Jiang Xinyue thought for a while before she said, "Everyone wants to be strong, so I want to be strong too." If I get stronger, others can't bully me. If I were stronger, I would be able to avenge my father. ”

Uncle Gu sighed, stared at Jiang Xinyue, and said, "Relying on the power of hatred, it is very likely to make people crazy. Xinyue, you must remember that I taught you cultivation and taught you the Dao, not for you to take revenge. When is the time for retribution? ”

Jiang Xinyue was puzzled and retorted: "Uncle Gu, can I just watch my enemy go free?"

Uncle Gu said solemnly: "It is far more difficult to let go of hatred than to pick it up, I said this to you because I don't want you to go astray in the future, not to let you take revenge." ”

Jiang Xinyue seemed to understand and nodded. After being speechless for a long time, Jiang Xinyue asked, "Uncle Gu, what is the book that Yunjing gave me, is it of any use?"

Uncle Gu smiled and said, "This is a sword-forging scripture, and there are some merits in it. You stay with you first, and it will be useful later. After Uncle Gu finished speaking, he commanded: "Xinyue, you spent too much time reading last time, but it also made your temperament a lot calmer." Your talent is not high, and your roots and bones are poor, and if you want to make progress in cultivation, you need to put in ten times the effort of ordinary people. ”

When Jiang Xinyue heard Uncle Gu say this, her heart was devastated. But he also recognized himself and knew that he must not slack off again. He looked at him firmly and said, "Uncle Gu, Xinyue knows. ”

Suddenly, Jiang Xinyue asked Uncle Gu mysteriously, "Uncle Gu, you can clearly see the book of sword casting to ward off evil spirits, why do you want me to exchange it with him for one glance and ten elements?"

Uncle Gu said with a solemn expression: "Greed, hatred, arrogance, and laziness can all cause murder, if you have such a mind in your heart, you are not worthy of being a disciple of the deity." ”

Jiang Xinyue leaned over with a hippie smile and said, "I just think about it like this." ”

Uncle Gu sighed and said, "It's not okay to have this heart. ”

Jiang Xinyue nodded resignedly, not daring to look directly at Uncle Gu's gaze.

Uncle Gu is also a master and a father in Jiang Xinyue's heart, he is the most nonsense on weekdays, and no one is convinced, but he is most afraid that Uncle Gu will be angry.

The next day, Jiang Xinyue woke up from her practice and went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with Yunjing in the morning.

The Scripture Pavilion has a collection of tens of millions of books, and Jiang Xinyue has been reading on the first floor for a long time. This time, he came prepared, and specially selected some books to read about spiritual practice. The books on the first floor were basically turned over by Jiang Xinyue, and the rest of the books that he hadn't read were basically books that had no effect on his cultivation.

Jiang Xinyue followed Yunjing to the second floor, Yunjing introduced: "This layer is suitable for the cultivation of the Qi refining period and the Dao method, if you read here, you need a sect point for an hour, if you want to borrow it, because the sect point required for each scripture borrowing is different, you can take the exercises and go to me below to register." ”

Thousands of books, thousands of miles, one of these two can walk the world.

The second floor looked more spacious than the first floor, Jiang Xinyue picked up a book casually and said, "Brother Yun, what books are placed on the upper floors?"

Jiang Xinyue turned the first page, and her spirit was shocked, what was recorded in this book was a qigong practice.

Yun Yi said with a smile: "The first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is full of miscellaneous books for people to read, and the second layer is placed with the exercises and scriptures, sword scriptures, fist scriptures, etc., which are practiced by disciples during the Qi refining period, as well as some books such as alchemy, medicinal herb books and demon beast introductions. There are not many of them, and they are relatively out of the way, so there are not many disciples who usually read them, and most of them borrow the Qigong method and the Sword Sutra. ”

A disciple in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion saw that Yun Yi actually called an eleven or twelve-year-old boy a brother, and looked at it a little strangely. The two are old friends, and the two have similar personalities and are bold and uninhibited, so they both smiled and ignored them.

Yun Yi continued: "There are four floors in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the third layer is the foundation building period exercises, and the fourth layer is the feather stage exercises. ”

Jiang Xinyue asked curiously, "If a disciple in the Qi refining period can enter the third layer, or the fourth layer, can he borrow books?"

Yun Yi shook his head before he spoke: "The sect has a rule, if a disciple in the Qi refining period wants to borrow the foundation building period exercises, it is not allowed, but if you really want to borrow it, there is still a way. The first is to ask someone to help you borrow it, and the second is to go to the Chuangong Hall to apply, with the signed application of the Chuangong Palace, you can come to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to borrow the Taoist scriptures. ”

Jiang Xinyue was still not very clear about the structure of the Mixed Yuan Sect, and asked, "What is the place of the Transmission Palace?"

Yun Yi replied: "The Hall of Transmission Gong is a place where the elders teach their disciples the Dao Fa, and many elders usually take turns to go there to hold classes, Brother Jiang, you can also go over and observe." These elders are very knowledgeable, preaching and solving doubts, if you can touch the bypass, but what kind of Taoism you are practicing, you can also know a hundred explanations.

Jiang Xinyue was very interested when she heard this, and hurriedly asked Yun Yi to take him to listen to it. Yun Yi smiled and said, "That's okay, you and I have made an appointment to go to Elder Wei's lecture together in five days, right?"

Jiang Xinyue nodded, glanced at Yunjing and asked, "Can you help me find some scriptures for the foundation of the sword?"

Yun Yi said "no" and walked to the bookshelf on the left with Jiang Xinyue. Yun Yi pointed to the book in front of him and said, "It's all been classified, these places are all swordsmanship, sword moves, and swordsmanship." ”

Jiang Xinyue said "thank you", and Yun Yi still had to guard the Scripture Pavilion and didn't accompany him to say more, so let Jiang Xinyue choose here.

Uncle Gu said lightly in Jiang Xinyue's spiritual sea: "There are not many books here, you can read them all." ”

Jiang Xinyue let out an "ah", and couldn't help but wonder if she had heard the wrong thing. Jiang Xinyue looked at it as if no one was here to read these swordsmanship basics, and the more she looked, the more Jiang Xinyue found that it seemed that it was not difficult for him to read these books. It turned out that he had read all the scriptures on the first floor, and these entry-level sword scriptures were not difficult to understand, so Jiang Xinyue felt simple to read.

Jiang Xinyue secretly said in her heart: "There is nothing difficult about these books, they are far inferior to the Benlei Sword Technique, the Canglong Sword Technique, not to mention the Nine Turns Qi Refining Record and the Xuanqing Taiji Sword Technique that Murong Changxian taught me." ”

A delicate-looking female cultivator beside him saw him flipping through the books like ink, and said with a smile: "You only glanced at these books, haven't you? Have you read them all? Still not interested?"

Jiang Xinyue smiled at her and said, "I've finished reading." ”

Jiang Xinyue just replied casually, but the female cultivator just thought he was bragging. She was not convinced, found a copy of the scriptures that Jiang Xinyue had just dropped, flipped a page at random and asked, "If you brag and don't make a draft, I will test you." What are the five colors, five tones and five flavors recorded in "The Secret of the Heart"?"

Jiang Xinyue still replied casually: "The five colors are blinding, the five tones are deafening, and the five flavors are refreshing." The five colors are green, yellow, black, white, and red, the five tones are the palace merchants, and the five flavors are sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty. ”

Hearing Jiang Xinyue's casual answer, the nun was still unconvinced, so she took another book, turned to a page, found a question, and said, "The god of grains is immortal, it is for Xuanqi." The gate of Xuanqi is the root of heaven and earth. If it exists, how can you interpret it if you are not diligent?"

Jiang Xinyue remembered that this sentence appeared in many Taoist scriptures, and he also thought about it for a long time at that time, but he didn't know what it meant. He was well-read and knew a lot, and combined with what he had seen and heard, he generously replied: "The god of grain is the god of giving birth to all things, and the so-called god of grain is immortal, which refers to the endless and endless spiritual power when practicing. The realm of the Tao is imperceptible, but it is ubiquitous, continuous, exists in heaven and earth, and creates all things. ”

The female cultivator shook her head and said, "Then let me ask you that since the Xuanqi Gate exists, why is that Dao ethereal?"

Jiang Xinyue was stumped by her question and stayed there.

Seeing his embarrassment, the female cultivator smiled slightly, and a pear vortex appeared on her face. Her eyes fluttered, she looked at Jiang Xinyue and shook her head before saying, "I'll just say that you don't read carefully, like you are so sloppy, how can you read the book?"

Jiang Xinyue didn't hear what the female cultivator said clearly, and he suddenly encountered a problem, and he was puzzled and unhappy. Jiang Xinyue re-read the scriptures of the female cultivator, and sure enough, she found a record about this paragraph. However, the book does not point out that it is the Gate of Xuanjiao. Seeing that Jiang Xinyue ignored her, the female cultivator felt bored and found a corner to study.

Jiang Xinyue was not convinced, wanted to argue, and read more than a dozen books in succession before he found a record on this issue. He called the nun and told her to come over.

"You got it?" said the nun with a smile in her eyes.

Jiang Xinyue smiled and said, "I found it in the "Enlightenment Sutra", the movement of the god of grains is the gate of Xuanyi. This gate is the middle of heaven and earth, the key point of the human body, also known as the wonderful gate, for desire. Desire naturally exists, and Tao naturally exists. ”

When the female cultivator saw that Jiang Xinyue said it tightly, without any mistakes, she was also surprised in her heart. She asked Jiang Xinyue a few more questions, but they were not from the book, but some of the problems she usually encountered in her practice.

Some Jiang Xinyue immediately answered, and there were many Jiang Xinyue who couldn't say it, so Jiang Xinyue immediately threw herself into the sea of books to find out the problem.

One question and one answer, enough for a day. The female cultivator admired Jiang Xinyue a little, she looked at Jiang Xinyue and smiled slightly, and said, "Alas, what's your name?"

Jiang Xinyue couldn't imagine that this girl who made things difficult for him in every way, the last question turned out to be this question, he smiled and said: "The girl asked me so many questions, and the last question will be left to you to guess for yourself." ”

The female cultivator was not angry, and said with a smile: "That's fine, I'll tell you the girl's name first, and you can remember it...... My name is Liu Huahua. ”

Liu Huahua saw that Jiang Xinyue was still looking down at the book, and scolded "nerd", but she secretly glanced at Jiang Xinyue with a smile on her face, and walked downstairs.

Let's say that Jiang Xinyue read the book here for a whole day, and it wasn't until Yunjing came to look for him that Jiang Xinyue threw down the book in his hand. Hearing Yunjing talk about it, Jiang Xinyue remembered that the Mixed Yuan Sect had also assigned him a place to live. Yunjing clamored to go and see, Jiang Xinyue didn't have time to go, just enough to let Yunjing lead the way.

The winding path leads to the secluded, the two of them walk to a lonely courtyard next to the Tibetan Sword Pavilion. Jiang Xinyue took the token and pressed it on the door, and the door of the small courtyard opened gently. The courtyard is deep, planted with green baskets and plantains, green bamboo and camphor. White Snow Feifei, lonely and secluded, like an ink snowflake picture.

Yunjing walked in, looked left and right, and praised: "This small courtyard is quiet and far-reaching, but it has a unique charm." It's just that Brother Jiang likes to be lively, I'm afraid he doesn't like the environment here, right?"

Jiang Xinyue wiped the snow stacked on the well tank, looked at the reflection in the water, and said with a smile: "Brother Yun is right, this place is quite suitable for you." Jiang Xinyue sighed and said, "Alas, but if Brother Yun thinks that I can live comfortably here, then I may be wrong." ”

Yun Jing looked at Jiang Xinyue with sorrowful eyes, and said strangely: "Brother Jiang may wish to tell me if you have any doubts and confusion, you can start earlier than you for your brother, maybe I can help you solve it." ”

Jiang Xinyue shook her head and pointed in the direction of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

Yun Jing asked, "Are you talking about Master Murong?"

Jiang Xinyue invited Yunjing into the house to sit, the two of them boiled water and hot tea, tasted tea and discussed scriptures, and time passed quietly.

Yun Jing smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Jiang, do you think you will be the reincarnation of Master Murong's junior brother?"

Jiang Xinyue complained: "This Senior Brother Murong has an extremely strange temperament, and I don't know if he recognized the wrong person or deliberately tossed me." ”

Yun Jing said slightly angrily: "Master Murong is the person with the highest rank in the Mixed Yuan Sect, and it is said that his old man's cultivation is higher than that of the head of the sect. Brother Jiang, you can get the favor of his old man, how many people can't ask for a blessing, why don't you cherish it?"

Jiang Xinyue laughed helplessly and said, "I used to only think about a free and unrestrained life, that's why I thought like that." Since entering the practice, I have realized that the practice is endless, and there are thousands of things in this world, only the Tao can be used to seek truth, and to seek truth can we seek great freedom. ”

Yunjing laughed, raised his glass and invited Jiang Xinyue to a cup, and said: "Brother Jiang has an elusive and thorough feeling, I am inexplicably willing to believe in you, you will definitely have great achievements in the future." ”

Jiang Xinyue smiled: "I borrow your auspicious words, I hope so." ”

The two talked at night, during which they exchanged their own cultivation experiences. Hearing that there is a sequence, Yunjing can always give Jiang Xinyue a lot of experience to avoid detours. has a specialization in the art industry, and Jiang Xinyue can also give Yunjing some inspiration and raise some maze.

Early in the morning of the second day, Jiang Xinyue and Yunjing went directly to the Scripture Pavilion. Yun Jing knew his supernatural powers, and sighed: "Brother Jiang is so diligent, I can't fall behind." ”

Jiang Xinyue stayed in the Scripture Pavilion for several days in a row. Many disciples also knew that he was reading books on the second floor of the Scripture Pavilion every day, and they were not surprised, but they said that this young 'grandfather' might be looking for some scriptures.

Five days later, Yun Jing came to find Jiang Xinyue to go to the Chuangong Hall to listen to the class, and the two went back to tidy up, and then went to the Chuangong Hall together.

On the way, Yunjing introduced: "Uncle Wei, who came today, cultivated in the early stage of feathering. On weekdays, most of the people who come to give lectures are elders in the foundation building period, and the characters in the feather period are all in retreat, which is rare on weekdays. So, there must be a lot of people today. ”

Jiang Xinyue's temperament became more and more calm, and she said slowly: "I don't know what lesson Senior Wei is going to teach today?"

Yun Jing smiled and said, "Senior Uncle Wei is a rare Qi dual cultivator in the Mixed Yuan Sect, no matter what he talks about, he can bring a lot of gains to people, and he is guaranteed not to disappoint you." ”

Jiang Xinyue nodded, and he said secretly: "Qi dual cultivation is a cultivator who refines qi and refining the body. Legend has it that one of the four domains of the Ancient Ming Star is the Eastern Soil, where physical cultivation is the mainstream cultivation school, and physical cultivation is rare in the Northern Regions, and there are not many opportunities to listen to a physical cultivator teach in the Northern Regions.

The hall is very large, and the elders generally preach the scriptures and teachings in the square.

When Jiang Xinyue and the others arrived, there were already many disciples seated. In a huge square, thousands of futons are placed.

Yun Jing and Jiang Xinyue found a place to sit down, and Yun Jing said, "It seems that many disciples from the outer mountains have come to listen to the class. ”

Jiang Xinyue was extremely surprised, she didn't expect so many people to attend the class.

Jiang Xinyue lowered her voice and said in a low voice: "I thought you had such a grand occasion before, and you were exaggerating, but now it seems that this Elder Wei's charm is even greater." ”

Yun Jing smiled and replied, "You don't know, Elder Wei is not only a profound cultivator, but also has an extraordinary appearance, and there are probably many women who came to attend the lecture to see him." ”

Jiang Xinyue glanced at it, and sure enough, she saw many women. Jiang Xinyue smiled dumbly, and said secretly: "Since I have read many scriptures and understood the mystery of cultivation, I only feel that wealth and fame are fleeting, and no matter how good-looking the skin is, it will turn into a white bone skeleton." ”

While the two were talking, they suddenly heard a loud and high-pitched voice shouting: "The Mystic Xuanwu Sutra, the gas is immeasurable." ”

Jiang Xinyue stared at it and saw a gray-robed Taoist flying down from the sky and landing on a high platform. That person has an extraordinary appearance, the heavenly court is full, the bones are strange, and he is dressed in a gray robe, which adds to the majesty.

Jiang Xinyue saw that person's demeanor was outstanding, and she couldn't help but praise it in her heart, so graceful, no wonder many women admired his appearance.

After listening to Yunjing's introduction, Jiang Xinyue knew that this Elder Wei's full name was Wei Wusheng. This Wei Wusheng is very good, his cultivation is not Jiazi, and his cultivation has reached the cultivation level of the early stage of the Feather Transformation Realm. Wei Wusheng's most powerful thing was his Qi Dual Cultivation, this kind of cultivation method made him unparalleled in the same realm, and even the cultivators in the middle stage of feathering were not necessarily his opponents.

The lecture lasted for two hours, and Jiang Xinyue still felt unfinished after listening to it. Wei Wusheng's lecture benefited him a lot, and his in-depth explanation made everyone who listened to the lecture puzzled.

Since today, Jiang Xinyue has come to the Chuangong Hall every day to listen to lectures, and in her spare time, she will go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to read books. In this way, Jiang Xinyue has been practicing for half a month, and has reached the realm of natural success, and has successfully entered the realm of the second layer of the Qi refining period.

It happened that on this day, before Jiang Xinyue went out, his small courtyard welcomed a guest. The person who came was Murong Changxian, and the appearance of Murong Changxian made Jiang Xinyue bitter, and he secretly said that his good life was over.