Wang Lin looked at Zhang Hu's back, sighed after a long time, holding the yellow paper in his hand, feeling a little sad. Zhang Hu was his first friend in the Hengyue Sect, but now, such a thing has happened.

"This immortal talisman is the root of the disaster!" Wang Lin looked at the yellow paper in his hand, and his expression changed. He immediately discovered a difference. Although the yellow paper looks exactly like the immortal talisman used to visit relatives, it actually contains far more spiritual energy than all the immortal talismans to visit relatives. In addition, there is a dangerous aura emitted from it. Wang Lin was shocked. Although he didn't know what this was, he was definitely a treasure.

After a little hesitation, Wang Lin put away the yellow paper and looked at the corpse on the ground. He sighed inwardly. If the corpse was not disposed of, at Zhang Hu's speed, he would probably not be able to escape the pursuit of the sect.

Fortunately, the space in the storage bag was enough to put a corpse down. Wang Lin cleaned up the room and wiped off the blood. He quietly left without hesitation. He found a mountain stream in the mountains and threw the corpse down. Then he returned to the room cautiously.

After feeling emotion, he was no longer thinking about Zhang Hu's affairs, but took out the immortal talisman and started to study it carefully.

At first glance, this immortal talisman seems to be no different from the one used by registered disciples to visit relatives. But after careful observation, Wang Lin found that both the material and the vermilion strokes on it were far beyond the former.

Wang Lin pinched the immortal talisman and pondered for a little while. He didn't know the specific function of the immortal talisman. Since he almost died after drinking dew that day, he had a deep sense of vigilance about these things of immortals and did not dare to use them easily.

Coupled with the faint danger of the immortal talisman, he was even more cautious. After hesitating, he put the immortal talisman in the storage bag and left it for future research.

After doing this, he took out the mysterious beads and entered the dream space.

This time, he did not focus all his energy on breathing, but took some time to practice gravity.

After he used this gravity technique on Senior Brother Liu before, he felt it was quite practical, so he made up his mind to practice it continuously.

He first used the gourd as the object of practice and used the gravitational technique to grab the gourd in the air. The gourd was very light. After trying several times, he finally grabbed it. Seeing that it had succeeded once, Wang Lin immediately interrupted the gravitational technique and started from scratch again.

Wang Lin’s idea was very simple. He believed that this gravitational technique must be moved at will, and all ten out of ten times were successful. Otherwise, no matter how powerful it is, it would be useless if it cannot be used at critical moments.

He calculated that at his current state, he could only succeed 3 or 4 out of ten times, which was far from what he asked for him.

Time in the dream passed quickly, and Wang Lin unknowingly, the feeling of tearing came and returned to reality. He did not waste time. Instead, he drank a few large sips of spring water when he opened his eyes and began to meditate and breathe again. After his whole body was full of spiritual energy, he took a deep breath, his eyes flashed, and the three contents of condensation echoed in his mind.

In addition to the mental method of each layer, the three articles on Qi Condensation also record two crucial oral excuses!

This oral verbal verbal is the real key to the condensation of Qi. There are fifteen levels in the condensation period. Except for the first level that can be naturally cultivated, the other fourteen levels require their own opening formulas.

For example, he has already completed the first level of the Qi Condensation Period. If he does not open the second level of the mantra, even if he masters the mental method of practicing the second level, he will not be able to practice to the second level and can only wander around the first level.

Wang Lin silently recited the mantra in his mind, and the spiritual energy in his body immediately changed. The change was mild at the beginning, but the longer the time, the more intense it became. In the end, it was like boiling water, flowing through his body.

Slowly, the spiritual energy was obviously insufficient and it spread intermittently to all parts of his body. The sour, numb, itchy, and pain all kinds of tastes emerged from his whole body. He had an illusion that he seemed to be full of holes, and spiritual power was the root cause of all this.

The three articles on Qi Condensation have a focus on describing one sentence.

The opening formulas of each level are not successful every time. Talent, spiritual energy, opportunities, etc. all play a key role. Some people may successfully start at once, while others may need ten or hundreds of times...

After a long time, all kinds of feelings slowly dissipated. Wang Lin was sweating all over his body, and the spiritual energy in his body dissipated completely. However, Wang Lin learned from the three chapters of Condensation of Qi that this dissipation was only a short time, and it could be restored by meditation. He did not successfully open the second level. Despite the failure, Wang Lin was not discouraged. This time he was just a try. Facts prove that the current spiritual energy in his body was not enough to open the second level.

After all, he had just cultivated the first level, so he was not in a hurry. After all, with the spring water hyacinth in his hand, he could not practice the first level and open the second level again when he reached the limit of the first level of spiritual energy. In this way, the success rate will naturally increase a lot.

With such a plan, Wang Lin began to practice day and night again. The spiritual power in his body gradually accumulated, and the gravitational technique gradually increased the number of times.

He tried many times during this period, but unfortunately all failed.

Half a month in reality, three months in the dream, Wang Lin was breathing on this day, waiting for the interval between the dream space. Seeing that it was still early, he hesitated for a moment and immediately recited the opening formula of the second level again, preparing to try again.

He no longer remembers how many times he tried, and every time he caused all the spiritual energy in his body to dissipate without success.

An hour later, Wang Lin raised his head tiredly, and the spiritual energy in his body dissipated. He smiled bitterly and said to himself: "It's failed again. It's too difficult to open the second floor!" Suddenly, his expression moved, his eyes flashed, and he stared at the door.

"Junior Brother Wang, come out to see me!" A cold voice came from outside the door.

The voice sounded a little familiar. Wang Lin stood up, pushed open the door and saw a young man in black standing outside the door in a cold expression.

"Black clothes!" Wang Lin felt a little nervous. He recognized the other party's identity. It was the young man surnamed Zhang who brought him, Wang Zhuo and Wang Hao to the Hengyue Sect that day. It was this person who took Wang Lin's father to find him at the bottom of the cliff.
Chapter completed!