer as excited as before, and was not in a hurry to see the treasure. He spent half a day sorting and cleaning it up.
After that, they rearranged it slowly, and this will be Lin He's retreat from now on.
It took another three days to dry the medicinal materials and complete the preparation. The outer disciples also sent the spirit grains, and each person paid two first-level spirit stones as reward. Lin He's generosity was praised by all the disciples. In fact, this
Lin He can finish the work in ten days without anyone's help. Now, he has the title of a rich man.
After finishing all this, Lin He hung a sign at the door of the thatched cottage: Retreat for a month!
This brand made two beauties who visited successively turn back with regret. The former was naturally Yun Xiangyi. She still hadn’t figured out whether Lin He broke the wooden sword on purpose? Or he failed because of his own efforts. In this competition, Yun Xiangyi
In the last match between Yi and Si Zilong, the former senior brother lost a move in this battle, and Yun Xiangyi became the new martial artist tied for the top spot. The other one was naturally a ninth-level qi practitioner.
Wan Yumeng, she also maintained a complete victory. In the eleven rounds of competition, only these two were the winners.
Another visitor, Wan Yumeng, had a simpler idea. She simply wanted to see Lin He and say a few words. Unfortunately, this goal was not achieved, so she had to turn around and go back.
There was another visitor who was not a visitor. Lin He's sign was completely ignored. In his eyes, the dragnet formation was just a decoration. He was so arrogant that he didn't even bother to break the formation. He used his strong cultivation to block all obstacles and pushed the door open.
Lao Ge who entered did not see Lin He in the thatched cottage, so he naturally understood that this boy had another place to practice.
I left behind a sword and a piece of graffiti on the wall: The sword is the one I have used before. I am giving you an advantage. Just practice hard. In three months, don’t forget the North-South competition at the end of the year. Also, next spring
The World Dao Sect Conference is here, you kid, you have to perform well, otherwise I will lose face and I will deal with you.
The old immortal has no consciousness of teaching carefully. He always feels that there is no need to educate Lin He too much now. Early stereotypes may not be a good thing for Lin He. It is better to educate him like a sheep and see what he can become.
The miserable Lin He began his retreat practice at Baimufeng. Ever since he entered the third level of advanced Qi training, there have been signs of breakthroughs, but this layer of window paper is really difficult to pierce. In the cave with abundant spiritual energy,
After working hard for ten days without sleep, the thin layer of window paper was unexpectedly unbreakable. Lin He was a little impatient. As for the little white tiger, he woke up again. At this time, the body of the little white tiger became bigger again, growing to more than one meter.
It's longer, and it looks like an enlarged version with a black back.
The awakened Xiao Bai wanted to eat, and he ate three level three spiritual stones in one breath, and then circled around Lin He to prevent him from continuing to practice in seclusion. This phenomenon made Lin He feel strange, and he always felt that he and Xiao Bai had the same mind.
, since this little thing is causing trouble, let’s stop. Seize the time to tinker with the three-flavored real fire. For the North-South Competition in three months, there must be a decent shield, and you can’t just rely on the formation. As for the attack
Lin He did not consider sexual weapons for the time being. He would first think about becoming invincible.
Opening the box containing the sapphire alchemy furnace, Lin He felt a warmth in the alchemy furnace when he reached out to move it, and immediately put it down quickly. The heat insulation effect of sapphire is excellent, and it can pass through the sapphire alchemy furnace.
It can also release fire of a certain temperature, which is definitely not an ordinary fire.
Carefully opening the fire door under the alchemy furnace, a scorching heat rushed towards him. Lin He subconsciously ducked back. When he looked at the flames in the alchemy furnace again, Lin He took a breath of cold air. Years of dedicated research
, this was the first time Lin He saw this kind of fire. The flame was not big, just a small ball, like the size of a lighted pine torch. This ball of fire was not at the bottom of the alchemy furnace, but suspended in the center.
The firelight was a faint blue, floating steadily in the alchemy furnace. Apart from the scorching heat, it was difficult to feel that it was a radiant fire. It was really rare that this fire did not leak much light.
This is definitely not the three-flavored true fire under normal conditions. Lin He has a certain understanding of the three-flavored true fire. The characteristics of the three true fires are that the light flame is very strong. When the alchemy furnace is opened, it is inevitable that the red light will shine. And this ball
Fire has almost no form of the three flavors of true fire, and Lin He has never read similar records of fire from the jade slips in the past.
Lin He observed carefully for a long time, but still couldn't figure out what kind of fire it was? So what would be the effect of using this kind of fire refining tool? Lin He, who had never operated this kind of fire, decided to give it a try and use three flavors.
Real fire operation means to operate.
Bringing the futon, Lin He sat cross-legged on it, and soon entered a state of meditation. His eyes were fixed on the flame that remained unchanged for who knows how many years. He cautiously approached the flame with his mind. He did not feel any danger.
At this time, Lin He pressed his hands on both sides of the alchemy furnace, activating the Hunyuan and sending his own Hunyuan into the flame through the alchemy furnace.
When the first Hunyuan Qi was injected into the flame, a strong scorching heat hit him. Lin He was shocked all over, but he felt that the Hunyuan Qi in his Dantian was disturbed by this hot heat, or it could be said that the flame was grabbing the Dantian.
The Hunyuan Qi ball inside was used as the object of refining. Lin He wanted to take back his hands, but found that he could no longer. A huge attraction stuck to his hands, preventing them from breaking free.
In an instant, Lin He felt that his Dantian was like an alchemy furnace. The scorching heat made his whole body hurt. It was as if his whole body was in an alchemy furnace and was being refined into a new artifact by this flame. Beads of sweat fell like rain.
The normal sweat came out, but in the blink of an eye, Lin He was covered with sweat. In just a few breaths, the ground was already wet, and the futon was soaked with sweat. All the moisture in his body was evaporated.
The feeling made Lin He feel panic and despair. I won't be turned into a human and fucked, right?
At this time, a crane's mouth on the top of the alchemy furnace began to spray out water vapor, and it quickly condensed into a two-meter-square rain cloud. It floated to less than three meters above Lin He's head. The rain cloud turned into raindrops and fell.
Lin He raised his head and opened his mouth, and finally received a mouthful of spiritual rain. What was even more surprising was that after this spiritual rain fell, Lin He's dehydration feeling disappeared, and the feeling of burning heat swept through his body.
At this time, the powerful attraction on the alchemy furnace also disappeared. Lin He stopped his hand and found that the fire in the alchemy furnace was no longer a completely unfamiliar thing. It formed a wonderful connection with the Hunyuan Qi in his body.
Tacit understanding. When Lin He thinks, the flames in the alchemy furnace will undergo some changes. If the flames are stronger, they will suddenly burn. If the flames are smaller, the fire will shrink a bit.
What kind of fire is this? Lin He really didn't know. He turned around in his mind for half a year and couldn't find the answer from the jade slips he had read in the past. Lin He, who boasted of having a photographic memory, had to give up looking for the answer. Talking to himself
Dao: Since we can’t find the answer, let’s call it the nameless divine fire, right?