A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 1112 Handyman Disciple

At dusk.

After Lu Luan took good care of the Zhuyang horse he was in charge of, he went to the place where the horse meat was distributed and brought back a few pounds of flesh and blood.

The Zhuyang Horse cannot be considered a monster, but the blood and energy in its body is stronger than that of ordinary monsters.

And although they are feeding medicinal herbs, according to Lu Luan's observation, those herbs are too ordinary, just like the common weeds in the caves in the outside world.

It is also because of this that the cost of raising Zhuyang horses is very low.

Since you have chosen to re-cultivate this path, you must devote yourself wholeheartedly to this state of cultivation.

Although the taste of this Zhuyang horse meat is like chewing wax and is not very good, it still has some effect on the fourth-level Qi Refining cultivators.

As soon as he finished eating, Lu Luan felt a heat rising in his body.

So he started to do physical training in the yard while holding stones.

He wanted to rely on his current abilities to break through step by step.

Due to his limited qualifications, he had no intention of breaking through to the foundation-building stage. He just wanted to reach the limit of his upper-grade mortal spiritual roots and do his best.

He knew that even if he rebuilt it now, he would not be able to replicate the path he had taken to reach his current level.

far away.

Elder Huang stood by the window of his building, watching Lu Luan improving his foundation, and nodded, "This little fellow who came this time is not bad."

The black dog put its front paws on the window and said in agreement, "He has great willpower and strong execution. He started working hard as soon as I told him today. After all, he is still a casual cultivator who has suffered a lot. As long as he seizes a little opportunity, he wants to turn things around and change his fate."

"If he had come to Qinglinmen a few years earlier, he wouldn't have had to endure all these hardships. With such perseverance, his future achievements would have been greater than mine." The old man stroked his long beard.

"Master, are you going to give him a chance?"

The black dog asked.

The old man smiled and said, "As long as he can hold on like this for three years, it's not impossible to give him a chance. If he can hold on for three years, with Zhuyang horse meat, the previous losses can be made up."

"If it's three years, I think he will be fine."

The old man did not doubt what Heigou said, and he also felt that there was nothing wrong with Lu Luan.

This man and his dog have been here for many years, but this is the first time they have seen someone as hardworking as Lu Luan.

Although it was only the first day, they could already feel the determination in Lu Luan's heart, which was very rare.

The old man sighed, "If you can have such perseverance in cultivation and make up for it, your future achievements will be limitless. If you have some opportunities, you can even break through to the foundation-building stage."

Although he is the strongest here, in his eyes, the foundation building realm is actually unattainable.

In fact, with Lu Luan's current qualifications, under normal circumstances, the Foundation Establishment Realm is already the highest level he can reach.

yard.

When people living outside saw him exercising like this, they all stood on the rooftops of their homes and watched with great interest.

However, everyone just wanted to watch the joke.

This type of exercise is a test of willpower. It may be okay for a day or two, but not everyone can persist for a long time.

Even among the menial disciples in the sect, few practiced this way. Most of them just took the Zhuyang Pill and then meditated to absorb the medicinal power. It was very easy.

The only people who can endure this kind of suffering are usually warriors who follow the path of martial arts.

Lu Luan ignored everything else and just focused on his own business.

"Kid, stop practicing and go get the Zhuyang horse."

But at night.

Several outer disciples of Qinglin Sect descended from the air.

Lu Luan was already out of breath. When he saw them, he quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "Greetings... Greetings, senior brothers and sisters."

"what are you doing?"

Some people asked in confusion, as they rarely saw cultivators training like this.

"Master Gou said that my physical body is weak. If I eat Zhuyang horse meat and then train my body, I can make up for the lack of physical strength." Lu Luan answered truthfully.

"interesting."

Everyone laughed. Actually, in Lu Luan's case, if he wanted to increase his physical strength and build a strong foundation, with someone's help, he could spend a hundred or so low-level spirit stones to buy a few good pills, and he could make up for it in a few months. There was no need to suffer the pain of tempering his body.

"Kid, this is not pleasant."

Some people sympathized with him and knew what his purpose was.

Lu Luan smiled nonchalantly and said, "Just wait until you become a menial disciple."

"Then come on, although the flesh and blood of the Zhuyang horse is not a treasure, it is still very helpful to people of your level of cultivation. If you can persist, there is a good hope of joining the sect." These disciples made people feel more friendly.

"Okay, go get Zhuyang Horse, we have important things to do." Someone urged.

Lu Luan immediately ran to the stable and led out the pony that was taller than anyone else.

A young man said, "It's still a half-grown horse. I'm enough here."

Everyone nodded and flew to other places.

When the foal saw the young man, its eyes became filled with fear and it became very uneasy.

"Hold it."

After the young man explained, he took out a small box from his body and opened it. Inside the box was a red ant the size of a grain of rice.

This is the Dan Ant from Qinglin Sect.

The young man took out the red ant and placed it on the neck of the Zhuyang horse.

A red light flashed in the Dan Ant's eyes, and then it bit into the flesh of Zhuyang Horse.

Lu Luan could clearly feel that the Dan ants were absorbing the Qi and blood from Zhuyang Horse's body.

"Brother, this horse is so small, are we going to use it to raise Zhuyang Dan?" Lu Luan asked in confusion.

The young man smiled and said, "Any foal that has been weaned can be used to raise Dan."

The Zhuyang horse moved around in the yard, and one could feel its uneasiness.

At the neck, the ant began to emit a red light, and its tail was also swelling little by little, becoming bright red and hot.

As time went by, the Zhuyang horse's eyes became weak and its legs were shaking, as if it had lost too much blood.

Finally, he just lay down on the ground.

He was breathing heavily.

This continued for about fifty breaths, and the red ant on Zhuyang Horse's neck finally felt full and began to let go.

At this time, the tail of the rice-sized ant swelled to the size of a peanut, and it was crystal clear, just like a bright red pill.

This is Zhuyangdan.

No wonder it’s called Dan Ant.

In this way, those menial disciples can start taking it directly.

It contains the blood essence of the Zhuyang Horse and is specifically used to consolidate the foundation. It is also very convenient. If conventional means are used, it will take a lot of extra energy to refine this Zhuyang Pill.

"Bring out some horse feed for it."

The young man collected the Dan Ants, gave some instructions, and left.

Lu Luan hurried into the house, brought out the horse feed he had cut during the day, and fed it to Zhuyang Horse.

The Zhuyang horse also felt very hungry and immediately began to eat voraciously.

It needs to eat a lot of medicinal herbs to restore its strength.

It is still a foal, and it comes to suck once every three days. If it is an adult Zhuyang horse, it will be used to raise Zhuyang Dan every day.

After eating a large amount of medicinal herbs, the Zhuyang horse finally recovered a little and stood up again.

Lu Luan locked it in the stable, and according to the method recorded in Zhuyang Horse Minutes, he took some special medicinal herbs, ground them up, and used them as refined food to nourish it.

By the time we finished our work, it was already midnight.

Lu Luan felt a little tired.

I feel sleepy.

After Lu Luan checked that everything was correct, he went back to the house to rest.

With the fourth level of Qi Refining, there is no essential difference between him and ordinary people. He still needs to sleep every day to stay energetic.

"The Daoxuan Sutra has made good progress."

On the bed, Lu Luan was feeling the changes of the Daoxuan Sutra.

Then I started to lie down in bed and fall asleep.

The following days passed like this, collecting herbs, raising horses, exercising, and then preparing herbs...

After the black dog became familiar with the animal, it brought him two foals.

This made him even busier every day.

Despite this, he still squeezed out some time every day to exercise his body.

Hard work pays off, after persisting day after day and month after month, his physical strength is improving little by little.

But there was no change in cultivation.

After his physical body was almost ready, he began to improve his Qi training.

Fortunately, his cultivation level is not high, and fortunately, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is rich now, which allows a small cultivator like him to have the conditions to improve his physical foundation. If it were a hundred years ago, the fairyland would be poor, and treasures like the Zhuyang Horse, even its flesh and blood, would not be enjoyed by disciples like them.

Lu Luan persists every day.

......

"Yes, you are qualified to become a menial disciple."

Three years later, in the yard, Elder Huang was testing him. After several attempts, he was very satisfied.

It was then announced that Lu Luan was qualified to become a menial disciple.

"Thank you, elder."

Lu Luan bowed and thanked him, his face full of surprise and excitement.

During these three years, he finally obtained the qualification to become a menial disciple of Qinglin Sect through his own efforts.

Three years later, he was already nineteen years old and looked like a young man.

"Boy, congratulations. Among all these record-keeping disciples, I like you the most, and you haven't let me down."

The black dog walked forward and spoke in the tone of an elder, his eyes full of satisfaction.

"Thank you, Mr. Dog, for your help over the years." Lu Luan also thanked the black dog.

This assessment is a big deal on this horse farm.

A total of three people were selected. Lu Luan was the youngest. The other two were over 40 years old. They had raised Zhuyang horses for Qinglinmen for more than 20 years and were selected based on their merits.

The two were so excited that their expressions were beyond words.

In fact, their qualifications are only of average mortal spiritual roots. It is very rare and honorable to become menial disciples of such a large sect. The most important thing is that their offspring will be able to be in Qinglin Sect in the future. Who doesn't want the sect to provide resources to improve their child's foundation when their child is still in the belly?

At this time, there were hundreds of people watching around. The one they envied the most was Lu Luan. He was still so young, and now his foundation had reached the requirements. His spiritual root aptitude was also very good. He even had the hope of becoming an inner disciple in the future. He had a bright future.