The sky is clear and the atmosphere is bright, the mountains in Qingcheng are as thick as ink, waterfalls and springs, dragon rocks and strange stones, strange flowers and flowers, vines and spiritual grass are spreading on the ground, and the spiritual energy is swaying, which is most suitable for practitioners to live in.

Ten feet to the right of Baiyun Cave, there is a large waterfall. There is a sudden large rock among the waterfall. A person sitting cross-legged on the rock, closing his eyes to practice, which is Zhou Gan.

The five hearts are facing the sky, holding the Yuan and guarding one, and circulating the heavens of all sizes. At times, a trace of green energy enters the mouth, nose and ears, and is operated according to the mantra route of the first level of the Qingyun Heart Sutra. The foundation of the Heart Sutra is to absorb the Taiqing Qi, one of the three clear qi above the nine heavens, and cultivate the innate Taiqing Zhen Qi, which is unique to the Qingcheng School.

Since I passed the last level, I have been practicing Taoism and Qi for three months. On the day I passed the level, the eldest brother passed on his first three levels of mental methods. Although it was only a few thousand words, the truth was very mysterious and profound. Even the senior brothers took turns to explain it, which was also reluctant. Fortunately, he had already understood the first level thoroughly and had no obstacles to practicing.

The eyes opened and closed, and the faint green light flashed and flew away, as if it was about to break through at any time. There are three reasons why Zhou Gan could make such progress; one is that Zhou Gan had already practiced a rough and shallow true qi before, and polished it from time to time, and had some foundation. Second, the red apricot medicinal power of the ghost grandma was integrated into its flesh and blood, and it was only then that it was refined to increase its magic power. Third, the rootless smoke expanded the tendons and veins and acupoints, which helped the speed of cultivation. Therefore, in just two months, the first level of the mind method had a chance to break through.

The water mist was filled with wet the clothes. However, when Taiqing qi turned, it was dry and clean again. When he jumped horizontally, he was two feet tall. He kicked his toes on the cliff twice, and his body turned, and his hands supported him and landed easily. His skills were faster than before.

I had some experience of my own mental methods, but there were two or three dangerous and difficult places, so I wanted to go back to my house to ask my senior brother for advice. Unexpectedly, a red light slid across the mountains and soon came to my front, showing Lu Xiaoxian's bulging face.

Zhou Gan felt a headache when he saw that. His diligence in his family practiced over the past few months and had no time to pay attention to this troublesome senior sister, which made him very dissatisfied. In addition, the three senior brothers of the He family were playing in a dark place a few days ago, and almost demolished his Moxiang Mansion, which made Qin Yu furious and punished him to retreat. Lu Xiaoxian lost his head and said he was even more troubled, but he could not even hide.

"Are you going to play with me today?" Senior Sister Xiaoxian said straight to the point.

"Accompany!" Zhou Gan said very well. Firstly, the senior sister is young, childish and cute, and she can't bear to suffer grievances. Secondly, if she makes this little fairy angry, she will definitely not be her opponent, and she will be beaten to run away with her head.

Lu Xiaoxian suddenly passed by the rain, smiling, holding Zhou Gan's big hand intimately, and said with a crisp voice: "That junior brother, what are we playing?"

"Is it good to tell a story?"

He suddenly pursed, "The stories you told are not interesting at all!"

"Ah?" Zhou Gan scratched his head. He did not hear much from his own words. It was not the life of the generals of the Yang family and other powerful generals in the world, or the love affair of such a white snake descending to the earth. The former was the young sister Xiaoxian could crush her to death with a little finger, but the latter was the monster she wanted to kill. She was young and didn't understand love, so she was even more bored.

"Why don't we go to Tai Chi Hall to play?" Tai Chi Hall is the main hall of Qingcheng Sect, located on the top of Yuxu Peak. It must be opened if there is an important event. Zhou Gan suddenly shook his head repeatedly, saying, "Isn't this asking for death!"

"Then let's go to the tree pavilion to play?" Lu Xiaoxian tilted his head and thought about it again. Zhou Gan was sweating profusely. The tree pavilion was in the back mountain and was even more of a residence for the head's real person. What should we do if we force ourselves to break into the head's cave? Abolish mana or remove souls? We firmly oppose it!

"Then what did you think you were playing?" Lu Xiaoxian's mouth bulged again.

"It's better to tell a story? Senior sister, what kind of storytelling do you like to listen to?" Zhou Gan came up with an idea. There is no ready-made one, so let's edit the assembly!

"Well——" the senior sister pondered and tilted her head: "There is a fight, exciting, and unimaginable. It's best to be real. The protagonist needs to be liked by Xiaoxian, and it's also terrifying! It's funny!"

Zhou Gan's mouth twitched straight, but she had never thought about such a weird storytelling, let alone edit it. Seeing that Sister Lu's face gradually showed impatientness, she gritted her teeth and spoke, and didn't know what to say nonsense-

"In the early years of this dynasty, the world was peaceful and the rivers were clear and the sea was peaceful, but there were also all kinds of dirty things hidden in the dark. Now what we are telling is the story of a strange man walking around the world and helping the weak!"

"The knight had no father or mother since he was young, and begged for a living. He had two sworn brothers. The eldest brother called Hu Geer, and the second brother called Shan Geer, which had always been like brothers. Later, the little beggar opened a stall. Although it was simple, it had a fragrant and thick meat, which attracted customers. If there was no turmoil, he would die as a kitchen chef. However, the world was changing, and there were no fixed numbers. One day, an old beggar came to his stall..." At this point, he was stunned. How could this story sound so familiar? Isn't it my own experience! He turned around and saw Lu Xiaoxian holding his cheek and listening, very seriously, so he had to bite the bullet and continue talking-

"The Hundred Arm Sword Immortal accepted the little beggar as his disciple and also took his elder brother and second brother back to the Central Plains, but encountered a horse bandit blocking the way. The business traveler could not pass. The Sword Immortal Master intended to test the three of them, so he asked the three of them to check the truth..."

Zhou Gan concealed the Qiantang Water Bandits' name, and told him everything, saying that the three young boys were exploring the real murderer, but he was puzzled. Lu Xiaoxian also frowned and pondered, talking about the little beggar being deceived and disliked by the people of the six doors, and the strange scene after exploring the governor's office at night, he grabbed his sleeves and widened his eyes. Finally, the grandma was attacked and shot by the little beggar, and died with her eyes open. Another second brother escaped from urine, but he giggled.

"...The master and apprentice solved the mystery, the road was smooth, and after walking for two days and nights, returning to the mansion, the story ended!"

Lu Xiaoxian was still unsatisfied: "This little beggar is quite interesting. Brother Shan is also fun. He also said that he would not let his urinate and expose his big butt. Hehe! Hey, so shameless!"

Zhou Gan grinned, is it really so interesting?

"Is there any?"

"There are still many." Zhou Gan thought to himself that he had experienced many things in his own world! Now he is not worried that there is no story to tell.

"Then let's tell a story of Chang'an earthquake, dungeon collapse, death row prisoners escape, and little beggars go to suppress the court when they are ordered by the court--"

Before he finished speaking, a thousand feet of spiritual light suddenly emerged from the top of Yuxu Peak Mountain. The entire thirty-six peaks of Qingcheng could be seen. The gate of Baiyu Cave suddenly opened. Qin Yu walked out quickly, looked up at it, and murmured to himself: "The Taiji Palace has opened!"

As soon as he pulled Zhou Gan, the sword light rose and his face was solemn: "There must be something important to announce! Any disciples of Qingcheng who have no major issues in life and death shall not be absent!"

There are several rays of five peaks, Chaoyang, Wulong, Yuxu, Chongxuan, and Taisu at the same time. Dozens of rays of lights soar into the sky. The rays of lights are as short as several feet, and hundreds of feet long as they are as golden as red as they are, as well as blue and white as they are, which are full of immortal energy and are full of spiritual light. For example, when Lingxiao opens, thousands of immortals come to pay homage.

The three of them were on the hillside, and they flew to the top of Yuxu Mountain in a cup of tea and rushed to the front of Tai Chi Hall. It was the first time that Zhou Gan saw the style of the Qingcheng Lord Hall.

It really lives up to expectations. Although the hall is simple, it is still hundreds of acres in size. It is full of smoke and mist, and the sun is shining. There are also auspicious clouds, and the mist is misty, and it is exquisite and transparent everywhere. The layers of fairy beasts are flying, not showing off their might, but they have the charm of immortals.

When they arrived, the three of them climbed up the stairs. Zhou Gan looked back and saw that the third senior brother of the He family was also behind him. He blinked and grimaced at him, but no one dared to make a sound. Even when he saw his friend, he just nodded.

In the hall, each vein was arranged in the left and right directions, and the five corpses were missing. Only the heads of each peak replaced him. Qin Yu, as the senior brother, walked forward, and Zhou Gan was Song Dazhu and Lu Xiaoxian.

Zhou Gan looked around quietly. There were very few people in Qingcheng Gate, only about two or three hundred, but it was much different from the different schools.

The clouds and mist surround me, but it turned into a huge phantom, with a tall crown and a big sleeve floating, which was the head teacher Ai Ruzhen.

"I am in the middle-level demon sect's devil cave, so I'll tell you a long story. There are three things in total. One is the five-vein sword-making discussion ahead of time. According to the rotation rules, three years later, the Lun Zhi Taisu Peak will be the second thing. Ten years later, Emei will reopen the Ascension Conference. All seven sects will participate. We will invite all the people in the Taoist path to sweep away the haze of the hundred years of the right path. The third thing is, I hope you will practice diligently. Now the Taoist master has disappeared. You are also going down the mountain to accumulate external skills and kill demons and eliminate demons!"

The phantom of Ai Zhenren glanced at the man in his face with an extremely serious face: "Sixty years ago, Emei was attacked by demons. We fought for our lives to repel the enemy. In the battle of Tianmen, the mastermind's intermediate demon sect was destroyed. The demon sect was weak. It was a great opportunity to sweep away the remnants of the demon sect and cleanse the universe in one fell swoop! Be careful, do it!" The fog dissipated again and turned into rolling white waves.

Although there are only a few words, the deep meaning is revealed, and everyone in the sect feels depressed, and even when they leave, there are few words.

"Why didn't my elder brother go with us?" Lu Xiaoxian said dissatisfiedly, driving the flying silk.

"Haha, Senior Brother has some important things, and there are still people in charge left behind in the rest of the veins." Song Dazhu explained with a silly smile.

"Anyway, it's nothing I have to do." He Hua lay lazily on the huge fairy dragon sword, bored, "It's your flying sword fairy aura that is revealed, so you've probably reached the Tiangang level, right?"

"I just practiced yesterday," Song Dazhu nodded: "How have you practiced in seclusion these days?"

"It's almost enough to be a sword."

"Oh?" He Qi said curiously: "Brother, you are progressing quite fast. You have achieved it in just half a month!"

"You don't even see how long I've been stuck here?" He Hua disagreed and turned to ask Zhou Gan: "Sixth Junior Brother, how have you practiced your primers?"

"I didn't have any reaction as the method taught by my senior brother. Maybe I don't have this talent!" Zhou Gan smiled bitterly.

"Ha! The sword immortal's mistress, primers, sword control, and transformation, primers are the least talented. If you don't believe me, ask the second senior brother, he can use the Qingyun Heart Sutra on the first day to practice the Qingyun Heart Sutra, and I have been practicing it for more than a year before I can practice it!" He Qi retorted.

"As long as you combine your energy and spirit and have no other thoughts in your mind, you can succeed. It's not difficult," Song Dazhu explained.

"I heard from Senior Sister Liu that this level is simpler for the stupider person. Senior Sister Xiaoxian has also taken a lot of effort to practice it!" Lu Xiaoxian leaned into Zhou Gan's ear and said mysteriously.

The escape light descended in front of the Baiyu Cave. He Qin, He Qi and He Hua, three of them, were playing crazy when the eldest brother was away. The second brother became a fool in his cultivation and went to seclusion again. Lu Xiaoxian wanted to play for a while, but it was already dark and he had to say goodbye.

Zhou Gan practiced his mind diligently during his day, and was already exhausted. He entered the jade house and lay on the bed. He fell asleep in a short while. Those with profound Taoism could have no use of sleep, but Zhou Gan practiced Taoism was still shallow and could not reach this point.

In my dream, Zhou Gan wandered in Luodu City, quietly, and the streets and alleys were silent. After walking for an hour or two, I couldn't remember it clearly. I don't know when I came to Hu'er's mansion, beside the bronze lacquered door, an old man stood on his back, looking very familiar, like a dead housekeeper Sun. He hurriedly walked up and patted his shoulder. Old Sun for the first time-

His eyes were replaced by a blood hole, his face turned pale, and there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, saying, "Young Master, why don't you go in and sit when you go home? Miss Zhao'er is still waiting for you!"

Zhou Gan was shocked and wanted to pull his hand away, but found that Lao Sun was holding it tightly. Many servants and maids came nearby, with their eyes falling into blood and their faces full of smiles.

"Young Master is back!"

"Young Master, I am Yun'er!"

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!!"

"Young Master!!!"

"Ah!" Zhou Gan suddenly woke up, sweating profusely, his right hand unconsciously waved, and the innate Taiqing Fairy air flowed. A cushion in front of the bed was not under force, but it was bounced out a foot away.
Chapter completed!