I live forever in the realm of comprehension

Chapter 14 Five Years
At this moment, 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 also been completely repaired, and it is no longer as terrifying as before.

Now Lin Cong, except that his figure has returned to his former burly and fierce figure, is not much different from ordinary monks.

After a month and a half of training.

He has fully recovered.

Looking at Lin Cong in front of him, He Song's eyes flashed with inspiration.

"Spiritual eye!"

With a glance, He Song found that Lin Cong 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 until they can be cast normally without losing their power.

He Song has mastered all the skills of spiritual eyesight and sound transmission 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 the 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 people thousands of miles away.

open the door.

Invite Lin Cong into the room and sit down.

There is nothing in He Song's house to entertain guests.

Therefore, he could only take out the tea set that Wei Fan gave him, and make 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 Daoist knows how to enjoy life." After taking a sip, a voice of appreciation came out of Lin Cong's mouth.

He Song raised his eyebrows upon hearing this.

It seemed that he had said this in front of Wei Fan before.

But I just don't know whether Lin Cong really thinks this tea is good, or if he can't taste it at all, just talking nonsense.

Pour Lin Cong a cup of tea again.

He Song shook his head and put aside the thoughts in his mind.

Who cares, it's just a pot of tea left and right.

"I don't know whether this tea is good or bad, but the tea set and tea leaves are gifts from a senior. The cold room is simple, and this pot of tea is the only thing I can get. I hope fellow Taoists don't mind. "

Tea, must be good tea.

The tea set must be a good tea set.

The monks in the late stage of Qi training sent it out at will, but for He Song, a monk in the early stage of Qi training, it can be regarded as quite a chance.

Although He Song didn't know the price of the tea leaves and tea sets, they definitely wouldn't be low.

In saying this, it was just to arouse Lin Cong's curiosity and make him ask who the senior he was talking about was.

Once Lin Cong asked, He Song could take advantage of the opportunity to tell the fact that he had a friend who was a late-stage Qi training monk, and let Lin Cong in front of him know that he also had a backer.

The fate of the man who entered 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 licking blood are too dangerous for themselves.

If I can't make them feel jealous, I'm afraid I will have to worry about it in the future.

"Oh? It was a gift from the senior? Dare I ask you, what is the cultivation of that senior?" Sure enough, after hearing He Song's words, Lin Cong was shocked.

"Seven layers of Qi training."

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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 being polite to him, it was only because of the suit he was wearing, and he only wanted not to offend him.

But now, after learning that he has a backstage supporter in the late stage of Qi training, Lin Cong is already in a state of wanting to make friends with He Song.

It is not terrible to be an insider of Xianfang alone.

The scary thing is that this person still has a backstage.

Who can guarantee that He Song can invite that monk who is in the late stage of Qi training to take action?

Being able to make friends with such a person, if something happens in the future, it is really possible to help.

With such thoughts in mind, Lin Cong's attitude towards He Song changed naturally.

Watching Lin Cong leave.

He Song turned and closed the door.

Sitting back at the table, He Song picked up the still warm tea and silently poured himself a cup.

"Background and identity? Both are just flowers in the mirror, and 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 didn't get any favors.

he knows.

Background, identity, these things are all false.

Only one's own cultivation is the thing that can really make one's back straight.

It is possible that someone in the background is not pleasing to the eye and will no longer contact me.

The identity may also be deprived by Xianfang.

But as long as one's self-cultivation is improved, it will be improved forever, and no one can take it away.

But even though he thought so, He Song was somewhat satisfied with his behavior just now.

A person like Lin Cong who licks blood with a knife.

If he doesn't give the other party some shock, He Song won't even feel at ease practicing at home.

Only by letting the other party know that you are not easy to mess with, will the other party not have unnecessary small thoughts about yourself.

If you think about it this way.

He Song's goal has also been achieved.

From the changes in Lin Cong's attitude towards himself before and after his arrival, it is clear that Lin Cong will most likely not have any small thoughts about himself.

Anxiety is gone.

He Song took a big sip of tea.

Immediately afterwards, today's practice began.

The days passed like this.

He Song's life is very regular.

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 the body.

If there is something to do, after recovering the spiritual power in the body, go out for a while.

If there is nothing else, He Song will occasionally go to Lingjian Pavilion to chat with Wei Fan and drink tea, or go to Lingyao Pavilion to chat and drink tea with Meng Guan.

In addition, He Song is immersed in cultivation every day.

Time flies.

Time flies like an arrow.

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 calm.

It's just that He Song can occasionally learn some outside secrets from Wei Fan.

For example, a certain casual cultivator bought something in the fairy workshop, and was besieged and killed by evil cultivators as soon as he left the fairy workshop.

For example, whoever was unwilling to be ordinary, resigned from his position in Xianfang, and headed towards Qingyuan Xiancheng, but lost his trace halfway.

For example, someone discovered a precious mineral vein in a certain place, which attracted countless families to fight for it. In the end, the Thick Earth Sect came forward to take down the mineral vein.

All kinds of anecdotes gave He Song a deeper understanding of the current world of cultivating immortals.

And He Song's cultivation 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, let out a long breath, his eyes flashed with inspiration.

Having just broken through to the third level of Qi training, He Song couldn't control the surging spiritual power in his body for a while.

As a result, traces of spiritual power escaped from the eyes, and only then did the flashes of spiritual light appear in the eyes.

"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 much stronger spiritual power in his body than before, a smile flashed in He Song's eyes.

The spiritual power increased again, allowing He Song to manage more spiritual fields.

More spiritual fields to manage means that He Song will be able to earn more and more spiritual stones.

(End of this chapter)