Su Ying said again: "Master Yuqingzi is said to be very eccentric, she doesn't pick spirits or beauties, as long as she is a woman, and she is still disgusted with a woman who looks too charming, you see that her two female apprentices are very ...... That's it, haha...... I heard that Master Yu Qingzi and Master Yu Yangzi don't get along well, and they occasionally quarrel. ”

While gossiping, there was a knock at the door.

Su Ning was busy: "Here ......"

She opened the door, and there was a Taoist boy standing outside the door, Su Ning was about to greet him, and the other party said with a stinky face: "It's your turn to wash the vegetables in the dining room today, don't delay." ”

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and left, and Su Ying grimaced at him from behind: "What's the big deal!"

Ge Ping, the oldest and most steady, comforted: "Okay, don't care about him, let's go." ”

The three of them closed the door and continued to talk and laugh and go to the dining room.

At night, the moon is bright and silent.

The three people in the room were all meditating and refining qi, Su Ying couldn't support it after sitting for about an hour, and took the lead in falling asleep, Su Ning and Ge Ping were still patiently practicing hard.

When Su Ning was lucky, the jasper flute in the placket continued to emit black mist to suppress her qi, but no one saw it......

Before going to bed, Su Ning took out a brocade cloth bag from the small box at the head of the bed, in which was her little belly pocket, as well as the picture of an immortal riding a dragon that she had drawn.

Su Ning looked at the moonlight cast into the window screen, spread out the painting and looked at it carefully.

She had already embarked on the path of cultivation, and hoped that in the near future, she would be able to meet this immortal, which was the most inseparable longing in her heart.

Su Ning put away the paper and lay down lightly.

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The days of cultivation in Datong Mountain are very boring, just as Su Ning heard from Zhiwa before, the low-level disciples can't learn real talents, and their daily tasks are hoeing and sweeping the grass, planting vegetables and raising flowers, carrying water and pulp, and picking up wages to light fires. Only on the first and fifteenth day of each month, all the disciples will gather in the "Beeswax Hall" of the Amber Palace to listen to the "Thousand Faces" master preach the scriptures, learn the rites of advance and retreat, cook tea, and learn calligraphy and painting.

This kind of life is dull and boring, day after day, year after year. The disciples were calm and persistent at the beginning, but gradually became restless and annoying. In particular, some people who are eager for quick success and come to study with the intention of making a name for themselves are more and more unable to endure this kind of unchanging life. Some people even begged Master Qianyan to teach him immortal spells, Master Qianyan is a 10,000-year-old turtle, the first disciple of Yuyangzi, and his spiritual power is also the highest among the three apprentices, which is a high-level fourth-class water class.

He replied slowly, "No hurry, no hurry...... The coming day is long ......"

The disciples were tormented and looked forward to the expiration of the twenty years.

In an instant, time flies.

The new disciples finally waited for the 20-year spiritual power test meeting, and all the new disciples gathered in the Cangyou Hall to conduct spiritual power testing with the Heavenly Wisdom Ding in front of all the senior brothers, brothers, sisters, and younger brothers.

In the past 20 years, many people's spiritual power has improved, and they can generally be promoted to the first level, such as Xiahou Yi, who has risen from the second rank of the first level to the third level of the first level.

These spiritual power boosters have also been promoted from the lowest level of Renshen disciples to Xinwei disciples. Those who pass are immediately awarded the plain copper hairpin representing the disciples of Xin Wei. Su Ning stood in the crowd, looking at the disciples who had passed the test kneeling on the futon, and Yu Yangzi helped them replace the boxwood hairpin on the bun, she was extremely envious and yearning in her heart - Su Ning's spiritual power was still at the first level, and there was no progress.

Su Ning was not discouraged, she was determined that she would definitely improve her spiritual power next time, and after she went back, her cultivation became more and more diligent.

Another twenty years have passed, and Su Ying and Ge Ping, who were in the same room with Su Ning, have also been promoted to the eighth rank of Xin Wei disciples, and Ren Fei is also at the Xin Wei level. Xiahou Yi's spiritual power rose to the fourth rank of the first layer, and was raised to the Gengwu level of the seventh rank, and that Zhiyun was also promoted to the Gengwu level.

What about Su Ning? It's still at the Renshen level. Her spiritual power had not improved in forty years, and Yuyoko and Chie, who had high hopes for her, could not help but be a little disappointed. Although Su Ning's aura is different from ordinary people, it has not been able to improve, which is also a big problem.

Su Ning's heart also became impetuous, she felt that she was not working hard enough, in order to improve her spiritual power next time, she forgot to sleep and eat, and practiced hard day and night. However, God played a big joke on her, although he gave her the aura of fusing the five elements, but let her cultivation stay at the first level. Su Ning didn't know if her cultivation method was wrong, she humbly asked her brothers and sisters for advice, and most of them were not stingy to teach her, especially Ge Ping, Su Ying, Ren Fei, Xiahou Yi and others, who were good with her, all tried their best to help her.

Xiahou Yi was even more so, seeing that Su Ning had been at the Renshen level, he was also very anxious for her. However, it is impossible to rely on others to improve spiritual power, and it is fundamental to cultivate hard by yourself.

Su Ning herself also understood, so she didn't dare to relax for a moment.

In the blink of an eye, another twenty years have passed-

The cigarettes in the Cangyou Hall are kind, and today is the day of the spiritual power test. The two disciples waiting for the test stood in the main hall in five rows and nine columns.

Yuyang Zibaoxiang**, sitting upright on the altar, the eldest disciple Qianyan and the second disciple Qianhui stood on both sides.

The third disciple Qian Guang stood in front of the Tianzhi Ding in the audience, he held the cover booklet of the tribute silk in his hand, and shouted loudly:

"Next, Yu Su Ning ——!"

Su Ning came out in response, she walked to the altar and bowed to everyone on the stage. Then she came to the Tianzhi Ding, she took a deep breath, pressed her hands on the ears, gathered her breath, and exhaled-

Above the body, a layer of water-blue light lit up, and this light seemed to turn into an ice blade, stabbing fiercely at Su Ning's heart. Her face was like ashes, and Qianhui on the altar also shook her head secretly.

Qianguang seemed to have expected it, and he said loudly: "Yu Suning, the first rank of the first level, failed to pass——"

Failed to pass ...... Failed to pass ......

This sentence echoed in Su Ning's ears like an echo in the valley.

She returned to the group in a haunted manner, and everything in front of her eyes became small, and she watched her fellow disciples go up one by one to test. Although there is still a sound in my ears, I can no longer hear it.

"Xiahou Yi, the fifth rank of the junior level!

Qianguang's voice came, and the crowd was in an uproar, Su Ning raised his head, and looked at his high-spirited former partner in a trance, who is also a human being, why can others have such achievements......

"Ren Fei, the fourth rank of the junior level! Pass, promoted to Gengwu-level disciple!"

"Ge Ping, the fourth rank of the junior level! pass, promoted to Gengwu-level disciple!"

After the ceremony, the disciples left the Cangyou Palace, and as soon as Xiahou Yi went out, he was surrounded by his brothers and sisters, and everyone was congratulating him.

The plain gold flowing cloud hairpin on his bun shone in the sun, and Xia Houyi thanked them with kind words while noticing Su Ning who came out silently from behind the crowd. He opened his mouth, wanting to call her, but seeing the other party's lost soul, he hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't speak.

Disciples who had been raised to the level of Gengwu or above had to change to another room, and Ge Ping began to pack his clothes after returning to the room. Su Ning and Su Ying both said a few words of congratulations, and Su Ning was sincerely happy for her in her heart, but she still couldn't help but be full of bitterness.

After sixty years of cultivation, among the forty-five new disciples, only two of them are still at the last Renshen level, and Xiahou Yi, who has made rapid progress, is currently the highest self-level among the disciples. The rest of the worst are also Xinwei.

Because the levels are different, there are also differences in what everyone does, and the busy work scenes of the past are no longer seen. The vegetable gardens and flower beds in the city are also peculiar, and it is said that they are sown once every 100 years, and then they can produce high yields every year, without the need to take care of them every day.

Now, only two Renshen disciples are left to help wash vegetables and add firewood to the dining room, Su Ning and Zhang Tong, both of whom are veritable "crane tails".

Zhang Tong is still a second-class spiritual power at the beginning level, but Su Ning is only a first-class at the first level.

The two of them were relatively silent at this time, sitting sullenly by the well outside the dining room to wash vegetables.

Each palace in Qiongke City has an independent dining room, and the three masters do not have to eat and drink, but there is also a special "tea room" for cooking tea and fruit snacks.

There is a master chef and two sous chefs in the dining room of the Tridacnus Palace, the head chef is an old aunt, the aunt's surname is "Yue", and the disciples affectionately call her "Mama Yue". This Mama Yue looks like a half-hundred-year-old man, but she has lived for thousands of years, and she came to Qiongke Cave two thousand years ago.

Mama Yue likes to introduce her life to new disciples, and even people like Su Ning who are not well-informed know about her experience.

This grandmother-in-law is said to have gone up to the mountain to pick wild vegetables when she was in her fifties and ate an unknown fairy fruit, so she has an immortal body, but she can't rejuvenate, and has always been a fifty-year-old man. Her husband and children died one after another, even her grandchildren died, and she was still alive and well, and the people in the village thought she was a monster, so they asked the village chief to plan and burn her to death. Later, the news of this leaked and was known by Mama Yue's great-grandson, who was a very filial person, and in order to save Mama Yue's life, he sent her to the mountains to hide, and was soon discovered by Qianhui, who traveled to the vicinity.

So Qianhui took Mama Yue to Datong Mountain, and there are some reasons for this, it is said that before Qianhui became an immortal, she lived near Mama Yue's village. He was still an ordinary weasel at that time, and he slipped to Mama Yue's house to bite the chicken, and was caught by Mama Yue's husband, who persuaded her husband to let him go, and he survived. Qianhui remembered this great kindness in her heart, so she took it as a reward.

There are many people like Mama Yue in Qiongke City, all of them have accidentally eaten fairy grass or elixir, and accidentally got the body of immortality, but they have no spiritual power, they have no ability to protect themselves, they are regarded as monsters in the realm outside the mountains, they hide from place to place, and finally they are desperate, so they can only come here to spend the rest of their lives.