flstandardbreds Chapter 159 Celebration
Chapter 159 Celebration
On the fifth day after Chen Yu came out of seclusion, Wang Chonglin flew back from outside the market.
The battle for the spiritual stone veins is getting more and more intense. He, who has just become a real person, is afraid that he will be targeted by the six sects in Yudong.
Wang Chonglin had just broken through and didn't have a very clear understanding of the foundation-building realm. He would be a drag on his master when he arrived on the battlefield. Not only could he not help, but he would probably have to distract himself to take care of him.
Master Lingyi went straight to the spiritual stone mine, wanting to get some spiritual pills for his disciple.
Wang Chonglin also thought clearly about the pros and cons. Even though he didn't want his master to take risks, he had to compromise with reality.
Master Lingyi passed away only within the past twenty years, and his own talent was not that high.
In the initial stage of foundation building, it may be possible to protect oneself, but the descendants of the master who are away will have no support.
Among the cultivators of the four major sects, from the foundation-building masters to the Qi-refining disciples, open and covert fighting is commonplace.
The best example is the fight for the second-level elixir three years ago. If it had not happened in the market town, and the Danhua Sect’s headquarters was not far away, the two sides would have had to fight it out.
When he was young, Master Lingyi had a feud with another foundation-building master in his sect over the foundation-building pill.
Later, he searched for cultivation resources in Leiyang Lake, and fought several battles with several masters from the other three sects.
Because of good sword skills, one often wins more battles than loses.
Now that he is approaching the end of his life, several of his opponents are still alive and well.
Don't ever think that all immortal cultivators are broad-minded people. There are many petty-minded immortals out there.
There are also many cases where the coffins are opened and the bodies are mutilated and the bones are crushed and scattered to ashes after death.
Moreover, without the pillar of support, great-grandfather, life will become very difficult for the descendants of Lingyi Zhenren.
Wang Chonglin, who is grateful for the kindness he has received, would never allow such a thing to happen.
The most important thing right now is to improve one's own cultivation and strive to break through the middle stage of foundation building before Master Lingyi passes away.
Originally this was almost impossible for him, but the Tan Xuan Dan from the Dan Hua Sect gave the master and disciple a little hope.
As long as he kills three people in the middle stage of foundation building or one person in the late stage of foundation building, there is a high probability that he will improve his realm before Master Lingyi passes away.
Despite this, he was still unwilling to give up.
Why can't my spiritual talent be a little higher? Why can't I be born earlier and become a support for my master?
So when Chen Yu met Wang Chong walking towards him in the market, he could see the sadness on his face at a glance.
He could guess the general reason, but since the other party didn't mention it, he just pretended nothing happened.
"Congratulations to you fellow Daoist for achieving the foundation building and adding another twenty years to your life span."
Wang Chonglin was just about to go find him when he saw Chen Yu coming over and quickly changed his expression.
It is not the behavior of a decent monk to show disrespect to fellow friends over a disagreement.
"Brother Chen, you don't have to be polite. I am just lucky and have the great help of my master.
Although I have lived a little longer, the years that follow will be wasted.”
At this point, his expression was inevitably gloomy. He quickly suppressed his sadness and asked, "I was busy practicing in the past few years and hardly went out.
Later, I went to see Brother Chen and heard that he had some insights in refining equipment and had been in seclusion for a few days.
Now that we happen to run into each other in the market, why not have a short get-together?
I wonder if Brother Chen has time to come to my place and get drunk."
"This time, fellow Taoists, please go to my weapon refining workshop, and Chen will be the host.
After my brother’s breakthrough, I have not yet invited him to drink to celebrate.
And to be honest with you, Chen has indeed gained some experience in refining equipment recently.
Perhaps in a few days, I will be a top-grade first-class weapon refiner.
It won’t be too late to invite me to your place for a drink then.”
Wang Chonglin did not refuse and followed Chen Yu to the counter of the weapon refining workshop.
The backyard of the weapon refinery was never shown to anyone. Wang Chonglin knew that the other party had a secret, but he had no intention of snooping.
There are two things Chen Yu admires about him. One is that he never pries into other people's secrets and always behaves in an open and aboveboard manner.
The second is to have a normal mind. How you treat others during the Qi Refining Stage is also the same as that during the Foundation Building Stage. This is considered a clear stream in the world of immortal cultivation.
If other cultivators broke through the foundation-building stage in the morning, they would have to cut off all contact with their former peers in the evening.
Being able to not be confused by external things is probably the highest level of pursuing immortality.
However, due to the limitation of spiritual roots and talent, it is difficult to make further progress.
Chen Yu came out of the yard, holding a wine jar that exuded a faint spiritual aura in his arms.
The second batch of wine brewed from Linggu has been stored in his cellar for a full sixteen years.
Wang Chonglin took out an eight-immortal table and two benches from his storage bag, and placed two wine bowls on them.
"I heard from the monks in the market that Brother Chen bought six Soul Devouring Rats, probably intending to refine them into storage bags.
Speaking of which, given Brother Chen's status, why don't you hang a storage bag around your waist, so as to avoid being looked down upon by some small-time people.
Could it be that you don't appreciate the skills of those weapon refiners and want to make it yourself?"
Chen Yu placed the wine jar on the table and said with a smile, "I am alone in the market town, and I am a weapon refiner who lives in seclusion, so how can I meet any little tyrant?
If you are out there making a living, you must remember not to show off your wealth.
Moreover, except for the commissions from monks, other materials have to be purchased by oneself in the market.
Bringing a storage bag with me is telling others clearly that I have plenty of spirit stones, so you can feel free to charge me.
The weapon refining workshop has been in operation for several years now, and the cultivators who often come to the market are basically familiar with it.
The probability of being cheated by the stall owner is greatly reduced. Everyone knows that I am a weapon refiner who has too many spirit stones to spend, so there are fewer unpleasant things. "
Wang Chonglin sat on the bench, watching the other party open the jar and pour the wine, and nodded his approval at Chen Yu's words.
“So now that I’m stable, I want to make a storage bag and carry it with me.
It is really an enviable skill for you to be able to take out items from your bag so easily like Brother Wang."
It is much easier for a foundation-building cultivator to learn first-level things, but Wang Chonglin has no talent in the art of refining equipment, so he did not continue to discuss this topic.
I saw him pick up the bowl and pour it directly into his mouth.
"Brother Chen is good in everything except drinking.
Although he was obsessed with brewing wine, he drank it like a bird pecking at it, only drinking a little bit. "
It turned out that Chen Yu poured a full bowl for the other person, but his own bowl was only covered with a thin layer of liquid.
Just take a sip and it's still very spicy.
As a Jindan Zhenjun, Chen Yu can completely adjust his physical perception. He can be immune to cold and heat, and can also sense the slightest changes in the outside world.
The wine tasted spicy and Chen Yu almost wanted to spit it out on the spot.
But after tasting it carefully, I found that it is indeed different from the newly brewed wine.
He didn't want to figure out what it was specifically, he just felt that there was a kind of precipitation of time.
After sixteen years of aging, the high-concentration rice wine has become more potent.
Chen Yu did not add the Drunken Soul Flower, and Wang Chonglin did not use his true energy to sober up, and after drinking half a jar of wine, he looked drunk.