Refining the Mountains and Rivers Chapter 5: Cultivation for Dajin

What's the matter? Qin Yu became vigilant for a moment, and couldn't care too much, throwing away the Pheasant Overlord, took out a little pill from his arms and swallowed it.

After the small blue light was shining, the potency of the pill was increased after the upgrade, and one was more than the previous three. The circulation of medicinal power quickly transformed into spiritual power, and soon Qin Yu's mana of refining qi and two qi had all recovered, even slightly increased.

It was too late to feel distressed, so wasted a little pill, Qin Yu leaned on one side of the stone wall and slowly walked down. He has just considered clearly that the Disposal Division is his best choice and cannot easily give up.

Of course, the most important reason that prompted him to make this decision is that the Disposal Division has replaced more than ten people in seven years, and the shortest one lasted for two months. It can be seen that even if there is danger inside, it will never be fatal immediately. .

Safe journey.

Apart from the sound of his own footsteps, there was no sound in the quiet underground. Qin Yu didn't dare to be careless. After searching carefully, he was relieved and thoughtful when he was sure there was no danger.

Since there is no external danger, the traces of excavation at the entrance and the spilled blood can only be caused by the former cultivator in the division.

Why is this?

Qin Yu was very puzzled, but couldn't find the answer, he secretly paid attention and started to clean up. The last Senior Brother Wang who died should be very painful in the end, so he made a mess of his residence. Although he didn't care about the living environment, he still had to stay here for a long time in the future and he still had to clean up.

An hour later, Qin Yu carefully cleaned up all the places, but found nothing in the process.

It seems that some things are going to happen in the future, he slowly realized.

On the cross-legged futon, Qin Yu took out all the pill points, counted thirty-seven, and couldn't help but look forward to it. He had tolerated it for several days, and now he had a safe environment, and he couldn't stand it anymore. I don't know how much the thirty-seven Spirit Pills could improve his cultivation.

Swallow pills, close eyes, absorb!

Qin Yu's entire mind was completely immersed in the practice, and the mana in his body continued to increase at an astonishing speed.

When the last point of the spirit pill turned into surging mana into the cultivation base, Qin Yu slowly opened his eyes, a glimmer of light flashed by, dazzling in the darkness. His whole person has not changed from before, except that his face is more rosy, but he straightened his back but naturally, exuding a completely different aura.

Atmospheric, calm and confident!

Reborn!

Qin Yu couldn't help smiling at the corner of his mouth as he felt the many times the powerful mana flowing in his body.

Five layers of gas refining!

Thirty-seven upgraded point spirit pills actually forced his cultivation to three levels. This is because his aptitude is too poor, the absorption of spiritual power is slow, and a lot of medicinal power was wasted. , Otherwise it can be a higher level.

But Qin Yu was already satisfied, he couldn't even think of the fifth level of Qi refining. It's a pity that the pill pill has been exhausted, and the effects of other pills have not been clarified yet, so the practice can only stop here.

He stood up and twisted his body slightly, and there was a burst of "cracking" joints. Qin Yu's face was slightly startled after calculating the time. He didn't expect this practice to take nearly seven days. He didn't feel it at all, it seemed only for a while. .

"Cultivating immortals has no years, hundreds of years in a blink of an eye... I finally know a little bit about this sentence today." Qin Yu sighed, and immediately converged his mind and got up and walked to another house. When cleaning up before, he already knew that it was a study room with a lot of pill classics, but he was eager to practice and didn't stay too much.

Now it's time to look through it, so I can determine what the remaining medicine is in my hand, and resume cultivation as soon as possible. After experiencing the rapid improvement of his cultivation base, Qin Yu has completely liked the feeling of cultivation.

Said it was a study room. In fact, it was a room with a few rough stone holes dug into the stone wall. There was nothing but a set of tattered tables and chairs. There is an oil lamp on the table, which I thought was used for lighting, and a pile of dry ink and messy paper next to it was extremely scribbled.

Qin Yu didn't need to light the lamp. He first looked at the messy paper on the table, cursing and spiteful, useless.

Waving his hand and sweeping it aside, he turned and fetched a book without a name.

Turn on the first page.

"Xu a certain student made alchemy, but he was so dull and difficult to enter the room, leaving his experience and experience to future generations, and hope that the younger generation can..."

After a few glances, it was all complaints and turned over.

Quickly, Qin Yu refreshed.

The monk surnamed Xu actually recorded in detail his own alchemy process. This book is similar to an alchemy notebook. What's even better is that he also described the situation of the pill that Qin Yu needs most right now.

Flicking through quickly, maybe because of the improvement of cultivation base, Qin Yu's memory has also been strengthened. After a while, I will write down the contents of the book, especially the description of the pill, I remember clearly.

The cultivator surnamed Xu is not high, so he can only refine low-level pill. This is exactly what Qin Yu needs. He has already judged several pill for his opponent.

But he didn’t care about it, and took out several medicinal medicinal books with different handwriting, checked each other and confirmed that there was not much discrepancy, and finally determined the names of the three medicinal medicinal materials, namely Yangyuan Pill and Solid Pill. And bigudan.

The Yangyuan Pill is similar to the Spirit Pill, both of which are used to improve cultivation, but the grade is one level higher and the medicine is stronger.

The main function of the solid pill is to increase the strength of qi and blood and increase the strength of the body, and it also has the effect of partially increasing the cultivation.

As the name suggests, swallow one, without eating for the whole month.

Qin Yu smiled at the corner of his mouth. Needless to say, Yang Yuan Dan is absolutely good. The solid pill is also very useful to him. It seems that his weak physical condition will be changed soon.

As for the bigu pill, you will not feel hungry when you have aura into the body when refining the pill, but when the pill is refined, it may come in handy.

The harvest is fairly satisfactory.

No matter what, continue practicing!

This time Qin Yu did not swallow the Yangyuan Pill, but chose a solid pill.

The reason is very simple. During the Qi refining period, the monk's mana is weak, and he has never learned attacking spells. In case of danger, he has to rely on his body to work hard.

Upgrading the physical body first, and then practicing mana, is also considered a multi-layer protection. Although there is no danger in the Disposal Division, Qin Yu has been deeply suspicion in his heart.

Sure enough, the solid pill is indeed a **** pill that is indispensable to any Qi-refining cultivator, and its effect on physical transformation is powerful!

Ten days, after all the forty-four solid pills were refined, Qin Yu jumped half a head tall, a piece of streamlined muscle, let him completely bid farewell to the thinness before, and his whole body was full of explosive power.

If Langtu knows, he will definitely cry, how much hardship he has suffered to have that good body, but now he may not be comparable to Qin Yu.

Qin Yu smiled, but secretly decided in his heart that in the future, he must find a way to get some solid pills for Langtu. This guy's head is full of muscles. Isn't it possible to follow the orthodox path of practice? It's better for him to train.

With the little blue light, Qin Yu believes that he can walk far and far on the road of spiritual practice. Wouldn't he be lonely if he is not accompanied by friends?

Potato, but his lifelong good brother!

In the dark underground and absolutely quiet environment, it seems that the flow of time has accelerated a lot. When Qin Yu woke up in self-cultivation again, he had been in the disposal department for a whole month. All the Yangyuan Pills were turned into mana, and his cultivation level had reached an amazing eighth level of Qi refining!

For one month, I broke the sixth level of refining qi continuously.

"As far as the pill and the monk are concerned, it is really the best gift from heaven!" Qin Yu couldn't help sighing.

It has been determined that the third senior brother broke through the seven Qi refining realms on the 27th and successfully entered the foundation building because of the small blue light. It's a pity that he is too ostentatious, rising like a meteor, and falling like a meteor.

"Wei Wei's death is just before my eyes when the gun hits the head. I must keep this in mind and warn myself at all times." Qin Yu's eyes are solemn, and the existence of the little blue lantern will become his biggest secret. Exposed. Otherwise, not to mention that he is just a small, non-intelligent Qi-refining monk, even a great power, will be torn to pieces.

The medicine ran out, and Qin Yu's practice came to an end temporarily. He stayed in the dark underground for a month, absolutely closed. He was not bored at all, and the corners of his mouth could not help but cocked, "It seems that I am not completely in the practice. Advantages, at least can stand loneliness."

As soon as the voice fell, Qin Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes reflected a glistening, "You are a little thing." What appeared in front of him was the pheasant overlord he brought into the disposal department. After it was let go, Qin Yu had forgotten its existence after focusing on cultivation.

At this time, the pheasant overlord has bright feathers, losing its original luster, the flaming crown is drooping, the small eyes are dim, and he looks weak and weak. It looked at Qin Yu, wanted to approach but was scared and hesitated.

Qin Yu immediately understood the reason, raised his hand and glanced at the index finger of his left hand, and it turned out that the green was a little bit gray. The erysipelas was pervasive in the disposal of Si Zhong, and one month was enough to allow the accumulation of invading toxins to burst out. He carried a small blue light immune toxins, and the Pheasant Overlord had no luck.

In one month, it didn't even die, and it must be exceptionally talented among the pheasants, worthy of the name of the overlord.

Qin Yu thought for a while, and then slowly opened his probing hand into his arms, and the faint blue blooming in a square circle, looking at the pheasant king, its small eyes suddenly rounded, showing excitement, and its sharp claws scratched the ground uneasy. , But did not rush over~IndoMTL.com~ This little thing has a bit of wisdom!

Qin Yu was surprised and calmed down. The world is full of wonders. He can get a small blue light. The Pheasant King has a bit of adventure to turn on his wisdom. What's impossible? Originally, he wanted to have a companion when he saved it, but the Pheasant Overlord opened up the wise, of course it couldn't be better.

"Little guy, come here, I will help you detox."

As if I understood, the pheasant overlord his eyes and fell to the ground.

Faint?

Qin Yu couldn't laugh or cry. It seems that this little thing has noticed him a long time ago, and has been holding on forever without daring to come over. So, its intelligence is not too low.

Went over to pick up the pheasant overlord, and let it bathe in the light of the small blue lamp, a trace of black air poured into its paws, gradually turning black.

The fingers are squeezed, and they are fat, judging from the feel, they are heavier than when they came in.

Qin Yu touched his chin and thought about it. This month, he didn't see the Pheasant King come down. What did he eat?

The black gas stopped surging, the toxins have been removed, and the pheasant king closed his eyes tightly, without the slightest intention of waking up. But since you are faint, with a few long feathers on your tail, what is the strength of this shaking?

Qin Yu deliberately weighed in, with a grinning face, "It's quite fat, and now the poison is gone, it's just a pot of stew!"

Fluttering edge——

The Pheasant Overlord was struggling violently. If Qin Yu hadn’t been prepared for it, he might really have to escape. After a while, I found that he was holding his hand like two iron hoops, and the Pheasant Overlord looked at Qin Yu pitifully. , The tears fell down.

This little thing is really refined!

Essence of pheasant?

This name is inexplicable joy.

A smile appeared on the corner of Qin Yu's mouth.

The pheasant king suddenly came to his spirits, and he was so cute and cute, but you didn’t even need to flicker your wings. Why did the few hairs on your tail sway into a windmill?