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In the morning, he would study alchemy with Li Yanrong, and in the afternoon, he would listen to Song Zhiming's suggestions. Under the three hundred meter tall waterfall in the rear mountain, Chu Ling wanted to use his blade to construct a great mountain climbing road on the stone wall.

And at night, was naturally the time for Chu Ling to meditate and cultivate.

It had to be said that after using the Green Wood Pill Furnace, Chu Ling's innate talent in pill refining caused the entire Pill Flame Sect to be shocked.

After all, in the eyes of others, it had only been a short month for Chu Ling to change from a person who couldn't even be considered a pill child, to a Pill Master who was already capable of refining Tier 2 pills.

It was simply shocking!

It had to be known that in the entire Tianyuan Continent, Pill Master s who were at the first rank were very rare to find, and there was a huge portion of them that was at the first rank.

Even within the Pill Flame Sect, a first grade Pill Master s made up more than half of the total population, so a second grade mystical Pill Master s were extremely rare.

And most importantly, these people were basically people who had been refining pills for dozens of years. There were not many who had even become rank 2 s, yet Chu Ling, who had only entered the sect for a month, had already became a rank 2 Pill Master.

It was also because of this shocking feat that two people from the Pill Flame Sect had taken the initiative to come over in this one month.

To Chu Ling, however, during this one month, his impression of Pill Flame Sect could be considered to be not bad.

Perhaps it was because there weren't many people present, but in the entire Pill Flame Sect, there was basically no competitive spirit. It was basically just that each of them cultivated their own power, and did not disturb each other.

However, after Chu Ling's daily inquiry, what made him very disappointed was that the purification method that he wholeheartedly wanted to learn was actually a natural ability that Li Yanrong had comprehended and he was fundamentally unable to learn it. This allowed Chu Ling to gain a new understanding of Li Yanrong's and Song Zhiming's faces.

"Brat, have you eaten today!?" Why is it that even a stone staircase is dispirited! How about I give you a peach to eat and increase your strength! "

Song Zhiming sat atop a large tree not far from the waterfall, and leisurely swung his legs.

And at that time, Chu Ling himself had already withstood the torrent of the waterfall that fell from this height of three hundred meters, and finally managed to stabilize his footing. He was currently holding onto the steel ring blade that was either transformed by the water flow or transformed by him from the stone wall, and only after knocking against it a few times, without even leaving a single white mark, he could already hear Song Zhiming's mocking voice. He instantly felt a little unhappy in his heart.

Just as he was about to curse, the Flowing Stone smashed into his head and rushed towards the bottom of the pool.

When Chu Ling appeared on the surface of the water again, more than ten breaths of time had already passed.

Chu Ling hated the old man in front of him to the point that the roots of his teeth itched. Originally, he had said that he would refine pills on his behalf, but Li Yanrong had taught him a lesson.

Most importantly, this old man had been watching them from the side for the past month. He had mocked them from time to time and had even made trouble for them. This had caused this scene to happen who knows how many times already.

However, Song Zhiming did not have the slightest hint of sympathy, but instead continued to speak sarcastically: "Look at you, look at you, this old man only used three days to open up the stone steps, you brat, you have already passed a month, and have not even managed to create a single stone step, it's truly embarrassing, why did this old man have to accept a disciple with such dull talent like you!"

To think that your senior sister Li Yanrong even said that your progress on the Pill Dao was incredibly fast. In just a short span of a month, you have learned fifteen different kinds of Pill refining methods, and you can even start to refine a second grade spirit pellet.

Based on your current state, could it be that Li Yanrong was afraid that I would be angered to death by your talent, and purposefully made it up?! "

Song Zhiming said, ignoring Chu Ling's murderous gaze, he directly spat out the peach from his mouth, then wiped his hands on his body, then jumped out of the tree towards the waterfall and continued: "Forget it, forget it, I saw that you have not improved for an entire month, I will give you some pointers!

Even though I don't practice your so-called Ancient Dragon Elephant Fist, I know how to make a bit of power work.

In this world, all strength needs a technique that is most suited to one's own strength. What I taught you is not how to quickly achieve the power of the nine ancient dragon elephants, but how to use the power that you only have to achieve the power of the nine elephants.

Watch carefully for me! "

After Song Zhiming finished speaking, his body directly charged into the water curtain.

And that was Song Zhiming, who had actually turned into a huge shield in front of Chu Ling, as he blocked all the water in the surroundings.

Song Zhiming had clearly used the power of not more than the seventh stage of the Vein Opening Stage, and was even slightly weaker than his own strength. However, he was able to receive the entire amount of water from the waterfall, which had caused him to suffer, and forced it to flow upstream.

He could also use his hand as a blade and write on the stone wall that had been washed by the waterfall for a thousand years.

Only after Song Zhiming flew away did Chu Ling finally see the words carved on the stone wall clearly. The reverence he had for Song Zhiming immediately vanished like smoke in thin air.

This fellow actually knew how to carve the words' rotten wood cannot be sculpted ', and was clearly continuing to ridicule his weak talent, causing Chu Ling to immediately crawl out of the pool, and rush towards Song Zhiming with the transformed steel ring blade.

"I'll chop you old bastard to death!"

Chu Ling roared loudly, and quickly arrived in front of Song Zhiming.

In the past month, Chu Ling had long figured out this old man's personality. Even though he was a Sect Master of the Pill Flame Sect, he didn't put on any airs, and didn't even pay attention to the matters of the sect.

According to the people from the sect, these few years, just based on the number of long hair rabbits that Song Zhiming had eaten, the Phoenix-Tail Chicken was already innumerable. Originally, everyone had looked at him as a Sect Master and ignored him, but after a long time, basically no one dared to be like Chu Ling, take out a blade and sword and start chasing after Song Zhiming.

And Song Zhiming was not angry at all, instead, it was as if he was enjoying himself. When he was being hunted down, he would always shout loudly, just like how he was now.

"Damn you, you stupid brat! Are you trying to bully me?! I'm your master, so what if I curse a few words at you?!"

Don't you see your latent talent? It took me ten days to carve these stone steps up, and yet you can't even do it in a month. You don't even know if you're ashamed or not.

Hey, let me remind you, New Year, it's about time. Aiya, you're still chasing after me, I'll let you see if I run or not! "

After chasing after it for half an incense's time, Chu Ling felt that his body, which had just been washed to the point where it was about to fall apart, had almost recovered all of its senses. Thus, he stopped.

In the beginning, he simply could not grasp the technique Song Zhiming spoke of, but after he was washed out for the tenth time, he suddenly came to his senses.

"So, this old man is only good at concentrating his strength at one point. Even if my fist originally only had the strength of 100,000 Jin, if I were to learn this method, I might be able to unleash more than one fold of strength!"

Chu Ling said this and once again, he rushed into the waterfall. This time, he finally left a slash on the stone wall.

And at that time, Song Zhiming, who had already run away, had once again returned to that large tree.

"I've picked up a treasure, I've picked up a treasure! This brat has such talent! Even though I only took ten days, I'm still a cultivator with Heaven Understanding Stage. It's truly not easy for this kid to leave a blade mark on the stone wall."

It's just that this kid is good at everything, except for that mask.