my God

Song Yan sat on the wooden platform for a long time, and Daoist Yang was always beside him to protect him.

When Layman Liu and Layman Chen opened the door and came in, they saw this scene from a distance, and before Daoist Yang signaled them to silence, they nodded to Daoist Yang knowingly, then took a sign saying "Thank you today", went out and put The temple gate is closed.

There were only two masters and apprentices left in the yard, and it was so quiet for a while that people could hear their own breathing and heartbeat.

Song Yan shut off all perception of the outside world, and only focused on the situation in his body.As soon as the crimson palace was opened, he began to guide the zhenqi in his body to continuously flush here. Finally, the crimson palace changed from a point to an independent small space, and the zhenqi flowing through here would be intercepted a little.

The zhenqi that filled the crimson palace was consciously squeezed and shrunk by Song Yan, and then the crimson palace would be filled with new zhenqi, and Song Yan squeezed it again... Only by squeezing the real qi until it could no longer get smaller, The core will only take shape when it is completely condensed into a solid.And as long as there is a pill core, the pill can be raised slowly until it reaches the limit of space in the crimson palace.

Forming the alchemy is a meticulous and time-consuming process. Song Yan was completely immersed in the matter of forming the alchemy, and had completely forgotten everything around him.

The sun moved overhead, and the morning was easily passed in silence.

Daoist Yang carefully observed the changes in his apprentice, and saw that the thin air surrounding his body began to circulate slowly, part of it entered into his body with his breathing, and part of it slowly penetrated into his skin, both from the inside out and from the inside out. Nourishes his body from the outside in.

Sure enough, destiny is extraordinary!Yang Daochang secretly sighed.

He knew that his apprentice practiced fast, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.He thought that if Song Yan wanted to form the alchemy, it would take until early next year at the earliest, and he was worried that his apprentice's low cultivation would be bullied after he left, so he never expected that his cultivation would rise sharply now.

This is, what opportunity did you encounter?

Daoist Yang couldn't help looking up, only to see a crow squatting on a branch, squinting at Song Yan.

Sensing Daoist Yang's gaze, the crow glanced at him, then looked at Song Yan again, as if he was always paying attention to Song Yan's alchemy progress.

Daoist Yang understood what the crow was doing.

Although Song Yan has encountered a lot of things recently, and has fought against many monsters and ghosts, but the formation of alchemy is a process of gradual accumulation. Even if he has reached the threshold of alchemy, he must have a strong introduction to break through the threshold.

This introduction must have been given by the mountain god. As for what it was, Daoist Yang couldn't guess.

Originally, after listening to Song Yan's dream story, Daoist Yang was still a little worried that the mountain god would take the opportunity to retaliate after he left, but at this time he was completely relieved.

Even if the mountain god helped Song Yan just to cultivate a strong opponent for a fair fight, it would be a good thing for Song Yan, better than being killed suddenly without knowing why, right?

Besides, everything is just conjecture, maybe it's because he judges the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain?Does the mountain god really want to help Song Yan?

After all, Song Yan still has to walk his own way; his evil fate also has to be settled by himself.

After Yang Daochang figured this out, he suddenly found that his state of mind had also changed, so he immediately restrained his thoughts and sat up in meditation.

For a moment, both master and apprentice fell into self-consciousness and cut off their perception of the outside world.

The crow looked at the two under the tree, and couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

"Not to mention my own blood, I still have to protect them! These two shameless people!" Crow sneered a lot.

It spread its wings and flew to the highest branch. After a circle, it waved its right wing, and an invisible barrier fell, enclosing the entire mountain temple.

If someone goes up the mountain today, let alone wanting to enter the mountain temple, they will not even see the sign "Thank you today" at the door!No one wants to go to the top of the mountain!

***

When Song Yan opened his eyes, he found that the surrounding light was already dim, and there was still light rain.The sky was not gloomy, but was covered by a thin layer of rain clouds; judging from the red clouds on the horizon, the sun was about to set.

It should be evening.

Song Yan suddenly felt strange because the rain did not wet his clothes.He quickly raised his head, and what he saw was an umbrella, and when he turned his head again, he saw Master standing behind him holding an umbrella for him.

"Master!" Song Yan hurriedly got up, but found that his feet were already numb, and he couldn't get up for a while.

"Let's take it easy." Daoist Yang said with a smile.

"Master, I have formed a pill!" Song Yan immediately told the master the good news.

"Well, Master saw it." Daoist Yang kept smiling, happy for his apprentice's progress.

After Song Yan straightened his legs, he kept beating with his hands.He considered it for a while before opening his mouth, and said: "Master, I had to wait for a while for this pill to form, but suddenly I opened the Jianggong... I guess the mountain god helped a lot..." He looked up at the pill as he spoke. I looked from the tree, but unfortunately I didn't see the crow.

"En." Daoist Yang just responded without saying anything.

He woke up after being drenched by the rain in the afternoon. Seeing that his new realm had been stabilized and his apprentice was still practicing, he got up and took an umbrella to protect the apprentice from the rain, fearing that the apprentice's practice would be interrupted by the rain.

He deliberately raised his head and glanced at the tree. The crow had disappeared, and he didn't know where it went.

"It was probably afraid that we would encounter trouble during this trip, so it helped me improve my level." Song Yan sighed.

Daoist Yang patted him on the shoulder and said, "Can you move? If you can, let's go back to the house first. The temperature outside is starting to cool down."

Song Yan's feet were still a little numb, and with the help of his master, he went back to the bedroom in the backyard.

Daoist Yang has been skipping lunch, but today he practiced for a long time and didn't eat lunch. His stomach is the same as Song Yan's, and he keeps growling.

He went to the kitchen to boil water. Seeing that there was no time to cook, he directly beat a few poached eggs and sprinkled sugar in it. The master and apprentice ate soup and water.

After eating, Song Yan felt happy physically and mentally from the inside out. It was a sense of satisfaction and lightness that he had never had before, as if he could fly with a light jump. He was so happy that he wished he could really fly a few times. lock up.

Daoist Yang was calm after all, and he had already tasted the experience of forming alchemy three times, so he went to the side hall for evening class as usual, and at the same time let Song Yan relieve his excitement.

Song Yan went directly to the main hall, and shouted as soon as he entered the door: "Shenjun Shenjun! Come and see how my Chinese alchemy is doing?"

A crow was squatting on the top of the god statue. After hearing his words, it immediately snorted and mocked: "It's just a pill core, and it deserves to be called Dan?"

Song Yan: "..."

This ugly fellow!

"You have to raise the alchemy slowly! It's just a elixir core now, but it will be a big inner alchemy in the future!" Song Yan continued to say happily without being discouraged.

"Hmph! Let's be more smug after the pill is formed!" The crow continued to pour cold water on it.

Song Yan: "..."

Although he wanted to refute it, the crow was right.

Their lineage of alchemy, at first they practiced an inner alchemy, the one in the dantian, and the alchemy was cultivated when it grew to the extreme, but the alchemy did not rise in the daytime after the alchemy was repaired, it could only prolong life without disease, and finally Had to die.

So the ancestors studied the method of the three pills again, forming a pill in Dantian, Jianggong and Niwan Palace respectively, so it will always work, right?However, there are very few people who have formed the three pills, and among them, very few of them can ascend to the ascension.

In the final analysis, forming alchemy is just a means to obtain natural energy, and one has to follow the Tao if one wants to become an immortal.

Therefore, this process is very similar to a famous inspirational saying - hard work may not necessarily lead to success, but without hard work, you must not succeed.

Song Yan took a deep breath, and felt that he still needed a good bowl of chicken soup, so he said, "Didn't you say that last time? As long as I get the Zhongdan, the mana will be thicker and the spell will be stronger! I now Have you made any progress?"

The crow gave him a blank look again, but before it could speak again, Song Yan had already come to the altar, raised his face and said to it seriously: "Thank you, God!"

The crow couldn't help being startled, for a while, he didn't know what to say other than staring at him blankly.

"Going out this time will definitely not embarrass you, nor will we embarrass our mountain temple, I promise!" Song Yan curved his lips and smiled brightly at it.

"Hmph!" Crow looked away awkwardly, "Just don't cry and beg me to save you!"

"Don't worry, you are my biggest hole card, and I won't bother you easily!" Song Yan continued to smile playfully with it.

Crow suddenly felt that this brat was a bit out of control, so he dared to play with him!

As a result, as soon as this idea flashed in his mind, it realized that it was more than just a hippie smiling face, this brat was about to rebel——

Song Yan hugged the crow while he was in a trance, and then stroked its feathers while muttering: "Shen Jun, you were so cute when you were a child last time, let's change again!"

"Get out!" The crow was out of anger, and after flapping its wings at Song Yan's face, it struggled and flew away.

"Can't I give you delicious food? You can change it again!"

The crow was so angry that it almost fell from the sky.

It didn't become a doll, but its body shrank!In order to save energy, the body is temporarily shrunk!How dare this bastard make fun of its state at that time!Bai helped him form the pill!

The crow flew out angrily.

"It's still raining outside!" Song Yan quickly reminded.

"That's better than seeing you!" The crow stubbornly flew out of the hall door.

"I brought ham sausage, do you really not want to eat it?" Song Yan suddenly took out a red ham sausage from his arms and shook it at it.

That was what the master was going to give them to eat on the train, and he specially brought one over to offer to the god.

The crow flew around the door smartly, and after passing through the drizzle, it flew back into the hall.

"Damn the rain, why doesn't it stop!" After the crow cursed, he landed on the altar again, his round eyes couldn't help looking at the ham sausage in Song Yan's hand.

Song Yan: "..."

What should I do if I can't help but want to laugh?

The author has something to say:

Author: A ham sausage slipped around, very similar to that...

Shenjun (squinting eyes): What does it look like?

Author (second counseling): Nothing!Hey, I lost my manuscript?Hurry up and try to update in advance!

(Updated in advance~)