Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

This danger can indeed be regarded as the most serious in history.

Who knows, that fifth-grade spirit quenching liquid can actually be so perverted!

I'm so afraid it's poison!

He just took a small sip!

"Damn it, you almost killed me..."

Fang Lin raised his hand to block the sun in front of his eyes.

Although the danger is very high, the rewards after the danger are also extraordinary.

This sip of raw liquid made Fang Lin's cultivation improve a lot. ??

It seems that the middle stage of divine transformation is not far away.

It's just that the body has been slightly traumatized by this and needs to be recuperated.

Fang Lin thought for a moment, then stood up and flew out.

All the way to the bottom of the mountain, Fang Lin stopped in front of the Merit Pavilion.

Walking into it, the two old men from that day were still snoring inside.

Fang Lin coughed lightly, and the two old men raised their heads at the same time.

"Fang Lin!"

Fang Lin clasped his fists and said, "My practice was at a critical moment before and I couldn't come out to meet people. This is because Fang has neglected me!"

The bearded old man frowned slightly, "Did you...did you drink the fifth-grade spirit quenching liquid?"

Fang Lin gave a bitter smile, "I just took a small sip and almost died! This thing is really not something that ordinary people can bear. The medicine is so powerful that it almost broke my small body!"

"You little guy, you are only in the early stage of becoming a god, how can you withstand the impact of a fifth-grade elixir? You are really messing around!"

Fang Lin shook his head and sighed, then asked, "What kind of state do you need to be able to withstand the fifth-grade elixir?"

"At the very least, you must be in the late stage of divine transformation!"

Fang Lin took a breath.

Damn it... I'm lucky enough to be able to bear all this!

…

"I brought five bottles of fifth-grade spirit quenching liquid here, and I can exchange them for some things by the way!"

The old man nodded, "It's best to take some healing elixir to nourish your body."

Fang Lin nodded, "That's exactly what I meant!"

The old man nodded, "The seventh-grade Wenling Pill is more suitable for your current situation."

Fang Lin's eyes lit up, "Then I want Warming Pill!"

The old man got up and ran to the back to get the medicine.

Another old man smacked his lips and said, "What a boy, after taking a sip of the fifth-grade spirit quenching liquid, I was only slightly injured!"

Fang Lin was ashamed, "It's just a fluke. I won't dare to take this risk again!"

The old man shook his head and chuckled, "Interesting little guy! You have just come to Lingshan Sect not long ago! There is a treasure in the back mountain that few people know about. You can try it!"

"Huh?" Fang Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, then he clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, senior!"

The old man waved his hand and leaned on the table again.

Not long after, the old man behind came back and placed a bottle of elixir on the table.

"A bottle of Wen Ling Dan, five hundred merit points, and when you go to that place, you have to report it to the sect leader and say that we told you!"

Fang Lin nodded when he heard this and clasped his fists again.

After walking out of the door, Fang Lin glanced towards the top of the mountain.

Treasure land?

I don’t know what kind of place it is. Looking from the front, I really can’t feel anything surprising behind the mountain!

Fang Lin pondered for a moment, then stood up and walked to the other side.

Not long after, a new building appeared in front of us.

Spiritual Skills Pavilion!

Some disciples were coming in and out, and it looked like a bustling place.

Fang Lin walked straight in and was greeted by a small hall with a large door in front of him.

In front of the door, there is a set of tables and chairs, with a middle-aged man sitting on it, with a lazy posture.

Fang Lin glanced at the hall and found that there were stairs on both sides leading up.

Fang Lin Shensiyi

He moved, walked forward and said, "I want third- and fourth-grade spiritual skills. Do I need to go upstairs?"

The middle-aged man was immediately shocked, "Third-grade and fourth-grade! You need to go upstairs. The first floor is mostly for first-grade and second-grade spiritual skills. The third-grade spiritual skills are on the second floor, and the fourth-grade spiritual skills are on the third floor!"

"But, you..."

Fang Lin didn't wait for him to finish, he just said thank you and turned towards the stairs.

The middle-aged man was slightly startled and secretly shook his head.

Another very ambitious guy!

…

Fang Lin didn't stop on the second floor and went directly to the third floor. ??

In front of the third floor, there was an old man lying on the table.

Fang Lin ignored him and walked in directly.

As soon as you enter the door, several rows of bookshelves stand neatly in the center!

But there was no one in the huge hall...

Fang Lin came to the bookshelf and began to look at it carefully.

Fang Lin currently possesses a killing weapon like the Ancient Emperor's Flame Palm. However, according to Fang Lin's estimation, if faced with an existence at the level of the Great Perfection of God Transformation, the Ancient Emperor's Flame Palm would probably be extremely difficult.

The second stage of the Ancient Emperor's Flame Palm, the Ancient Heavenly Flame Palm, requires more advanced cultivation, and it may be difficult to use even in the middle stage of divine transformation.

Therefore, right now, a more convenient spiritual skill is needed.

Time passed by minute by second, and Fang Lin swept through nearly half of the bookshelves before suddenly stopping.

Seven Lotus Emperor Seal!

Fourth-grade medium starting point, fire attribute skill, priced at 20,000 merit points!

Fang Lin's eyes lit up slightly and he began to examine it carefully.

Use the vast spiritual power to gather the Godless Seal, condense the colorful fire lotus, burn the mountains and boil the sea!

Fang Lin pondered for a moment, picked up the scroll, stood up and walked towards the door.

The fourth grade is medium, almost just enough to be used in the middle stage of divine transformation!

This Seven Lotus Emperor Seal is quite suitable.

In front of the door, the old man said, "

Get out the identity token! "

Fang Lin placed both the token and the scroll on the table, and the old man glanced at them.

"Twenty thousand merit points or spiritual stones are needed..."

"Just use merit points."

The old man picked up the ID card and glanced at it.

"Fang Lin..."

The old man raised his eyes and looked at Fang Lin, then nodded and smiled after a moment.

"Not bad! Let's go!"

Fang Lin felt a chill in his heart.

Damn... I recognized myself again!

With a name like Fang Lin, is everyone in the Lingshan Sect already aware of it?

…

When Fang Lin came out of Lingji Pavilion, it was getting late.

Fang Lin flew all the way back to the mansion.

This time I went out and exchanged for healing elixirs, plus a fourth-grade medium spiritual skill, and a third-grade elementary spiritual skill.

Why are there third-grade elementary spiritual skills?

Of course it was prepared for Song Qingge!

The disciple trial is getting closer and closer, and Fang Lin has already thought about it. This girl must win a championship and come back.

From the perspective of this new generation of disciples, there should be no doubt about the championship.

Even Xiao Jian is no match.

When the time comes, these third-level spiritual skills will be the reward for Song Qingge!

Fang Lin glanced at Song Qingge's door, and saw another wave of spiritual energy coming from inside.

Fang Lin sighed slightly, it was really troublesome...

…

The efficacy of the seventh-grade healing elixir is indeed worthy of its name.

In addition to Fang Lin's own injuries from the impact being repaired, Fang Lin's cultivation base was also consolidated!

The old man’s recommendation was really good!

In the night, Fang Lin looked at the fifth-grade spirit quenching liquid in front of him, and then at the seven remaining spirit-warming pills. Suddenly he gritted his teeth and opened the cork of the spirit quenching liquid, and took another sip.