Chapter 40: The Pulp Pool

After listening to Xiaoxian's introduction, Bai Xue also had a certain understanding of the rules in the Wanshan Sect.

Then she took her to the place where she lived, an ordinary house, with only a simple bed, a table, and a stool, and nothing else. After Xiaoxian brought Bai Xue over, she took out a large package from the storage ring in her hand, which contained tea sets, futons and other small things, and at the same time took out some futons, which looked decent after some arrangement.

Bai Xue looked at Xiaoxian's enthusiastic help and fiddled, so she had to say, "Senior Sister Xiaoxian, thank you, I'll come by myself." ”

Xiaoxian shook her head, indicating that it was okay, and quickly tidied up the whole room. Then she clapped her hands, took out a sign and some spirit stones and handed them to her, "This brand is the jade plate that records your contribution points, you must keep it properly, and these spirit stones, every new disciple will have them, and the share of this is the share of the core disciple." After speaking, he winked at Bai Xue.

Bai Xue smiled, accepted the spirit stones and the jade plate, and nodded to show understanding.

Then Xiaoxian continued: "Senior Sister Xue, since I have settled down, I will leave first, and I will come to call you when the master returns." I'm afraid that some of the next procedures for entering the sect will require the master to take you there. ”

Bai Xue nodded in understanding, and then watched Xiaoxian leave. This little immortal is eccentric, speaks straightforwardly, and any expression is directly reflected on her face, and as the chief disciple of the original Qingyin Peak, she does not have any dissatisfaction or other emotions because of Bai Xue's arrival.

After a short contact with Bai Xue, you can find that this little fairy is a friend worth making. After all, because of the soul sound technique, she can feel other people's emotions more intuitively, and feel the truth and falsehood.

In addition to this little immortal, she also saw many disciples of Qingyin Peak along the way, most of them were women, and men were in the minority, those women looked at her curiously, and some did not make any thoughts, but there was no hostility or embarrassment as she imagined. She was very satisfied.

It seems that most of the disciples of Qingyin Peak are indifferent and unmoved by external objects, which makes Bai Xue full of interest in the peak of Qingyin Peak. Although the conduct of its disciples cannot be said to be completely reflected, it can also be seen from the side that the manager is the management style of a peak master. For example, Chongmen Peak, after passing through the main hall, Bai Xue can know that Chongmen Peak must be a peak with sharp edges and great competition, which can be seen from the peak master or Mu Xiaoran. Perhaps for many people, joining Chongmenfeng is the best choice, not only because there are more resources, but also because of the competition, and there is progress. But Bai Xue prefers Qingyin Peak instead, so that her cultivation can not be disturbed by external objects. And it is also beneficial for her to hide her identity as a demon cultivator.

Bai Xue sat on the futon on the bed, intending to meditate quietly and wait for the summons of the Venerable Master. As soon as she sat down, she found the difference, she thought it was just an ordinary futon, but she didn't think that this futon had the effect of condensing and calming the mind. No wonder everyone wants to join the sect, not to mention the use of spirit stones, the resources alone are not comparable to the outside scattered cultivation, so it can be said that these disciples are stronger than the external scattered cultivation.

Bai Xue sat on the futon and meditated, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and consolidating the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Period. She can absorb both spiritual and demonic energy, so she doesn't have to worry about being detected in this regard.

After meditating, when Bai Xue opened her eyes, it was already dark, and at this time, Xiaoxian also came. Bai Xue got out of bed and opened the door before Xiaoxian could reach the front of the house.

Xiaoxian said: "Senior Sister Xue, the master is back, call you over." ”

Bai Xue nodded and followed the little fairy. After reaching a peak, Xiaoxian said: "When I arrive, I will leave first, and the master is waiting for you inside." ”

Bai Xue looked up and saw an old stone staircase winding up, and at the end of the stone staircase was a lush bamboo forest, which was really unique. She didn't rush to the top of the sword, but walked up step by step, and when she went up, her state of mind seemed to be unusually peaceful, and her heart seemed to be washed as if it was clear and peaceful. If the red scales are here, you can know that the stone steps under the feet of Bai Xue are not ordinary stone steps, but a rare meditation stone. However, Red Scales was not on her, and when she pretended to be unconscious to join the Wanshan Sect, in order to prevent accidents, Red Scales had already left her side on her own.

All the way up, Bai Xue came to the end of the stone steps, which was a flourishing bamboo forest, and the lake in the bamboo forest was intertwined, and in front of the lake was a wooden house, in front of which stood a monk in white clothes.

The monk seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and when the snow arrived, he turned his head and smiled warmly.

I couldn't watch it carefully in the main hall, but now I look at it closely, so that Bai Xue can't help but think of a poem in his mind: There are bandit gentlemen, such as cutting and learning, such as pondering.

Warm as jade, he got the best interpretation here, a faint smile, like a spring breeze in March, comfortable and comfortable.

It was only a few seconds to be stunned, and after coming back to her senses, Bai Xue said respectfully: "The little girl has seen her predecessors." ”

The Venerable Master of the Flowing Immortals chuckled lightly and said, "You don't have to be so restrained, I will be your master in the future, and you should call me your master." ”

Bai Xue nodded yes, her heart was really relaxed, maybe because this person was a flowing immortal, or because Bai Xue had been with Red Scale for a long time, Bai Xue did not face the oppression of the monks in the merger period.

"Let's go, follow me to the sect. After saying that, the bento flew up first, and Bai Xue followed.

After settling down, Bai Xue found that this was a peak close to the main peak, Qianshan Peak.

Liuxian led Bai Xue to a large hall, which was dim and abnormal, with light and candlelight, in the hall, an old man was drowsy, and when Liuxian and Bai Xue stepped in, he only opened his dim eyes slightly, and said, "New disciple?" Bai Xue noticed that this person's cultivation was actually in the Tribulation Period.

Liuxian seemed to be accustomed to it, and said: "This is a new disciple, enter my sect, and be a core disciple." ”

"Oh?" the old man seemed to be a little interested, his divine sense swept over Bai Xue's body, and after a while, he said, "I see, I see, the veins of ice." The old man's attitude was finally no longer so perfunctory, he observed Bai Xue for a long time, his eyes were satisfied, he nodded, and then waved his hand, and there was a rumbling sound behind him, and then Bai Xue saw that the originally flat stone wall behind him suddenly parted, revealing a passage.

Liuxian took the lead and walked in, and Bai Xue didn't say anything and obediently followed in. The passage was dark, and there was only the footsteps of the flowing immortals and the snow.

It wasn't until the Flowing Immortal stopped that Bai Xue took a closer look. By this time they had walked out of the passage, and in an enclosed rotunda, the floor of which was covered with dense patterns, and at the center of the lines was a huge pool. The pool was filled with a milky liquid and was steaming hot.

The Venerable Flowing Immortal said to Bai Xue, "This is the Sect's Pulp Pool. Each core disciple will have one chance to use the Pulp Pool. Since you are my disciple, you are naturally the core disciple of this peak, and you also have the opportunity to use the slurry pool. Go down, and I will protect the Dharma for you here. ”

Bai Xue looked at the slurry pool curiously, she didn't know the preciousness of the slurry pool at this time. After the inner disciple is promoted to the core disciple, he can get a chance to use the slurry pool, this slurry pool is a one-time consumable, used up and gone, it is a non-renewable precious resource, it is the master of the Wanshan Sect for so many years The elders or heads of the dying sect have used special secret methods and various genius earth treasures to make it with great effort, which can not only wash the muscles and marrow of the person who uses it, but also enhance the cultivation and improve a person's immortal cultivation qualifications. But this works for some of the younger disciples. The formation of this slurry pool is a secret method that cannot be passed on by the Wanshan Sect, you must know that the most important thing in cultivating immortals is the qualification of cultivating immortals, which can improve a person's cultivation qualifications, you can imagine what a great treasure this is. According to rumors, this is a secret method that the founding ancestor of the Wanshan Sect inadvertently obtained in a dangerous situation.

Although Bai Xue didn't know what it was, she also knew that it was a good thing, and she jumped down as she said, but immediately gasped. She felt that the milky slurry had a fiery temperature, as if she was in magma, and that's not all, after the snow jumped, the fairy quickly flipped her fingers on the hall, and one after another handprints hit the floor of the hall, and then the intricate lines on the floor of the hall lit up.

When the lines lit up, Bai Xue felt as if there were thousands of small and hot sickles on his body, cutting in the muscles, dantians, and every part of the body. The pain made Bai Xue, a person with a forbearant and indifferent temperament, can't help but grit her teeth.