The blue sky.

Lin Haoheng treated this place as a training room.

Lin Man and ZERO used this as a testing ground.

Lin Chong thought that this place could be used to grow mushrooms and also serve as a base for cultivating the Void Legion.

In short, they occupied this place. Although it nominally belonged to the Tianshu Xianzong, in fact, the surname was Lin.

In the past few days, whenever someone tried to open the door to the blue sky, Lin Haoheng would send a sword energy of a sword immortal towards them. His mortal body had already reached the realm of gods, and the peerless sword immortal was good at crossing the level to kill enemies. Even if one had the power of the soul, it would take some effort to resist this sword, so no one could get in.

It’s just strange, why doesn’t the descendant of the Sword Immortal come out after occupying the Heavenly Prison?

Is this an addiction to prison?

No matter what the Tianshu Xianzong was thinking, when Lin Chong threw his Dharma body here, he had already seen a pile of black mushrooms. Lin Man was hitting those black mushrooms with a hammer, using the Ni Sheng Sutra to eliminate the life in them.

Lin Chong circled around Lin Man, and Lin Man rolled her eyes at him in annoyance: "Stop bothering me."

"Thank you for your hard work." Lin Chong felt that Lin Man, a goddess of Earth technology, must be unhappy about being dragged here to kill mushrooms, but she still came on time, which made Lin Chong very grateful.

At the same time, ZERO also used the Dongming Shengyang Thunder to send a lot of golden mushrooms into the blue sky.

As long as the transportation channel is opened, the supply will be continuous and sufficient to support Lin Haoheng's practice.

But what Lin Chong saw was Lin Haoheng lying on his back on the snow-white ground, staring at the sky with lifeless eyes, as if he had suffered some kind of blow.

"What realm are you in?" Lin Chong walked over and asked him.

"I just entered the Yang God realm." Lin Haoheng answered weakly.

"So fast?" Wei Yingwu over there had just entered the Yang Spirit stage. Lin Chong felt that he had to re-evaluate who was faster. After all, Wei Yingwu had been practicing for more than a year, while Lin Haoheng had only been practicing for less than a month.

"Yeah~" Lin Haoheng put his arms behind his head and picked up a golden mushroom and started to eat it.

In the azure blue sky, all spiritual energy of heaven and earth is cut off. The golden mushrooms here are like sweet spring water in the desert. It tastes so refreshing to drink that icy fat house happy water in the hot summer.

"Then continue your practice." Lin Chong urged Lin Haoheng, "Reach the peak of your soul as soon as possible so that I can experiment with the Chaos Creation Technique."

"I can't practice anymore." Lin Haoheng sighed. This was a rare emotion for him.

"Why can't I practice?" Lin Chong wondered, are you in a bad mood?

"I've copied all the poems." Lin Hao said.

"What poem... huh?" Lin Chong suddenly understood.

The divine power of the peerless sword immortal will reward those unprecedented poems and verses. If that is an attacking tactic, then with the support of the sword immortal's divine power, when it appears in the world for the first time, it will burst out with an unparalleled light spanning ancient and modern times. Lin Haoheng relied on the divine power of the sword immortal to kill Qing Yunzi's soul with his golden elixir that day.

If it is a method of cultivation, then a large amount of divine secrets will be instilled into it, directly improving the cultivator's cultivation level.

Logically speaking, there are quite a few brilliant poems after the Tang Dynasty. Although there may not be many that can be recognized by the Sword Immortal Tianji, there are enough for several Lin Haohengs to cultivate to the peak of their souls.

But the problem is, this is the blue sky, a place with no spiritual power. When the spiritual power bestowed upon Lin Haoheng by the sword immortal is of minimal quality,

It is easy to reach the Nascent Soul stage in the beginning, you just need to accumulate cultivation. But the next step is to imprint your consciousness into the void and condense the Dao Seal, which consumes more energy than practicing ten Nascent Soul stages.

Lin Haoheng copied all the immortal poems after the Tang Dynasty, and only then was he able to reach the Yang Shen realm.

"Damn it!" Lin Chong realized this and couldn't help but lament, "You are such a waste. You have wasted a thousand years of poetry. These poems are only rewarded when they are first published. You are wasting them here. Why don't you go out and copy them!"

"By the time I thought of this, I had already copied everything, haha~ Anyway, it's already like this, I won't go out. According to the original plan, I won't leave until I become an immortal!"

Lin Haoheng jumped up, full of pride, "It doesn't matter. I, Lin Haoheng, have gained all my skills through hard work. It doesn't matter if there is no help from heaven. Give me seven days, and I will reach the peak of my soul! In another month, I can reach the level of a scattered immortal!"

Lin Chong was too lazy to look at him, nor did he persuade him to go out and practice. He had already wasted so much time, was he still afraid that it would be a little slower?

This idiot.

Lin Chong looked at Guiguzi who was sitting aside. Guiguzi, the teacher of all immortals, should have a good vision. He could also judge the progress of an unconventional practitioner like the Peerless Sword Immortal.

Guiguzi stretched out five fingers with dry skin and flesh.

That means that one can achieve the status of an immortal in five years.

It’s okay.

Lin Chong thought that he should be faster than Wei Yingwu.

"Sir," Guiguzi approached Lin Chong, "could you please give me some of that immortal mushroom? Otherwise, my spiritual power will be cut off and my true spirit will be shattered. I'm afraid I won't be able to live much longer."

The true spirit is the infant of heaven and earth of the true immortal.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

From the Golden Elixir to the Nascent Soul, from the Nascent Soul to the Divine Soul, and from the Divine Soul to the Immortal Soul, in fact the Immortal Soul should be called a Fairy Child. Only until one cultivates to the level of a True Immortal, this infant of heaven and earth is considered to have grown up and become a True Spirit.

"After living for more than ten thousand years, how can I die now?" Lin Chong didn't believe it.

"If you see hope and then get disappointed, you will inevitably be upset. When the foreign demons invade, you may die." Guiguzi sighed, "I have no special skills, but I have a lot of secrets of the immortal world and skills for the immortals to read. If I die, there will be nothing but a pile of dry bones, which is not worth mentioning."

"That's true." Lin Chong handed a golden mushroom to Guiguzi's dry and bony hand.

He still had a lot of things to consult Guiguzi about, and the information Guiguzi had provided him before was also worth a golden mushroom.

Holding the immortal treasure in his hand, Guiguzi's eyes showed joy. After ten thousand years of despair, there was finally a glimmer of hope.

All his teeth had fallen out and his digestive organs had long since dried up. Guiguzi stuffed the mushroom into his mouth, intending to grind it with his bony gums.

But unexpectedly, sensing the desolation in Guiguzi's body, the golden mushroom suddenly turned into spiritual juice, rolling down his throat. It was not eaten, but permeated into Guiguzi's body, which was completely devoid of vitality.

Suddenly, with the nourishment of inspiration like sweet dew after a long drought, Guiguzi felt that the bones, meridians, blood, flesh and qi in his body were slowly recovering. Although there was still no change on the surface of his body, except that there was a layer of red on the pale skull, that vitality was what he had not felt for a long time and made Guiguzi burst into tears.

"Wow, wow, wow..." Guiguzi looked at his hands which were covered with blood and burst into tears.

However, that vitality was consumed in the blink of an eye. Guiguzi's body was too empty, like a mushroom, just like a drop of water falling into the desert.

"It's okay, don't be too moved." Lin Chong patted Guiguzi's shoulder, which was only left with bones. "Let's exchange equal value. This is a deposit. You tell me the information about its value, and I will give you an estimate. The more you work, the more you get. It's fair, right?"

Guiguzi nodded slowly, with a gleam of hope in his eyes that he had not seen in ten thousand years.

…

The top of Kunlun.

Fenbao Rock.

ZERO said to the system: "Do you think Lin Chong is a typical black-hearted boss, because he always talks about equal exchange, but always controls resources that are important to others but not so important to him."

Previously, in return for reminding the creation of the Void Legion, the system was granted a total of one hour of drone usage rights.

It cherished the hour very much, divided it into twelve parts, five minutes each, and was now enjoying the happiest five minutes of the day. It didn't hear what ZERO was saying, so it replied, "What?"

One more~