I can add one every day

Just one stick of incense passed, the door opened, and Zhou Qingyuan walked out of the Taoist temple. Without deliberately concealing his spiritual power, Chongxu Taoist sensed it immediately.

"Have you finished practicing?"

"Yes, it's done. It's quite simple."

Chongxu Taoist raised his eyebrows slightly, and heard his disciple ask: "What's the next chapter?"

"Don't you need to rest for a while? Be careful not to sink into the rapidly growing spiritual power."

"With this little spiritual power, you just didn't reach it?"

One stick of incense was enough for Chongxu Taoist to adjust his mood. At this time, he was not surprised by Zhou Qingyuan's words. Although he had just accepted this disciple not long ago, he felt that he had understood his temperament.

This person has a bit of the flavor of the Taoist master when he was young.

Chongxu's mouth corners were slightly raised, "I've prepared everything for you." As he said, he took out three Taoist scrolls in succession and handed them to Zhou Qingyuan.

"This is the cultivation method corresponding to the middle three heavens. I'll just give it to you. When you finish it, ask me for it.

But do you really not need me to give you any advice?"

Seeing Zhou Qingyuan just silently accept it and return to the hall to browse again, Chongxu Taoist suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

According to his apprentice's inhuman progress, he might really be able to catch up with this Reader Ceremony. But... since Zhou Qingyuan has this potential, does he still need to participate in this bullshit ceremony?

Chongxu's mind flashed with various thoughts, and finally came to one.

What to do in the end still depends on what realm Zhou Qingyuan can cultivate to in one breath and when he will reach a bottleneck.

If there is no more progress to make and the time is right, it is not a bad idea to let him participate in this ceremony.

"Venerable, you are back."

"Well, everything is fine?"

"No problem, Venerable, and there is another new bamboo growing taller in the bamboo sea."

"Very good." The monk in the cassock smiled kindly and went straight to the Buddhist temple where the precious light was scattered.

In the deepest part of the tall and magnificent Buddhist temples, a bamboo sea is rooted here, extending a deep path. On both sides are countless stone statues with compassionate expressions. On the ground in front of them, mysterious runes are flashing with green light, forming a large formation together, hiding everything inside.

The figure of the monk in cassock appeared in front of the path and walked in with a smile.

He passed through the long sea of ​​trees, passed through two small and one large triple warnings, and finally wrapped himself with mental power, just passing through the barrier of the same nature as himself, without a single gap, eliminating the possibility of anything entering with him.

"Beast! You beasts! Thief bald donkey, you will die!"

"You still have the energy to curse? You are really energetic."

The monk in cassock Yuan Jing didn't care about the curse at all, and ignored the chanter who was hung in the air by silk threads and cursed him.

His target was the sixth silk cocoon on the left that had already formed a ball. At this time, the silk cocoon was emitting a beautiful and clear light, almost transparent.

"Another one has been purified."

Yuan Jing smiled and stretched out his hand. He liked the process of picking fruits by hand.

"Squeak~"

The crisp and sticky silk thread broke and broke. Yuan Jing put the fruit emitting clear light in his hand and admired it for a while, nodded, opened his mouth wide, and swallowed it in one gulp.

As the silk thread dissipated, the pure mental power replenished the body with food. Yuan Jing felt that his mental power, which had been stagnant, was improved again.

"Ninth level four is only five levels away!"

Yuan Jing suddenly laughed. Only in this place where no one could explore, he could be himself freely.

"Only five levels away! Hahahaha!"

"What's so funny! Beast! Look at what you have done!"

Yuan Jing's laughter suddenly stopped. He turned his head and looked. Oh, it turned out to be the Taoist boy he caught ten years ago. It's been ten years, but he's still so energetic. Although he's not the direct disciple of Taoist Chongxu, the Shinto Palace is worthy of being one of the three holy places. Even a Taoist palace has such a strong foundation.

I think the fruit will be more delicious when it matures!

But the progress seems a little slow?

Yuan Jing smiled kindly again, and the wrinkles on his face piled up with his smile, adding a few traces of vicissitudes, and walked towards the boy who was still yelling at him.

"You wait! The world's number one Taoist master will find out about this sooner or later! He will kill you without hesitation!"

"Kill me?"

Yuan Jing smiled and walked to the Taoist boy and stopped, raised his head and looked at him, his eyes narrowed into a slit suddenly opened, and murderous intent was revealed!

A big and thick hand grabbed the Taoist boy's neck, and Yuan Jing's cold voice rang out in the room:

"The best Taoist master in the world? Maybe he was once.

However, I have been practicing for hundreds of years, and I have received your wholehearted help. How can I get nothing?"

"Boom boom boom"

The sound of space vibration rang out in the room, like a wind drum, and a terrifying mental storm suddenly formed in the room. With Yuan Jing's intentional exposure, all the seeds present felt his deep mental power.

"Seeing you still have the last glimmer of hope, I really can't bear it." Yuan Jing's smile gradually became more unbridled, and his face showed a ferocious look, "The so-called Taoist master's mental power realm in your mouth is only the second level of the ninth heaven. At the beginning, it was only a hundred years earlier than me and Kong Laoer."

"Now, the poor monk has been promoted to the ninth level four, but his mental power is still stuck at the ninth level two. What do you think will happen if we face each other again now?"

Yuanjing saw that the Taoist boy's face suddenly became frightened, his smile extended to the corners of his mouth, his eyebrows and eyes were curved into a line, and all the wrinkles were piled together, forming the shape of an evil ghost.

"It doesn't matter if you live a little longer, and you, you, you, just live a little longer. Maybe after a while, you will be able to see your ancestor come to accompany you?"

"Why...has this kind of person cultivated such spiritual thoughts?" Everyone present looked at Yuanjing in despair. The anger in their hearts disappeared instantly, and the threads were silently rooted in the deepest parts of their bodies.

Yuanjing felt this keenly, and walked out of this world while maintaining a devilish smile, walking quietly through the bamboo forest.

Soon, Kong Laoer has reached a tacit understanding with him, and then he will exclude Chongxu Lao Dao. No one can stop him from now on.

When he is promoted to the ninth level or even the ninth level, he will use Kong Laoer and Chongxu Lao Dao as medicine guides to enter the legendary realm!

If you endure it for a while, you no longer need to suppress your true nature.

Yuanjing maintained her terrifying ghost-like smile until she walked out of the bamboo forest, and then she returned to her Gujing Wubo appearance.

".Amitabha~"