I cultivate immortals by drawing cards

Han Wenye looked at the two and said with a smile, "I don't have any spiritual stones to give you."

The two people looked at each other after hearing this, then looked at Han Wenye fiercely and said, "Brother, don't be ridiculous, your defensive array is worth a lot of spirit stones, and now the brothers will give you one or two hundred yuan to use it. You won't lose face, will you?"

"Bang!" There was a sudden muffled sound, and when everyone turned their heads, they saw Han Wenye's right fist condensed with spiritual energy, and two people lying on the ground were crying in pain.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?" The senior brother who had walked not far ran over.

"Brother, he hit us!" The two men pointed to Han Wenye and complained first.

"You're so courageous, do you know how to punish for fighting with the same family?" The senior brother looked at Han Wenye dangerously and said.

"So what about blackmailing fellow disciples?" Han Wenye looked at the senior brother and said.

The senior brother hesitated for a while, the two people next to him stood up and said: "What nonsense are you talking about, our brothers talk to you well, but you suddenly hurt someone, we will sue you at the precept hall!"

"Go, I'll smash down the spirit stone when the time comes, I don't know if 1000 yuan spirit stone can buy your arm or not." Han Wenye sneered and said.

"You..." Those two people paused instead. What are their identities? If they really got there, they might be able to make the senior brother over there turn around and punish them without spending 100 yuan of spirit stones.

"Okay, okay, let's go!" The senior brother waved impatiently.

"You wait for me!" The two left unwillingly.

The senior brother looked at Han Wenye and said, "You just came here, don't you know the danger of a big tree attracting the wind?"

Han Wenye glanced at the senior brother and said, "I haven't asked the senior brother's name yet."

"Oh, my name is Cheng Qizhi, you can call me Brother Cheng." The brother said with a smile.

Han Wenye paused, turned around and pointed to the side.

Cheng Qizhi smiled and walked over.

Han Wenye took out a bag and said, "This is a low-grade spirit stone worth 300 yuan."

"You still know how to do things." Cheng Qizhi smiled and reached out to grab it.

"Brother, answer me a question." Han Wenye raised his hand and said.

Cheng Qizhi glanced at Han Wenye, thought for a while, and nodded.

"Brother, do you know who is going to punish me?" Han Wenye asked with a chuckle.

Hearing this, Cheng Qizhi touched his chin, looked around and said in a low voice, "I can only tell you that there is a Yuanying Patriarch in our Zhengxuan Sect, whose surname is Qi."

When Han Wenye heard this surname, his heart was shocked, and he immediately had the idea of ​​running away.

"But don't worry, there are rules in the Immortal League. Those who are above the golden core stage are not allowed to act casually on the foundation, otherwise they will be severely punished, and the Yuanying Patriarch will not take it lightly." Cheng Qizhi brought the Lingshi bag over and said: "As long as you stay here in the medicine garden and don't go out, your defensive formation should be able to keep you safe."

Han Wenye nodded upon hearing the sound, and said, "Thank you, brother, for taking care of me."

"It's easy to say." Cheng Qizhi nodded and walked away with a smile.

After Han Wenye went out, other people looked at him strangely, Han Wenye didn't say a word, just walked over and pulled the weeds.

Sure enough, pulling weeds is very labor-intensive. If you don't have enough strength, you need to use aura instinctively.

Han Wenye found that because he had the spirit-gathering array in his hand, while he was pulling weeds to consume the spiritual energy, the spirit-gathering array would help him absorb the spiritual energy again, so the cycle could be regarded as cultivation.

While waiting for Han Wenye to rest with the others, he checked his dantian.

Originally, his cultivation base dropped from the sixth level of Qi training to the third level of Qi training because of the abolishment of Danxin. Now, after these days of training and conditioning, his aura has become active again.

"It should be up for grabs within a month." According to the manual inside the tortoise shell, Han Wenye probably came to a conclusion.

However, the sixth level of Qi training is still not a strong cultivation base, his current goal is to build a foundation as soon as possible.

Once the foundation is established, he can leave his identity in the Xianmeng, and when others want to touch him, they still have to give some explanations.

And after the foundation is established, the card pool will also expand, and there will be more magic weapons and spell cards that can be drawn, so it can be regarded as having some combat power.

"Okay, okay, let's finish here today, come here and I'll arrange a night watch for you, you guys watch it." When it was evening, Cheng Qizhi called someone over to arrange the rotation.

Because of the gift of Lingshi, Han Wenye was arranged until the first half of the night.

Han Wenye ate some food in his room, then went out to watch the night.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with being on duty at night, just pay attention to the few fields of medicine that are about to ripen, and pay attention to some watering and the flow of spiritual energy.

Han Wenye walked aside by himself, stretched out his hand to caress the medicine field that was about to mature, and the medicinal materials in the medicine field would also release aura.

Han Wenye quietly absorbed some, which would not affect the medicinal materials.

He originally had the sixth level of Qi training, just like a bottle, now he just needs to fill it with spiritual energy.

The power of the Spirit Gathering Formation was revealed. Others need to refine and recycle to absorb the spiritual energy. Han Wenye only needs to refine a little bit.

"The shift has changed." Waiting for someone to come, Han Wenye had already stabilized his aura at the peak of the third level of Qi training.

Han Wenye went back to his room, and after he entered, he called out the young wolf Tunyue and Danhuogou.

Tunyue hurriedly ran to Han Wenye's side, Han Wenye touched Tunyue and took out the Beast Refining Pill from his pocket.

What he didn't expect was that Tun Yue turned his head and refused to eat. Instead, he jumped on the table and sat up with his head raised facing the window.

"Can I practice by myself?" Han Wenye threw the Beast Refining Pill to Pill Fire Dog. After he walked over, he found that there was indeed a moonlight falling on Tunyue.

"It's a purple-level beast." Han Wenye smiled and touched Tunyue, because he is the master of Tunyue, so a very small part of the moonlight absorbed by Tunyue flowed to him.

Han Wenye took a few breaths comfortably. Unfortunately, he is not a high-level beast master now, so he can't get many purple-level beast masters here, so that he can quickly improve his cultivation by relying on the practice of beast masters.

"It's lucky enough to draw one." Han Wenye knew that it was very difficult to draw high-level items from the card pool in the early stage.

"Roar!" Tun Yue suddenly turned around to avoid Han Wenye's hand, stepped aside and protested to Han Wenye.

"Tunyue, sit down." Han Wenye pointed his finger, the master's order is still useful.

Tun Yue sat down helplessly.

"Small sample." Han Wenye hugged Tunyue with a smile, and one person and one wolf began to practice by the window.

"Ding Ding." When Han Wenye was practicing, the bell on Ying Rong's side also rang.

Ying Rong took a breath, and a contract pattern slowly emerged between his brows.

Feeling the power of the weak contract, Ying Rong frowned and wanted to break away, but thought of Han Wenye's weakness now, and his own monster power over there, and finally sat cross-legged over there, slowly transporting towards the contract Get inspired.

"Huh?" Han Wenye felt a strong and abundant spiritual force extending along Tunyue.

He stopped practicing hesitantly, and saw that Tun Yue's hair stood on end stimulated by the aura.

Han Wenye stretched out his hand and drew the spiritual energy over, and Tunyue's hair clung to it smoothly, and then he stopped, and Tunyue's hair stood up again.

After repeating this several times, the powerful aura disappeared, Tun Yue opened her eyes, and jumped out of Han Wenye's arms, as if angry.

Han Wenye didn't know what to say, but he knew that even a purple-rank beast could not give him such a powerful aura so quickly.

As a monk, it is very dangerous to accept spiritual energy at will. If he hadn't had a contract with Tun Yue, Han Wenye would not have made such a dangerous move.

"Tunyue, come here." Han Wenye beckoned to Tunyue again, no matter how Tunyue cultivates stronger, it will not do him any harm.

Tunyue looked at Han Wenye, and finally jumped up, almost missing.

Han Wenye looked at it hanging on the edge of the table with its two little paws scratching, and looked at him innocently, so he couldn't help but laugh.

"Roar!" Tun Yue roared angrily.

Han Wenye lifted it by the back of its neck and brought it over.

"Okay, let's practice." Han Wenye also sat cross-legged over there, and began to concentrate on cultivation, but this time because he didn't touch Tun Yue, naturally he couldn't accept Ying Rong's aura.

"It's quite careful." Ying Rong looked at it for a while, and then he focused on examining Tun Yue.

He found that the aura that Tun Yue cultivated under the moonlight was purer and gentler than his own, and it could even help him suppress the irritability that came from his blood.

It's just a pity that Tunyue is still too young after all, although the speed of cultivation is good, but the effect is still a bit of a drop in the bucket.

"Talking is better than nothing." Ying Rong was about to use his spiritual consciousness to control Tun Yue's cultivation when he heard muffled noises from both sides, and the magic circle in the room was attacked!

Tun Yue opened her eyes, glanced at Han Wenye, and found that he was completely immersed in cultivation.

Tunyue jumped off the table, it found the eye, and put its paw on it.

Ying Rong is a swordsman and is also very good at forming a formation. He knows how to control this defensive formation far better than Han Wenye.

"Ah!"

Following Ying Rong's control, two black figures outside the room were entangled crazily by the weeds that grew suddenly, and even strangled their throats.

Han Wenye's eyelids moved, and Ying Rong let go of his paws, jumped to the side of the Danhuo dog, and gave the Danhuo dog a hard push.

Danhuo dog opened his eyes in fright and barked.

"What's wrong?" Han Wenye opened his eyes, and he also heard the shout.

"This formation can still be used in this way." Han Wenye sneered, instead of chasing the fleeing two, he sat there and studied the formation for an hour.

He used to be a formation repairer who knew which formations restrained which formations, but the game would help him automatically form formations. Now that he really studied it, he soon became dizzy and drowsy.

Ying Rong sat and watched angrily, but there was nothing he could do. When Han Wenye gave up studying the formation and went to rest, Ying Rong withdrew his consciousness and wrote a letter to someone from the Zhengxuan sect. Help Han Wenye find a backer!

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