Chapter 16 Chapter 16 Something to liven things up.
Refining Qi, building foundation, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, transforming the spirit, refining emptiness, overcoming tribulation, and then ascending.
These are the different realms of cultivation.
Ordinary people start to draw Qi into their bodies from their teenage years, and enter the Qi Refining Stage when they reach adulthood. A diligent cultivator with better aptitude can probably build a foundation after mid-life. As for the Golden Core stage and beyond, diligence is useless, and talent is everything.
The higher the realm, the more important talent becomes.
In the eyes of Master Hehuan, Jiang Yan was only twenty-one years old, and he was able to build a foundation at such a young age, which already showed that he had an excellent talent in the path of cultivation.
With such talent, even though Jiang Yan knew nothing about dual cultivation, Master Hehuan was willing to accept him as his disciple.
not to mention……
How could Jiang Yan know nothing about it?
He obviously looks very good at it!
Master Hehuan was very satisfied with his new disciple.
He turned sideways and introduced, "This is your senior sister and second brother."
Jiang Yan greeted his senior sisters and brothers.
Both seniors were very nice people. They were very friendly towards Jiang Yan and did not treat him as an outsider at all. The atmosphere was very harmonious.
There were newcomers waiting anxiously on the side, but Master Hehuan did not let them wait, nor did he accept any more disciples. He was too lazy to take in disciples, and accepting Jiang Yan was an exception.
Yan Yushan and Fan Yang have screened a group of people in advance, and those who can enter the interview are those who meet the basic requirements.
True Man Hehuan checked their qualifications one by one on the spot, and in the end only a few were rejected, while most of them were able to join the Hehuan Sect as they wished.
"Yushan, take them to settle down." Zhenren Hehuan ordered.
Yan Yushan: "Yes, Master."
"Follow me." Yan Yushan waved to the others, winked at Jiang Yan, and said with a smile: "See you later, little brother. I'll give you the gift later."
Jiang Yan: "Thank you, Senior Sister."
"You're welcome, Junior Brother."
Yan Yushan led his men away.
Jiang Yan withdrew his gaze and waited quietly for Master Hehuan's arrangements for him.
Master Hehuan obviously wanted to take him to his residence in person and give him some pre-class tutoring, but he could not stand.
When the backs of the others completely disappeared, Master Hehuan grabbed Fan Yang's arm with a somewhat ugly look on his face.
Fan Yang was prepared and quickly supported him.
Jiang Yan was startled: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
He Huan Zhenren waved his hands and said, "Nothing, just excessive training."
Jiang Yan:!
He was in awe.
The rumors were true, the Hehuan Sect's practitioners were indeed diligent. His master was also a diligent learner and practitioner!
Master looked weak and looked like he couldn't even stand steadily.
Jiang Yan very sensibly brought over a master's chair, "Master, please sit down."
I dare not sit there.
The armchair was hard and cold. If he hadn't needed to consider his image and had a cushion to cushion the impact, he would never have dared to touch it.
He Huan Zhenren's face was full of resistance, "Disciple, please don't use this chair. You can't sit on it."
After all, he is a cultivator. He will feel much more comfortable after the spiritual energy circulates in his body. At least he will not be unable to walk.
Master Hehuan might have felt a little embarrassed in front of his new disciple, so he held his breath and focused his mind, allowing his true energy to flow through the meridians of his limbs and torso. Soon his complexion returned to normal - at least on the surface, he seemed to be fine.
"Yan'er, do you have a place to live in Jizhou City?" Zhenren Hehuan was worried about Jiang Yan's previous words that he was on the road, so he took the initiative to worry about his food, clothing, housing and transportation.
Jiang Yan said: "I'm staying at the inn."
"How can an inn work?"
He Huan Zhenren said disapprovingly: "The news that you have accepted me as your master today will probably spread all over Jizhou City within two days. By then, everyone will ask about it, and the inn where you are staying will be surrounded by curious passers-by."
Fan Yang thought for a moment and said, "I have an empty house next to me. Why not let Junior Brother stay in my yard temporarily? It will be more convenient if anything happens. It won't be too late to arrange a new yard for Junior Brother after we return to the sect."
Jiang Yan: "I have a sword boy, I wonder if he can..."
Fan Yang said indifferently: "Just let him come along. I have a big yard and many empty houses."
Jiang Yan bowed: "Thank you, Senior Brother."
"Brother, don't be like this." Fan Yang smiled and said gently, "As disciples of our master, we are all one family. Being too polite will only alienate us."
This sect seems to be full of very nice people.
There was a hint of warmth in Jiang Yan's eyes, and he responded softly.
"We are a family, this is how it should be. Don't quarrel or become estranged from each other in the future."
He Huan Zhenren said: "Yang'er, you take good care of my junior brother. I will go back and lie down first."
Fan Yang: "Yes, I respectfully send you off, Master."
Jiang Yan: "Master, please take your time."
He Huan Zhenren walked away in a very ungraceful manner, holding his waist, cursing as he walked: "That bastard, I told you I had something important to do the next day, but you refused to stop. Let's break up, break up now!!"
The scolding faded away.
Jiang Yan: “…”
Fan Yang: “…”
Fan Yang laughed dryly and said, "It seems that the second in command of Lingyu Sect has become the predecessor again."
As if he noticed that the new junior brother's face was slightly stiff and a little nervous, Fan Yang thought about it for a while and understood.
Fan Yang smiled and comforted: "Junior brother, don't panic. This is a common thing in dual cultivation, especially for us who are the ones who bear the brunt of it."
He was worried that Jiang Yan would be scared, so he secretly took out a bottle of pills from his Qiankun bag and stuffed it into Jiang Yan's hand.
Jiang Yan: “…What is this?”
Fan Yang said in a low voice: "The Hehuan Pill is... something to help with pleasure."
Jiang Yan was bewildered, and he mimicked like a parrot: "To help with the fun?"
Fan Yang nodded, and said in a lower voice, euphemistically:
"It can help you get into the state of cultivation as quickly as possible. I bought this from my uncle. His medicine is expensive and hard to buy outside, and only disciples of the Hehuan Sect can buy it."
"You absolutely cannot resell! If your uncle finds out, you will have to pay him ten times the amount you sold it for."
Help you get into the state when practicing?
Is it something like the Heart Cleansing Pill or the Concentration Potion?
Jiang Yan opened the bottle and smelled a strange fragrance, which made him feel excited. Before he could take a closer look, Fan Yang hurriedly snatched the bottle away and stuffed the cap back into his mouth.
"Junior brother! No!" Fan Yang said anxiously, "What I gave you is the most expensive and most powerful medicine. This medicine will work even if you smell it. Don't use it casually!"
Jiang Yan was solemn.
What a powerful pill!
Only the top-grade Qingxin Pill that gave birth to Danyun can have a refreshing effect similar to that of strong mint when sniffed. I didn't expect that the Hehuan Pill given by my senior brother would work too!
In this respect, there is no comparison with magic potions that only work when drunk.
"Remember, you must not use the pills recklessly, understand? First, you are not allowed to use them to harm others, second, you are not allowed to use them in excess, and third, you are not allowed to become dependent on them."
Fan Yang reminded him carefully and worriedly: "The Hehuan Pill is just an auxiliary to help you relax. The most important thing is to remember the inner strength method."
"Yes, brother, I remember it."
Jiang Yan responded respectfully.
Jiang Yan never relied on external things for cultivation, but he would not refuse his senior brother's kindness. Moreover, he was really interested in the Hehuan Pill and wanted to grind it into powder and study its composition and structure in detail...
Jiang Yan put the Hehuan Pill into the Sumeru Ring and classified it into the [pending research] column.
There were many poisons, drugs, and unknown medicines bought from the black market. In order to avoid taking them by mistake, he also marked the bottle of Hehuan Dan.
Qibao had been waiting outside for a long time. Monks came out one after another, but his son alone never left the hall.
It's very frustrating.
If Yan Yushan had not told him when she passed by that Jiang Yan had passed the sect admission test and was the only one who had successfully become Hehuan Zhenren's disciple.
Qibao probably couldn't help but knock on the door.
After waiting for a while, the door of the hall finally opened.
Two young men walked out of the room. One of them was tall and thin, with a handsome face. Wasn't he his son?
Qibao ran over in surprise: "Immortal Lord!"
Jiang Yan stepped forward, rubbed Qibao's head, and said, "Thank you for waiting. I have passed the test and succeeded in becoming his disciple. I will go to Hehuan Sect soon."
Qibao immediately said, "Congratulations, Immortal Lord, for getting what you wished for!" Then he asked in a low voice, "Should you tell the young master?"
Such happy events should naturally be shared with good friends.
Jiang Yan nodded: "I will use the sound transmission note to send a message to him later."
"Junior brother, have you almost finished discussing the matter?" Fan Yang called out to them from a distance, "Follow me."
Jiang Yan brought Qibao and followed Fan Yang closely.
They circled around, passed through a courtyard, and turned around two corridors.
On the way, I also met a tall man, who looked to be in his thirties or forties, with a sturdy build and strong facial features. He looked very serious and rarely smiled, with an imposing look between his eyebrows.
Fan Yang took the initiative to clasp his fists and salute: "Second in command."
The man nodded slightly and his eyes fell on the person behind Fan Yang.
“Who is…?”
Fan Yang quickly introduced: "This is the new disciple of Master, named Jiang Yan. The other one is his accompanying sword boy."
Jiang Yan held the sword and bowed neatly: "Second Master."
Qibao followed suit and bowed: "Second in command."
The second in command looked him up and down and nodded, "Okay."
Then he took out a Qiankun bag and threw it into Jiang Yan's arms.
The second in command said calmly, "I am a layman, I have nothing but money, this little bit of stuff can be regarded as a gift to his disciple."
Everyone: “…”
Jiang Yan: “…”
Is the Lingyu Sect really so wealthy?
Why can someone say something like “I’m so poor and only have money left” so naturally?
The second in command threw the things away, nodded to everyone, and turned around and left.
Fan Yang immediately asked: "Brother, take a quick look at what the Second Master gave you! If nothing unexpected happens, you might become rich overnight!"
Jiang Yan opened the Qiankun bag, peered into the bag with his spiritual vision, and took a careful look.
"A mountain of high-quality spirit stones." Jiang Yan said.
Shippo: "Wow!"
After a brief pause, he came to his senses and felt a little relieved and proud.
Just one, huh, the young master is more generous than the second in command!
“Tsk tsk tsk…it’s true.”
Fan Yang sighed, "The Second Master loves the master and his family, and in order to maintain a good relationship with the master's disciples, he asked someone to open the door for him when he came over, so that he wouldn't have to climb over the wall in the middle of the night. He has always been generous."
No matter how rich a person is, he won't spend money recklessly, and spiritual stones don't fall from the sky.
but……
Fan Yang asked in confusion: "Junior brother, why don't you feel happy at all?"
Isn’t it worth being happy about getting rich?
So calm.
Jiang Yan was silent for a while, "Actually..."
"Um?"
"Actually, I have a lot of bags of spirit stones piled up like mountains." Jiang Yan said honestly.
Fan Yang had mixed feelings: "..."
I thought you were a poor boy, but unexpectedly you were a rich second generation!
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