"Do you want me to go too far?" Wang Lin was about to leave the choreography office and was about to take his time. He wanted to see where the limits of these masters were!

In private, in addition to the two commonly used words of waste and shamelessness, Wang Lin also added the title of "Black Heart King" in the minds of registered disciples!

Compared with the nickname "Weasel" of the young man surnamed Liu, it is much higher in terms of realm.

After Wang Lin practiced in his dream for a year, his spiritual energy in his body almost reached several times that before. The first level of the Qi Condensation Period was already at its limit. No matter how much he breathed, the spiritual energy would no longer increase. So one night, he began to try to open the second level of the mantra.

After several consecutive failures, hard work pays off. He finally successfully broke through the first level of the Qi Condensation Period and entered the second level.

A lot of black oil appeared in the pores on his body. After cleaning, Wang Lin looked at himself in the water, his eyes as bright as lightning, and his whole body seemed to be different from before.

He touched his chin and said to himself: "There is only the third level of the Qi Condensation Period. If you go to Sun Dazhu to ask for the one behind and let him know that I have reached the second level of Qi Condensation, you will definitely ask the reason. If you can't explain it at that time, you may cause trouble for yourself."

After thinking for a long time, Wang Lin couldn't help but frown.

Sighing, he practiced gravity for a while. In the past year in his dream, he could have succeeded eight or nine out of ten times. In view of this, Wang Lin planned to increase his training efforts and found a big stone in the chores and used gravity to control it.

Time flies, and another month later, Wang Lin’s troubles in the choreography office made the remembered disciples complain, but now it is winter, and the sect begins to organize competitions for inner disciples at the end of the year.

In addition, this year, the registered disciples of the Hengyue Sect once every ten years have entered the competition. The top three can be qualified to become boys of inner disciples. All the registered disciples are sharpening their fists, and they are all in secret, with their own plans.

So the matter about the choreography department was delayed and no one cared about it.

Wang Lin was quite disappointed with this. Wang Lin did not plan to participate in the competition for inner disciples. It would be better to enter the dream and practice it if he had that time.

On this day, the entire Hengyue School blocked the mountain with heavy snow, and goose-feather-like snowflakes fell from the sky. From a distance, it was covered in silver, and it could be said that it was frozen thousands of miles away and snow drifted thousands of miles away.

Wang Lin did not practice, but stood quietly in the yard, with the gravitational heart moving at will, as if an invisible big hand was chaotic around him, and snowflakes were scattered from all over his body, and no one was floating on his body.

Looking at the direction of Zhongshan Village in my family, in the past years, parents would raise warm stoves at home at this time.

He sat by the stove and studied, his father was holding tools to make wood carvings, while his mother was busy storing pickled vegetables.

Sometimes when he was tired of studying, he would sit next to his father and watch his father make wood carvings. When he was intrigued, he would come forward to help, and the father and son were having a happy time.

In addition to these, Wang Lin still remembers that there were some wooden tops hidden under the bed in his hut. During the day, he would sometimes take them out to play with his neighbors and friends on the ice.

Thinking of this, Wang Lin couldn't help but take a deep breath. Those who cultivate immortals need to cut off the mortal world. These things are all obsessions that affect cultivation. Wang Lin closed his eyes and opened them again. There was a slight brilliance in his eyes. The mortal world was heavy. He asked himself that he could not be ruthless and could not cut it off, so he hid these deeply in his heart.

Just as he was feeling sad, his expression suddenly moved slightly. At this time, he had already had the second level of the Qi Condensation Period, and had a kind of immortal instinct called spiritual consciousness. All of these Qi Condensation Chapters have detailed descriptions.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he noticed that Wang Hao was walking towards here. After a while, the yard door was pushed open. Wang Hao was wearing a fur hat and a fur coat. He looked at Wang Lin in surprise and said, "Brother Tiezhu, you are not cold. You are wearing so little and still standing outside."

"I counted on my fingers and said, "You kid is coming to me, so I'll endure the cold and come out to pick you up." Wang Lin chuckled. He did not feel cold. Since he reached the second level of the Qi Condensation Period, he could clearly feel that his body was much stronger than before.

Wang Hao laughed, took off his hat after walking in, looked at Wang Lin carefully, and suddenly said, "Brother Tiezhu, why do I think you seem to be different from a few months ago?"

Wang Lin joked: "That's natural. I have now reached the second level of Qi Condensation Stage and belong to an immortal!"

Wang Hao curled his lips, walked towards the room, and said, "Stop bragging, we both have the same qualifications. I have the help of the Pill-Snatching Pill, and I haven't reached the first level of Qi Condensation yet. You? Let's take it down!"

Wang Lin didn't defend himself either. He knew that sometimes when he told the truth, others would not believe it. If he lies to cover it up, it might even cause suspicion. After all, he did not have too deep contact with Wang Hao, so he was naturally more careful in his words.

Wang Lin thought he could not do what happened at first sight.

"Wang Hao, why do you have time to come to me today? Isn't it busy with the Danfang?" Wang Lin returned to the room, filled the other party with a cup of hot water, and asked.

Wang Hao took it, blew a few times, took a sip, and smiled and said, "You haven't gone to the Danfang to collect things in the past few months. I've left all your portions. I'll send them to you today." As he said that, he took out a small package from his arms and placed it on the table.

Wang Lin showed a smiley expression on his face, and he didn't even look at the package. He waited for the other party's following, so he didn't believe that Wang Hao would come here for nothing.

Wang Hao blushed when he was seen, and suddenly said, "Brother Tiezhu, I heard that you have been very comfortable in the chores office over the past few months?"

"Wang Hao, just say something. If you can, I will definitely help you!" Wang Lin poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and refused to comment.
Chapter completed!