The first rays of sunlight in the early morning, through the fairy clouds, looming dozens of huge buildings with carved railings and jade masonry, the magnificent atmosphere of Fuxiamen, is enveloped in this cloud steaming haze. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Under this picture-like scene, a small courtyard is inconspicuous.

In the song of birds in the mountains, only a soft sound was heard, and the door of the house opened from the inside, and out came a girl with white skin and big eyes, and a negative spirit, this person was Su Guyi.

Just yesterday, after she was brought into the Xianmen by the disciples of the Xianmen, she lived in this small courtyard.

Su Guyi was excited for a night, and she had never stopped cultivating for half a year, and she also made an exception and let it go. It is said that it is difficult to enter the fairy gate, she guessed that she might be able to be admitted to the fairy gate, no matter how bad it is, she can also become an immortal servant like Zhang Ziming, but in the end she became a registered disciple of Fuxiamen.

Which one is powerful, the disciple or the immortal servant, needless to say, it must be the disciple, she squinted and thought.

The first day to enter, when I first came in yesterday, I was still shocked by the scenery of Xianmen, that stunned look, was greatly ridiculed by the disciples of Xianmen, it was very embarrassing, she warned herself in her heart that day, she must not make a fuss again, so as not to be treated as a bun.

Although she has become a disciple of Xianmen, she is still not familiar with Xianmen at all.

Thinking about it, I heard someone say: "In the past three days, Senior Brother Fu has opened a dojo to preach, and the registered disciples have gone, why is Senior Sister Su still here?" ”

Su Guyi turned her head to look, and saw a woman with a pointed face and long eyebrows, with a pair of slanted eyes, standing at the door of the small courtyard with her hands on her chest, and it was the disciple who brought her back to the courtyard yesterday and arranged her residence, named Chen Ruyue.

Chen ...... Masters. She said awkwardly, this person spoke coldly, and wanted to open her mouth to call her senior sister, Su Guyi was unwilling, but now she was too insignificant and had to bow her head an inch.

She ignored Su Guyi's response, turned around and went out, muttering as she walked: "What about the good qualifications, the immortal roots are all damaged, what is the difference with the immortal servant, it would be good to be able to cultivate to the second level of qi refining in the future, if it weren't for the birth of ghosts, such inferior immortal roots, how could they be worthy of staying in our Fuxiamen......"

The words were light, but they still reached Su Guyi's ears word for word, she was stunned, and firmly grasped the point, the fairy root was damaged?

Slowly, her heart grew a little heavy......

The dojo was set up on the Guanyun platform, and when Su Guyi arrived, there were already dozens of disciples listening carefully. At the front of the crowd, a man with an elegant posture sat on a futon, looking at the front with an indifferent face, solving the confusion of cultivation for everyone.

The man's black hair is vertical, his sword eyebrows are starry, and his words have an aura as light as a breeze.

The disciples sat on a futon, and among the dozens of people, the number of men and women was divided into three seven, three men and seven women, and they didn't know whether it was to see the handsome person or really to listen to the sermon.

The reason why I said this was because Su Guyi noticed that sixty percent of the female disciples were all stupid, and they almost didn't drool.

She grinned, pretending to be inadvertent, and found an empty futon to sit down.

At first, she looked around for a while, but later, she really gained something, so she listened without distraction. Especially when Fu Chuanshu talked about the immortal roots, she pricked up her ears even more.

"The matter of the fate, no one can absolutely talk about things, since you are here, you have the possibility of achieving the supreme avenue, as long as you concentrate on cultivation, there are too many distracting thoughts, in terms of cultivation, you know, only bad and no good......"

Su Guyi pondered secretly, and felt that it was not unreasonable, so that the worries in her heart were also put down.

Half an hour later, when the sermon ended, Su Guyi benefited a lot, and sighed softly: "This Senior Brother Fu seems to be very powerful. ”

As soon as she spoke, someone next to her answered: "That's not it, Senior Brother Fu entered the Dao at the age of thirteen, and now he is only twenty-seven years old, and he has already refined qi at the eighth level!"

Su Guyi was shocked!

The man seemed to know a lot, and said a lot in a word, Su Guyi didn't understand the fart when she first came, so she took it all.

It turns out that this senior brother Fu Chuanshu is a disciple who entered the house, entered the Tao at the age of thirteen, formed a spirit body in three months, and refined qi at the age of fourteen.

For a person like Zhang Ziming who has a weak immortal root, it took two full years to form a spirit, and it took three years to refine the first layer of qi. What's more, the further you go, the more difficult it becomes.

It turns out that the fairy root is good and bad, and the gap is so big!

But she changed her mind, it only took a month for her to form a spirit body, and it was only half a year for the first level of qi refining, so it seemed that her immortal root was indeed not bad, but her cultivation was obviously very smooth, but Chen Ruyue said that her immortal root was damaged, and it was difficult to cultivate to the second layer of qi refining...... Such a fact made her worry.

In this way, after spending a month in the Xianmen in a blink of an eye, it was finally time for the Imperial Treasure Pavilion to distribute spiritual resources.

The so-called spiritual resources are the unique preferential treatment of the disciples of the Xianmen.

"Oh, take it, it's yours. The disciple of the Imperial Treasure Pavilion shook one hand and threw a bag in front of Su Guyi.

Su Guyi picked it up with wide eyes, staring at this shriveled bag that didn't seem to contain any objects, and was speechless for a while.

"Senior brother...... Could it be a mistake?" Su Guyi still didn't believe it and said.

The disciple gave him a blank look, pointed to the bag, and said unhappily, "No, it's inside!"

Su Guyi didn't believe in evil, opened it according to his words, flipped it over, and looked at it, only to see that what fell on the palm of his hand was only a gold bead that was dripping and turning, and there was nothing else.

"So little!" Su Guyi exclaimed.

The disciple's eyebrows tightened: "What? You mean I'm mistaken?"

Su Guyi was suspicious: "I see that other senior brothers and sisters have five gold beads, why do they ......?"

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted.

"That's the spiritual resources of ordinary disciples of the Immortal Sect, and there is only one named disciple per month, if you are too little, then you will come!" The disciples of the Imperial Treasure Pavilion spread their hands and wanted to get them back.

Su Guyi hurriedly stuffed the gold bead back into the bag, pursed her lips and took three steps back!

Caught off guard, there was a collision behind him, and a female voice said coldly: "I don't have long eyes, I don't know how to see the road when I walk!"

Su Guyi turned her head suddenly, and behind her was a woman in white, only to see her with a pair of Danfeng eyes, which was coming coldly, and as she spoke, she also took out a free hand and gently patted the place she had just hit to brush away the non-existent dust.

It's just that I accidentally bumped it, and it's not dirty, as for it!

Su Guyi frowned, and was about to speak, when the woman passed her and said to the disciples of the Imperial Treasure Pavilion, "What about the spiritual resources?"

But when he saw the disciple smiling, he took out a bag of bulging brocades in both hands, and said, "This is yours." ”

The change in attitude was breathtaking, and Su Guyi's eyes were about to fall to the ground in surprise.