He was a model in the world of self-cultivation in his last life.

"how do I say this?"

Jiuli's face changed slightly.

Mu Chuanliu sympathized and said: "You were originally an [-]% pure water and wood dual spiritual root, and your talent is not bad. Although you are not suitable for alchemy, but you can enter other sects and be an inner disciple. It is a pity that your spiritual root has been polluted. Can't practice either."

Mu Chuanliu shook his head regretfully.

"We monks absorb spiritual energy for cultivation. The spiritual root is the basis for us to absorb and absorb spiritual energy. Although your spiritual root is still there, it can draw energy into your body, but after the spiritual energy enters your body, it will be polluted..."

He looked Jiuli up and down, "You must be poisoned, right? Let me put it this way, if you draw qi into your body now, the aura will catalyze the toxin instead, making you die faster."

Gu Changling said in a deep voice: "As long as he is detoxified, he can practice cultivation, right?"

Jiuli pursed his lips, and looked at Mu Chuanliu.

Mu Chuanliu clicked his tongue, "You said it lightly."

"Poison that can contaminate spiritual roots, is that an ordinary poison? It must be an earth-level panacea that cannot be cured! In the entire continent, only our Supreme Elder is an earth-level alchemist. You two mortals, why should you invite him to take action?" ? Occasionally, there will be prefecture-level detoxification pills at the auction, but you can’t buy them because you have no cultivation base and no spirit stones.”

Seeing that the two fell silent, Mu Chuanliu comforted without sincerity: "Of course, there are no absolutes in this world. You are so lucky. You may be able to pick up elixir while walking on the road one day. Think about it."

Jiuli twitched the corners of his mouth, and said with a dry smile, "I owe you a good word."

Mu Chuanliu coughed, and knew how unreliable his words were.

With a wave of his hand, he changed the topic and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Do you have any questions? If you want to ask, ask quickly. I have to go out when the wind dies down."

Jiuli raised his spirits, and said: "I just heard your Excellency say Jindan Zhenren, Yuanying Zhenjun, what do you think?"

"You have to listen to this, lest you go out and offend your seniors, and if you meet someone with a bad temper, if you disagree, you will be shot to death."

I don't know if it was out of sympathy, but Mu Chuanliu had a little patience and told them eloquently.

The way of cultivation, step by step.

At the beginning, Qi is introduced into the body, and when a ray of spiritual energy is condensed in the dantian, it is considered that one foot has stepped into the fairyland and become a Qi training monk.

Practicing qi means accumulating spiritual qi, and the foundation can only be established when the qi training is complete.

Mu Chuanliu said: "Practicing qi is nothing. Only by building foundations, opening up heaven, and condensing spiritual consciousness, can one truly escape from the mortal womb and become a formal monk."

As he spoke, he paused, and glanced at Jiuli and Gu Changling.

Jiuli understood and said: "I don't know Brother Mu, what kind of cultivation is it now?"

The corner of Mu Chuanliu's mouth twitched, he flicked his sleeves and said, "It's just barely built the foundation."

Jiuli quickly exclaimed: "Brother Mu is already a foundation cultivator at a young age? It's really amazing, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Gu Changling saw that he was putting on a face, and his hands were a little itchy.

However, Mu Chuanliu liked this very much, so he held back his complacency and said, "If you don't have such aptitude, why should you enter the inner sect of the Immortal Medicine Sect? I'm not the strongest, but the most powerful is my elder sister. She is also a single Linggen, five-year-old entrains Qi, 13-year-old foundation, and has only been practicing for forty years, and he is already a Jindan real person!"

As he said that, he unconsciously showed reverence on his face, obviously admiring this elder sister very much.

"awesome!"

Jiuli hurriedly joined in.

Mu Chuan showed a satisfied smile and said, "Let's continue."

"When practicing qi, the aura is condensed, and when the foundation is established, the aura is transformed into liquid, and the spiritual liquid is condensed into a pill, and you will enter the realm to become a golden core monk. After that, you will be the Yuanying Zhenjun, the venerable god of transformation. Going up, there are even more powerful Yes. But in our Haotian Continent, our Yaoxian Sect and Haojian Sect each have a Huashen Venerable, and you will not be able to meet stronger ones, so I won’t talk about it.”

Jiuli nodded, and asked: "Brother Mu said that only great powers can travel through time and space, but did you mean the Venerable Huashen?"

Mu Chuanliu glanced at him, seeing that he hadn't given up his desire to go home, he clicked his tongue and said, "Almost. I heard that Yuanying Zhenjun can break the barrier of this world and enter a bigger world. If you have luck, maybe you can go there to find the way back."

This matter is considered a secret among mortals and low-level monks, but these two people came from another world, so Mu Chuanliu didn't have to be scruples and spoke out.

After finishing speaking, he simply ignored Jiuli, and only said to Gu Changling: "My generation of monks seeks the way to live long. Ordinary people's life is over at the age of one hundred, but once the foundation is established, they can enjoy two hundred years of life. One hundred, Yuanying lives for thousands of years. If you can ascend to Taoism, you can enjoy ten thousand years of life."

Gu Changling's expression changed, and he couldn't help straightening his back, listening attentively.

Mu Chuanliu still attaches great importance to Gu Changling's qualifications. Although he is self-willed and proud, he is not stupid, and he is willing to sell Gu Changling.

At this time, seeing that his heart for the Tao was aroused, Mu Chuanliu said with satisfaction: "Of course, cultivation is not easy. Even if you are a single thunder spirit root, it is useless if you don't have enough opportunities."

"We monks spread a saying called the Four Essentials of Comprehension, Law, Wealth and Land.

Qualification is not enough, first of all you have to have skills.Good exercises can make you enter the realm faster, and if the exercises are a bit worse, you are doomed to be inferior.

With exercises, you must have enough resources.Spirit stones, elixirs, magic tools, and so on. "

While speaking, he took out what he said one by one.

"Look, this is the spirit stone, which contains spiritual power."

Mu Chuanliu pointed to Lingshi Road.

Jiuli and Gu Changling looked at Lingshi in unison.

Its color is milky white, and the shimmer is flowing, which is really beautiful.At the same time, there is a special power in the stone, and even just being close to it makes me feel very comfortable.

Mu Chuanliu said: "The heaven and the earth are full of aura, and my monks can feel it when they breathe. But it is not easy to absorb it."

"Spiritual energy, like spiritual root, has attributes.

Spiritual roots are divided into five elements, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and mutated spiritual roots such as wind, thunder, and ice are derived from them, and what spiritual roots absorb what kind of spiritual energy.

The cultivator incorporates the aura of heaven and earth into his body, and also strips off the aura of other attributes, which is very slow.

There is no need to be so troublesome with spirit stones. The spirit energy in ordinary spirit stones has no attributes and can be absorbed directly.

This piece is a low-grade spirit stone.

There are also mid-grade, top-grade spirit stones, and even top-grade spirit stones that contain more abundant and pure spirit energy! "

Seeing Jiuli salivating, Mu Chuanliu put away the Lingshi and glared at him, saying angrily, "What do you look at, I won't give it to you again."

Jiuli touched his nose in embarrassment, and laughed.

Mu Chuanliu knew that they had never seen the world, and he didn't bother to argue with them, so he continued.

"You have seen the Lingshi, this bottle is a pill."

Mu Chuanliu generously poured a elixir from the jade bottle, and suddenly a burst of medicinal fragrance came to his nostrils.

Jiuli's eyes lit up instantly, and he held back, not snatching it from Mu Chuanliu's hand.

Taking a deep breath, he sighed: "The fragrance of the medicine is pure and kind, refreshing. This elixir must be the holy medicine for nourishing blood and healing wounds!"

Mu Chuanliu looked at him in surprise, "You actually know alchemy?"

Jiuli shook his head, staring straight at the orange-red pill, swallowed and said, "I'm a doctor, and I have some superficial research on pharmacology."

Mu Chuanliu looked at Jiuli softly, "It's a pity you don't have fire roots..."

As he spoke, he remembered that Jiuli's spirit root had been polluted, that he was poisoned with a strange poison, and that he was already dying, so he stopped talking.

"You're right. This is a Rejuvenating Pill, which has the effect of nourishing blood and healing injuries. However, this is only a first-level elixir, which can be used by Qi training monks, but it has little effect on foundation-building monks. You need a second-level Liuchun Pill." it works."

Mu Chuanliu put the elixir into the bottle, thought for a while, threw the elixir to Jiuli, and said: "I practiced it blindly, it's useless to keep it, I'll give it to you."

Jiuli was stunned for a moment, and then showed a big smile, "How embarrassing, haha."

Mu Chuanliu scoffed.

I'm sorry, but you put it in your arms slowly.

However, Danxiu is obsessed with pills by nature, and Jiuli can barely be regarded as half of the same kind, and Mu Chuanliu looks more pleasing to him, so he doesn't care about it.

"It's inevitable for monks to be injured and poisoned. Fighting with others also requires pills to replenish and recover. If you don't have pills when you walk outside, you don't know how you died. In addition, there are pills that increase your cultivation, which is more rare."

Next is the magic weapon.

"This is my flying sword, a medium-grade magic weapon."

Mu Chuanliu beckoned, and the flying sword circled around him, Baoguang Yuyu.

"In order to obtain resources, monks often fight. Without weapons, monks dare not go out. Magical artifacts are rare. Most Qi training monks use non-standard ordinary weapons, and foundation building monks mostly use low-grade magic weapons. This flying sword of mine is a foundation-building gift from my master, and it was specially made by a craftsman, and ordinary people can't buy it with flower spirit stones."

The boy looked proud.

Jiuli couldn't help but add a few more compliments, which made Mu Chuanliu very satisfied.

He said: "On top of the magic weapon, there are magic treasures, spirit treasures, and even immortal weapons."

Mu Chuan showed a little longing, and then said: "Of course, there are no two spiritual treasures in the whole continent, and the fairy artifact is even more legendary. Don't daydream."

Coughing, he said: "If you have law, you have money, you have to have a spouse."

"Sanxiu also has three friends. The journey to immortality is long, and if there are no companions, it is generally not far away. In the end, it is the land. This is talking about the heaven and earth, and it is also the most important point."

Mu Chuanliu sat up straight and said, "The best paradise in the Haotian Continent is our Yaoxian Sect. The other sects also occupy spiritual mountains and good waters, so they have a foothold. If you join the sect, the first three will naturally There it is."

"Like me," Mu Chuanliu raised his chin, "as an inner sect disciple, he practices the sect's method, and the sect will distribute spirit stones and grasses every month. The master will guide the practice, and there are brothers and sisters who will protect him. I don't know how much beautiful."

He glanced at Gu Changling, and said seriously: "The Haojian Sect is a good place to go, and it's a little worse than our Yaoxian Sect. Don't be too busy thinking about doing those tedious casual cultivators, earning spirit stones and delaying your cultivation. .”

Knowing his kindness, Gu Changling nodded and said, "I've been taught."

Next, Mu Chuanliu said some common sense.

For example, the well-known sects on the Haotian Continent, the cultivation methods such as the Danjian Talisman Array, etc., talked about the excitement, and also talked about several influential figures of the same generation, detailing their glorious deeds and great achievements.

The one who bears the brunt is the elder sister whom he respects a lot.

In this way, after talking for an hour, the wind outside stopped, and Mu Chuanliu silently stopped talking.

He stood up and said, "The Lost Soul Secret Realm will be closed in three days. I have to hurry up and find some good things. You just stay here and don't move around."

But Jiuli said: "It's still early, so let's go out for a walk. If you're lucky and find something useful, you can exchange it for spirit stones."

Mu Chuanliu didn't refuse, "Do whatever you want, if you find something and sell it to me directly, I won't take advantage of you."

After speaking, he paused, and said with a snort, "Don't forget to pay me back."

Jiuli laughed, and said again and again: "I can't forget it."

Mu Chuanliu was satisfied, "Then let's go out together."

Gu Changling lifted Jiuli up on his back, carefully tied it twice, and then picked up the eye-catching big package on the ground.

Mu Chuanliu couldn't see it, so he threw something to him, saying: "This is a low-grade storage bag, quickly collect your pile of junk, and throw it to death."

Gu Changling did not refuse, nodded and said, "Thank you."

Mu Chuanliu curled his lips, "You don't need to thank me, I sold this to you, remember to return the Lingshi to me."

The two of them have no objection.

I asked how to use it, this kind of low-level storage bag can be used if you recognize the owner with a drop of blood.It's just that the safety is not good, and there are few things to install, often with a space capacity of less than ten cubic meters.

Gu Changling did not recognize the owner, but handed the storage bag to Jiuli instead.

Jiuli dripped the blood from his fingertips, and felt a subtle feeling in his heart, and he put away the big package smoothly, pinning it to his waist.

He touched the storage bag, and thought it was a good thing!

If they had this thing before, how many Biluo Yaochi could they bring out...

Hey, I can't think about it, I can't think about it, it hurts even if I think about it.

Seeing this scene, Mu Chuanliu's eyes flickered, but he didn't delve into why the extremely talented Gu Changling gave the treasure to a dying man for safekeeping, and took the two of them away.

After leaving the station, Mu Chuanliu told them to remember when the wind blows, and then stepped on the flying sword and left.

Jiuli patted Gu Changling on the shoulder, "Let's go too."

"Ah."

Gu Changling randomly found a direction and walked forward.