Chapter 63: The Old Man in Gray

Just in the three breaths just now, Li Yan felt the spiritual energy in his body being consumed crazily. He had just recovered some spiritual power, but in such a short time, about 10% of it was gone. Before, he was still immersed in the excitement of using his spiritual consciousness, and he didn't feel the degree of consumption of his spiritual power at all. Now seeing this speed of spiritual power loss, he couldn't help but have a headache. How could he afford to consume it like this?

After thinking for a while, Li Yan had the answer in his mind. This should be because he had just entered the second level of the Qi Condensation Stage. Looking at the degree of spiritual power in his body, he knew that only the water spiritual power tank had half of the spiritual power of the five spiritual power tanks. In addition, the release of spiritual consciousness originally required the third level of the Qi Condensation Stage. It must be supported by the deep spiritual power of the third level of the Qi Condensation Stage. Now he was just relying on the power of the Guishui Sutra to barely perform it, so the spiritual power was not enough. This problem should be solved slowly as his cultivation progressed in the future.

But then he thought of his slow speed of cultivation, and he couldn't help but worry. This speed of cultivation was not the effect of the five major immortal sects' skills. If this was the case, then what was the point of talking about the five spiritual roots? It was useless. After thinking carefully for a while, he suddenly thought of a possibility, and his face changed color. If that was the case, it would be a loss.

He had to find the cause of the problem as soon as possible, but with his little knowledge of cultivation, how could he explain this phenomenon? And he couldn't ask others in this situation, otherwise the secret of the Guishui Sutra would be exposed. What should he do? He couldn't help but stand up and pace around the house. After a while, he suddenly stopped. Just now, a sudden flash of inspiration came to him and he thought of the Guishui Sutra in the sea of ​​consciousness. Maybe there was something he could learn from there, which might inspire him.

Thinking of the Guishui Sutra, Li Yan couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. Since he entered the sea of ​​consciousness to obtain the skills last time, he has never entered it again. It's not that he doesn't want to comprehend further, but Master Ji is too tight. If he relaxes a little, he may end up dead. During that time, he was either practicing or thinking about how to deal with Master Ji, and slowly ignored the things in the sea of ​​consciousness.

He sat cross-legged and began to calm his mind and slowly restrained his consciousness. The next moment he came to the sea of ​​consciousness, looking at the calm black lake under his feet, he felt as if he was in another world, and his expression was trance.

After a while, Li Yan just gathered his mind and concentrated his mental power to explore the lake. Suddenly, a dense golden word emerged from the lake. Li Yan only looked at it for a moment and let out a long sigh.

It turned out that he was a little absent-minded when he was in the military advisor's house last time. He ignored some detailed tips and only memorized the first-level formula. The preface of the Guishui Sutra mentioned that he could only see the formula for his corresponding realm. At that time, he saw the preface and the introduction of the Guishui Sutra and the short formula of the first level of the Condensation Stage. Later, he was exhausted and didn't remember the tips in the preface. When he used his mental power to detect again, the original formula of the first level of the Condensation Stage had long been replaced by a new formula. He saw at a glance that these dozen lines were not the formulas he had learned. Only then did he remember the description in the preface.

No wonder he was practicing so slowly now. Using the formula of the first level to practice the second level realm, he couldn't keep up anyway. After getting this answer, he couldn't help but

He breathed a sigh of relief. Of course, he didn't doubt that there was something wrong with the Guishui Sutra, otherwise why would Dong Fuyi spend so much effort to save him, but he was afraid that the "dismembered poisonous body" would cause his body to mutate and no longer be suitable for practicing the Guishui Sutra. He was really worried just now. Apart from the Guishui Sutra, he really didn't know what other skills in the world could be suitable for his inferior spiritual roots.

So he memorized the second-level formula over and over again, and after checking it was correct, he couldn't wait to exit the sea of ​​consciousness. Of course, he had to confirm it before he could rest assured.

An hour later, Li Yan opened his eyes and smiled. It was indeed the case. After he practiced with the new formula, he recovered the water spirit power of the small half tank in about an hour. As for if he wanted to increase the spirit power again, he had to rely on his own hard practice.

After thinking about it, he stood up and walked into the courtyard. This courtyard of several dozen feet was quite spacious. He was still excited today. In addition, he had just recovered his spiritual power in an hour. Now he wanted to try flying.

In addition to flying in the sea of ​​consciousness, he only had the experience of flying with Li Wuyi today. Of course, he wanted to fly in the clouds in reality.

He patted the storage bag on his waist, a ray of light flashed, and a very small shuttle-shaped object appeared on the ground. Li Yan knew that this object could be infused with spiritual power or spiritual stones, but he would not use those spiritual stones. So he used his spiritual power to fly in the air, and the flying spiritual tool was about a foot away from the ground. With Li Yan's spiritual power infusion, it only took a few breaths and rose to about five or six feet. Looking at the size of the yard, he adjusted it down a little and stepped up...

In the middle of the night, Li Yan lay on the bed with a smile on his face, and he was still flying in the yard in his dream.

Early in the morning, Li Yan woke up, looked at the blue sky between the bamboo leaves outside the window, and stretched. He was very busy yesterday. He started to deal with the cultivator named Yu in the early morning and practiced the use of spiritual consciousness and flying until late at night.

After waking up, he felt extremely refreshed. After washing up, he opened the ban and came to the gate of the courtyard. Sure enough, there was a bamboo box on the ground, exuding fragrance. It seems that the identity of this disciple is still quite useful. After agreeing with the chores in front yesterday to deliver the meal every day, it was delivered on time today.

Li Yan was very satisfied with the meal. Although it was not a delicious dish, it was light and delicious. After the meal, Li Yan came to the practice room to meditate. He knew his shortcomings. He entered too late and had to work twice as hard. So once he had a good rest, he didn't want to waste any time.

After a meal, Li Yan's consciousness moved and he opened his eyes. He looked down and saw that the token on his waist was silently flashing and emitting light green light. So the consciousness was injected into it, and after a while, he raised his head.

"It turns out that the eldest brother has arrived. It seems that he is going to take me to choose the skills and immortal arts."

He had already figured out the functions of this sect token yesterday. The green light that flashed just now was the token's communication function. It can replace the effect of the sound transmission note within a thousand miles. When the sect has an urgent call or fellow disciples communicate, they can pass messages to each other through the mark in the token. Yesterday, his token had passed through Li Wuyi and Lin Daqiao's hands. They should have left their own marks in it. When Li Yan checked his waist card last night, he found nine green dots flashing inside. I wonder if it was the eldest brother or the seventh brother who left the marks of other people in Xiaozhu Peak in some way. Li Yan stopped the power, stood up, opened the door and walked out. Li Wuyi stood at the gate of the bamboo courtyard with a smile on his face. Seeing Li Yan walking out leisurely from inside, he smiled at him. Yesterday evening, Lin Daqiao went over to explain to him the courtyard where Li Yan lived, and also briefly reported what he had told Li Yan today. He knew that the eldest brother was careful, and if he didn't mention anything, he estimated that he would supplement it later. When Li Wuyi heard that Li Yan could leave his body after entering the second level of Qi Condensation, he was stunned. This was something he had never thought of, but he was also happy for this junior brother who had just entered the sect. He was indeed the successor of "Dismembered Poison Body". He had such an amazing performance at such a low level.

After the two of them exchanged a few simple greetings at the gate of the courtyard, Li Wuyi released the flying magic weapon and took Li Yan to the mountain. Li Yan's clumsy flying skills and the magic weapon that was two levels lower were naturally ignored.

After flying back for a while, the two of them left the group of houses. After flying back for about a dozen breaths, they came to a place in the mountain. There was still a black bamboo forest here, and there was a small bamboo house inside, which was only about three or four feet. Li Yan couldn't help but feel a little strange. This small bamboo house was the Treasure Collection Pavilion. This was too inconsistent with the association between him and this name.

When they were still dozens of feet away from the small bamboo house, Li Wuyi landed, collected the magic weapon and walked towards the small bamboo house with Li Yan. Li Yan followed behind him step by step. When they were still dozens of feet away from the small bamboo house, Li Yan felt a divine sense falling on him, and the next moment it disappeared without a trace. He knew that someone was scanning the person again. He looked up and looked at Li Wuyi. Li Wuyi's steps did not stop at all, and he still walked towards the bamboo house without noticing.

Li Yan thought to himself, "It seems that the person guarding this treasure pavilion may not have a very high level of magic power, otherwise why did he not discover the divine sense until they were only dozens of feet away from the small bamboo house."

The door of the small bamboo house was open. Li Yan saw from a distance that there was a table inside the door, and there was a person crawling on the table, as if he was still sleeping.

Arriving at the door, Li Yan could see the inside of the house clearly, which surprised him even more. This small bamboo house was the same size as it looked from the outside. There was nothing else in the house except a table, a chair and a person sleeping on the table. Moreover, even if he wanted to put other things, he could not put a few boxes for books.

"This is the Treasure Pavilion. It's too shabby." He remembered the scene when Li Wuyi took him to see the other four peaks from a distance yesterday. Although the Four Elephants Peak was not clear because of the formation of some peaks and the Buli Peak, he dared not get too close, at least Li Wuyi pointed out the Treasure Pavilion of Lingchong Peak and Laojun Peak to him in the air. What a grand style, each of them was a seven- or eight-story pavilion, tall, grand, and even majestic, while the small bamboo house here was not even as good as the chores in front.

"Greetings to Uncle Gu, my nephew brought the new junior brother to choose the skills and immortal arts." Li Wuyi stood in front of the door and bowed deeply. This shocked Li Yan. He now knew the etiquette of respect and inferiority in the world of immortal cultivation. This was clearly the etiquette of the younger generation to pay respect to the elder. Could it be that this person was also a Jindan master? Yesterday, I heard Lin Daqiao talk about the power of the master in the early stage of foundation building. That was a terrifying existence that could destroy a small town of mortals with one blow, and crushing the middle stage of foundation building was like crushing a stink bug. At that time, he realized that the Jindan stage was a terrifying existence that he could not imagine now. He did not expect that the person in front of him was also a Jindan master. It was ridiculous that he was still presumptuous to speculate on other people's cultivation.

"Oh, this is the kid with the 'fragmented poisonous body' that has been rumored by several peaks these days." A lazy voice came into Li Yan's ears.

Li Yan looked up and saw that the man was slowly sitting up. He was a skinny, short old man, about 70 or 80 years old, with a head full of white hair, which was neatly combed. There were many wrinkles on his face. He was wearing a gray robe, with a lazy look and a pair of sleepy eyes that seemed to be awake. Just when he finished speaking, he looked up at Li Yan. In an instant, Li Yan felt a trembling feeling in his soul, which made him pale. That glance seemed to see through him, and there was no secret on him.

"Oh? This kid seems to be a bit interesting. Hehe, the depth of his magic power seems to be about the third level, which is completely inconsistent with his realm. Is this the effect of the 'fragmented poisonous body'?" The old man seemed to be talking to the two people in the first half of the sentence, but he seemed to be talking to himself in the second half.

Li Yan felt that his body was relaxed, and the feeling of his soul leaving disappeared instantly. However, in just this short moment, his back was already wet.

Li Wuyi replied respectfully, "Master Gu, my eighth junior brother is the one who has the 'fragmented poisonous body'."

"Oh, I just heard that this kind of poisonous body appeared in our sect tens of millions of years ago, and I'm a little curious. Well, boy, come forward and let me see it." The gray-clothed old man collected his consciousness and seemed to be interested, calling Li Yan.

"Yes, Master Gu." Li Yan dared not neglect it. As soon as he recovered his composure, he immediately forced himself to be energetic and walked forward with a respectful salute like Li Wuyi.

Before and after Li Yan walked to the table, the gray-clothed old man leaned forward a little, stretched out his thin and thin hand and grabbed Li Yan's wrist. Li Yan felt helpless. He had been like this many times since he came to the Wuliang Sect, and he was a little numb.

After a moment, the gray-clothed old man let go of Li Yan, and his wrinkled face seemed to have a look of regret, "Oh, that's enough, that's enough, it's just mixed spiritual roots, it's a pity for such a good physique."

He looked at Li Yan's face with a look of pity, and then returned to his previous lazy look, and said listlessly.

"Well, what's your name?"

"Disciple, Li Yan" Li Yan replied respectfully.