Chapter 14 5 years
At this time, Lin Cong's injuries were completely invisible.
The clothes on his body have been changed, and the original blood-stained clothes may have been discarded.
The depression in the chest has been completely repaired and is no longer as scary as before.
Now, Lin Cong is no longer much different from ordinary monks except that his figure has returned to the burly and fierce figure before.
After a month and a half of training.
He has fully recovered.
Looking at Lin Cong in front of him, a light flashed in He Song's eyes.
"Spiritual Eye Technique!"
He Song glanced at it and found that Lin Cong's cultivation in front of him was still at the third level of Qi training, and had not broken through to the middle stage of Qi training.
After a month, He Song has practiced the two basic spells to the point where he can cast them normally without losing their power.
He Song has mastered all the spiritual eye skills and sound transmission skills at this moment.
Therefore, when he met Lin Cong, He Song subconsciously used the spiritual eye technique, wanting to see Lin Cong's cultivation at this moment.
"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, for recovering from your injuries, please." With a flash of inspiration, He Song said with a smile.
When neighbors come to visit him, He Song will naturally not refuse them thousands of miles away.
open the door.
Invite Lin Cong into the room and sit down.
There was nothing to entertain guests in He Song's home.
Therefore, he could only take out the tea set given to him by Wei Fan and brew a pot of tea for Lin Cong.
He Song is not clear about the quality of tea.
But thinking about it, the tea given to him by a late-stage qi training master like Wei Fan is definitely not ordinary tea.
It should be more than enough to entertain a monk like Lin Cong, who is at the third level of Qi training.
"Good tea, fellow Taoist, you know how to enjoy life." After taking a sip, a voice of appreciation came from Lin Cong's mouth.
Hearing this, He Song raised his eyebrows.
This... seems to have been said in front of Wei Fan before.
But I just don’t know if Lin Cong really thinks this tea is good, or if he can’t taste it at all and is just yelling about it.
Pour Lin Cong a cup of tea again.
He Song shook his head and put away the thoughts in his mind.
Who cares, it’s just a pot of tea.
"I don't know the quality of this tea, but the tea set and tea leaves were given by a senior. The cold room is simple, and the only thing I can get is this pot of tea. I hope fellow Taoist friends don't mind. "
Tea, it must be good tea.
The tea set must also be a good tea set.
The monks in the late stage of Qi training gave it away casually, but for a monk like He Song in the early stage of Qi training, it was considered a big opportunity.
Although He Song didn't know the price of the tea and tea sets, it would definitely not be low.
By saying this, he just wanted to arouse Lin Cong's curiosity and make him ask who the senior he mentioned was.
Once Lin Cong asked, He Song was able to tell the fact that he had a friend who was a monk in the late stage of Qi training, letting Lin Cong in front of him know that he also had a backing.
The fate of the man who broke into Lin Cong's house a month ago flashed through his mind, and a trace of vigilance flashed in He Song's eyes.
These casual cultivators who lick blood from their swords are too dangerous for themselves.
If I can't make them fearful, I'm afraid I will be frightened in the future.
"Oh? Was it a gift from a senior? Dare I ask my friend, what kind of cultivation did that senior have?" Sure enough, after hearing He Song's words, Lin Cong was shocked.
"Seventh level of Qi training."
"..."
After a while, He Song personally sent Lin Cong out of the house.
At this time, Lin Cong's attitude towards He Song obviously changed a lot.
Originally, He Song felt that although Lin Cong was polite to him, it was just because of the clothes he was wearing and he just wanted not to offend him.
But now, when he learned that he had a backstage person in the late stage of Qi training, Lin Cong was already in a state of wanting to make friends with He Song.
Just being an insider of Xianfang is not scary.
The scary thing is that this person has a backstage.
Who can guarantee whether He Song can invite the monk who is in the late stage of Qi training to take action?
If you can make friends with such people, if anything happens in the future, it is really possible that you can help.
With this in mind, Lin Cong's change in attitude towards He Song was naturally natural.
Watch Lin Cong leave.
He Song turned around and closed the door.
Sitting back at the table, He Song picked up the still warm tea and silently poured himself a cup.
"Backstage and identity? They are just the moon in the mirror. The only thing you can rely on is yourself."
Sitting at the table, He Song didn't show any complacency on his face.
Even if Lin Cong looked at him with admiration because he moved out of the backstage, He Song did not gain any advantage.
he knows.
Backstage, identity, these things are all fictitious.
Only one's own cultivation is the thing that can truly straighten one's back.
It is possible that someone in the background will no longer be in contact with you if you don't like it.
The identity may also be taken away by Xianfang.
But as long as your own cultivation level improves, it will be an eternal improvement, and no one can take it away.
But even though he thought so, He Song was somewhat satisfied with his behavior just now.
People like Lin Cong who lick blood from their swords.
If he didn't give the other party some shock, He Song wouldn't even feel at ease practicing at home.
Only by letting the other party know that you are not to be trifled with will the other party not have unnecessary thoughts about you.
If you think about it this way.
He Song's goal was also achieved.
From the change in Lin Cong's attitude towards him before and after his arrival, we can understand that Lin Cong will most likely not be jealous of himself.
All worries are gone.
He Song took a big sip of tea.
Immediately afterwards, today's practice began.
......
The days passed like this day by day.
He Song lived a very regular life.
After training in the morning, go out to the spiritual field to perform the spiritual rain technique for half an hour.
Then go home and meditate to restore the spiritual power in your body.
If something happens, go out after recovering the spiritual power in your body.
If nothing happened, He Song would occasionally go to Lingjian Pavilion to chat with Wei Fan and drink tea, or go to Lingyao Pavilion to chat with Meng Guan and drink tea.
In addition, He Song is immersed in cultivation every day.
Time flies.
Time flies.
Five years passed in the blink of an eye.
For five years, He Song lived a very stable life.
No evil cultivators intercepted and killed them.
There are no natural or man-made disasters.
There is no sect war.
Everything is peaceful.
However, He Song occasionally learned some secrets from Wei Fan about the outside world.
For example, a certain casual cultivator purchased something in the Immortal Workshop and was besieged and killed by evil cultivators as soon as he left the Immortal Workshop.
For example, so-and-so was unwilling to be ordinary, resigned from his position in Immortal Studio, and headed towards Qingyuan Immortal City, but lost track of him halfway.
For example, someone discovered a precious mineral vein in a certain place, which attracted countless families to fight for it. In the end, it was the Houtu Sect who came forward to take over the mine.
Various secrets gave He Song a deeper understanding of the current world of immortality.
And He Song's cultivation level has also broken through from the original first level of Qi training to the current third level of Qi training.
He Song, who was sitting on the futon, took a long breath and his eyes flashed with light.
Having just broken through to the third level of Qi training, He Song could not control the surging spiritual power in his body for a while.
As a result, traces of spiritual power escaped from his eyes, and then there was a flash of spiritual light in his eyes.
"At the third level of Qi training, the next step is to accumulate spiritual power and break through the bottleneck in the middle stage of Qi training."
Feeling the spiritual power in his body that was much stronger than before, a smile flashed in He Song's eyes.
The increase in spiritual power allowed He Song to manage more spiritual fields.
The more spiritual fields he manages, the more spiritual stones He Song can earn.
