Two years, the extremely short period of Taoist sect was enough to change the appearance of countless people.

Xiaoqiu suddenly opened his eyes and saw the gentle snowflakes slowly landing. A thin layer had accumulated on the ground. Another year was about to pass. In another eleven months, he would end his practice at Yangshen Peak and go to a certain subject he liked. Under the guidance of the first seat, he condensed Qi into a pill and learned real magic.

Mu Xingqiu, a disciple of Pangshan who was once considered the most troublesome, became "honest" after visiting Laozu Peak in Huotong Santian: he got up on time every day, had a meal without any stagnation, and continued to concentrate in the morning, and he studied hard in the afternoon, and never went to climb mountains in the evening, but did late work like other disciples.

The only difference is that he doesn't like practicing martial arts alone in the house. He will definitely run to the half moon forest three times in the morning, noon and evening. He will first practice a set of weird bone-forging fists, and then sit on the big stone to think about it.

He jumped to the ground, raised his hand to dust off the snowflakes on his head and shoulders, and prepared to go to the dining room for breakfast. He ran into his fellow villager Guan Jinwu before he could walk far away.

Guan Jinwu is thin and small, with a tall bun and a long hairpin. His compact facial features always look thoughtful and serious, and he is a bit ridiculous. However, his obsession with cultivation is sincere, but his progress is not very fast. It took more than two years to open his orifices and belong to the upper level among all his disciples. This made him very anxious and often pestered Xiaoqiu to ask questions.

"Brother Xiaoqiu, have you finished your work early?" Guan Jinwu followed Xiaoqiu closely and continued on his own without waiting for Xiaoqiu to reply. "Tell me about the feeling of "Santian Huotong". I feel like I am about to open up the lower dantian."

"Don't worry, the time comes, I will help you pass the level." Xiaoqiu didn't hate Guan Jinwu, but he said the same words too many times, and he felt it was a bit redundant.

"But I'm still not at ease. Tell me something, I can feel much more at ease." Guan Jinwu admitted that he was thinking too much, but he just couldn't correct it.

"Okay." Xiaoqiu nodded helplessly. Sometimes he likes Guan Jinwu's seriousness. Daliang is also enlightened but has not passed the level yet, but he is not in a hurry at all, and is even very satisfied.

"The lower dantian is where the Qi Sea is located, and the inner elixir will stay here in the future. After the openness, it can accommodate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and possess mysterious power."

"Yes." Although he was familiar with this introduction, Guan Jinwu still listened very seriously.

"People who first enter the lower dantian often make a mistake, absorbing too much spiritual energy and having nowhere to vent it. It's like a dam, which stores too much water, causing the dam to be destroyed and people to die."

"Yeah, I will never make this mistake."

"The catastrophe of the lower dantian is called the Dijie. At that time, spiritual energy will pour in in large quantities. The seven orifices must be opened to ensure that there is in and out. The most important thing is that the body cannot move, and all previous efforts will be wasted once it moves."

"Yeah, yeah, don't move.

"The Jiang Palace in the middle dantian reflects the seven orifices and communicates with the world, and can temporarily accommodate excess spiritual energy. After the golden elixir is condensed, it is necessary to cast magic through the Jiang Palace. Those who pass the level are very likely to be uneasy, which is a taboo for those who practice Taoism. Only by thinking can they protect themselves. The Jiang Palace's catastrophe is also called Ze Jiao, which is exactly the opposite of the Earth Jiao. The spiritual energy in the body is constantly leaking from the Jiang Palace. If it cannot be stopped, all previous efforts will be wasted. When passing the calamity, you must close the seven orifices, and the turtle breathing for several hours or even several days."

"It's really difficult." Guan Jinwu sighed. Although he had not even reached the lower dantian, he was already worried. "I really hope that like Brother Xiaoqiu, I have dreamed and passed through several disasters. Everyone was so envious of them when they said it."

Xiaoqiu smiled. He hoped to survive the disaster like an ordinary disciple, and felt more at ease. "You have the care of the city, which is much safer than dreaming."

"Yes, there is still Niwan Palace left and didn't say anything."

Xiao Qiu let out a breath, "The Shangdantian Niwan Palace is where the soul of the ancestors live. Those who are open can open the heavenly eyes, look directly at the secret text of the Great Dao, and look at the spiritual energy. The catastrophe of the Niwan Palace is called the heavenly tribulation. The last of the three fields is the most difficult catastrophe. The half-open one opens the Wuwei Tianwei, like a person's eyes are blurred, and everything is not clear. Those who are fully open the unblemished heavenly eyes, and everything is in their eyes."

Xiaoqiu stopped talking. Guan Jinwu knew what was going on and asked in a low voice: "Brother Xiaoqiu, you still can't remember how you survived the heavenly tribulation in your dream?"

Xiaoqiu couldn't remember. In the past two years, he remembered most of the scenes of the cave and thought about the past, and the process of several disasters was vivid in his mind. Only he could not remember how the heavenly tribulation of Niwan Palace in the last few days was spent.

Liuguang Baojian admitted that Xiaoqiu had already understood the three fields, but he knew that his heavenly tribulation was not complete, and he was still the only one of the Wuwei Heavenly Eye, rather than the higher level of the unblemished Heavenly Eye, because he still couldn't see the small characters in the ancestor's tower.

"It doesn't matter if you can't remember it. You have already overcome the disaster anyway." Guan Jinwu comforted him, suddenly remembering something, and said happily: "Brother Xiaoqiu, have you heard of it? Zhou Ping failed to pass the disaster and was sent to the 'Zhiyi Institute'. Haha, this time, no wonder others disturbed him, it was because he was incompetent."

"What do he do if others do?" Xiao Qiu said lightly. Zhou Ping was always worried about the defeat in the martial arts competition, but he learned the lesson and no longer provoked in person. He just secretly created rumors, claiming that Xiao Qiu was helping the magic seed and passed the level. The truth was revealed sooner or later, and the master would take away the Taoist root.

In the past two years, Xiaoqiu has never fought with anyone, and has been dedicated to practicing, and has no longer even thought about the truth about Yangshen Peak. He only occasionally feels the ubiquitous pulling power, and the price is that he prefers to the method of following the heavens in his practice. The technique of going against the heavens is really too difficult, and he cannot get the guidance of the Master Teaching.

Seeing that Xiaoqiu was not interested, Guan Jinwu immediately changed the topic, "I don't know what the Xindu teaches today. Don't be like Wudu teaches. Even chanting scriptures is stumbling, so we can't think about it."

There are many rumors about the coming Xindu Education. It is said that it was invited from other Taoist priests to teach the Taoist priests that Pang Shan is not good at. Xiao Qiu had nothing to say about this, just said no.

In the dining room, Daliang waved to Xiaoqiu, and others were waiting for the meal silently. Only he jumped up and down and said loudly: "The female disciples in Luanjingshan are coming again. I don't know how this group is going this year, but last year was average."

In two years, Daliang has grown into a tall and strong fifteen-year-old boy. He once focused on his practice and worked harder than most people. He successfully opened his seven orifices. However, in the past ten months, he has made no progress in his practice, so he was depressed for more than half a year, and then he became a different person - completely giving up his pursuit of practice.

Shen Hao, who was sitting opposite, sneered, his eyes became longer and his people became silent. He had already opened his lower dantian and Jianggong, and had successfully overcome the ground and two disasters. He was striving to conquer Niwan Palace with all his might, but people like Guan Jinwu dared not ask him casually, "You are really not in a hurry, you have the time to pay attention to the Luanjing Mountain."

"What's the point? At worst, you can go to the Yiyong Institute. You can still support your family by learning skills. Maybe you can be sent to the capital to do things, that's even better." Unlike those disciples who were forced to go to the Yiyong Institute, Daliang was pleased with this. This was a new goal he arranged for himself.

The other teenagers in Yelin Town were in the same condition as those in Daliang: they had already opened their brains, but they had not made any greater progress for a long time, and they were swaying between persistence and giving up.

Chen Hao shook his head helplessly, feeling that Daliang had a bad head, and said to Xiaoqiu: "Have you heard about Zhou Ping?"

Xiaoqiu sat next to Daliang, "He is too anxious."

"He has been at Yangshen Peak for five years and has to hurry. Also, Xin Youtao was also sent to the Zhiyong Institute."

"Xin Youtao?" Xiaoqiu was a little surprised. He hadn't asked the prince for advice for a long time. "Hasn't he already opened up the lower Dantian and Jianggong?"

"Fake it." Chen Hao said coldly. His bad impression of Xin Youtao had never changed. "He actually secretly brought in a few talismans. Whenever his practice stagnates, he would use one to get through the clues. He was discovered by Duoshi last night and sent him away directly."

"Can you even pass the secret? "Xiaoqiu finds it incredible, "Can you recognize Liuguang Baojian?"

"Who knows that talismans have their own miraculous effects. Xin Youtao must have brought a lot from the palace, but unfortunately he could deceive him for a while but not for a lifetime."

Xin Youtao was not favored in the palace, and Xiaoqiu knew very well about this, but he didn't say much.

Daliang didn't care about Xin Youtao. He thought about everything after leaving Yangshen Peak. "Today, everyone who came here teaches Taoist subjects that Pangshan did not have. I hope it is Yin-Yang subjects. It is said that ordinary people like Yin-Yang Taoist priests the most, fortune telling, guarding, and building houses. They have to look for them. 'When the gold mouth is opened, gold and silver are brought,' they are talking about Yin-Yang Taoist priests."

The disciples at the table were laughing. The more others practiced, the clearer they were, the less desire they were. Only Daliang was the exception. Since he had cut off the thought of condensed Qi and forming a pill, he couldn't wait to return to the secular life. "What are you laughing at?" He said loudly with some anger, "When I live in the big house and eat meat every meal, and when you fail to survive the disaster, you will know who has the foresight."

The seven young men in Yelin Town are already old disciples. No matter what Daliang says, there will be no one like Zhou Ping in the dining room to scold him.

On the way to Sizu Hall together, Chen Hao walked beside Xiaoqiu and whispered: "You should take time to help Fangfang. She has been experiencing the lower dantian for almost half a year and has not made any progress."

"I can't help with this kind of thing, and Fangfang has his own ideas." Xiaoqiu was not worried about Fangfang at all. They didn't have many opportunities to meet in private, but he knew that Fangfang would definitely understand the three fields, but the difference between sooner or later. She would be a great female Taoist priest in the future. This is undoubtedly true. At the same age of fourteen or five, her understanding of many methods of practice has far exceeded that of her peers. Xiaoqiu sometimes even wants to seek help from her.

"Don't you want to go to the ancestor's peak with Fangfang?" Chen Hao was a little confused, "You will leave after three years."

Xiaoqiu smiled, "Don't worry, there's about a year left. Fangfang is moving step by step. Maybe when the Qi is condensed into a pill, she is faster than us."

In Sizu Hall, Xiaoqiu and Fangfang nodded to each other. Most days, this is the only way for the two to communicate.

Hundreds of disciples had already sat on the cushion, and Xiaoqiu was no longer the last one. Behind him, the new disciples who had just entered Yangshen Peak for a month were whispering to the new Dushu Sect.

Xindujiao appeared on time, his voice gentle as the spring breeze blows on his face, and all the disciples couldn't help but look back.

Many disciples actually knew her.

"My name is Sun Yulu, I came from the Luanjing Mountain. It is your Lanzhu Department. In the next year, you will follow me to learn about the method of restraining the soul and studying the soul. However, the old rules remain unchanged, and you still have to think about practicing in the morning."

Sun Yulu's skill in chanting scriptures was very good. Pang Shan disciple, who knew very little about the Lanzhu School, quickly threw away his curiosity and entered a state of indulgence.

Xiaoqiu's thoughts are already very skilled and can continue throughout the morning without interruption, but today it is a bit strange. He tried several times but couldn't clear his thoughts.

Sun Yulu walked up to him, spoke in two voices, and asked while reciting scriptures: "Genius disciples are always so popular. Have you figured out which subject to go?"

Xiaoqiu was stunned and didn't understand what his choice had to do with the teachings from the Luanjing Mountain.

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