Chapter 1 Lin Mu
"Snapped!"
A white vial was thrown to the ground, fragments flew into the air, and the few pills originally contained in it were also shattered.
The elixir was mottled in color and rough, and occasionally fine blades of grass could be seen on the surface of the elixir.
Lin Mu looked at the elixir that he had smashed with his own hands, feeling weak in his heart.
This is a bottle of spirit-gathering pill. It will be of great benefit to practitioners during the Qi refining period.
But this bottle of spirit-gathering pill is a waste pill!
Waste elixirs are the product of failed elixir refining and cannot be used for practice. If they are taken forcibly, they will cause great harm to the body.
When Lin Mu just got this bottle of spirit-gathering pill, he found that it was another bottle of useless pill. But he endured it and did not have an attack. Because the person who gave him this bottle of waste elixir was a deacon disciple.
In Qianyu Jianmen, Lin Mu was just a handyman, responsible for washing, cooking, fetching water and cleaning. The deacon disciples are specifically responsible for managing the affairs of the outer disciples, and the distribution of spirit-gathering pills is naturally among them.
Every time Lin Mu works as a handyman for a month, the sect will give him two low-grade spiritual stones and a bottle of spirit gathering pill.
However, Deacon Ma took advantage of it and enriched his own pockets. Although the two low-grade spirit stones would not be withheld, the Spirit-Gathering Pill was passed off as good. The waste pills were given to Lin Mu, and the intact Spirit-Gathering Pill was stolen by him and consumed by himself.
This was the third time Lin Mu had obtained the Waste Pill, and Deacon Ma had been in charge of the affairs of the outer disciples for exactly three months. In other words, after he came, Lin Mu never got a intact Spirit Gathering Pill again, and now it seems that he can't expect it in the future.
After working hard for a month and getting nothing in the end, who can not be angry?
But while Lin Mu was angry, he felt more powerless in his heart. Deacon Ma was already at the seventh level of Qi refining, and he had just reached the third level of Qi refining, so he was unable to resist.
Moreover, Lin Mu himself knew that low cultivation was not the main reason. The reason why Deacon Ma was like this was because Lin Mu had the Five Elements Spiritual Root.
Spiritual roots are extremely important to cultivators. In the world of cultivation, single-system spiritual roots are the best, such as a single water spiritual root, fire spiritual root, followed by dual-system spiritual roots, such as water-fire spiritual roots, earth-wood spiritual roots, and thirdly, three-system spiritual roots. , the worst is the Five Elements Spiritual Root. The better the spiritual root, the more sensitive one can sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the faster one can practice.
Lin Mu's spiritual roots were the worst of the five elements. His spiritual roots are too balanced, with metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and all five elements, but none of them stand out. Compared with other disciples, his ability to sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is more than half weaker. Even though he had worked very hard, he practiced the mental method taught by the sect three times when others practiced it once. But after three years, others have reached the fifth level of Qi Refining, while he is still lingering on the third level. Moreover, as time goes by, this gap will become wider and wider.
Deacon Ma took a fancy to Lin Mu's slow progress in cultivation, so he ignored his conscience and stole Lin Mu's Spirit Gathering Pill. He didn't have to worry that Lin Mu would one day surpass him in cultivation and seek revenge from him.
Coupled with the fact that he withdrew Lin Mu's Spirit Gathering Pill, Lin Mu's cultivation speed will be slower, and his cultivation speed will increase a little bit. He had no worries, so he was so unscrupulous.
Lin Mu sat with his head down on the futon in the quiet room. The broken porcelain shards and mottled elixirs seemed to be mocking him silently.
Lin Mu no longer had the intention to practice, and sat on the futon in the room in a daze, feeling filled with sorrow.
After a long time, the room became pitch black. Lin Mu took a jade pendant from his neck and cried silently while holding the jade pendant in his hand, tears flowing freely on his face.
He remembered his parents' instructions before leaving, asking him to practice well in the house. Before leaving, his mother put the only valuable thing in the family - a family heirloom jade pendant - around his neck, hoping to keep him safe.
That was three years ago. There was a famine in Lin Mu's hometown. The ground was full of hungry people, and Lin Mu's family had no rice to cook. The family relied on the bark of the tree to make a living. Later, the bark was all eaten away, making their life unsustainable.
At that time, it happened that the elders of Qianyu Sword Sect went there to select the outer disciples, saying that if they entered Qianyu Sword Sect, they would have no worries about food and clothing.
When Lin Mu's father heard about this, he felt sad in his heart when he looked at Lin Mu, who had become too thin to look like a human. He led Lin Mu through dozens of miles of mountain roads, rushed to the elders, knelt on the ground, and begged the elders to accept Lin Mu. He knew that immortals were separated forever and it would be difficult to meet again in the future, but he could not just watch his son starve to death in front of him.
The elder checked Lin Mu's bones and said that Lin Mu had the spiritual roots to cultivate immortality, but his spiritual roots were too poor and there was no hope of seeking immortality.
Lin Mu's father knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged, nodding like garlic, and his forehead was bleeding. Lin Mu was also busy kowtowing. Seeing their sincerity, the elder felt compassion and accepted Lin Mu into the mountain gate.
After Lin Mu entered the Qianyu Sword Sect, he did have enough food and clothing, but because of his poor spiritual roots and slow cultivation, he was looked down upon. Now, he was blatantly deprived of his hard-earned income by Deacon Ma.
Lin Mu missed his parents very much and wondered whether they would survive the famine. Several times, he wanted to go down the mountain and go home to visit his parents.
However, the Qianyu Sword Sect has a sect rule that prohibits people from going down the mountain until the foundation building stage.
This means that if he cannot build the foundation, Lin Mu will never see his parents again in his life.
Therefore, he has been practicing hard, hoping to build a foundation as soon as possible and go back as soon as possible.
It's just that his spiritual roots are too poor and his cultivation progress is slow. Now that his Spirit Gathering Pill has been swallowed by Deacon Ma, foundation building is probably even more hopeless.
It took him three years to reach the third level of Qi refining. There are ten levels in the Qi Refining Period, and the further you go, the slower the speed. At his speed, it might take fifty years to build the foundation.
Fifty years later, both parents must have passed away.
Lin Mu thought of his parents growing old alone, with no one around to accompany them before they died. My heart was even more sad, filled with sadness, and my crying was even worse, and I couldn't stop wailing.
He held the jade pendant tightly with both hands, rested his forehead on his hands, and cried sadly. The cries were suppressed and the sobs were hard to make.
After a while, the crying gradually stopped. Lin Mu held the jade pendant and silently wiped away his tears.
I secretly vowed in my heart that I must build a foundation and see my parents again in my lifetime.