People in the West teach people to write diaries, and they are so confused

Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace.

Taiqing Laozi sat in the main seat, his eyes slightly closed.

Xuandu stood respectfully behind him, secretly looking at the two saints in the west.

Why did these two come to the east for no reason?

"Brother Taiqing."

"It has been hundreds of thousands of years since we parted at Zixiao Palace."

"Today, Brother Taiqing is still as elegant as ever and in good health."

Zhunti said with a smile.

"Speak human language and get to the point."

Taiqing Laozi replied calmly.

"Brother Taiqing is straightforward."

"We two came here this time to ask for some elixirs."

"It doesn't need to be of too high a grade."

"A hundred or so second- and third-turn golden pills will be enough."

Jieyin replied unceremoniously.

"No."

Taiqing Laozi refused without even a frown.

This answer seemed to be expected by the two saints.

"Brother Taiqing, although we don't interact much on weekdays."

"But what if there is a need for our help one day?"

"Just ask when the time comes."

"How?"

Jie Yin continued.

Just ask, we will consider whether to agree or not.

After thinking for a moment, Taiqing Laozi waved his sleeves.

There are about eighty golden pills in the second and third levels.

"These golden pills are not easy to refine."

"You can take them first."

After Taiqing Laozi finished speaking, he closed his eyes, obviously trying to drive people away.

"Thank you, Brother Taiqing."

Jie Yin and Zhunti directly built the Golden Bridge of Law and left here.

When they appeared again, they had returned to Mount Xumi.

"Disciples of the Western Sect, listen to my orders."

"Preach in the hall one year later."

The voice of the two saints spread throughout Mount Xumi.

The disciples were also delighted.

It is true that the West is poor, but the two saints have devoted all their efforts to cultivating their disciples.

For example, a large sect like the Chan Sect only preaches once every thousand years.

In the West, at most, they preach once every hundred years.

This shows how much the two saints care about the cultivation of their disciples.

One year later.

Lin Kun also woke up from his cultivation.

Originally, he had the cultivation of the peak of the Celestial Immortal, but now he was only at the initial stage of the Celestial Immortal.

The blood and energy of his body were even somewhat deficient.

"It is worthy of being the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Origin Art."

"It is indeed domineering enough."

Although his cultivation regressed, Lin Kun was not sad or disappointed.

Instead, he was very excited.

Because it was the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Origin Art that helped him to polish his foundation again.

Although he only had the cultivation of the initial stage of the Celestial Immortal, his mana was as strong as that of the late Celestial Immortal.

Only the blood and energy of his body was really uncomfortable.

It was like having sex ten times a night, and half of it was emptied.

There were too few resources.

It was too late to make up for it.

Let's see if I can get some resources from the two masters for this sermon.

After packing himself up, Lin Kun rushed to the main hall.

When Lin Kun arrived, all the disciples had already arrived.

At first glance, there were only dozens of cushions in the huge hall.

The disciples were sparse and the talents were dwindling.

"Junior brother Lin Kun, why are you here just now?"

"Junior brother, what's wrong with your cultivation?"

As soon as Lin Kun arrived, he also attracted the attention of other brothers.

"Junior brother, did someone bully you?"

"Tell me, I will definitely get you back."

The Western Sect's eldest brother, the pharmacist, said angrily.

"Yes, yes, we must not let the little brother be bullied!"

The other brothers also echoed loudly.

"Thank you, brothers."

"I just polished my foundation when I was practicing."

Lin Kun said with some emotion.

Except for the barrenness, other places in the West are really good.

At least the disciples are very united.

After all, there are few people, so they can't fight even if they want to.

"Re-polish your foundation?"

"Junior brother has great perseverance."

The pharmacist praised him when he heard this.

Before Lin Kun could speak, the sage's Dao rhyme filled the entire hall.

"Hello, Master."

Lin Kun and other disciples hurriedly saluted.

"Yes."

"It seems that your cultivation has not fallen behind."

"But we can't slack off. Compared with the East, we still need to work hard."

Jie Yin appeared and encouraged him first.

Then he looked at Lin Kun.

They heard what he said just now.

Although this kid is black-bellied, he does have perseverance.

He was thinking about polishing his foundation in the realm of celestial immortals.

"Lin Kun."

Jie Yin Taoist shouted.

"Disciple is here."

Lin Kun, who just wanted to be a little transparent, was shocked and responded quickly.

"My western part is poor."

"It is not as good as the teaching of human beings and the teaching of enlightenment."

Jie Yin emphasized the word "teaching of human beings".

"But it cannot stop the disciples from making progress."

"Here are twenty second-level golden pills and twenty third-level golden pills."

"Enough for you to break throughrealm."

"You can eat the extra ones as snacks!"

"Eat as much as you want!"

Zhunti suddenly took over the conversation.

With a flick of his finger.

Forty pills appeared in front of Lin Kun.

"I am very grateful to you, Master, for your kindness."

Lin Kun was shocked.

Why do I feel that these two saints have some hidden intentions?

Could it be that they have seen through my intention to join the Human Religion?

It is impossible.

I haven't taken action yet.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother, the realm of True Immortal is within your reach."

Pharmacist and others congratulated.

There was no envy at all.

Because their realms all exceeded the realm of True Immortal.

So it was useless for them to take these pills.

"Okay."

"Next, start preaching."

"Today's Huangting Sutra. ”

“The maid in Huangting wears brocade clothes, and her purple skirt is covered with clouds;”

“The green stripes of the red and blue Lingcui, and the seven-flowered jade flute closes the two doors;”

“......”

The saint preaches in a simple and profound way.

Skip the appearance and go straight to the source.

There is also purple air in the air, which enhances the disciples' understanding.

The disciples soon immersed themselves in the rhyme of Tao and could not extricate themselves.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed.

Lin Kun was the first to wake up.

He was only in the realm of celestial immortals.

If it weren't for the innate and feet, I'm afraid he had already been interrupted from the state of enlightenment.

Even so.

He was the first to wake up.

There was no way, low cultivation was a fatal flaw.

He glanced at the master who was still preaching and the senior brother who was enlightened.

Lin Kun simply took out the second-level elixir and began to refine it.

The second-level golden elixir just corresponds to the realm of heavenly immortals.

Lin Kun now urgently needs to restore his physical body and blood.

The Nine-level Xuanyuan Gong continuously circulates around the body, turning into pure medicinal power to feed back the physical body and blood.

In just a few days, a golden elixir was It has been completely refined by Lin Kun. It seems that Lin Kun is a congenital creature, and he has his own inheritance. The pharmacist and others are gradually awakening. "

"Although my Western Region is poor, I will do my best to train you."

"Don't have any thoughts of betraying the religion."

Jie Yin said with a hint of meaning.

"I will obey the Master's orders."

All the disciples bowed.

Only Lin Kun felt a shock in his heart.

Why do I feel that these words are meaningful?

Forget it, I'll just stay calm and write a diary when I have nothing to do.