"Hehe." Bi Qianwan didn't dare to talk too much after all, and then said, "That's good, but it's too rare. The steamed buns in your hands are also good."

"Rootless noodles? What is that?" Ji Wuli took a bite of the steamed bun, and it was tasteless and tasteless, and it seemed to be no different from ordinary steamed buns.

Bi Qianwan said: "Rootless flour is flour ground with rootless spiritual wheat. This kind of spiritual wheat is grown without soil, and it is all watered with spiritual water. The rootless flour is indeed mediocre, but eating it for a long time is of great benefit to practice."

"So that's it, I've been taught." Ji Wuli thought that the sects of practice were indeed different, and it was extremely unusual for every meter to every side.

Ji Wuli ate two buns and half of Waga. The excess half was put into Ji Wuli's pocket in order to prevent Waga from being hungry at night.

After the meal, the two went back together. Ji Wuli was not familiar with Cuixu Sect at all. Although Hua Ruyan told him some of the situation inside the Sect, he did not say it in detail. Therefore, Ji Wuli asked Bi Qianwan many questions along the way.

Although Cuixu Sect is not considered the top cultivation sect in Dulingzhou, it is also of great strength. The most special thing about Cuixu Sect is that there are a large number of female cultivators in the sect, which is almost the same as the number of male cultivators; while the other major sects except Qingqiu Cave are all men and few women, and some sects even have no female cultivators in a hundred. As for Qingqiu Cave, there are only female cultivators due to their skills.

The disciples of the Cuixu Sect need to first understand the "Purple Court Sutra", "Cuixu Chapter" and "The Song of the Great Dao", and can also practice various magic. The disciple's cultivation will be assessed every year, and the annual assessment will be in early February of spring. As for the assessment content, it will vary from person to person based on the length of time the disciple enters and the depth of the cultivation level. If there is no accident, the next February, the next year will also be assessed.

When he was about to reach the courtyard where Bi Qianwan lived, Ji Wuli asked, "Senior Brother Bi, when I was at the foot of the mountain, I saw a 'Cuixu Temple', which enshrines the Taoist statue of Master Zixu. Later, I heard that there was a haunted place. Do you know what was going on?"

"Is that one in Cuixu City?" Bi Qianwan was not surprised and said again: "That Taoist temple was built by an outer disciple of our sect a hundred years ago. After the death of that senior, the Taoist temple was first destroyed for a while, and later the elders in the sect suddenly had a whim to use it as a place to punish the disciples who had violated them."

"Where is punished? How do you say this?"

Bi Qianwan replied: "Some disciples who have made mistakes will be sent there and turned into mortals to worship the statue of the ancestors, and they need incense to be served day and night."

Ji Wuli was a little puzzled and asked, "What is the punishment?"

"Hehe, Junior Brother Ji doesn't understand this." Bi Qianwan said in a pretentious manner: "For us practitioners, the most important thing is naturally the practice that we must fight for every day. If you go there, you have to worship the statue of the ancestors and take care of the Taoist temple every day, how can you have time to practice?"

Ji Wuli felt that it was reasonable, and he also told the story of Cuixuguan's "haunted" and asked Bi Qianwan why.

Bi Qianwan told Ji Wuli that the dead old Taoist priest in Cuixu Temple was a disciple of Cuixu Sect who was punished by his body. "Death" was not true death, but after the penalty period, he returned to the mountain gate and left a body without a master. Although the disciple was "sinceremonious", he was a child of the immortal family, and after returning to the mountain, he left a corpse with a lot of spiritual energy after returning to the mountain. The body had no soul but had spiritual energy, so it attracted some ghosts and ghosts to come over, which was why the haunted ghosts were haunted. As for why the little Taoist priest was killed, it was probably because the spiritual energy in the temple was gradually dissipating, and the ghosts were unwilling to accept it.

Ji Wuli suddenly realized that this disciple was not clean and he shouldn't have killed many mortals.

Bi Qianwan suddenly asked, "Junior Brother Ji, do you know how far away is Cuixu City?"

Ji Wuli thought about it and said, "I don't know, I'm afraid it's thousands of miles?" He remembered that he flew through the layers of clouds and mountains on the same day, and then he arrived at Cuixu Mountain after a long time.

"Hehe, it's actually only more than thirty miles."

"Ah? Is it so close?" Ji Wuli was shocked and asked again: "Why no one in Cuixu City knows where Cuixu Mountain is?"

Bi Qianwan smiled and said, "More than a thousand years ago, a great master of our sect hid Cuixu Mountain, which mortals could not see."

Ji Wuli was shocked and could hide three towering mountains. What a big deal that he could not help but feel deep respect for the predecessor.

After walking for a while, Bi Qianwan suddenly said, "I live in that yard. My junior brother comes to sit when he has time." The two of them stopped in front of a small courtyard, where Bi Qianwan lives.

Ji Wuli nodded and said, "It's certain." He thought of Kang Xian and asked again, "Senior Brother Bi, where does that outer disciple live?"

"Just at the foot of Shihaifeng Mountain, do you have any friends in the outside world?"

"There is one who came in with me and couldn't pass the ladder, so he went to the outer door." Ji Wuli wanted to take some time to see him.

Bi Qianwan nodded and said, "Your junior brother, you can go down the mountain to take a look when you have time. However, after entering the inner disciples, you can comprehend the "Song of the Great Dao" and the "Zi Ting Sutra", but the outer disciples only have "Song of the Great Dao". The junior brother must not make his own decision to easily pass on the "Zi Ting Sutra" to others."

If Bi Qianwang didn't say it, Ji Wuli would really be able to copy a copy of the "Purple Ting Jing" to Kang Xian for no reason, so he nodded and thanked: "Senior Brother Xie, reminded me."

"Hehe, are you always so polite?" Bi Qianwan laughed and said, "Junior brother just entered the mountain gate. He doesn't understand many rules. It's okay to be careful in everything." After that, he waved his hand and returned to the yard.

After returning to the yard, he put down his wagji Wuli and began to read the "Purple Ting Sutra". He remembered that the inner disciples had three classics to read, and Hua Ruyan only gave him two books, which should be to make himself progress step by step and first comprehend these two books.

Ji Wuli concentrated on reciting, thinking while reading, and gradually realized that there were some methods in the "Purple Ting Sutra" that teach people how to exercise qi and exercise. Ji Wuli used qi according to the law, and there was a special breath slowly moving in the meridians in his body. Although no one told him, he knew that this was the spiritual power, or magic power that a monk should have.

Ji Wuli was very happy and thought that he had finally embarked on the path of immortal cultivation. Although his cultivation was shallow or non-existent at this time, if he persisted in practicing, he would definitely achieve something.

In fact, Ji Wuli had some magic power in his body after eating the mysterious "Immortal Peach". Moreover, the meridians and bones in his body were much more smooth than those of the junior monks. The progress of cultivation was much faster than that of ordinary people, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a thousand miles a day. Of course Ji Wuli didn't know these.

The entire "Zi Ting Jing" is only more than 3,000 words. That night, Ji Wuli read it from beginning to end, and before going to bed, he remembered it in his heart without missing a word.

Before dawn the next day, Ji Wuli heard a melodious bell sound. After turning over and getting up, he heard many disciples walking outside. Ji Wuli didn't know what happened, but he put on his clothes and left the yard, and Liu Waga was still sleeping soundly.

After leaving the door, he called a senior brother of the same sect to ask why Zhongsheng was. The disciple looked at Ji Wuli and saw him in person, he explained that this was the morning class order of the three generations of disciples of Cuixu Sect, and all the three generations of disciples were going to the place where Zhongsheng was to listen to the class. Ji Wuli thanked him and followed him.

Going all the way up to the top of Shihai Peak. There is a large flat land at the top of the peak, where hundreds of disciples have gathered here. To the north of the flat ground is a stone platform several meters wide, with three elders standing on it, one of which is Jin Jiuhuan, who Ji Wuli had seen. A huge golden bell was hanging out of nowhere on the side of the stone platform, without any worries, and it was so magical.

Ji Wuli looked around and found Yao Wuling and Bi Qianwan's figure. Looking at the other three generations of disciples, most of them were young men and women in their early twenties and thirties, but there were also some elderly people with white hair and long beards and beating their chests.

After waiting for a while, the rising sun gradually rose above the peak, thousands of golden light poured down, and the surrounding clouds and mist were coated with a layer of light gold. The clouds on the mountain were simmering and beautiful, and the beauty was endless.

Ji Wuli was thinking about what magic to learn today, but suddenly he heard someone call him, "Junior Brother Ji, come here." Not far away, Bi Qianwan saw Ji Wuli and waved to him to come.

After Ji Wuli came over, Bi Qianwan pointed to the people around him and said, "Junior Brother Ji, these three are all fellow brothers who are the same masters as me. Let me introduce them to you."

Among the three, the tall one with a simple face was Bu Feng; the one with a somewhat vulgar appearance was Tang Hao; the other one was red but had green hair, named Fei Zhuli. Ji Wuli greeted the three of them, and then reported his name, and then looked at Fei Zhuli curiously. His green hair was really weird.

Bu Feng was more enthusiastic and greeted him politely; Tang Hao responded lightly without replying; and Fei Zhuliu also looked at Ji Wuli curiously, and after a while, he asked: "Junior Brother Ji, are you the disciple of Master Hua?" His eyes turned around as he spoke.

He couldn't guess what Fei Zhuli was thinking, so he just nodded and admitted. Fei Zhuli was quite business-oriented and whispered strange laughter, which made Ji Wuli inexplicable, but it was inconvenient to ask.

"Junior Brother Ji, I forgot to tell you yesterday that our three generations of disciples need to come to the top of the peak for morning classes on the first day of each month, and there will be a second generation of seniors who will teach us magic, hehe." Today happened to be the beginning of the month, and Bi Qianwan did not remind Ji Wuli, and was a little apologized.

Ji Wuli nodded and asked, "What will you teach today?"

Bi Qianwan shook his head and said, "I don't know, let's take a look later."

"Okay." Ji Wuli thought about it and suddenly asked again: "The disciples in the field have first and second. Can disciples like me who are learning the magic that their elders have taught before?"

"Haha, Master Jian is too worried. The morning class teaches some simple magic. If you want to learn, we can teach you, and of course you can also ask Uncle Hua for advice." The honest Bu Feng spoke.

"Then thank Senior Brother Bu."

At this moment, the bell that had already stopped ringing three times, and the disciples in the field stopped talking and stood solemnly. Ji Wuli stood upright and looked at the stage.

A tall middle-aged Taoist priest on the stage cleared his throat, scanned the scene and said loudly: "I guess everyone loves the magic you want to teach today, and you are not afraid that you will not listen carefully, hehe." As soon as the words were finished, the disciples in the stage began to discuss and guess what magic they would learn today.
Chapter completed!