The Child Eagle Pavilion is a majestic building. The Qi Training Hall alone covers an area of several thousand square meters. It is the training ground for spiritual disciples. At this time, there are dozens of people standing in the spacious hall.
It was still early, and the foundation-building monks responsible for teaching the exercises had not arrived yet. The disciples gathered together in twos and threes, talking about things of interest.
Lin Xuan silently came to a corner with few people, sat down cross-legged, and planned to practice for a while while there was still time. At this moment, the sound of footsteps reached his ears.
"Haha, isn't this Junior Brother Lin?"
"I heard that you practiced in seclusion a while ago, but still didn't break through to the second level?"
Lin Xuan frowned slightly in the playful voice, but showed no emotion on the surface. In the eyes of mortals, cultivators with immortal winds, Taoist bones, and magical powers are like gods who do not eat the fireworks of the world. In fact,
This is just an appearance.
The world of cultivation is more cruel, more realistic, and more snobbish than the secular world!
But this is not about money, but about strength as the basis of power.
Whoever has a high realm, good magic weapons, and many elixirs is the boss, and what he says is the truth.
In the past three years, even though Lin Xuan had worked harder than others in training, his lack of spiritual roots still made him far behind his fellow disciples, which earned him the cold shoulder.
"Hmph, they are just mortals without spiritual roots. No matter how hard they try, they cannot compare with us. Rather than staying in the sect and losing face, it is better to get down from the mountain."
"Yes, if you can't break through the second level of the spiritual stage in three years, you are basically a waste."
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Facing the ridicule from all the senior brothers, Lin Xuan didn't even blink. His expression was as usual. He was just a boring guy. He gave them a cold look and Lin Xuan walked aside.
Not angry, not because of cowardice and fear, but because of a few shallow guys, which are not worth it at all. Lin Xuan will not affect his state of mind just because of a few words.
He sat down cross-legged and began to absorb spiritual energy. Just like that, about half an hour later, a bell sounded in his ears. The disciples who were chatting casually suddenly stopped talking and lined up. Lin Xuan also came to the back of the team.
A middle-aged man walked in. On the surface, he looked about forty years old, but he must be more than that. As cultivators improve their realm, their life span will be extended, and their aging will gradually slow down.
"Master!"
All the disciples bowed and saluted, and according to the rules of Piaoyun Valley, they must address each teacher who taught them the techniques with such respectful address.
"My name is Zhang Yu, and I will teach you the secret of spiritual energy shield."
Spiritual energy shield, as the name suggests, is to spread spiritual energy on the surface of the body to form an aura shield. It is the most basic protective spell for cultivators.
All the disciples suddenly became excited and whispered among themselves.
Except for Lin Xuan, who is an ordinary person, most of the disciples with spiritual roots have practiced their skills to the third or fourth level after three years of practice. After entering the middle stage of spiritual movement, they can already learn some simple small spells.
"What's the noise? Be quiet!" Zhang Yu's face darkened when he saw the chaotic scene below.
Seeing the teacher's anger, all the disciples immediately shut up obediently.
Next, Zhang Yu began to explain in detail how to operate spiritual energy, and the details that needed to be paid attention to. Lin Xuan listened very carefully. In fact, his current cultivation level is not enough to activate the spiritual energy shield, but first he will explain how to practice it.
Remember it clearly, and then practice slowly when your skills are up.
"Okay, practice it yourself." After Zhang Yu finished speaking, he left the Child Eagle Pavilion. Whether he can succeed in the next step depends on the comprehension of each disciple.
Lin Xuan also left. He first returned to his residence, a simple wooden house. High-level cultivators have their own caves, but the living environment for low-level disciples like him is very simple.
There was only a table, a chair, and a wooden bed in the house. Lin Xuan opened the drawer of the table, took out pen and paper, and wrote down the spiritual energy shield training method he heard today.
This has also been his habit for the past three years. Because he has no spiritual roots, his cultivation speed cannot keep up with his classmates. Therefore, every time the teacher teaches the skills, Lin Xuan will record what he hears. Many things cannot be practiced now and will be studied and written down later.
You won’t forget it on paper.
After completing the silent writing, Lin Xuan carefully put away the book full of exercises, then went to the heart-training road in the back mountain, followed the passage down, and came to the place where he practiced the previous two days.
The spiritual energy became more and more abundant, and Lin Xuan stopped, right here, he could not go any further. The deeper the journey of refining the mind, the more terrifying the hallucinations would be.
Suddenly, the scene changed, and what appeared in front of us was a vast white world, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow, and howling cold wind.
The snowflakes soon covered his ankles, and his whole body seemed to be frozen for an instant. Lin Xuan was shocked. Could the hallucination change randomly? The last time he endured the pain of burning his body, this time it was...
It turned into an endless cold.
After a moment of silence, Lin Xuan sat down cross-legged on the snow with an expressionless face and began to absorb the spiritual energy around him.
Soon he was frozen, and Lin Xuan's hair condensed into icicles, but he still sat motionless in the snow. After holding on for more than 20 minutes, he ran out of the illusion to rest for a while and move around.
After recovering a little, I immediately returned to practicing cultivation.
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The cold wind howled, and the snowflakes condensed into countless sharp ice knives, flying towards Lin Xuan, but the young man still meditated on the ground like a rock.
Two days later, Lin Xuan stood up expressionlessly, hesitated for a moment, and continued walking to the depths of the Heart Refining Road. The purity of the spiritual energy here was not enough. If he wanted to break through the bottleneck, he needed more pure spiritual energy. He firmly moved towards a more pure spiritual energy.