The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 37 I'll Give You a Roast Leg of Lamb (Second Update)

"Get up!"

At the moment when the Fu was completed, Lin Yang flipped his left palm quickly and propped himself up to the sky.

The rune drawn by the blood containing the spiritual power in the palm came out of the palm, hung above the head and then suddenly unfolded, like a blood-colored gossip array hanging in the air, covering the sky spirit, slowly rotating.

Then the sword pointed towards the eight old ginseng and other medicinal materials in front of him, and a gust of wind came out of the purple bamboo building out of thin air, and the old ginseng and medicinal materials flew up out of thin air, blending into the blood-colored eight-directional energy-gathering array.

Each old ginseng and some auxiliary medicinal materials occupy a position, a total of eight positions, exactly eight old ginseng.

When the formation was completely arranged, Lin Yang took a deep breath and let it out slowly, and slowly closed his eyes.

Squeeze out the formula with both hands, and run the extremely domineering star refining skill.

Immediately, I saw that the slightly pure medicinal power was flowing out from the torso of the eight old ginseng. After being tempered and condensed by the formation, it was injected into the body from Lin Yang's Tianling point, making his body glow once, as if The gods and Buddhas sitting high on the altar overflowed with sacred aura.

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Since Lin Yang retreated, Zhao Lingling has been going around every day in front of the big wooden gate outside the purple bamboo forest.

He even wanted to enter the Purple Bamboo Forest in the name of delivering food, but Wu Donglai unceremoniously stopped him.

Martial arts practice is most taboo to be disturbed by others, let alone retreat, it must be Lin Yang trying his best to make some kind of breakthrough, once disturbed, it can be worse than life and death.

But it has been 20 days since today. For 20 days without eating or drinking, no ordinary person can stand it.

"Couldn't you starve to death?" Zhao Lingling was a little suspicious, but she shook her head. She hadn't seen any miraculous means that a martial arts master possessed. Maybe she could really break through the limits of her body and survive starvation for 20 days. Woolen cloth.

No longer thinking about it, I turned around and was about to leave, but at the moment I turned around, a voice came: "Go and prepare some meals, the more the better."

"Ok?"

Zhao Lingling's half-turned body was shaken suddenly, and slowly twisted back. Through the gap in the wooden fence door, she saw a young man in a gray sportswear walking with his hands in his pockets.

The boy is a little over 1.7 meters tall, with a cut of broken hair, which seems to be a little long and messy because it has not been taken care of for a long time. Be better.

Even if you stare at it carefully, the slender blood vessels under the skin are faintly visible.

What's even better is the empty fairy aura emanating from the young man's body, which is really refreshing. If there are experts from both Buddhism and Taoism here, they will be ecstatic, and they will bow down.

This young man was none other than Lin Yang who had been in seclusion for 20 days without eating or drinking.Now that he was leaving the customs, he was really hungry. Even if Zhao Lingling was a peerless beauty, Emperor Ziyang would not show any mercy to her.

"Mr. Lin, have you left the customs?"

Looking at the face that made her feel a little bit jealous, Zhao Lingling said in surprise: "Wait a minute, I will contact the restaurant for you right away and ask them to deliver the food."

After speaking, she left in a hurry to serve Lin Yang well, that was the task that old man Zhao entrusted to her.

Lin Yang pushed open the heavy wooden door set up to block occasional tourists, and walked in the mountain at a leisurely pace.

This retreat has yielded quite a lot. Not only has the crystalline muscle and jade bones been condensed, but also the cultivation base has been pushed a little further to the condensed state with the help of excess aura, and several meridians in the body have been opened up. It's on the wall between causing and condensing.

"If it hadn't just been condensed into crystal muscles and jade bones, and the aura in the purple bamboo forest is not enough, I really want to step into the condensed air directly."

Looking at the winding and verdant forest in the distance, Lin Yang whispered with some regret.

He is a reborn person who has the cultivation experience and realm of his previous life, so there is no realm barrier for him to break through when he recultivates. As long as he has accumulated enough spiritual power in his body, the meridians that should be opened up, and the homework that should be done, he can always Keep breaking through until you reach the top.

It's a pity that this is the earth that makes his depressed brain hurt - a half-desolate star that even immortal cultivators don't want to go to.

You know, to practice in the depths of the starry sky, you don't have to worry about the lack of spiritual energy in the world at the initial stage of cultivation, but here it is a matter that needs to be resolved urgently.

"We can only consider laying down a gas-gathering formation to gather the spiritual energy of the entire Baigui Mountain in the purple bamboo forest. By then, there should be enough energy for opening the veins and expanding the sea." Gently pressing the palm of the hand to a roadside On the boulder, Lin Yang's eyes narrowed, and he made a decision in his heart.

"puff!"

After the crystal jade-like palm fell on the boulder, the stone was like made of flour, directly sinking the palm of the hand.

Lin Yang withdrew his gaze from the distant mountain, looked at the palm that fell on the boulder, couldn't help but twitched his mouth, and shook his head.

Now that he has stepped into the peak of entraining qi, he has cultivated crystal muscles and bones, which is almost out of the category of ordinary people. It is estimated that even ordinary bullets cannot leave scars on his body.

Withdrawing his palm, Lin Yang turned around and walked towards the way he came.

When he returned to Zizhu Forest, as he expected, Zhao Lingling had already set up a simple table next to Sanli Hantan, on which were placed a lot of delicacies from the restaurant, and among them was a golden roasted whole lamb, which smelled Fascinating meaty aroma.

On the other side, Zhao Chenfeng and Wu Donglai were like two old housekeepers, after seeing Lin Yang, they always kept a gentle smile on their faces.

Lin Yang was also polite, walked to the table, pulled a roast leg of lamb, sat on a recliner, facing the slightly cold Sanli Hantan, and ate heartily in the spring sunshine.

When he was [-]% full, he suddenly stood up from the reclining chair, pulled another roast leg of lamb, walked to the edge of the cold pool, and threw the roast leg of lamb into the cold pool under the bewildered eyes of old man Zhao and the three of them. Tan said:

"Don't look at it, I'll give you a leg of lamb to eat."

As a result, the leg of lamb just released a piece of oil in the water, and there was no other movement.

Seeing this, Lin Yang's complexion darkened, and he snorted coldly, "You don't have to drink a toast."

After saying that, he turned around and sat down on the reclining chair again, not looking at the cold pool anymore.

This strange behavior confused the three of Zhao Chenfeng. They all looked at each other and asked each other, but they all shook their heads, but they were all old foxes after all. Lin Yang raised this question.

Finally seeing that Lin Yang was full of food and drink, Wu Donglai dared to take a step, and came to Lin Yang's side to salute with his fists cupped: "Mr. Lin, I have received some medicinal materials during the 20 days of your retreat, but I have little knowledge and only know the truth about medicinal materials." Fake, I can’t tell the year, can I ask Mr. Lin to identify it with his palm and eyes?”

Lin Yang gave him Yangyuan Dandan recipes with clear requirements for the age of the medicinal materials, but with the current situation of counterfeit products, even if Wu Donglai has 30 years of experience in researching traditional Chinese medicine, it is difficult to distinguish whether the age is qualified .

"Where are the medicinal materials?" Lin Yang asked lightly.

"A villa not far away in the mountains." Zhao Chenfeng quickly interjected and answered with a shy face.

"Lead the way." Lin Yang nodded, stood up from the recliner, thought for a while, and said, "Throw all the leftover food into this cold pool for me."

Zhao Chenfeng and the three of them couldn't help being stunned again.

(End of this chapter)