Sign in to the sage at the beginning

Chapter 2

This is very embarrassing.

Lin Xiaoyao tried to mobilize the dense law hanging down from nothingness in front of him, and he could feel that he could discern the profound truth and grasp the truth of the great way.

The disillusionment and rebirth of countless worlds seem to be within one's own thoughts.

However, his attempt to mobilize the law ended in failure.

Sure enough, there is only a king account, but without the corresponding cultivation base, it is still difficult to accomplish things. It seems that I have to make up for the mana that a saint should have.

Looking up at the sky, the bright moon is hanging high. Although it is not the time of Chou, but according to the time before crossing, it has already passed zero, which can be regarded as the next day.

And this patriarch's ancestral hall should be regarded as a very important place.

So he said, "System, sign in for me."

"Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and gaining 500 years of cultivation."

"Note: This is a repeatable sign-in location, and the host can sign in once a day."

The system beep came slowly.

"Finished for 500 years?"

Lin Xiaoyao was taken aback for a moment, and overjoyed, it was like falling asleep and meeting a pillow. This system was really his own timely rain, and it happened to deliver what he needed most now.

"Is the host receiving it now?"

"receive."

Lin Xiaoyao did not hesitate.

Now that the moon is reaching the climax, the entire Huayu Sect may not be able to find a more deserted and secluded place than this, so he naturally doesn't have to have any scruples.

As soon as the words fell, Lin Xiaoyao felt a warm and thick spiritual power, passing through the eight extraordinary meridians, and finally merged into the sea of ​​​​qi in the dantian.

After a cup of tea, he slowly opened his eyes.

The skin became as warm and moist as jade, and the original ordinary appearance seemed to have become more handsome, but if you look closely, the facial features are still the same, and the shape of the face has not changed in any way.

But the feeling is very different from before.

Like a speck of dusty golden sand, it couldn't conceal his original brilliance after all, and like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath, its cold light was dazzling.

"Golden Core Stage."

Lin Xiaoyao looked at his hands, seemingly happy, but then frowned slightly.

Still unable to pry the law in front of him, even if he sees everything clearly, his cultivation is still too low.

But don't worry, this is only the second check-in.

Although he was in the Golden Core stage, he could feel that the self who possessed the status of a saint was completely different from the Golden Core monks in the sect.

Even if there is a similar difference in cultivation base and mana, the understanding of Dao and power is different.

Invincible at the same level?

No, more than that?

Even if it is ten monks of the same rank, he can destroy them at will.

The brilliance of Lin Xiaoyao's body gradually faded away, and he turned back to his ordinary self.

Now he is no longer an ordinary disciple who has just started, and his cultivation base is far better than that of the deacons in the sect.

But Lin Xiaoyao still didn't dare to be careless, let alone show his sharpness in front of others.

After all, he only has the status of a saint, but now he lacks cultivation, and this world is not peaceful, not to mention the dangers everywhere outside, even inside the Huayu Sect, although there are no real immortals, but there are countless big bosses, so we should keep a low profile, It's better to keep going.

So Lin Xiaoyao didn't go anywhere, and continued to stay obediently in the ancestor's ancestral hall. He enjoyed the hard work that others avoided.

This is your own paradise.

Day three.

Lin Xiaoyao was cleaning the patriarch's ancestral hall with a normal expression.

There was no trace of excitement on his face, since he decided to keep a low profile, of course he couldn't do anything unreasonable, if he was still full of joy in the ancestor's ancestral hall, it would be a strange thing.

Although this place is extremely quiet, if someone happens to find out that he has a different expression, it will also arouse suspicion.

Details determine success or failure, and every move of one's own cannot reveal flaws.

While cleaning, Lin Xiaoyao said silently in his heart: "System, sign in for me."

"Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and getting the elixir 'Butian Pill', do you want to claim it now?"

Not cultivated?

Lin Xiaoyao was a little disappointed, but the name Butian Pill made people sound a little confused.

"Need not."

Lin Xiaoyao refused to receive it again.

Although the patriarch's ancestral hall is extremely quiet, but he now has the cultivation base of the golden core stage, and his spiritual sense can cover a hundred miles, which is far beyond the ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator.

But Lin Xiaoyao still decided to be more careful and wait until the dead of night.

……

"This is the Heaven Mending Pill?"

From the moon to the middle of the sky, the ancestor's ancestral hall seemed even more quiet, and Lin Xiaoyao finally received today's reward.

In his palm lay a pill the size of a longan quietly.

As warm as jade, there seems to be a breath of Dao Yun left on it.

"It can increase the lifespan by 3000 years."

Although Lin Xiaoyao saw Butian Pill for the first time.

However, with the status of a sage, he can clearly discern the three thousand ways and grasp the endless laws. He only needs to take a look at it to see the origin of the medicinal properties of this elixir.

If such a thing is thrown into the world of cultivating immortals, it will definitely attract countless covetous people and set off a huge bloody storm.

However, to myself...

Lin Xiaoyao sighed, but it was useless garbage.

Shouyuan?

I no longer need it.

So after just looking at it for a while, he threw the Butian Pill into the system space. Although it was a piece of garbage to him, it seemed that he shouldn't throw it away casually.

Lin Xiaoyao can only sign in once a day, and Lin Xiaoyao is a little bit depressed.

After cleaning the patriarch's ancestral hall, there is nothing for the left and right to do, or else, just try to practice.

After all, there is a long way to go to restore the cultivation that a saint should have, and we can't just rely on the system, just like eggs should not be put in one basket, it seems that we should work hard.

After making a decision, Lin Xiaoyao began to try.

Although it has only been a few days since they were accepted as official disciples of the Huayu Sect, they were actually given the most basic cultivation techniques when they first went up the mountain.

It can also be regarded as the secret of the immortal family. It is used to lay the foundation for the disciples in the Qi refining period, and it is very stable and solid.

But at this moment, Lin Xiaoyao naturally would not practice the exercises passed down by the sect.

Not to mention the basics, even if the Huayu Sect's supreme technique, which only the head of the sect can cultivate, was placed in front of him, he would never take a second look.

Gongfa?

He no longer needs it.

The saint has already penetrated the origin of the universe, and the heavens and worlds are all in sight, so how could he need such ridiculous things as exercises?

He didn't even sit cross-legged like an ordinary immortal cultivator.

He wants to cultivate, and what he looks at is the origin of the Dao. The so-called meditation posture is just a foreign object, and he can establish the most essential connection with this world with every breath.

However, he only has the cultivation base of the golden core stage now, so there is a certain limit to the area he can affect, that is, the hundreds of miles that his consciousness can reach.

It just happened to be Huayu Sect, the area covered by the sect.

(End of this chapter)