Nearly evening, Jin Ling returned to the Firewood Team.

Along the way, he greeted the disciples he met without any worries, completely ignoring the fact that the disciples saw him were like seeing a ghost.

"It's back." Captain Gao Song greeted him without any pain. Lin Zheng, the leader of the third group, held his arms, with a look of vigilance and confusion.

"Yes, captain." Jin Ling quickly explained, "It's me wrong. I shouldn't have gone to the Haili Room without asking for your opinions, and... and destroyed the formation there..."

"It's not this." Cheng Song waved his hand.

"I heard that you have advanced to the Immortal Level?" Lin Zheng asked.

"Yes, but..." Jin Ling said.

"Nothing is nothing!" Lin Zheng put his shoulder on his shoulder, and punched him in the chest with a smile, "You kid, you are such a monster!"

"Now, you are the strongest person in the entire Wai Geng District Firewood Team." Cheng Song said, "I am just a senior immortal master. It seems that this captain has to be yours."

"Captain, what are you talking about?" Jin Ling waved his hand quickly, "Our Firewood Team, there is no such rule! I'm so angry if you say this!"

Cheng Song smiled and said, "I'm teasing you. I specially asked the chef to add dishes and wine to you for dinner, so I'll celebrate you!"

When Jin Ling heard the wine and was locked up for a whole day, his index finger moved and he hurriedly said, "Captain, wait a moment, let me go back to the house to clean up and wash. After practicing for a day, he was locked up for another night, and his body was smelly!"

Cheng Song laughed and signaled him to go quickly.

I quickly went back to the house to wash, changed into clean clothes, and came to the cafeteria. Sure enough, all kinds of dishes and fine wine were already placed on several long tables in the cafeteria. The disciples of the Firewood Team began to take their seats, and everyone looked at him with different eyes.

Those eyes basically only have three emotions: envy, jealousy, and hatred.

The consumption of these two days was huge, and Jin Ling had never had a good meal after being locked up all night. When he saw the dishes on the table, his stomach immediately started to slam.

"Let's eat! Tell me while eating!" Cheng Songshan said understandingly.

Today's dishes are rare in the Firewood Team. Cheng Song ordered that the Firewood Team disciples let go of eating and drinking like hungry wolves.

Cheng Song, Ye Zheng and other team leaders, the team leader and Jin Ling were at the same table, and asked him about the situation in the Haili Room while eating. Jin Ling naturally hid everything with the Xianyu Bracelet, or the same set of words that he had fainted and advanced inexplicably after waking up.

Cheng Song and others must not believe this. They almost wanted to beat someone up after hearing this.

After eating and drinking, the disciples dispersed. What should I do?

Jin Ling also returned to the room and carefully savored the changes in the fairy power during this promotion.

"I really envy you." Qian Dong, who was in the same room, said with a red eye. "It was obviously a serious crime to destroy the formation of the Haili Room, but the sect did not blame him at all, and he became an immortal in disguise."

"Senior brother, go to the Haili Room. If you do this, maybe you have hope of advancing." Jin Ling said with a smile.

"Give me aside." Qian Dong waved his hand quickly, "You think everyone in the Firewood Team is a monster like you! That's right! You are a monster!"

Jin Ling smiled.

"A Ling, you made such a big noise in the sect this time and have not been punished yet." Qian Dong's voice suddenly had a different meaning, "Do you know what this means?"

"What does it mean?" Jin Ling asked.

"This means that your magical performance has entered the upper level of the sect, and may be the eyes of the sect leader." Qian Dong looked clear and clear, "After all, like you, you have been promoted one after another in your cultivation for more than a month. You have successfully practiced the first level of Shanhai Jue, and you are so young, you will definitely receive attention from all parties. The upper level of the sect, the sect leader, the deputy sect leader, and the elders attach great importance to the cultivation of some genius young disciples. I guess you will be asked by the upper level of the sect in not long before."

"I won't go!" Jin Ling waved his hand quickly, "I'm pretty good at this firewood team."

It is hard to say whether the firewood team is good or not, but once they are taken away by the strong men of the Shanhai Sect, it is difficult for these strong men not to notice the abnormalities on him. If the secret of the Xianyu Bracelet is exposed, it will be over.

He had no intention of being noticed by the senior management of Shanhai Sect, and he was planning to stay here for only these four years at most to learn some basic practice methods of major sects.

"It's good to be here?" Qian Dong looked at him strangely, "A Ling, you're in your head. What kind of future can you have in the Firewood Team with your cultivation qualifications? Only by following the strong sects to practice, you need resources, immortal skills, and famous teachers to give guidance, you can you get a thousand miles a day."

"Hehe." Jin Ling smiled and said firmly, "Anyway, no matter what, I will not leave the Firewood Team! This is also the day when I agreed with the captain and the team leader! In life, teeth are the gold messengers, and I cannot break my promise!"

"But in the Firewood Team, chopping wood every day is really unrealistic." Qian Dong was anxious.

"What is a future?" Jin Ling smiled, "Practice can make perfect. Haven't I told you that there is a disciple of a sect who did miscellaneous work every year before entering the school, sweeping the floor and carrying water and chopping wood. Most of the disciples just work for work, while a few disciples discovered the real way of cultivation from these ordinary dirty and tiring tasks. In fact, there is another story. When a general of the magic arrow was shooting archery in the archery field, an old man selling oil was watching, but he just nodded slightly and did not cheer him like other audiences. The general of the magic arrow asked him why he didn't cheer like others. The oil seller said, "You have good archery skills, but you are just proficient in your technique. So he took out a gourd, put a copper coin on the mouth of the gourd, and slowly scooped oil into the gourd with an oil ladle. The oil was injected from the money hole but the money was not wet with the oil."

"For an immortal, it is not easy to do this, let alone an old man of mortals. But he did it, which is nothing more than the word "practice makes perfect". I have been thinking recently that if every action of chopping wood is used to systematically summarize and organize the methods of cutting wood, and summarize the rules and experiences, will a new method of cultivation be formed? New swordsmanship? Swordsmanship? The mental method used for the use of immortal power?"

After hearing this, Qian Dong was shocked.

Among the meanings of Jin Ling's words, there is a vague meaning of creating an immortal skill. However, it is difficult to create an immortal skill, so how easy is it? As long as the operation of the immortal power is slightly deviated during the creation process, it will hurt the heart meridians, blood, qi and internal organs, and will die for a lifetime.

Which immortal skill in this world has not been achieved through the hard work, hard work, and years of practice and trials of countless ancestors? If it is so easy to create immortal skills, wouldn’t the immortal skills in this world be more common than Dabaicai?
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