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Chapter five hundred and ninety-eight seeing my building collapsed

Obviously, these are completely two systems of practice...

Do you want to practice according to this? In the deduction, although you cannot absorb the spiritual energy of this world, you can use the ores and medicines stored in the spiritual world to practice.

There are dangers, such as conflicts between two techniques, but isn't it said that dangers often coexist with opportunities?

Cheng Lin only hesitated for a few minutes before he made a decision and was ready to give it a try.

"According to what is recorded above, my spiritual energy is now liquefied and my Qi refining period is complete. Next, I can try to enter the foundation building. According to the Dao Sect's method, this should not be difficult."

Talking to himself, Cheng Lin memorized the method, then closed the book and sat cross-legged in meditation in this quiet courtyard. In the distance, there were mountains and mountains, clouds and mist drifted, the sky darkened, and at night, the bright moon hung high. From here, you can

A glimpse of the starry sky, extremely brilliant.

Cheng Lin closed his eyes, his breathing gradually became steady, and his whole body remained motionless. During this period, the book boy He Miao came back from cooking. Seeing this scene, he stepped lightly and left carefully.

Didn't dare to disturb.

The night is getting darker and the breeze is blowing.

Two hours passed quietly.

The branches and leaves in the courtyard were swaying, and Cheng Lin silently opened his eyes, his eyes full of confusion:

"Why no response?"





There is no doubt that Cheng Lin's "foundation building" failed and there were no problems with the steps. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not succeed in building the foundation. This had nothing to do with whether he was in the deduction or not. He was sure of this.

Then the situation is very clear, and it is most likely due to a conflict between exercises.

The Tris system and the Dao Sect system were incompatible with each other, which resulted in him being unable to practice this technique.

Cheng Lin sighed with some regret, and completely gave up on this idea.

Just when he was about to get up and move around, suddenly, the starlight in the sky became hazy.

Everything is blurred.

A voiceover came to mind:

[You tried to practice, but found that you can't use Dao Sect's techniques, which means that you can still only practice Trisi's techniques, and it also means that you will never be able to build a foundation, let alone form a pill]

[For a long time in the beginning, this did not bring you any trouble. As the first sect, the Dao Sect pays attention to accumulation and accumulation, and especially requires its disciples to lay a solid foundation and never pursues the speed of practice. In the following days, you will do it every day

Go to the sword hall on time for class, and use the rest of the time to learn the Dao Sect's spells. This is only limited to the realm of cultivation. All you can learn are the basic spells during the Qi training period. The bad news is that these abilities are often very powerful. The good news is that they are

There are so many in number and variety. Apart from these, all you can do is continue to practice according to Tris’s practice methods]

[The monks who attend the class together are also limited to the Qi refining stage. At this stage, you have dominant strength and have been unanimously recognized by others. Because of the entrance examination, everyone from the top of the sect to the head of the sect and down to ordinary disciples

They all looked up to you, and your performance did not disappoint them. In the next few tests, you overwhelmingly ranked first, which made your title of "younger generation senior brother" more and more stable.



[Your light is so dazzling that all the practitioners of your generation are dimmed, including Ji Xuan, the girl in purple, the young man in gorgeous clothes, etc. They can only succumb to your name. In the same year, the leader personally transferred you to

After being accepted as a disciple, everyone seems to think that you are a rare genius in the world, and you will take over the position of leader in the future and become one of the few people at the top of this continent, or even one of them]



[One year has passed, and the disciples of your generation have begun to break through and advance to foundation building. At first, no one doubted that you were unable to build foundation. They just thought that you were accumulating. But another half a year passed. When everyone succeeded in foundation building, you finally

It seems dazzling, and gradually, some rumors begin to appear, but no one dares to mention it in front of you]

[The Dao Dao Sect has always given its disciples the greatest freedom in practice, and rarely comes out to investigate or intervene. However, this time they finally made an exception. The leader found you for questioning, and after some inspections, he was still unable to find you.

Reasons for foundation building]

[The news that the "Contemporary Senior Brother" was unable to build a foundation spread like wildfire and quickly spread throughout the sect. At first, some people did not believe it, but as you were unable to successfully build a foundation, the news became more conclusive, so soon,

Naturally, some people began to laugh without concealment, but you remained silent in response]

[Your silence has fueled the offensive of public opinion. Gradually, some voices have emerged, thinking that you have been unable to build the foundation, but you have always enjoyed the best resources of the sect. This really shouldn't be done. If you hear it, come out proactively.

Asking the sect to reduce its supply, the sect agreed, and this also sent a signal. Everyone realized that you had been abandoned by the sect's senior officials, so the hidden malice finally came out, and you became

The laughing stock of the entire sect and even the entire continent. In just one and a half years, you were thrown into the sky and fell to the ground again. In response, you just smiled and continued to practice in silence according to the daily rhythm. You did not tell anyone

The human thing is... Although you have been unable to build the foundation, the spiritual energy in your body is always growing. Unfortunately, you cannot measure it accurately, so you don’t know exactly which level you have reached.]

[In the blink of an eye, it has been two years since you entered the sect. The best disciples among your generation have begun to try to advance to the golden elixir. But you are still in the Qi refining stage. Finally, the sect has completely lost hope in you. You can consider

After all, you are the direct disciple of the sect leader. With your noble status, you cannot be demoted to the outer sect. After consultation, the sect decided to order you to leave your residence and move to the desolate peak behind the sect to practice.】





The narration in his mind faded away, and the hazy starlight became clear again. Cheng Lin was still sitting in the small courtyard meditating. Everything seemed to have not changed. However, two people walking together appeared at the door outside the courtyard.

The middle-aged monk Zeng Ji still wore the same Taoist robes and walked into the courtyard with a complicated expression. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Cheng Lin:

"Deacon Zeng, are you here to tell me to move out of here?"

Zeng Ji was stunned for a moment, the expression on his face changed slightly, and he said: "It seems that you have heard something. This courtyard sect needs to be used for other purposes... The back mountain is actually not bad, at least... it is cleaner."

Be cleaner... Cheng Lin chewed on these three words, then smiled bitterly and said: "I understand, I'll leave now."

"There's no rush. Let's leave tomorrow morning. I'll send a boy to show you the way tomorrow."

"Thank you, Butler."

Cheng Lin stood up and saluted, then saw Zeng Ji sigh again, then turned and left.

Only the other person was left standing in the courtyard.

"Ji Xuan? What do you want from me?" Cheng Lin asked looking at Ji Xuan who was wearing Taoist robes.

The field in his eyes slowly emerged. In his perception, Ji Xuan was roughly equivalent to the fourth level of human cultivation. In this world, he was probably the first person to achieve the golden elixir.

"Senior Brother, I just thought that I should come and give you a ride." Ji Xuan said.

Cheng Lin looked at him carefully and made sure that he could not see any bad emotions. Considering his current status, it seemed that Ji Xuan was different from others.

"It's not like I left completely. I just went to the back mountain. It was like saying goodbye forever." Cheng Lin said with a smile.

Ji Xuan didn't speak, just pursed his lips.

Moving to the back mountains almost means being completely "hidden in the snow" without any resource rationing, and guarding a barren mountain, isn't it the same as "farewelling forever"?

"Okay, if there's nothing wrong, I'm going to sleep." Cheng Lin said "seeing off the guests".

Ji Xuan lowered his gaze, nodded, and retreated. But when he walked to the door, he suddenly said seriously: "I always feel that you will come back."

After speaking, he quickly left without waiting for Cheng Lin to answer.

Cheng Lin withdrew his gaze and looked at the door behind him with awareness. He Miao was standing holding the door frame with his eyes a little red and swollen.

"Master..."

She said hoarsely.

Cheng Lin smiled slightly and said, "After sending me there tomorrow, you can go down the mountain."

"Going down the mountain?"

"Yes, you go home. I haven't gone back for two years. Send a letter home for me, saying that everything is safe with me."

"……good."

After sending He Miao back to sleep for the last night, Cheng Lin stood in the courtyard, looking up at the stars in the sky with his hands behind his hands, and said in an inaudible, almost gibbering voice: "What a loser..."





The plot of the deduction was sliding into the abyss of cliché and waste. Cheng Lin shrugged and could only cooperate.

I have skipped a few sentences about two years, and there are naturally some bugs in it, but considering the plot, it is not important.

Early the next morning, the boy sent by Zeng Ji led Cheng Lin to the back mountain.

Daodao Sect has nine peaks, but it is not just nine peaks.

"Back Mountain" is not a good place, but a desolate hilltop. Cheng Lin's residence is on one of the remote, low desolate hills.

There was a semi-abandoned courtyard there, which Cheng Lin and He Miao tidied up together. The former actually wrote a letter and asked He Miao to send it back to his hometown.

The letter naturally said that everything was well, probably everything went well. The words that the wanderer far away from home could only say to the family were these two sentences. The most important thing was that Cheng Lin asked the family not to let He Miao come over again. The original words were

If you want to meditate and practice hard, it will be difficult to truly practice hard if you have someone to serve you. In fact, you don't want He Miao to suffer in the barren mountains with you.



The barren mountain is really desolate. There are few people inhabited all year round. From here, you can only see the Nine Peaks from a distance, and you can't see the details clearly. Only when the weather is good and the clouds and fog are thin, you can occasionally see people practicing sword flying.

Monks.

Yes, sword flying.

This is a spell that can only be mastered at the golden elixir stage. Cheng Lin is not a golden elixir, so he cannot cast it, which makes him extremely uncomfortable.

Also very greedy.

"You are greedy for other people's spells, but you can't learn them. Why do you care? Are you a mean person?"

Cheng Lin stood in the small courtyard, talking to himself.

Then he saw the seasonal changes before his eyes, sometimes hazy mist and rain, sometimes summer thunder, sometimes rustling yellow leaves, sometimes the mountains turned silver.

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



ps: The prepared chapter name is not used, try to use it in the next chapter.


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