At the same time, Meng Lin trembled, keeping his mind clear, carefully visualizing over and over again, and intensified the imprinting of his divine thoughts on the furnace.

Just when Meng Lin was about to give up and fainted, a pleasant sound came from his mind, "Ding", Meng Lin's divine thoughts were finally perfectly imprinted on the nameless furnace. He could look into his mind at any time and carefully feel the details of the furnace, but he didn't know the specific usage of the furnace.

Moreover, with the completion of the divine thoughts imprint, the nameless furnace stopped plundering Meng Lin's own essence, as if it officially recognized Meng Lin as its master.

What's more surprising is that the nameless furnace seemed to feel bad about absorbing Meng Lin's essence.

Intentionally or unintentionally, when the nameless furnace absorbed the essence of heaven and earth contained in the withered vine, strands of green essence floated out of the mouth of the nameless furnace and slowly spread to Meng Lin's limbs.

Meng Lin felt warm all over, as if he was soaking in a hot spring. The essence of heaven and earth contained in the withered vine is pure and unmatched, helping Meng Lin to repair his damaged soul, cleanse his body's hidden diseases, and improve his physical strength.

As the essence of heaven and earth in the withered vine was refined, Meng Lin's soul was satisfied, and his bones gradually became crystal clear and faintly transparent, which was obviously very beneficial.

After a while, the nameless furnace seemed to be drunk and stopped absorbing. Meng Lin quickly pinched the spell to stop the ten thousand trees turning into spring.

The withered vine was originally a large plant, but now it was absorbed by the nameless furnace and only a small piece of rhizome remained. As Meng Lin stopped the spell, it slowly fell to the ground in the cave.

Meng Lin hurriedly picked up the rhizome and prepared to put it in his arms, and found that the rhizome was no longer the gray and white color of the dead wood, but light green, crystal clear, and lovely.

Meng Lin held the light green rhizome in his hands, concentrated and observed it carefully, and suddenly an image of a light green rhizome appeared in the nameless furnace in his soul's mind.

Looking inside, the outline of the pale green rhizome was extremely clear, and a line of text appeared on the outer wall of the nameless furnace: "The rhizome of the withered vine, the remaining life essence of the Green Emperor after he became a Taoist fell into the wood vine, containing the spirit of wood, and cannot be refined unless one has innate vitality."

Meng Lin was stunned, and realized a way to use the nameless furnace. He concentrated on the object in his hand, and the outer wall of the nameless furnace would display text

to determine the purpose.

But after thinking about it, he felt a little confused: "Just now I could use the Ten Thousand Woods Transformation Spring Sutra to refine and absorb the withered vine, why is it said that it cannot be refined now?"

Meng Lin silently thought about the immortal scripture in his heart, and pointed a finger at the rhizome of the withered vine, and there was no reaction.

Seeing this, Meng Lin regretted it very much, and realized that the Green Emperor should have passed on the remaining magic power to him when he passed on the law, but now he has consumed it all.

Looking inward at the nameless furnace in his mind, Meng Lin could not help but feel annoyed, but soon he remembered the horror of the furnace plundering his essence and was afraid again.

Now that he no longer had innate vitality, it seemed that he had to prepare more herbs such as ginseng and astragalus that were rich in the essence of heaven and earth to prevent the nameless furnace from going crazy and absorbing his essence.

After taking a short rest in the cave and collecting the roots of the dead vines, Meng Lin used a cup of tea to climb to the world outside the cave.

It was still evening on Xiaoqing Mountain, as if not much time had passed.

Meng Lin's heart moved, "This may not be the extreme. The legend says that the extreme is that one day in the cave is a thousand years in the world."

While it was not completely dark, Meng Lin carefully searched and dug herbs on Xiaoqing Mountain.

Hard work pays off. Including the herbs he found before, Meng Lin dug up a full bamboo basket of astragalus, but there was very little ginseng.

After returning home, Fourth Grandpa was probably still busy outside, so Meng Lin went to the kitchen to light a fire and cook a simple meal.

He left the meal for Fourth Grandpa on the pear wood table and carefully covered it with a bamboo sieve.

After a busy day, Meng Lin counted his harvest: a red essence fruit, a bamboo basket of astragalus, and a few wild ginsengs; then he smiled foolishly and sorted and collected these things that he almost risked his life for.

It seems that he can ask the owner of the Du family medicine shop to help make pills to increase essence tomorrow. Imagining the scene where Fourth Grandpa's strange disease was cured by the Du family's family prescription, Meng Lin felt that this day's risk-taking behavior was extremely worthwhile.

After washing off the slightly black dirt on his body, Meng Lin closed his eyes and carefully felt the improvement in physical strength after being reborn.

He clenched his hands slightly, and immediately felt that there was endless strength condensing in his body. The muscle lines were like a newborn dragon, winding around his arms and back.

Meng Lin even had a feeling that if he punched out at this time, he would definitely be able to smash the stone mill in the courtyard.

After practicing three rounds of Chen Chang Chang Quan, Meng Lin suddenly found that his understanding of Chen Chang Chang Quan was still improving. Some moves were not smooth enough, and the position, speed and strength of some moves needed to be improved.

Calming down, carefully re-correcting several mistakes, and repeatedly verifying and polishing several times, Meng Lin knew that at this stage, he had mastered Chen Chang Chang Quan and could not change anything. If he wanted to improve the power of Chang Quan again, he must continue to accumulate before there is hope.

After doing all this, Meng Lin walked to the bed, relaxed his spirit, and realized the fatigue of today. He just lay down on the bed, turned over slightly and fell asleep soon.

After sleeping soundly until the next morning, Meng Lin ate breakfast at the urging of Chen Siye and practiced Chen Chang Chang Quan several more times.

Around the time of Chen, Meng Lin felt his mind vibrate. Under the induction of his mind imprint, he found that the previously "drunk" Wuming Honglu began to shake, as if it was about to wake up.

A vague sense of hunger came from Wuming Honglu to Meng Lin's mind. Perhaps because it had swallowed enough of the essence of heaven and earth contained in the withered vines before, the sense of plunder of this hunger was not strong.

And it was comforting that this thought still maintained basic respect for Meng Lin, the master, and was not yet impulsive to swallow Meng Lin's essence.

Meng Lin was slightly surprised and conveyed his thoughts to Wuming Honglu, expressing that the mana brought by the Qing Emperor in his body had been exhausted and he was temporarily powerless.

The gray Honglu moved slightly and shook gently in Meng Lin's mind. Meng Lin's mind was clear and he understood a message. When ordinary warriors practice martial arts to a high level, their skills are close to Taoism, and they can produce a trace of innate vitality that condenses into the warrior's true qi.

The Chen Chang Fist that Meng Lin practiced was originally just a basic martial art that couldn't be more ordinary, but fortunately after yesterday's improvement and refinement, it was already at the near-path stage. As long as he persisted in practicing, he could produce a trace of innate vitality in Meng Lin's martial artist's true qi.

However, this trace of innate vitality was extremely complex and needed to be refined and transformed by the nameless furnace before it could be used to perform the fragments of the Ten Thousand Trees Transforming Spring Sutra.