Chapter 18: Mount Taishan
Next, Lin Xuan began to raise his cultivation level with all his might, using pills as an aid, coupled with the same diligence and hard work as before, he really gained a lot.
Ancient records were not wrong, even mortals without spiritual roots, as long as there are enough medicinal herbs as support, can also clear the obstacles in cultivation.
After determining this point, Lin Xuan even took a large number of Marrow Cleansing Pills, if it wasn't for the fact that the medicinal book recorded that there should be no more than nine pills per day, he really wanted to eat the pills as a meal.
And in the method of taking the spiritual medicine, Lin Xuan also gradually summarized some insights, do not take one grain by one grain separately, that way the medicinal power is limited, the effect is not ideal.
Of course, like that time when he impacted the bottleneck, eating nine grains at once was also wrong, although it didn't exceed the limit, but the medicinal power was too strong, not only would he make himself suffer, but also it wasn't easy to absorb it all at once, and those excess medicinal power would radiate away by itself.
This is obviously a wasteful behavior and not desirable!
The correct method should be to take three capsules each time, once in the morning, once in the middle of the day and once in the evening, and then just sit down and perform gong, this would have the best effect.
Other low ranked disciples only had two marrow cleansing pills per month, Lin Xuan ate nine pills in a single day, with this almost extravagant use of elixirs to propel him, his progress was extremely fast, although he couldn't say that it was a thousand miles in a day, the growth in his spiritual energy could be felt every day.
However, good times did not last forever, after a week, Lin Xuan's marrow cleansing elixir ran out, even though he still had two more advanced elixirs in his hand that he had scavenged from Zhang Yu.
It was a red, pea-sized pill that Lin Xuan had never seen before, of course, he wouldn't ask the elders of the sect, that would be like telling Zhang Yu and Zhou Yan that their disappearance had something to do with him, privately, Lin Xuan quietly went to the bookstore cabinet to check the books, and figured out that this was a more advanced elixir than the Marrow Cleansing Pill.
The Foundation Establishment Pill!
Disciples at the Spiritual Movement Stage could not use it, it was used by experts at the Foundation Establishment Stage to enhance their cultivation.
With this realization, Lin Xuan carefully hid them away for later, the priority now was to get more marrow cleansing pills so that he could continue his cultivation.
Lin Xuan's target was those waste pills that were considered "trash".
In the west side of the Piaoyun Valley, there was a small mountain, however, the entire belly of the mountain, but was hollowed out, a huge tunnel, straight into the depths of the earth, here is an active volcano, but by the generations of the ancestors with great magical powers to seal, only to introduce the earth's fire into the mountain wall of a room, as the alchemy of pills.
Danxia Mountain, one of the most important forbidden places in Piaoyun Valley, its importance is no less than the Book Pavilion where all kinds of secret scrolls and techniques are collected.
Spirit beasts patrol, experts guard, trespassers, kill without pardon!
Even the disciples of this sect were not allowed to enter casually, if there was anything, there was a building at the front of Danxia Mountain, where they could be responsible for receiving foreign guests.
Before coming, Lin Xuan had inquired about everything, however, he walked into the building with a clear mind.
Inside was very spacious, there were hundreds of square meters, a few children were sitting there boredly, when Lin Xuan came in, a child not too far away hurriedly greeted him, bowed respectfully and called out, "Immortal master."
These children were not cultivators of the Piaoyun Valley, but outer disciples.
The so-called outer disciples were those who did not have a spiritual root, but were talented in other aspects, thus being accepted into the Piuyun Valley, and would not be taught cultivation techniques, but could receive other benefits.
In the eyes of mortals, cultivators were all like gods and goddesses, so even if they were to be outer disciples, the enrollment would be crowded, and the sect would choose the best of the best.
For example, these children, although they don't have spiritual roots, but were born in a famous medical family, and are very familiar with all kinds of medicinal herbs and their properties, they can be sent to Danxia Mountain to work as an understudy.
And based on their performance, the sect would reward them with some precious medical books or martial arts secrets, the same ones Lin Xuan saw on the first floor of the Book Pavilion.
Although these books were not worth mentioning in the cultivation world and were like garbage, for mortals, they were supreme treasures, and after ten or eight years of being an outer disciple in the Piaoyun Valley, they could then come down from the mountain, and by that time, they had already accomplished something, and were either a generation of renowned doctors in the secular world, or great heroes armed with unparalleled martial arts skills.
The benefits were self-evident.
To know like Lin Xuan has no spiritual root, but was accepted as a formal disciple, few and far between, can be an outer disciple is good, Lin Xuan has such a blessing, but also because of the rescue of the drift cloud valley quite powerful elders.
Although this child did not recognize Lin Xuan, but looking at the clothing, also know that he is the cultivator of the Piaoyun Valley, of course, do not dare to have the slightest contempt.
The respectful attitude of the other party caused a trace of emotion to arise in Lin Xuan's heart as well, over the past three years, he had suffered from the ridicule and blank stares of his fellow disciples because of his slow cultivation speed, he had almost forgotten his own identity.
Although he didn't have a spiritual root and was an ordinary commoner, he was after all a member of the cultivators, a god-like existence in the eyes of commoners.
The feeling of being high above and being respected was good, this strengthened Lin Xuan's determination to cultivate, however the face did not move at all, "Is your steward here?"
The child heard and nodded: "The steward is in, immortal master please take a seat, I'll go and report."
That child respectfully brought Lin Xuan to a side room next to him and served him scented tea, Lin Xuan sipped the tea while pondering what to do, not long after, an old man walked into the room.
A head full of white hair, about seventy years old, the same is a low-ranking cultivator, the immortal road is difficult, not have a spiritual root will certainly be able to achieve, we must know that the spiritual root is also divided into good and bad, personal opportunities, efforts are not the same.
Take the floating cloud valley, ninety percent, is still a low-ranking cultivators, like the old man in front of me, this year has been seventy years old, but the cultivation is still the spirit of the late dynamic, the distance from the great circle there is still a distance, and even more unlikely to have the opportunity to build a foundation, for the immortal road, he can be said to be at the end of the road, so simply no longer strive to cultivate, such as the sects to discuss a room in charge of the reception of the steward of an easy job, and to spend their twilight years.
At the moment he was looking Lin Xuan up and down.
