Chapter 7: The third level of Qi training, the big secret

Chapter 7: The third level of Qi training, the big secret

Strength!

It is always the basis for everything.

Lin Fan has not yet established a firm foothold in the Qixuan Sect.

Cultivation is his only goal now.

"Let's get started!"

Lin Fan took out the copper bottle and started to work.

It took a whole night, and all 135 low-grade Quenching Yuan Dan and one medium-grade Quenching Yuan Dan were successfully strengthened by Lin Fan.

In the following days, Lin Fan never left Piaomiao Peak again.

In addition to meditating and refining the Quenching Yuan Dan, he spent all his time to comprehend the classics left by Xuan Lingzi in the thatched cottage, and to sleep.

Time passed day by day.

The number of medium-grade Quenching Yuan Dan in Lin Fan's hand was getting less and less.

The volume of the needle-tip-thick warm current in his body finally increased to the thickness of a matchstick.

Every time the warm current circulated in his body, he could feel refreshed and energetic.

Even if he only slept for one hour a day, he was still energetic.

In addition, Lin Fan's hearing and eyesight were greatly improved.

Even an ant ten feet away can be seen clearly.

"Is this the benefit of becoming an immortal cultivator? Awesome!"

Lin Fan was amazed.

At this moment, he truly felt the various benefits that becoming an immortal cultivator brought him.

Let alone the fact that the immortal cultivator's realm will increase his lifespan.

Even the change of the physical body is enough to drive countless mortals crazy.

However, Lin Fan's cultivation did not stop.

He just had to consume all the 136 Quen Yuan Dan in his hand.

Buzz!

Lin Fan's mind moved, and the warm current in his body, as thick as a cotton thread, instantly gathered in his arms.

He waved his fist, and a white mist of Qi rushed out of his body.

It broke a piece of bluestone several feet square.

"So strong!"

Lin Fan was overjoyed.

Before he could study in detail what was going on with the Qi in his body, Xuan Lingzi's surprised voice came from behind him.

"Huh? You are really good, kid. It's only been a month, and you have already reached the third level of Qi training."

"If you work harder, it is not impossible to break through to the eighth level of Qi training within three months."

Lin Fan was overjoyed.

"Thank you for the compliment, Peak Master."

After thanking him, Lin Fan hurriedly said, "Peak Master, I just waved my arm, and a stream of Qi rushed out. What's going on?"

"When a cultivator reaches the third level of Qi training, the spiritual power in his body will be released, forming a powerful Qi attack."

Xuan Lingzi looked indifferent.

After a pause, he frowned again.

"Just now, although you released spiritual power, it is far from being able to control it freely."

"In the future, if you fight with others, you must hit them with one blow. Otherwise, you will be a lamb to be slaughtered."

Lin Fan looked shocked.

He looked at Xuan Lingzi with a puzzled look.

"Peak Master, I am a disciple of Piao Miao Peak. Could it be that someone dares to kill me?"

"Hehe, what's wrong with being a disciple of Piao Miao Peak? Even if the master's disciple encounters someone with ulterior motives, he will still be killed."

"This..."

Lin Fan was completely confused.

He originally thought that the world of immortal cultivators was just a group of hardworking cultivators who were ignorant of worldly affairs and devoted to cultivation.

Xuan Lingzi's words at this moment made him understand instantly.

The world of immortal cultivators is really cruel.

If you are not strong enough, you are just a lamb in the eyes of others.

"It seems that no matter what I do in the future, I have to be more careful."

Lin Fan said secretly.

Seeing this, Xuan Lingzi suddenly frowned again.

"You have just come to the sect not long ago, and your strength is low. If there is nothing important, it is best not to go out easily."

"In the sect, it seems that there are rules and constraints. There are still many cases of killing people and stealing treasures behind the scenes. Be careful."

After Xuan Lingzi finished speaking, he disappeared again.

This made Lin Fan, who wanted to ask some questions about cultivation, depressed again.

"The peak master is really a busy man. Every time he appears for a while, he will disappear quickly." Lin Fan sighed.

At this time, Lin Fan had been in the Qixuan Sect for a full month.

It was time to receive the sect's benefits again.

After packing up hastily, Lin Fan hurriedly left Piaomiao Peak and came to the Merit Pavilion.

After showing his identity card as a direct disciple, Lin Fan did not have to queue up and easily received his own benefits.

It was still one medium-grade Quen Yuan Dan, ten low-grade Quen Yuan Dan, and fifty low-grade spirit stones.

These things are nothing to high-level cultivators.

For Lin Fan, it is a strong guarantee for his improvement.

After leaving the Merit Pavilion, when Lin Fan was about to go to the sect market for a stroll, Zhang Hong's voice came from not far away.

"Brother, please stay!"

Looking at Zhang Hong running over, Lin Fan naturally knew what he was up to.

On the surface, Lin Fan pretended not to know.

"Junior brother, is there something?" Lin Fan asked.

Zhang Hong laughed awkwardly.

"Junior brother, this month, you received another middle-grade Quenching Yuan Pill. If you don't need it, you can exchange it for me."

"Okay, thirteen lower-grade Quenching Yuan Pills for one middle-grade Quenching Yuan Pill, no bargaining!"

"This..."

Zhang Hong, who wanted to take advantage, was slightly stunned when he saw that Lin Fan's offer was the same as the price in the sect market.

But at this time, it was not good to offend Lin Fan in person.

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Hong took out thirteen lower-grade Quenching Yuan Pills and handed them to Lin Fan.

"Deal."

"Okay!"

Lin Fan nodded, put away the thirteen inferior-grade Quen Yuan Dan, and turned away.

Zhang Hong was anxious when he saw this.

"Brother, you haven't given me the pill yet."

"I'm in a bad mood today. Let's trade here at this time tomorrow."

"But..."

"I am a disciple of Piao Miao Peak. Would I cheat you out of thirteen inferior-grade Quen Yuan Dan?"

Lin Fan sneered.

Zhang Hong had something to hide. Seeing that Lin Fan was a little angry, he naturally didn't dare to insist on the transaction.

He smiled awkwardly and said, "That's it. Brother, don't forget the transaction tomorrow."

Lin Fan sneered and continued to walk towards the sect market.

Originally, he could complete the transaction with Zhang Hong on the spot.

However, the medium-grade Quen Yuan Dan in his hand had not been strengthened.

If it was taken back and strengthened with a copper bottle, the medium-grade would become the upper-grade, and the value would instantly increase by dozens of times.

Lin Fan naturally wanted to wait until he strengthened the inferior-grade Quen Yuan Dan before giving Zhang Hong a strengthened medium-grade Quen Yuan Dan.

As for the matter of stealing the pills, Lin Fan had never thought about it at all.

His realm was not high, and he had no foundation in the sect.

If he used the identity of a direct disciple of Piaomiao Peak to rob others, he would probably be beaten to death in a minute.

Lin Fan would naturally not do such a thing.

After leaving the Merit Pavilion, Lin Fan came to the sect market again.

After using fifty low-grade spirit stones to buy ten low-grade Quen Yuan Dan, he happily returned to Piaomiao Peak and continued his work of strengthening the pills.

After being busy for most of the night, Lin Fan finally strengthened all the Quen Yuan Dan.

"One high-grade Quen Yuan Dan, thirty-three medium-grade Quen Yuan Dan, one thrown to Zhang Hong, and thirty-two medium-grade Quen Yuan Dan left. This is all my worth."

"These pills are still not enough for me to practice from the third level of Qi training to the eighth level of Qi training in two months."

"Next, I have to get more pills."

After Lin Fan made some calculations, he left Piaomiao Peak again at dawn the next day.

When Lin Fan appeared in the Merit Pavilion again, he found that Zhang Hong had been waiting for him at the place where they parted yesterday.

"Brother, you are here?"

Zhang Hong was ecstatic.

The anxious heart finally settled down.

"Here, your pill."

Lin Fan threw it casually, and a medium-grade Quenching Yuan Pill instantly fell into Zhang Hong's hands.

After a careful inspection, it was found that the quality of Lin Fan's medium-grade Quenching Yuan Pill was much higher than that of the sect's medium-grade Quenching Yuan Pill, which made Zhang Hong overjoyed.

"Brother is indeed a person who values ​​credibility. If you have extra medium-grade Quenching Yuan Pills next month, you can still exchange them for me."

Lin Fan smiled coldly: "Let's talk about it next month."

Seeing Lin Fan preparing to leave, a strange look flashed from the depths of Zhang Hong's eyes.

"For the sake of your good character, I am willing to give you a piece of gossip for free."

"Not interested."

"I heard that someone in the sect took the Holy Blood Pill, and you don't want to know?"

Lin Fan's footsteps paused slightly.

A creepy feeling suddenly emerged from the depths of his heart.