Spiritual Resurgence: Cultivating Immortality from Farming

While Lai Jianlin used the digging technique, he also used the alchemy technique. The dust was raised layer by layer, and he quickly dug up the tree that Mo Wen was clinging to, uprooting his tree. Dig up.

He also turned those pebbles from the soil into sand gold, and the gold and stones kept hitting Mo Wen.

Mo Wen was clinging to the tree but the roots were dug up and he could not use his functions on the ground. He used his spiritual power to turn the tree into a flying magic weapon.

The roots, branches, and leaves of the trees turned into a wall that even ants could not walk through, thereby resisting the power of gold sand grains and gold stones.

It's just that... his tree can withstand the attacks of gold sand and gold stones.

The gold sand and stones punched through the holes were like dense raindrops attacking Mo Wen, making it impossible for him to hide.

Mo Wen could only flick his sleeves, turning into a gust of wind, blowing the sand gold and gold stones aside. The spiritual power he used to resist was unable to resist it at the next moment, and a lot of gold sand hit him. , the clothes on his body turned into small holes, and he became a beggar.

The whole figure looks like a golden man, even the face has turned golden, the clothes and shoes are also golden, and the hands and feet are golden.

Lai Jianlin used this leakage of Mo Wen to give him a gold-solidifying technique. One moment, Mo Wen only looked like a golden man, and the next moment he completely turned into a golden man, fixed on the ground like a fossil.

Mo Wenren was turned into gold. He could not move his mouth or body, but he could only use the method of sound transmission. His heart was trembling a little. If the junior brother was more sinister, he would have been fixed on this mountain. Tomorrow's inner disciple competition , what else to compare?

It was simply his absence. Everyone in the Xijian Immortal Sect laughed at him because he was greedy for life and afraid of death. He had been appearing in the Immortal Sect these days, but he was nowhere to be seen during the competition. Not only was he laughed at by others, but he was also punished by the Immortal Sect.

"Junior brother! You are the boss. Senior brother has given up. Please change me back to my original shape! I look so ugly now, but I don't want to be seen by a beautiful woman. It will make me lose my sight."

Mo Wen knew that the clothes he was wearing were in tatters. Fortunately, he was sparring with someone of the same sex, otherwise he would have been naked.

If a beautiful woman sees him, she will say that he is a gangster!

A lifetime of fame turns into dust.

Don't ask if there are no Taoists at this age. One reason is that you have no money and can't feed others. Another reason is that when one person is full and the whole family is full, he can no longer feed himself and still feeds others.

He doesn’t have this ability yet, so he can’t let a tough guy like him become a pretty boy!

When Lai Jianlin saw Mo Wen's pitiful look, he laughed playfully and with a wave of his hand, Mo Wen's gold-solidifying technique was dissolved.

When Mo Wen was able to move, he took out a Taoist robe from the Immortal Sect from his storage bag, put it on, and used a purification technique on himself.

The former Jin man has returned to his arrogant appearance.

"Junior brother, how about we go have a drink and have a bite? Celebrate our victory in advance."

"No, senior brother, if you want to celebrate, you have to celebrate after winning. If I win our game tomorrow, I will treat you to a big meal."

Lai Jianlin shook his head and did not want to be a person who only knows how to talk about water. Can he show his ability to speak for himself?

"Really? It's so good, haha, no matter whether I can win or not? I can still have a big meal." When Mo Wen talked about eating, he was as happy as a child. The tired sparring these days made him happy. Very laborious.

I also have pills and money, but I'm just a little reluctant to spend them. As the old saying goes, the richer you are, the stingier you are.

Typically only in but not out.

The two of them ended their battle and returned from the desolate mountains to the lively place of Xianmen, Ximen Xianmen Square. They each returned to their own mountain winds and caves.

On the way back, Lai Jianlin met Ding Ling. The direction Ding Ling came back was exactly the direction of the library.

"Senior Brother Lai, I haven't seen you in the library for many days."

"Junior sister Ding, although the books in the library are very good, you still need to practice after reading them. I went to practice with a senior brother these two days and did not go to the library."

"I've heard it all. It's said that there is a desolate mountain outside. No one practiced there before. These days, I can see people fighting on a certain peak in the distance."

Ding Ling is still wearing the Taoist robes of a female disciple. The hair ornament on her head is the same as other female cultivators. It is a magic weapon and a very simple dress.

There are a pair of phoenix eyes on her fair and beautiful little face. Her figure cannot be seen in the loose Taoist robe. From her little face, she can feel that she is a very thin woman.

Ding Ling didn't know why, with so many male disciples in the Immortal Sect, she would notice Senior Brother Lai.

We met many times by chance. This senior brother Lai seemed to be a very gentle and handsome man. He seemed to have no dealings with other female disciples.

Ding Ling knew that they couldn't have a Taoist companion yet, and he didn't know why his heart jumped so hard when he saw Senior Brother Lai.

Lai Jianlin and this junior sister were walking on the way back to the cave. The content of their chat was very simple and normal.

He felt that chatting with this junior sister was particularly relaxing. He came to the Immortal Sect when he was a teenager. Apart from going on missions and practicing cultivation, he never had much contact with other female disciples.

On the contrary, there are several male senior brothers who are very close friends, and there are often differences between men and women, whether in the secular world or the world of immortality.

"Senior brother, are you sure about tomorrow's game?"

"Do your best..." Lai Jianlin said with a smile.

"Senior brother, you don't go to the library very often. Have you learned the secrets and the techniques are very useful?"

"It's not bad! I saw them all in the library, they are all similar!"

Lai Jianlin thinks that the secrets may be similar. There are secrets for every kind of spiritual root. It depends on whether your understanding is good or not, and whether you are good at using it.

"I've read a lot of exercises and spells, but I always feel that there are flaws in them and I'm very unsure of myself."

"Junior sister, do you go to the library every day?"

"Yes, I practiced the exercises and spells I brought back from the library during the day and found them not ideal at night. Then I went to the library to read other techniques and secrets during the day."

"Junior sister, this habit of yours is not good. We are just inner disciples who learn the exercises and spells like that. We don't have a master to pass them on. I think you should find a book of exercises and spells that suits you and concentrate on practicing one or two or two. Three or four, no matter how many, don’t think about it. Once you have mastered the exercises and spells, you will know where the flaws are, and these flaws can be corrected.”

"Senior brother is right. I am going to sort out which set of exercises and spells are most suitable for me. In this short half day, I hope to be able to practice them to a small degree to prepare for tomorrow's competition."

Ding Ling suddenly became enlightened after chatting with this senior brother. She didn't care about chatting at the moment and hurriedly used her footwork to return to her cave courtyard.

As she walked, she was still thinking that it was the young master from a big family who had inheritance and thought more thoroughly, unlike her who relied on her own cultivation and low comprehension, which made it so difficult to learn.

If I have the opportunity to have more contact with this senior brother in the future, it will be for no other reason than to be able to talk to him, and I will feel very happy.