Fairy, return my flying sword to me

Chapter 6: Ajian's cultivation results are not ideal

The grayish-white flat rock ground is outlined with charming lines, and the circular venue is surrounded by a forbidden area shrouded in clouds and fog.

When Lin Jian arrived at the Gathering Spirit Square, his fellow disciples in the sect had already dispersed and taken their places.

The Zhengyang Sect is not a major sect in the world of immortal cultivation. As a sect occupying a corner of a state in one of the lower nine realms, the sect’s disciples are only talented young men with spiritual roots selected from the surrounding mortal towns.

Even for this, they still have to compete with three other nearby sects of similar size, so the number of disciples still studying in the sect is not that large.

At this time, the morning class should have the most people, but there were only about a hundred or eighty people.

The so-called Spirit Gathering Square is a blessed place created by the sect using formations. The concentration of spiritual energy there is about 20% higher than that in normal environments.

However, as the monks inside the square absorb the spiritual energy, the concentration of the accumulated spiritual energy will gradually drop to normal levels. It will take a certain amount of time to recover before the concentration of the spiritual energy can be slowly gathered.

Therefore, the Soul Gathering Square is open for limited hours every day. The two hours in the morning are the indispensable morning class time for all disciples of the Zhengyang Sect.

Because time is precious, even with dozens of people present, there's hardly any noise. It's like a university library...

Practicing Qi is something that all immortal cultivators must persist in throughout their lives.

The disciples of Zhengyang Sect who came to the Spirit Gathering Square showed their magical powers. Some took out two low-grade spirit stones and held them in their palms, some took out two medium-grade spirit stones and held them in their palms, and some took out two high-grade spirit stones and held them in their palms.

The 30,000 yuan loan that Lin Jian was carrying weighed heavily on his heart.

The concentration of spiritual energy between heaven and earth certainly plays a decisive role in affecting the progress of cultivation, but the blessing of external objects should not be underestimated.

Spirit stones are, first of all, cultivation resources that can be used directly by all cultivators, and secondly, they have the property of being a universal currency among cultivators.

The spiritual energy reserves of high-grade spirit stones are several times greater than those of medium-grade spirit stones, and medium-grade spirit stones are several times greater than those of low-grade spirit stones.

However, in terms of exchange rate, one high-grade spirit stone is equal to three medium-grade spirit stones, and one medium-grade spirit stone is equal to three low-grade spirit stones.

Those who can afford to use low-grade spirit stones for cultivation are ordinary disciples, those who can afford to use medium-grade spirit stones for cultivation are wealthy disciples, and those who can afford high-grade spirit stones... are the wealthy families in the world of cultivation!

These cultivators who can use spirit stones to assist in their practice every day will make much faster progress in Qi training than cultivators of the same talent who do not use spirit stones.

Of course, every cultivator has different talents, and sometimes it is difficult to say exactly how effective the spirit stone can be.

In order to save money to buy a flying sword, Lin Jian only used spirit stones once or twice as a trial and never used a single spirit stone in this regard again.

After experiencing it himself, he felt that he had a say in this regard.

What's the big deal about the Spirit Stone? I can still live without it, right?

True genius never relies on external things...

If you are not a genius, it is useless to rely on external things.

I want to practice, don't disturb me.

Sit cross-legged in the woods, close your eyes, and block out all the troubles around you.

With the operation of the Zhengyang Sect's mental method, his mind quickly calmed down and he began to comprehend the spiritual energy circulating throughout the body.

Feeling the spiritual energy filling up his sea of ​​​​qi, and through continuous absorption, finally a trace of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was marked with his own mark and became his own true qi to join his own cultivation. Lin Jian then breathed a sigh of relief and slightly soothed the guilt of not practicing yesterday in order to buy a flying sword.

Practicing Buddhism is like rowing against the current.

Everything in the universe always tends towards balance. When there is no external interference, spiritual energy will naturally flow from areas with high concentration to areas with low concentration.

The human body is also included.

During every minute and every second when you are not in the state of cultivation, the true energy in your body will slowly seep into the outside world.

The first step in daily practice is to “stop loss”, and the second step is to improve.

Therefore, qualifications are the most important thing in the world of cultivating immortals.

Those with weaker spiritual roots may have to keep themselves in a state of cultivation at all times to ensure that the true energy they have worked hard to cultivate can offset the rate of natural loss.

In comparison, Lin Jian at least has the talent to become an immortal cultivator.

"Click~"

"Click~"

During the quiet training, occasional crackling sounds could be heard from all over the square. These were the sounds of the spirit stones being drained of their spiritual energy and transformed into mortal stones.

Spirit stones are consumables, and even consumables that are in high demand.

Those fellow disciples who noticed that the spiritual energy in the spirit stones had been exhausted looked at the spirit stone fragments in their hands with pain. They could only take out two more spirit stones from their storage bags while feeling pain and continue their cultivation.

During the practice, I didn’t know how much time passed, and two hours passed in a flash.

Even without the reminders of the sect elders who were watching over them, all the disciples practicing there could clearly feel the rapid decrease in the concentration of spiritual energy around them.

Lin Jian reluctantly opened his eyes and returned to reality.

Only when he truly felt that his cultivation was steadily improving, did Lin Jian feel that he was cultivating immortality, rather than being a slave in another world.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the pressure of the 30,000 sword loan came surging again, and the Sky Abyss Demonic Crack seemed to have opened a dark mouth and was demanding his life.

Life is hard, but luckily there are a million ideas waiting ahead.

Lin Jian patted his butt and stood up, happily planning to go back to see if the Sword Immortal had come up with any new good spells.

When she looked up, she saw a boy with a baby face and wearing an exquisite robe standing straight in front of her, looking at her with a gloomy expression.

"Junior Brother Bai?" Lin Jian was puzzled. "What's the matter?"

It takes five years to train Qi and three years to train sword. Although the sects in the world of cultivating immortals are different from high schools and universities and it is unlikely that there will be a new batch of students every year, the senior brothers and sisters that I met when I entered the sect with Lin Jian have already graduated and are shining in their respective fields.

The pills made by the alchemy brother are popular throughout the state and are selling like hot cakes. The senior sister who grows spiritual herbs is in short supply and is busy taking care of flowers and plants all day long. The senior brother who refines weapons is making a lot of money by taking on OEM orders everywhere, and even the senior brother who practices body training has become a guest of the sect and enjoys the sect's offerings.

Without exception, all of these people have owned their own blessed land through their own skills, either through selling or renting. They can enjoy the blessing of high spiritual energy concentration that belongs only to them when practicing, and there is no need for them to compete for resources in this public square with new junior brothers and sisters.

Even as their "livelihood profession", they don't have to face such a terrifying place as the Tianyuan Demonic Crack in person, or at least not on the front line.

Only in the woods...

After eight years of cultivating immortality, if he doesn’t stop now, he will become the most senior senior brother in the Gathering Spirit Square!

Therefore, as a senior brother, he usually takes good care of the junior brothers and sisters who have just joined the sect.

The Junior Brother Bai in front of him also followed the seemingly knowledgeable Senior Brother Lin around when he first entered the sect.

He was even bewitched by Lin Jian and resolutely chose the path of no return of "sword cultivation".

It's just that he has great talent. He was still refining Qi in the forest. Three years after entering the sect, he had already established his foundation and showed signs of becoming the first disciple of Zhengyang Sect.

It was this kid who questioned Lin Jian yesterday why he was no longer "extremely devoted to the sword and loyal to the sword."

The boy stared at Lin Jian with a stern look, "Brother Lin, since you have decided to return to the mortal world, starting tomorrow, please do not come to the square to practice. The spiritual energy in the square is limited. If one person absorbs more, the others will benefit less. The Four Sects Competition will be held in two months. For everyone's sake, please step aside and stop disturbing your fellow disciples' practice."

"Brother Lin, please give up your seat!" Scattered echoes were heard in the distance.

When they gathered together, they actually seemed to be speaking in unison.

Obviously, it is not just Bai who has this idea.

The training had just ended, and the disciples of Zhengyang Sect in the square had not yet dispersed.

Seeing the hustle and bustle here, everyone stopped to watch.

Lin Jian, the main character, was at the center of the storm. He was under everyone's gaze, but his eyelids drooped slightly, and he looked calm and composed.

"Ah, yes, yes."

Then he pushed away Junior Brother Bai in front of him and walked out.

Leaving behind his fellow disciples who were looking at his back in confusion.

Is this right?
This is not right!
Cold violence!
It's definitely cold violence!

The fellow disciples who attacked him felt like they had punched cotton. "No...did he agree?"

Outside the square, a figure stood with his hands behind his back, watching everything quietly. He didn't call out until Lin Jian emerged from the forest. "Jian'er."

Lin Jian looked up, his expression slightly startled, "Master?"

(End of this chapter)