The verandah with red columns, not far from the gazebo. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info A maid prepared tea and brought it to the gazebo, looked at the two of them curiously, lowered her head and walked away quickly.

Ning Jiya noticed one or two and bowed slightly.

Li Xianyuan was about to speak, and Ning Jiya's beautiful eyes froze.

"Wait. She went to sleep and shouted, "You old fellows, how long will you keep an eye on my apprentice?" ”

A purple qi hit Li Xianyuan's body, and Ning Jiya said, "Okay, disciple, let's talk about it." ”

Li Xianyuan spoke: "There were too many people in the square before, and some things were difficult to explain. Next...... It is a broken spiritual root. ”

“…… Broken Spirit Root?" The beautiful eyes were a little dazed at first, and then turned serious. I think it's thinking of some allusions about the broken spirit root.

Li Xianyuan continued: "That's why I came to the Pure Yang Sect to find the method of immortality. ”

"Naturally, there is a longevity exercise, but ...... is it too late?"

She asked about Li Xianyuan's remaining longevity.

"If you can cultivate it in three or two months, you don't have to worry about it. ”

Li Xianyuan replied that it was only half a year of longevity.

Ning Jiya pondered: "There is no need to rush in this matter, Yang Xia Feng has a few exercises that specialize in longevity, and I will go to Yang Xifeng to ask for some pills that can prolong life and improve cultivation, and it will be in time." ”

She didn't abandon Li Xianyuan because he was a broken spiritual root.

But Li Xianyuan didn't want to trouble others too much, even if it was his own master.

He groaned slightly.

Further north...... He went out of the Great Shang and went to the territory of Chu State.

Kunlun, the ancestor of all mountains, is over there, and there is the place where the Heavenly Court points the troops. Every twelve years, Li Jing or the Four Heavenly Kings and others will be sent to Kunlun Xuan to recruit heavenly soldiers and generals.

At the same time, Kunlun Xu is also the place where the Queen Mother of the West lives. Yaochi Pan Taoyuan is famous. The Buzhou Mountain that the co-workers hit is not too far from Kunlun.

It's just a matter of tens of thousands of miles. Before he could leave, Li Xianyuan ran out of life and died. And even if you go to Kunlun Mountain, can you still get a peach?

"There are mundane things in the mortal world, can you let me deal with one or two. ”

"Absolutely. The entrance ceremony is on the seventh day of the seventh month, so it's good to be able to go back at that time. Why don't I ask your third senior brother to send you there? ”

"No need, it's not far away, and you can come back in two or three days. ”

Ning Jiya bowed: "It's okay." Just take advantage of this to find some elixir spirit fruit for you. ”

Li Xianyuan thought about it, but still refused: "Don't bother your seniors, there are some opportunities in the future, and it is not a big problem to break the spiritual root." ”

Li Xianyuan swore an oath, although he didn't know why it was so conclusive, but he wanted to come to eight or nine and never leave ten. It's normal to be an apprentice with some little secrets, Ning Jiya didn't ask much, and she didn't ask what mundane things were.

It seemed that he couldn't see Li Xianyuan's face not changing when the sky collapsed, Ning Jiya glanced at Li Xianyuan, lined his head and said: "Stinky boy, don't think that you can be angry if you have a broken spirit root, you should call me master or call me." ”

"Yes, master. Li Xianyuan was extremely respectful and gave a deep salute.

Ning Jiya nodded with satisfaction, took out a Taoist robe from the Qiankun bag and threw it to Li Xianyuan: "Take this robe." ”

The robe is black and white, the edge is inlaid with gold wire, and the silk is smooth and feels very good, not ordinary. The sun is swaggering, the black and white colors are more pure, and the gold wire is also dyed with dark gold.

"That old man surnamed Xuan dares to treat you like this, I will go to him and ask for a treasure or two. It should be a welcome gift for your apprenticeship. ”

Li Xianyuan nodded, walked out of the mansion under Ning Jiya's gaze, and walked all the way down the mountain.

Disciples are not uncommon, seeing Li Xianyuan holding the black and white Taoist robe that only personal disciples have, they can't help but be curious, guessing that it is the new personal disciple who has been recruited this time?

Not long after Li Xianyuan left, a woman in her twenties walked to Ning Jiya's side in the verandah and said crisply: "Master." ”

The woman is wearing a black and white gold silk robe, her eyebrows are not described, her skin is as white as snow, and the autumn water is her eyes and jade are her bones. Standing there is like a stunning color in the world, and even the fairyland in the mountains is a little bleak.

The woman's jade lips opened slightly: "Master Wen, you take the little junior brother up the mountain and take a look at the customs." It's just that I don't know where the little junior brother is. ”

"I went down the mountain to deal with mundane things, and I will be back in a few days. Ning Jiya retracted her gaze and turned to look at the woman.

"What kind of attribute spiritual root is the little junior brother, go to Lingyang Pavilion to find some spells, see if he can use it. ”

Ning Jiya shook her head lightly: "No need, your little junior brother is precocious, and you have a plan for what you want to do." It's you, don't scare him when you're a senior brother. ”

"What can be done by the children in vain? ”

Ning Jiya chuckled: "If Lan Caihe among the Eight Immortals sees you, he will be happy." Go to find Old Man Cui for the teacher, you are optimistic about your family, don't be like the two senior brothers, running around all day long, and you can't see anyone. ”

"Uncle Cui, Master, what are you looking for him?"

"Settle accounts. ”

……

On the way down the mountain, Li Xianyuan caught an inner disciple in a blue and white robe: "This junior brother." ”

"Senior brother, what's the matter?" Seeing Li Xianyuan holding a black and white robe, the young man didn't dare to slack off.

"I'm a new disciple and hasn't learned magic yet. If you want to bother my junior brother, you can send me down the mountain. ”

"That's easy to say. The young man said with a smile, and with a pinch of the sword, two long swords burst out from the scabbards behind him, and if spirituality fell to the feet of the two: "My magic weapon happens to be the sword of the son and mother, one for one person." Senior brother came up, stand firmly. ”

The long sword soared into the air, and the young man slowed down at first, afraid that Li Xianyuan would be uncomfortable. Seeing that he was fine, he sped up again, turned into two green rainbows, and shot out from the sky.

After a stick of incense, Li Xianyuan and the others were a hundred miles away from Yangqing Peak, and there was a low mountain at their feet, which was the place where he was waiting to open the door and accept his apprentices. The carriage was still in the glade

The official road not far away is still congested, even if it is afternoon, the traffic is still busy.

"Just drop here. ”

The young man answered, and the flying sword circled and descended to the side of the open carriage.

"Thank you, junior brother. Landing firmly, Li Xianyuan arched slightly. The cold wind blew for a long time, and his complexion was as white as a dead man. ”

"Senior brother is polite. They are all the same sect of the Pure Yang Sect, and they are Yang Qingfeng, so they should help each other. It's just that you don't care about you, senior brother......"

Li Xianyuan coughed lightly a few times, and tightened his robe: "I am weak and sickly, and I have long been used to it." ”

The young man nodded, put a sword into the sheath, and stood on the sword and arched his hand: "There will be a period later." ”

"Hopefully. Li Xianyuan returned the salute.

The youth turned into a green rainbow and went straight to the Pure Yang Sect Mountain Range that stretched for thousands of miles. Seeing him leave, he turned around and went to the carriage to take out the baggage, and put the robe into the baggage.

Wearing this body is too eye-catching to walk on, the key is whether it is an official road, a trail, or a wild road that no one has walked on. At this time, they were all crowded with people who wanted to join the Pure Yang Sect. Wearing a pure yang robe, and having no cultivation, nine times out of ten he was trampled to death by the crowd of bees.

The wind blew through his body before, and he was numb and unconscious. At this time, the warm sun is still cold, and there is no temperature. Li Xianyuan raised the fire and took some spring water to heat it, so that his body would warm up after a cup of tea.

Extinguishing the fire, Li Xianyuan glanced at Chunyang from afar and went down the low mountain.

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