ghost master

Han Lin was silent, and finally got two messages of dispersal, but they couldn't take them back, which inevitably made him a little disappointed.

Anyway, Han Lin was very grateful to Lin Xiyuan, so he thanked him: "Please trouble me to help me find my soul."

"Why are you being polite to me?" Lin Xiyuan shook her fan: "I will pay attention to you next time."

"Yeah." Han Lin nodded, and then asked Lin Xiyuan, "How long have you been here?"

"It's been half a month." Lin Xiyuan smiled wryly: "I dare not step into the range of Snow Sky Sect, for fear of being discovered by Han Yang, so I had to hide here and wait, fortunately, you two didn't make me wait too long. "

Lin Xiyuan finished speaking and looked in the direction of the yard: "Speaking of which, Xiaopang has hardly changed, he is still like a child. You must let him practice in the house every day, right?"

"Almost, let him go down the mountain to play once a month." Han Lin responded.

"Go down the mountain once a month? No wonder." Lin Xiyuan understood that the more a child experiences, the faster he matures. Like Wang Xiaopang, he lives in the house every day to practice. Although he has learned the knowledge of immortal cultivation from Han Lin, he is not familiar with the world. If so, EQ will stagnate.

But many monks are like this, so is Han Lin. Lin Xiyuan remembers that the first time he met Han Lin in the secret realm, he was very upright. Looking at each other strangely.

Later, after suffering a lot, Han Lin's heart gradually grew, but in the end, he was attacked and killed by the people around him.

"As a father, don't protect your children too much." Lin Xiyuan advised Han Lin, if he was teaching Wang Xiaopang with the purpose of cultivating the new leader of Snow Sky Sect, then Wang Xiaopang's cultivation base alone is not enough. Emotional intelligence must also be above average.

Han Lin knew Lin Xiyuan's thoughts, he said lightly: "Don't worry, I will let Xiaopang take some missions that need to go out after the foundation is established, as experience."

Han Lin, who did not have a cultivation level above foundation establishment, was worried about letting Wang Xiaopang go out to practice. The monk imprisoned by humans is a clear example.

"Building a foundation? That's not easy." Lin Xiyuan smiled slightly, and Chao Hanlin raised his eyebrows quite proudly, then got up and went out to find Wang Xiaopang.

Han Lin followed Lin Xiyuan, and when he saw Wang Xiaopang, he knew why Lin Xiyuan said that foundation building was easy. It turned out that Wang Xiaopang was eating Tongtian Tao.

Tongtian peach is a well-known spiritual fruit in the cultivation world. This kind of peach is rich in spiritual energy, and one bite is like a panacea. A monk in the Qi refining period can jump two or three layers in a row after eating it. Therefore, it is known as Tongtian, but Lin Xiyuan Bring it to Wang Xiaopang to eat.

The appearance of the Tongtian peach is no different from that of ordinary peaches, but the flesh is light golden after biting open, so Han Lin can see it now. He looked at the grass again, and there were two sucked clean peaches on it. The fruit core, so he knew that Wang Xiaopang was not far from Foundation Establishment.

"Uncle Lin!" Wang Xiaopang didn't know that the peaches in his hand were precious, he only thought they were very sweet and delicious, and after eating them, his whole body would feel warm and comfortable, so he squinted his eyes and smiled at Lin Xiyuan.

Lin Xiyuan saw Wang Xiaopang's childish smile, so she teased him: "Is it delicious?"

"good to eat!"

"Do you support it?"

"A little bit." Wang Xiaopang touched his slightly swollen belly, and felt a little strange. After he cultivated immortality, his appetite became huge. After eating too much, he used his spiritual power to circulate in his body twice before digesting it. Why do you feel so full when you can only eat two peaches?

Wang Xiaopang began to circulate his spiritual power habitually. He was taken aback by this turn, and saw a large amount of pure spiritual power centered on his stomach spreading out along tens of thousands of meridians, like a bomb being detonated. generally.

"Master!" Wang Xiaopang touched his belly and looked at Han Lin in panic, his little hand was still holding on to the unfinished Tongtian peach.

"What are you panicking about?" Han Lin ordered Wang Xiaopang calmly: "Sit cross-legged and meditate, use Tongtiantao's spiritual pulse to run the exercises."

Wang Xiaopang saw that Han Lin was so calm, so he didn't panic, and immediately started to practice according to his words. The funny thing is that he still held the Tongtian peach in his hand, knowing that it caused the problem, but he still wanted to take two more bites.

Wang Xiaopang became more and more astonished after he entered the samadhi. Not to mention that his body was full of spiritual power, the spiritual power was extremely refined, and could be directly fused with his thunder spirit energy, and under the high-speed impact of this spirit energy, , he can use the exercises effortlessly, and it can even be said that he is driven to rotate.

The spiritual power is like water, and the dantian is like a lake. The water will turn to live, and the lake will grow bigger if it absorbs water. But the dantian has the largest capacity. When the dantian is full of spiritual power, what should I do if I want to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth?It is necessary to compress the spiritual power and condense it from a gaseous state to a liquid state, and the spiritual power can only be liquefied when it runs at a high speed to a certain extent. The minimum requirement is to let the spiritual power circulate nine times in the meridian within one breath, which is the so-called nine turns. one.

It turns so fast!Wang Xiaopang looked internally at the meridians all over his body. Due to absorbing a large amount of golden spiritual energy, his own spiritual energy gradually took on a purple-gold color, and he turned around many times in one breath. He felt that he might be about to build a foundation, so he looked at himself. As expected, a drop of purple-gold liquid spiritual power appeared in the dantian full of spiritual power.

It's really hitting the foundation building!He has just reached the sixth level of Qi Refining!

Wang Xiaopang was surprised at first, thinking that the foundation establishment came too suddenly, but soon he was overjoyed, who doesn't like skipping levels?And it saved him two years of effort to practice!

Wang Xiaopang then concentrated on attacking the foundation, and waited for all the spiritual power in his body to condense from a gaseous state to a liquid state before he opened his eyes with a smile on his face.

"I'm building the foundation!" Wang Xiaopang was overjoyed, he couldn't hold on anymore, and his dantian became empty, with only three drops of liquid spiritual power inside.

Yes, so much gaseous spiritual power finally condensed into three drops of liquid spiritual power. When his dantian is full of liquid spiritual power, he can try to compress it again, and the liquid will turn into solid, which is the pill formation.

"Yeah." Han Lin's reaction was indifferent, Wang Xiaopang ate two and a half Tongtian peaches, and naturally he could succeed in building the foundation.

"It turns out that foundation building is so simple." Wang Xiaopang sighed, "My adoptive father has been practicing for 100 years but failed to build a foundation. I thought it would be more difficult."

"You are a different spirit root, and your adoptive father is a miscellaneous spirit root, so they can't be compared." After Han Lin finished speaking, he looked at the Tongtian peach that Wang Xiaopang was still holding in his hand: "And you ate this kind of heaven and earth spirit fruit again." .

"I said why the flesh is golden yellow, so it's not an ordinary peach, if it wasn't for the practice of kung fu, I haven't found it yet." Wang Xiaopang sighed, grabbed the spiritual fruit and opened his mouth to take a bite.

This fruit is delicious and can improve cultivation, so eat more of it.

"This Tongtian peach is very helpful to the monks in the Qi refining stage, but it has no effect on the foundation building stage." Han Lin poured a bucket of cold water on Wang Xiaopang's head, "You only condensed three drops after eating two and a half. Even if you eat this basket of liquefied spiritual power, you won’t be able to reach Dzogchen in the early stage of foundation establishment, so it’s better to leave one for your adoptive father.”

In order to make Li Daoren stop pestering Wang Xiaopang, Han Lin promised to give him a Foundation Establishment Pill, and this Heavenly Peach is even worse than the Foundation Establishment Pill.

Wang Xiaopang felt that what Han Lin said was reasonable, so he looked at Lin Xiyuan, and asked him a little embarrassedly: "Uncle Lin, can you give me two of these Tongtian peaches?"

"Of course." Lin Xiyuan readily agreed. There are only two sky-reaching peach trees in the entire cultivation world. One is in the Ao Shizong, and the other is in his hands. Everyone knows the Ao Shizong tree. But no one knows about it, not even Han Lin.

So Han Lin really didn't expect that Lin Xiyuan would take out a basket of Tongtian peaches for Wang Xiaopang to eat. These peaches have always been used by Ao Shizong to reward his disciples, and it is almost impossible for monks who are not Ao Shizong to eat them.

Either Lin Xiyuan stole this peach or he got it from Ao Shizong by some means.Han Lin guessed so.

With Lin Xiyuan's permission, Wang Xiaopang took two Tongtian peaches from the fruit basket and put them in the storage bag, and then said goodbye to Lin Xiyuan with Han Lin.

When the two came out of the secret place in the stone, Wang Xiaopang realized that it was already very dark, the forest was pitch black, everything around was completely silent, not even the sound of insects.

"It's so dark?" Wang Xiaopang raised his head to look at the starry sky above the forest, it was full of stars, very beautiful.

"It took you a day to build the foundation." Han Lin explained.

"One day?!" Wang Xiaopang was a little surprised: "I feel like it only took an hour."

"It's like this when you hit the realm. In a state of high concentration, you can't feel the passage of time at all." Han Lin thought of the time when he formed the alchemy: "When I formed the Nascent Soul, I retreated for 18 years without knowing it. When I came out, I asked Only others will know how many years have passed."

"18 years!" Wang Xiaopang was shocked: "It's so long!"

"When you have a lifespan of thousands of years, you will find that 18 years is also short." Han Lin floated slowly beside Wang Xiaopang. The two people, one big and one small, got a little closer, but they no longer felt awkward .

When they first met, they were very repulsed to touch each other, especially Wang Xiaopang, who was about to cry when touched by Han Lin's cold hand, for fear that this ghost would suddenly pounce on him and eat him.

"Living for so long has no sense of reality at all." After Wang Xiaopang finished speaking, he was tripped by a stone hidden in the grass. Fortunately, Han Lin quickly reached out and grabbed Wang Xiaopang's thin arm, and then pulled him naturally. He grabbed his little hand and led him to walk in the dark forest.

Wang Xiaopang was led by Han Lin, and continued: "When I was young, I felt that a year was very long, but for some reason, I gradually felt that a year became shorter and shorter as I grew older."

Han Lin didn't say anything about it. He didn't have much memory of himself as a child, and he felt that he started practicing not long after he was born.

The two walked silently in the woods. After a while, Wang Xiaopang asked Han Lin: "Master, do I have a lifespan of more than 200 years now?"

"Yeah." Han Lin responded.

"Oh..." Wang Xiaopang also responded with a low voice.

He thought of his parents, who were almost 50 years old, and for ordinary people, being over 70 years old is a long life.

Wang Xiaopang lowered his head, not daring to imagine what he would do if his parents passed away. Even if he went home to celebrate the Spring Festival, it wouldn't be interesting for him to eat New Year's Eve dinner alone, visit relatives by himself, etc... just thinking about it would I feel so uncomfortable.

"You still have me." The cold voice was clear in the silent mountain forest, Wang Xiaopang raised his head in astonishment, Han Lin's translucent soul could hardly be seen clearly in the deep night.

"Master...won't you leave me?" Wang Xiaopang's voice was inexplicably choked.

Han Lin was silent for a while before responding: "I forgot that you wanted to leave me."

"No!" Wang Xiaopang denied it immediately, and squeezed Han Lin's big cold hand in a panic.

Han Lin looked down at him expressionlessly: "Didn't you say that helping me find my soul means parting ways with me?"

"That was in the past... because you are a ghost... but I'm not afraid of you much now..." Wang Xiaopang explained falteringly.