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Jing Hua was lying quietly on the bed, with no expression on his face. Mobile phone      vdt

After more than ten days of the sect's test, the past scenes came to my mind. The boy was finally ranked fourth in the exam and received a lot of rewards. Many brothers came to visit him and praised the previous contest.

Su Yan, Shi Dagen is naturally no exception. Su Yan seemed to be confused, but he didn't ask anything after all. He just comforted him for a few words and left a pill for healing. Shi Dagen was more concerned about his injuries. After learning that the young man was not seriously injured, Shi Tou immediately recovered his true nature and pointed at the sect to reward Jijiguagua, envious.

It’s okay to have a few high-level talismans, but a bottle of "North Dew-Hui Ling Pill" is not a small matter. The sect rewards are very generous, probably worth hundreds of spirit stones, and the elixir talismans are much more expensive.

After the spiritual gathering monk reaches the perfect state, the spiritual storage of the whole body gradually condenses into liquid, which merges into the body's internal organs and bones, forming a spiritual flow during the foundation building period, circulating the sky, and then laying the foundation for the use of magic. The "Dew Condensation Spirit Pill" can infiltrate all parts of the body, helping the spiritual storage to liquefy smoothly and make it more pure.

The main medicine of the spirit pill is called "Ninglu Grass". It takes sixty years to grow before it can be refined. If you buy it in the market, a bottle will require dozens of spirit stones.

In addition, the young man also obtained a jade plaque and became an inner disciple. He was qualified to enter and exit the "Meritorious Academy" and receive sect tasks.

The "Merit Academy" originally had a threshold, and was only open to disciples who gathered spirits to perfectly. On the one hand, it provided opportunities for training, and on the other hand, it protected low-level disciples from taking too much risk.

After becoming an inner disciple, he will have a monthly salary of ten spirit stones. The "Meritorious Academy" can receive some tasks within the "Meritorious Academy" and will receive corresponding rewards. Although the number is not too large, it is far better than the monthly quota of two for outer disciples.

Because he was seriously injured by a magic weapon in the end, Chief Wei waved his hand and set a two-year recovery period. It also means that Jing Hua doesn't have to do anything in the past two years, and just gets the salary of his inner disciples.

Although the injuries are extremely serious, you can recover from it for one year at most. There must be some care ingredients in two years. The "Lingdanyuan" also sent a lot of injuries, such as "Tongxue San" and "Da Huan Dan", which are specially used to nourish the young man's body.

Logically speaking, the treatment of the sect is very generous, so he shouldn't have saved it. But whenever Jing Hua thinks of Pei Lei, his heart feels like he is pressed by a big stone, and he can't breathe.

Pei Lei's secret skills and magic weapons were released, and he won the first place in the exam, and most of the disciples had no objection. Many high-level monks looked at him like a torch, and saw through the victory and defeat at that time, but most of them chose to remain silent. The meaning behind the sect's gifts was also obvious.

Jing Hua smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth.

As expected, I am "not conscious of the times". I am a human being in my life, but I still can't take any grievances. How can I be absolutely fair in the world? After all, I have a lack of background and strength, so no one can help me speak.

The only thing that is gratifying is that things are too fast and the "human talisman technique" is not enough to be used, otherwise you may face more "subtle" and "hypocrisy". Try experience, plus what you have seen and heard over the past two years, makes the boy feel a little alienated from the "Fire Thunder Gate" and subconsciously hide some trump cards.

The door creaked open, and a petite female cultivator walked into the room with a teacup in her hand. Her face was round, her hair was combed in a bun, and her face was full of gentle expressions.

"Senior brother, it's time to take the medicine."

Jing Hua nodded slightly, tried hard to sit up from the bed, allowing her to serve and wear clothes. The female cultivator was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she was very skillful in serving. She was close to the boy, and the two could breathe, and her face turned red and looked cute.

When Master Liang Yuan came to visit me, he introduced Zhou Ke'er to Jing Hua. She was born in a small family and was a concubine's daughter, and was a fellow villager with Master Liang.

Zhou Ke'er started out six years ago and has not improved her practice so far. Not everyone is good at fighting battles. In fact, most monks are engaged in spiritual planting, alchemy, talisman making, sacrificial tools, etc. Zhou Ke'er originally worked in "Park Jung-yuan" and has always been responsible for spice selection.

Because she performed well in the test, she was unfortunately seriously injured. Uncle Liang Yuan specially introduced her to her, which was to take care of her daily life, as well as to bring her younger generations closer together.

When he first started, Master Liang helped a lot, and he had to give him face. Besides, Zhou Ke'er was so cute and charming that she must have been a flower in her previous life. She stayed by the boy, even if she did nothing, she would be a pleasing eye.

very nice.

After Ke'er served to drink the soup, Jing Hua took the opportunity to scratch his waist, making the female cultivator so embarrassed that she escaped from the house and hid in the other side of the room.

The boy shook his head and smiled, turning his gaze back to the beam of the room.

Two years cannot be wasted, so you must plan carefully and take every step forward. If others don’t know how to win or lose, Pei Lei must know it. According to his personality, he will definitely regard it as a shame and humiliation and find every opportunity to regain his face.

During his recovery period, even if he had the heart, he might not dare to take action. When he met again two years later, it would be hard to say anything. As long as he had enough strength, he would not be afraid of him causing trouble.

The boy's fingers tapped gently beside the bed, and his eyes turned to the jade slip beside the pillow. He was still very weak, so he had to let go of things like fighting and practicing. He had to stop practicing properly. However, he was familiar with the talismans and studied the formations, and had no conflict with the injury. He could concentrate on practicing.

The leaves of the locust tree in the courtyard grow and fall, and two years passed by in a flash.

The calendar of Guanyue is July 156, 1996.

Jing Hua stood in the room, hooked his hands, and pushed forward with his lunges. The surrounding spiritual energy dissolved into his body without any pain. His limbs and body were sore and swelling, like gentle fingers squeezing and pressing, and he was free and unhappy.

He closed his feet and hugged him, whirled his arms and broke up, and the boy stood up thinking.

In recent months, the "spiritual expansion" has gradually disappeared, replaced by the early "spiritual moist" comfort. He is close to the perfection of gathering spirits, just waiting for the final feeling to disappear and the realm is complete.

Jing Hua habitually pointed his fingers in the air, and his pen was drawn in a dragon and a snake. In just a breath and a half, the talisman was drawn. A few green vines stretched out of thin air in the room, about the thickness of a finger. They wrapped around the wooden chairs at the corner of the house and suddenly contracted inward.

"Shit"

"Crack"

After a few breaths, the wooden chair could not support it and broke with a "bang". The green vine continued to shrink, and the wooden strips were slit and crackled, and then they broke into pieces.

The wood-based high-level talisman is "inciduous".

The boy practiced secret techniques hard for the past two years. It was originally expected that he would take about half a year to complete the "Spiritual Leaf Arrow Talisman", but the result was not very smooth. He drew the talisman in the air, and the time from the cup of tea was shortened to thirty breaths, but it took more than three months. From the thirty breaths, every minute of the increase in the degree, he would encounter great difficulties. The talisman drawn was not broken or invalid. So much so that he had no time to look around for two years, even put the formation aside.

There will be gains when there are mistakes. After two years of hard practice, the four types of wood-based spells, "spiritual leaf arrow", "dead trees meet spring", "uncorrupted roots" and "poisonous clouds and evil miasma" have evolved from the heart, and ordinary talismans are much more powerful. Jing Hua is determined to learn a few more, but the time is limited, so he can only give up.

The green vines disappeared, and a few pieces of wood were left in the corner of the house. The boy packed up before and found a jade slip on the ground, with the golden seal script "Spirit Gathering Array" engraved on the front.&/tent>

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