Mu Feihuang's confession brought Xiao Qiu far beyond his own imagination. The next day, Xiao Qiu first asked Chen Hao and Daliang Chen Xiuming to persuade the two to concentrate on their practice and not participate in his plan to climb to the top. "Your practice has achieved some success in the beginning, and you should persist and not delay it for any reason."

Such words surprised the two good friends, but they could not disagree. Daliang opened his mouth and said inconclusively: "It won't take long, your physical strength will be restored. Can't you climb up today?"

Chen Hao thought more, "Did you hear any rumors?"

Xiaoqiu shook his head. After talking to Langzi Mu Feihuang last night, he realized for the first time that he was too selfish and just wanted to pull his friends forward, but ignored everyone's true wishes. Not everyone can accept the art of defiance of the heavens. In fact, most people prefer the method of following the heavens. On the next road, there will be more companions, and more guidance and protection.

Meng Yuanhou was lonely among the sects, and Xiaoqiu thought that he should be the same.

"I fell down from the mountain yesterday not only because of fatigue. I don't know why, Yangshen Peak has no magic stop, but it is harder to climb than Laozu Peak. I have to find the reason first and find a way to solve it. It may take a long time, so you don't have to accompany me."

"It's been a long time?" Daliang disagreed, "It's not necessary. Don't you just want to know your achievements in your practice? You can... ask Lin Duzhi, and he will definitely be willing to check it for you."

"I may use the mind control technique to check my practice, and I don't want anything to enter my heart anymore."

Chen Hao and Daliang both remembered Xiaoqiu's talk about this, and Daliang came up with another solution: "Brother Xiaoqiu, you can wait until the end of the month. You have learned the way to maintain your thoughts. The next Sizu Riliu Light Treasure Mirror will definitely be able to make an appraisal for you."

Xiaoqiu lowered his head and thought for a while, and when he looked up, his eyes became firm. "In my heart, that is already two things. Since the goal of reaching the top is born, we should not give up casually. Mengdu's teachings have been thinking about it for a hundred years. I hope that when he comes out, he will still see a disciple learning his 'God of Defiance'."

"You don't owe him anything." Chen Hao was puzzled.

"Yes. Besides, Mengdu Sect is not here, you don't even know what the art of defiance of heaven is - is climbing a mountain to defiance of heaven?" Daliang was even more puzzled.

Xiaoqiu felt it was difficult to explain. Indeed, without Meng Yuanhou, he had only a vague concept of the art of defiance of heaven and could not find a specific method of cultivation, but he knew one thing, and he would soon forget Meng Yuanhou's teachings according to the method of following the heaven; he could not explain to his two friends that in the cave of thought, he received guidance and help from Meng Du Cult from beginning to end. Even if it was really just a dream, the two of them already had a master-disciple friendship.

"Let me try it alone," he said, with a little pleading, "if you don't finish it, you won't even sleep."

Chen Hao and Daliang looked at each other and saw worries and doubts in each other's eyes. Such persistence is not a good sign.

In order to make friends feel at ease, Xiaoqiu made a promise, "After reaching the top, I will not make any trouble, and devote all my thoughts to my practice."

It would be easier for Xiaoqiu to face other partners in Yelin Town. They were eager to return to their usual path of cultivation. Mu Feihuang stood at the end and was very nervous. Seeing that Xiaoqiu did not mention the leak in the end, he breathed a sigh of relief and showed a grateful look.

Only Fangfang's attitude was different. After listening to Xiaoqiu's suggestion, she did not agree, but said lightly: "I have my method of practice. I will choose whether to be contrary or to be astray. You don't have to worry about it."

Then she suddenly became serious, "Yesterday you pretended to chant a spell to deceive Zhou Ping, leaving him with a flaw. What if he was not fooled, what would you do? Give up or be beaten?"

Xiaoqiu scratched her head, but she didn't expect Fangfang to blame him for this incident. "It's hard to think too thoughtful in advance like fighting."

In the evening of that day, the boys in Yelin Town did not see Xiaoqiu climbing, and the number of other disciples also decreased significantly. Everyone’s thoughts were similar: everyone in the same town focused on their practice, why did they waste their time?

More than ten audiences were kept to support their disciples. Xiaoqiu thought they were here to come and see the joke at first, but they actually climbed the mountain with him. After climbing twenty or thirty feet, a disciple closest to Xiaoqiu said: "Mengdu Sect once taught me, and I was really impressed. If he was still there, he would definitely support you to climb Yangshen Peak. He liked to let his disciples challenge everything that could not be possible."

"Thank you." Xiaoqiu said, very happy that he still remembers Meng Yuanhou's disciples like him.

The disciple nodded politely, "But I'm going down, the technique of defiance of heaven is not suitable for me, but I hope you can succeed. Really, Yangshen Peak is like a pool of stagnant water. The Mengdu Sect once tried its best to stir it up. If he is not here, it depends on you." After that, he pulled the vine down the mountain and quickly disappeared into the night at the foot of the mountain.

Xiaoqiu continued to climb upwards. After about a hundred feet, he began to feel difficulty breathing and his hands and feet were sore. This was also a strange thing. The Old Ancestor Peak was even higher, and Xiaoqiu was not tired even if he climbed eight thousand steps.

Another disciple Liuyang heard the voice of a voice from a distance: "The air is getting thinner and thinner, and Yangshen Peak is not something that ordinary disciples can climb up. Let's go down."

Xiaoqiu insisted on climbing a few feet longer, but that's all. He could fight against physical fatigue, but he couldn't deal with the less air, so he had to go down the mountain.

Xiaoqiu did not give up. From then on, he practiced normally during the day and always tried it after dinner. At first, there were disciples who were staying at him to climb with him. Occasionally, curious people came to watch it. After five days, only Xiaoqiu was left.

Climbing a mountain alone, falling down alone, and looking up alone, it is always a height of more than a hundred feet. It is difficult to move forward any further. Xiaoqiu knew that there must be some way to overcome the thin air. In a morning's concentrated thought class, Xiaoqiu asked everyone for help.

"The air is thin? This is indeed a problem." Lin Sa can make two voices at the same time, one is chanting scriptures to help the disciples practice, and the other is talking to Xiaoqiu. Only the two of them are still awake in the entire Sizu Hall. "For those who are in the Three Fields, this is not a problem. Even if there are various restrictions on Yangshen Peak, he can store some air and climb the mountain. You are now..."

"Lin Du Sect, can you help me check my practice?" Xiao Qiu would rather accept the influence of the mind control technique. He wanted to know if he had the strength.

Lin Sa smiled and shook his head, "Unless you have the permission of the master or the head, you can't check the disciple's practice at will. Wait a little longer. You will know on the next day of the ancestor thinking. Liuguang Treasure Mirror will not be silent again."

Although he did not receive specific help, Xiaoqiu remembered a sentence that he began to "storage air" as much as possible, and indeed climbed higher, but he could only move forward more than 200 feet. He had to leave some air down the mountain, otherwise he would faint and fall directly to the ground.

More than twenty days later, Xiaoqiu still failed to go further, and he was no longer the focus of his disciples. Everyone was used to his strange behavior. People who disdained him claimed that Mu Xingqiu had signs of being possessed by the demon, while more people ignored his climbing with an attitude of not being concerned about his own affairs.

In the last few days of this year, another thing stirred up the entire Yangshen Peak, which had a greater impact than everything Xiaoqiu had done so far - the new disciples of the other eight Daotongs are coming to Guanxiang's ancestors and confirmed their inheritance.

Liuyang disciples have had experience and rarely talked about this. "Every January, the new disciples of the Eight Daotong will take turns to visit Pangshan to worship their ancestors. They only stay for three days. They are not restricted by Yangshen Peak and can leave at any time. So you must seize the opportunity and make more friends. Remember to keep your eyes open, otherwise you will regret it."

Someone understood and laughed, but those disciples who were still young were confused, "As the same Taoist disciples, what can I see?"

The older disciple Liujiao showed an unprecedented smile and refused to give an answer in public. Not long after, the answer spread through various rumors: the Luanjingshan in the Nine Great Daotong has always only accepted female disciples, and has very high requirements for appearance.

"It will definitely dazzle you." This is the same conclusion as all the rumors.

Not all disciples were interested in this. After Xiaoqiu heard that Luanjing Mountain, he first thought of it as Grandma Feng. He found Fangfang, "Grandma Feng is a disciple of Luanjing Mountain. I heard what the master said on the ancestor's peak."

"Grandma Feng, it's a pity that she won't come." Fangfang missed the short and fat old woman very much. She still kept her handwritten letters. They were originally written to acquaintances in Xijiecheng, but Fangfang and Xiaoqiu failed to do as planned.

"If you really want to see Grandma Feng, I would like to ask her. She is obviously a Taoist priest and has lived in Yelin Town for many years. Why don't you remind everyone before the arrival of the Demon Seed?" Xiao Qiu said angrily. In fact, he was also very grateful to Grandma Feng, but the slow progress of climbing the mountain recently made him in a bad mood.

Rumors about the riots of the riots of Jingshan are getting more and more popular, and there have been several disputes between male and female disciples. Finally, in a class, Lin Ducai had to take up the time to concentrate on thinking and reminded the disciples: "The rumors this year are too much, especially for keeping disciples. You are not in the first year of Yangshen Peak. You should understand the rules, but instead add fuel to the rumors, which really disappoints me."

Lin Sa is the most kind person who teaches him. Occasionally, he becomes harsh and the effect is very obvious. Many male disciples blushed and dare not look directly at him.

"I am not qualified to say three or four things to other Taoist sects." Lin Sa's tone already had a judgmental meaning, "But I want to remind you that the practice method of Luanjingshan is completely different from other Taoist sects. Since you are disciples of Pangshan, don't be half-hearted, it's best to keep a distance from the guests."

Perhaps because he felt that these words were not clear enough, Lin Sa added, "The farther away, the better. You are still children, and you are far from contact with the mortal world and the Taoist world."

Without the last sentence, Lin Du Cult's reminder would be more effective. As a result, at lunch that day, the new disciples were asking about what "Fanyuan" and "Daoyuan" were.

Xiaoqiu is another exception. While eating, he thought about another thing: I wonder if Luanjing Mountain, which only accepts female disciples, is related to the interrupted inheritance with only twenty-nine female Taoist priests?
Chapter completed!