The Ten Directions of Heaven and Earth

In the room, Yang Xiaoran became even more anxious and uneasy, and did not dare to tell him about the Qi-Entraining Technique. He only said, "I swear, I did only pass on two sets of introductory mental techniques to him, but this person...this person Maybe he had a better understanding of it himself, or Huang Ying'er had taught him the secret skill. After saying that, he lowered his head and secretly watched Zhao Ying'er's expression change from the corner of his eye.

To this day, he doesn't dare to say the Qi Entrainment Technique, so he can only say this, hoping to be able to fool him. The pressure on Lou Qingshan in front of him is too great. He can crush him with one finger. It would not be too much to break him.

"snort!"

Zhao Ying'er snorted coldly, thinking of Huang Ying'er and the others, a cold light flashed in her eyes. Lou Qingshan frowned slightly and pressed her shoulder, "Don't worry, I will handle this matter." At this point, he said again He looked at the anxious Yang Xiaoran next to him, "Are you that person's apprentice brother?"

"Exactly...exactly." Yang Xiaoran's body trembled, and he quickly cupped his hands and said, "Senior Brother, if you ask me anything, just ask, and Junior Brother will definitely do it."

"Yes." Lou Qingshan nodded slightly and said, "This matter is not your fault, so there is no need to panic."

"Yes... yes." Yang Xiaoran secretly wiped away a cold sweat, his heart still in a state of confusion. People on Qifeng always speak in unpredictable ways. Who knows what this sentence means.

Zhao Ying'er glanced at him bitterly, but since Lou Qingshan said that just now, she couldn't continue to question him, but she couldn't just let this matter go.

After a while, Lou Qingshan smiled softly, looked at her and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this matter for now. There is something more important, which is also the reason why I came to you today. At the beginning of next month, it is the time of every Jiazi Xuan Qing Ceremony."

"oh……"

As if somewhat unexpectedly, Zhao Ying'er did not look very happy. Instead, she pouted and glanced at him with a resentful look, "These are all your Qifeng affairs. What does they have to do with our Yangguan disciples..."

Lou Qingshan knew she would say this, so he shook his head and smiled, "This time it's not just a grand ceremony, but also seven lords accepting disciples, which is very rare, so this time, the disciples of Yangguan and Xuanguan can also go to the main peak to watch. In addition, I will tell Master that I will try to get him to take you into Xuanyang Peak."

"Xuan... Xuanyang Peak."

Zhao Ying'er wondered if she had heard wrongly and worshiped Xuanyang Peak... She currently did not dare to expect to be able to become the direct disciple of the seven lords, but being able to worship Xuanyang Peak was already something that the disciples below would not even dare to think about. Something to think about.

"Of course." Lou Qingshan smiled softly, "With my junior sister's qualifications, I can naturally worship Xuanyang Peak. I will try my best to tell Master, don't worry."

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Zhao Ying'er couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart, thinking over and over again in her mind, worship at Xuanyang Peak, worship at Xuanyang Peak...

Yang Xiaoran stood aside and did not dare to speak. After a long time, Zhao Ying'er slowly calmed down. When she looked at him, her face turned cold again, "Go back and do what I say. I will Find a way for you to enter the Medicine Refining Peak."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoran immediately felt as if he had escaped a disaster, and quickly raised his hand, "So, I'm sorry for you, Junior Sister..." At this point, he noticed that the other party's eyes were cold, and he immediately changed his words and said, "Senior Sister."

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All dharma originally had the same source, or it may have reached the same destination through different paths. It was only because of the estrangement between people in the world that there were differences in sects and different cultivation methods, and later on, the distinction between good and evil was born.

Even so, since ancient times, it has been rare for a person to study in multiple sects at the same time. Unless he is extremely talented, he will not be able to play any role, and he is often in danger of going astray. Therefore, all the major sects of Xuanmen and the righteous path regard this as a problem. It is a big taboo that even the seven Xuanqing meridians are not allowed to pass on the secrets and secrets to each other.

And even if there are many strange people in ancient and modern times who want to practice the righteous Taoism method and the evil way, it is tantamount to pulling chestnuts from the fire. Most of them will either lose their mind and go crazy or die suddenly.

The moonlight was thick tonight. Yichen sat on the bed and practiced the cultivation methods taught by Senior Weibo for several more weeks. However, he vaguely felt a little strange why Senior Weibo taught him this set of mysterious skills. , completely contrary to the formula Yang Xiaoran gave him?

No, no, no...

Yichen shook his head vigorously. Yang Xiaoran and Zhao Wangsun were deliberately plotting against him. What good things could he pass on to him? That guy must have secretly manipulated the mental formula to make him go crazy while practicing.

Thinking like this, Yichen calmed down and circulated the profound energy in his body for several days. He didn't fall asleep until late in the morning. Before he woke up early the next morning, there was a rapid knocking sound outside the house. Door sounds.

"Who... who?"

Perhaps he was too tired from practicing these days, so he got up and went to bed sleepily. When he opened the door, he saw Yang Xiaoran standing in front of the door with a cold face, greeting, "Good morning, Senior Brother Yang, what can I do..."

Yang Xiaoran looked into his house and said after a long time, "In late autumn, there is an insect infestation in the fairy grass garden. These days, you go to the fairy grass garden to help eliminate insects and sprinkle water."

"ah?"

Yichen was confused for a long time after hearing this. All the jelly grass grown in the jelly garden were jelly grass. How could the jelly grass be infested with insects? Yang Xiaoran said, "Most of the fairy grass in the garden is sent up after autumn. You can't make any mistakes. You should prepare it quickly. I will take you there later."

"oh……"

Yichen wanted to say that he would continue to practice these days, but looking at the other party's tough attitude at the moment, he couldn't shirk it, so he had to endure the calm for a while.

After a while, the two came to the fairy grass garden in the back mountain. Yichen was stunned and speechless. He originally thought it was just a small garden, but he didn't expect that it was all over the mountain. How long would it take to get a whole mountain like this? ?

I saw some disciples in the distance already weeding and removing insects in the garden, and some were carrying water here. Yang Xiaoran pointed to a deserted hilltop, "You go over there first." After that, he came from the side again. Hand him two buckets.

"oh."

Yichen took the bucket and had no choice but to go back. He couldn't go back until dark. When he went back, he was already exhausted and almost collapsed. He didn't care about practicing, so he fell asleep.

The next day, Yang Xiaoran came to wake him up early again, as if he was afraid that he would have too much time to practice, and took him to the Fairy Grass Garden. After three days in a row, Yichen was so exhausted that he had broken muscles and bones. While practicing cultivation, I couldn’t even eat anymore, and as soon as I got back home, I just wanted to sleep.

On the fourth day, Yichen took advantage of Yang Xiaoran's departure and sat on the top of the mountain to breathe and practice. As a result, he was reported by someone unknown, causing him to be scolded, saying that if there was something wrong with these fairy grass, He couldn't afford ten lives.

Yichen couldn't express the pain in his heart, so he had to continue to work hard. The next day, another supervisor came. Anyone who dared to be lazy would inevitably be whipped. How could this still be a cultivator? It was clearly hard labor, but the supervisor even called it a beautiful name, saying that being in the Xiancao Garden was also a kind of training, and that one had to practice both internally and externally.

This went on for seven days. Yichen was exhausted every day and had no extra time or energy to practice. Cultivation was like sailing against the current. If he didn't make progress every day, he would retreat. Teaching him was really difficult. However, teaching martial arts to senior fellow apprentices at Pingyang Peak is equivalent to a master-like existence. Xuanmen values ​​​​respecting teachers and respecting the principles. If you dare to disobey, you will inevitably be punished.

That night, Yichen returned to the house. After thinking about it, he couldn't feel that something was wrong. Yang Xiaoran had always ignored him, so how could he suddenly ask him to do hard labor in the Xiancao Garden? It’s not because I want revenge for what happened in the last final exam, but because I want to never have the time and energy to practice. In this case, no matter how good the practice method is, it will be far away as time goes by. Fall behind others.

After thinking about this, Yichen gritted his teeth with hatred, "You Yang Xiaoran, you tried to kill me before but failed, now you have joined forces with the Zhao Wangsun sister and brother to punish you."

But at the moment, there is really nothing he can do. In the current situation, there is no extra energy to practice every day. Once his cultivation level falls, when Zhao Wangsun recovers, he will definitely take revenge, which will play into the opponent's plan.

Suddenly, he thought of the mysterious bronze mirror that the elder had given him before. Yes, he had been keeping this magic weapon with him these days. Now he wouldn't criticize the master, right?

Thinking of this, Yichen immediately took out the small mirror from his arms. He saw that the two sides of the bronze mirror were very simple and kept emitting a faint mysterious light. When illuminated by this mysterious light, his spirit seemed to be lifted a lot.

Yichen immediately threw the mirror into the air, and then chanted the incantation. The mirror flashed and immediately illuminated a large piece of mysterious light, shrouding his entire body in it.

"this……"

Yichen immediately felt refreshed. Under the mysterious light, it seemed as if there were countless cool streams flowing through all the acupuncture points in his body, taking away all the fatigue from a hard day's work.

"I see……"

Yichen immediately understood that the magical effect of this black bronze mirror was to drive away fatigue, whether it was fatigue after a day of hard work, fatigue from traveling thousands of miles, or fatigue caused by cultivation. Holding the mirror One shot can eliminate them all, but this may vary from person to person.

But no matter what, this mirror can at least eliminate the fatigue I feel at the moment. Just imagine, even if you are simply practicing, you will feel tired after a long time. Therefore, even if you are a person with a high level of cultivation, you have to sleep or meditate. If If you can eliminate fatigue immediately, does that mean you can avoid sleeping in the future?

Thinking of this, Yichen was very excited. He looked at the small bronze mirror floating up and down in the air as if he had found a treasure. This time he really got a good guy!

That night, he took advantage of the magic of the black bronze mirror to practice. Every hour, whenever he was tired, he would take a look in the mirror. This way until dawn, he pretended to go to bed to rest, waiting for Yang Xiaoran to come. Call him.