The sky is calm.

Half a year has passed since the great gathering of the mountain that arose due to the Mitiantai to welcome the true scriptures, and the bad omen foreshadowed by the Cihang Dharma lamp was extinguished, the righteous qi plaque fell to the ground, and the ancient Wuzu tree withered did not come.

Middle-earth is safe, and there is no indication that there will be any great calamities coming, and all the great heavenly sects can do is to be vigilant and wait in their hearts.

Calm off the mountain.

The vacancy of the elders who fell because of the 'Ren Take' demon was filled, the head of the house, the elders helped, and the relevant things in charge were quickly turned into normal, and everything was in order. Su Jing, who is sitting in Lu Shuifeng, is no exception, sitting firmly in the first seat of the torture hall, one file after another in his hands, and the case has been replaced

Su Jing was reading and remembering, but in the eyes of ordinary people, he was just turning the book: a thick stack of files, untying the sealing rope, peeling off the pages one by one, and remembering it with a sweep of a thousand words, and it was the next page before he could breathe.

During this period, there were also some errant disciples who were escorted to the torture hall by the White Bird Pen Immortal, and the laws and regulations were different, but they were not a big deal, not more serious than Zhong Ningxi's 'trespassing' before, and there was Bai Yucheng by his side to assist Su Jing to start a real promotion, and the little uncle's ability to scare people was much stronger than Bai Yucheng.

As for the completion of the ascension and the ignition of the erring disciple by the Elder of the Torture Hall, the little uncle is even more 'varied', sometimes heartbroken, sometimes angry and thunderous, sometimes high and ethereal, sometimes simple and sincere

It is worth mentioning that in the hearts of the younger generation of disciples in Lishan, this high-ranking junior uncle Zu Wei is really not low. This is not surprising, Su Jing's cultivation has only been four hundred years now. In terms of time, there are many inferior disciples to the inner disciples, but looking at his achievements, his skills, and his cultivation, don't say that the inner disciples, even the more than a dozen true disciples in Lishan, which one can compare to him.

Su Jing is not wonderful, but he has repeatedly created miracles. This is the root cause, which young disciple who leaves the mountain does not hope that he can be like Su Jing, and he is an example to set him up as an example in his heart, how can he not have prestige.

The admonitions and teachings of people of prestige will naturally be easier for disciples to accept and listen to when they make mistakes.

After a few months, the torture hall was in order. Everything went according to plan.

In the blink of an eye, another half a year has passed. Most of the torture hall files have been read, and there are always one or twenty disciples who have been 'handled' by the torture hall during this time, and Elder Su's face gradually returned to a smile:

That's what it is, and at first I didn't know anything. Don't dare to make a mistake. At this time, the best way to do this is to 'imitate'. Imitating an ex, especially an errand that requires subjugation, must be imitated from the look to the means. Su Jingban's face was not enough. When the news was raised, a gap opened in the evil sky, and the black prison was revealed, and it was impossible to tell whether he was the authentic prisoner or the ghost prison officer, anyway, it was scary;

But as the homework deepened, he became more and more familiar with his own duty, and gradually became familiar with it, and his own methods and styles of doing things were gradually revealed, Su Jing will always be Su Jing, and as an elder of the torture hall, he is still the cheerful young man who wants to climb one step at a time and go to see one scene at a time, his mood is open, how can there be no smile on his face? There is no rule that says that the person who is in charge of punishment must have an iron face and a solemn face.

At this point, Elder Su's majesty does not need to be entrusted with a face-wrenching and black prison momentum.

More than 3,000 years after the establishment of the mountain sect, there is a young elder who loves to talk and laugh.

Since Su Jingzheng entered the Torture Hall, twenty months later, he has read all the files, and everything in the past Torture Hall has been clear, as for the origin, temperament, cultivation and other related things of the disciples of Lishan today, he has also read them for the first time, it is impossible to remember everyone at once, but he began to slowly establish an impression in his heart, and then he still has to grind time and effort, and it is difficult to reach day and night, and he can only deepen his memory little by little.

At this time, he no longer had to stay in the boundless sea, and Su Jing began to be busy at two ends: when the torture hall had nothing to do, he returned to the Bright Peak, and entered the battle to sacrifice the Divine Peak with the goblins such as the Great Calamity; all the disciples' resumes were transferred to the jade slip and carried with him, and the homework of the elders of the torture hall would not be delayed when he cast spells on fire; once a disciple made a mistake and was escorted out of the torture hall, Bai Yucheng would summon him, and Su Jing would withdraw and go to the hall for interrogation

On this day, I had just taught another disciple who made a mistake, and He Yu came to Lushui Peak again, but this time he was accompanied by Shen He.

It didn't seem to be anything, but the senior brother came to visit the junior brother, talking and laughing and chatting for a while, He Yu picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Originally, I was still a little worried, I was afraid that the senior brother would think that the position of the elder was too troublesome, and there would be fatigue in my heart." Unexpectedly, the junior and younger brothers are diligent in their homework, and I am worried about nothing. ”

Su Jingying said: "Senior brother is falsely praised, just doing my duty." ”

casually responded, but He Yu praised: "The word "this is a good use." Everyone has their own duty" Speaking of this, he frowned again, and corrected: "I just said it is not right, I can't say that one person has one duty, it should be said that there will be a duty under one identity." ”

His words were incomprehensible at first glance, but Su Jing had a lot of contact with his senior brother, and he was already accustomed to his wording, and after a little pondering, he understood, and responded: "I have the identity of a disciple of the mountain, and it is my duty to protect the heavens when I walk outside the mountain; I have the identity of an elder in the torture hall, and it is my duty to be familiar with my homework and be punished fairly; I also have the identity of the true inheritance of the Eight Ancestors and the master of the Bright Peak, and it is also my duty to refine the Bright Peak and let it rise again on the Ethereal Star Peak." ”

"Not bad. He Yu said: "But the junior brother said the same thing, you still have a top and important identity, even earlier and bigger than many identities in the mountain: even if you leave the mountain, you are still a cultivator." ”

What is the duty of a cultivator?

Practice.

After saying these words, He Yu's purpose for coming to see Su Jing couldn't be clearer, he was afraid that Su Jing would delay his cultivation.

Senior Brother laughed: "The people who arranged for you to be the elder of the torture hall and let you be entangled in a lot of homework and affairs are me and Shen He; ”

Su Jing also smiled: "No, senior brother, don't worry, I praise you in my heart every day." As he spoke, he turned his eyes to look at Shen He: "I also praise the head!"

"Don't!" He Yu hahadaxiao turned back to the topic: "What are your plans for the next realm?"

The seventh realm of the 'treasure bottle' is to connect the heavens and the earth, and the cultivation of this realm is not as dangerous as the seizure of gang, and there is no need to find the help of qi and veins, but it also requires a lot of time to retreat and practice.

Su Jingying said: "There is no hurry to cultivate the treasure bottle, I am still doing the sixth realm cultivation now." ”

One sentence stunned the Great Cultivator: "Sixth Realm, aren't you already in the Great Perfection?"

"The realm has been achieved, and the cultivation of the Fa has not stopped. Su Jing responded with eight words.

These eight words originated from Master Lu Jiao's message on the silk silk, specifically referring to the sixth realm of Chongsha cultivation, after completing the realm, even if it is complete, before the next realm of cultivation begins, you can still keep refining the sky, and make your sky more perfect.

Since returning from the West Sea, Su Jing has also been doing this, and on the face of it, he is immersed in his homework and the whole person is trapped in the torture hall, but he is busy outside, and several sections of his mind are divided into yang fires and have their own sacrifices:

The first mind led two pieces of yang fire to stay in the evil heaven forever, helping Di Ting, Garuda to refine the evil ghosts in the inside, and the newly damaged monks and soldiers sent by Mitiantai were also thrown into the black prison by him. What's more important is to kill the small half of the evil temple that was gathered when the six-eared killing moxapace in the belly of the evil Buddha was killed, and it took a long time to completely refine it;

The second mind leads Yicheng Yang Fire to stay in the Golden Wind Heaven forever, in addition to the original Golden Wind and Gengjin Sword Feather, Su Jingzheng is trying to introduce the Fox Land Demon Mist into his second Gangtian, but this matter is very rare, and it is not known whether it can be successful;

The third mind leads the Sancheng Yang Fire, always refining the Sunny Heaven, nothing new to put into it, this Chonggangtian seems to be the simplest, but in fact it is the most 'promising', because the bone gold crow still has a lot of liliang to excavate, the longer the refining time, the more spiritual it will be, and the more fierce it will be!

In terms of cultivation, Su Jing's ambition has always been very big, since he wants to see the beautiful scenery, he naturally has to climb to the top, he thinks that his Triple Gangtian can be better, unless Yang Shou is tight or for some other reason, he is not in a hurry to hit the treasure bottle.

In addition to the practice of the three gangtians, there are other things in Su Jing's body: two percent of the yang fire is wrapped around the ghost robe, and there is a shadow monk in the robe, and the soul is damaged and recovers very slowly;

Normally, when Su Jing enters the Bright Peak, he will reduce all the sacrifices in his body to three percent of the fire, and the main fire elements will be put into the Bright Peak

Su Jing explained his cultivation to his senior brother and the master, and Rao was articulate, and it took him a while to reluctantly explain the matter.

He Yu and Shen He glanced at each other, even if both of them were real grandmasters, they had never heard of this kind of cultivation method where a large number of threads were interspersed together as if they were blind pimples.

He Yu coughed, and originally wanted to persuade Su Jing to 'remember the truth of being mixed and impure, and you can't chew it if you are greedy', but after thinking about it: the five great qi and the three gangtians rushed into a blazing fire shijie an old scorpion fire;

It was He Yu who coughed again and swallowed the words that came to his mouth back into his stomach. But if you don't say this, you really have nothing else to say, and after sitting for a while, the senior brother led the head to leave. But in any case, Su Jing knew his own cultivation, and He Yu was relieved.

Flying out of the Lvshui Peak, He Yu asked Shen He: "What do you think of his cultivation?"

Shen He hesitated slightly: "I dare to say it only if I ask Uncle He to pardon the disciple's disrespectful sin." ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say anything, and it's not sinful to say anything. ”

"This little monster!" (To be continued.) )