Time flies like a white horse, and a month passes in a hurry. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Chen Ting was completely immersed in cultivation and forgot about his surroundings.

The inferior soundproof magic circle would come from the outside to the inside from time to time, but he ignored them one by one.

Some people also came to visit, but they were all blocked by the no-disturb sign he hung outside the small courtyard.

Even if Zhuo Yiyi had come a few times, he still couldn't pull him out of his cultivation.

Even, it has reached the point of forgetting to sleep and eat.

Bigu Dan was gradually forgotten by him, and his body became more and more thin, and it was covered with wind and dust, as if the ancient Buddha was sitting down.

Bang bang!

Crackling!

Outside the bamboo house, in the continuous sound of raindrops, bursts of roaring sounded, one after another, and the sound shook the mountains and forests.

Today is a day worth rejoicing, the Lingtian where the original ghost bamboo forest is located, the thundering flowers planted finally ushered in the first bloom, and the bright blue-purple flowers slowly bloomed, accompanied by the violent sound of the Tao, blooming in the rain.

Early in the morning, a monk who was in charge of the spiritual plant came out of the hut and let the loud rumbling sound pierce his ears, looking at this rare scene, and after a long time, several people looked at each other and smiled, admiring this rare sight.

The next time the flowers bloom, it will be half a year later.

More importantly, these disciples have completed their tasks and can go to the service hall to take over their duties and receive the remuneration they deserve.

Inside and outside Lingtian, although it was very noisy, it was still filled with a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

In a small courtyard in a bamboo house.

Chen Ting opened his eyes again more than a month later, and he couldn't help frowning when he shook off the dust of his body.

Outside, the violent roar was secondary.

It's just that with the thunder and flowers, the violent agitation of the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth makes him very upset.

And, most likely, the face will last for days.

In this case, there is no way to communicate with the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi at all, and the time for the spiritual power to turn into a spiral will be greatly delayed, which is very troublesome.

Of course, it was just upset, he had expected such a situation to happen, so he was not at a loss.

I saw his mind flickering, and then he seemed to say to the air around him: "Let the thundering flower be quiet, but don't go too far, if you annoy me, don't think about living in peace!" ”

There was no answer, everything was so quiet.

But the next moment.

Outside the bamboo house, the already gloomy sky became darker and darker, and a cold wind blew, making people shiver unconsciously.

Then, the sound of the thundering flowers gradually became quieter.

Eventually, only the occasional roar was heard, except for the ticking of raindrops on the earth.

Several Spirit Plant Cultivators looked at each other strangely a few times before braving the rain and coming to the Spirit Field to check what was going on.

"It stands to reason that the blooming of thundering flowers is a relatively slow process, and it is impossible for it to end so quickly?" A young Spirit Cultivator flew briskly as he spoke to the others.

And when a few people saw the specific situation of Lei Minghua, the strange color on their faces became even heavier.

It turned out that the thundering flowers that were blooming all around suddenly stopped opening, and not only that, but they seemed to be slowly shrinking and closing, as if they were going to return to the shape of flower bones.

"It's really evil, I've planted thundering flowers more than once, and I've never had such a situation, weird, it's weird!" Carefully examining the situation of the thundering flower, a middle-aged monk was very surprised.

At this time, another monk with a heavier tone said: "Hurry up and call the deacon, we can't afford such a big loss!" ”

"What Brother Chu said is very true!"

After a brief exchange of words, they arranged for two spiritual monks to immediately go to the service hall to explain the situation.

After a long time, the palace-level deacon of the service hall arrived.

This is a monk who looks quite young, less than thirty years old, but there is an aura of non-anger and self-authority in his demeanor, which makes people involuntarily respect.

"Deacon Wu, that's the case." An older Spirit Plant Monk lowered his head and whispered.

The deacon of the Destiny Palace surnamed Wu nodded, came to the spiritual field, and looked around.

After a long time, Deacon Wu frowned slightly and said, "You said that there was a cold wind at that time, do you know where it came from?" ”

Everyone shook their heads, their faces guilty.

"Is there anyone else here?" Turning his head, Deacon Wu said again.

The middle-aged monk who had explained earlier pointed to a small courtyard in the distance and said in a low voice, "There was originally a disciple here who was practicing here, and it was said that he was a newcomer. However, this person is very strange, not only did he not move away, but he has been cultivating in the small courtyard, and he has basically never come out. ”

After hearing this, Deacon Wu didn't say much, turned around and walked towards the small courtyard where Chen Ting was.

Inside the bamboo house.

Sensing that there were several spiritual power fluctuations coming towards him, Chen Ting could only stop his cultivation and slowly open his eyes.

Pushing open the door, I saw Deacon Wu who bore the brunt at a glance, and saw that the other party's breath was not obvious, but there was a faint aura around him, obviously a palace-level monk.

As soon as his mind changed, Chen Ting immediately saluted and said, "Disciple Chen Ting, I have seen this senior uncle. ”

Deacon Wu nodded slightly and walked into the bamboo house.

The rest of the spiritual monks didn't go in, just waited outside.

After looking around, the Destiny Palace Cultivator said, "I heard that you are a new disciple?" ”

Chen Ting followed closely and said, "Uncle Hui, the disciple has been in the house for a month and twenty-one days. ”

"Well, the qualifications are acceptable, when are you going to spin?" Deacon Wu turned his head, glanced at Chen Ting's empty left arm, then looked at him again, and suddenly smiled.

Chen Ting smiled reluctantly and said, "This, thanks to Uncle Shi's blessing, has now achieved a small success." It's just that the disciple is stupid, and he is not sure of the success of the rotation. ”

Only three points are said when people meet.

At this point, Chen Ting is very skillful, whether it is dealing with the Lingquan Monk or the second-step power.

Deacon Wu's smile gradually converged, and his tone was light: "Soundproof Array, Spirit Stone Void Array, it seems that you have quite a lot of research in the formation." ”

There was something strange in his heart, and Chen Ting began to understand the meaning of this young Destiny Palace monk.

"What do you think of the aura here, and what is the difference between it and outside the sect?" Without waiting for Chen Ting to speak, Deacon Wu said again.

After a pause, Chen Ting said: "It's good, it's naturally very different from the outside." ”

Deacon Wu looked directly at Chen Ting and immediately said, "What is heaven and what is earth?" ”

"The sect is the sky, and the outside is the earth. Forgive the disciple for taking the liberty of not knowing what Uncle Shi meant by coming here, can you say it clearly? Frowning imperceptibly, Chen Ting immediately spoke.

Hearing this, Deacon Wu smiled slightly: "Just take a casual look." Of course, he also told Senior Nephew Chen that since he recognized the sect as heaven, he should cherish it. ”

After speaking, he crossed Chen Ting and walked towards the outside of the house.

Don't have a deep meaning!

Did you notice something?

Thinking a little in his heart, Chen Ting said respectfully: "Thank you Uncle for your kind words, the disciple must remember it!" ”

Sent to the door, seeing Deacon Wu and several Lingzhi monks leave, Chen Ting just stood with a smile and thought.

What kind of medicine is sold in this gourd, do you suspect that I made it?

It's impossible, these two old monsters are very shrewd, a monk of the Destiny Palace, it is impossible to detect anything!

Maybe it's just a doubt and you want to knock me?

Or, do they have a connection with Hong Baizhan?

No matter what, there is a Cosmopolitan Heavenly Eye Array in the land of the sect, and they don't dare to mess around!

Thinking about it in his heart, Chen Ting soon thought clearly.

As long as you are cautious, you will be safe in Mingyi Gate.

I want to go back to my house and continue my practice.

At this time, a beautiful figure appeared in Chen Ting's field of vision, and it was Zhuo Yiyi, who had not been seen for a long time.

"Why do you have the leisure to come here today?" When Zhuo Yiyi approached, Chen Ting spoke softly.

Zhuo Yiyi looked displeased, and said: "I've been here several times, it's good for you to only care about cultivation and forget everything!" ”

Returning to the bamboo house and motioning for Zhuo Yiyi to sit down, Chen Ting said slowly: "With my qualifications, if I don't spend more time cultivating hard, will you think that I am willing to become a waste?" ”

"Don't talk about that." The more she listened, the more bored she became, Zhuo Yiyi hurriedly changed the topic and said, "By the way, isn't it the time for thundering flowers today, why haven't you seen any of them?" ”

"The world is impermanent, who can say?"

With a faint smile, Chen Ting played a fire trick, and soon, he boiled a pot of hot water.

Pouring two cups of tea, Chen Ting continued: "How about it, your master surnamed Mo has taught you anything new?" ”

Taking a sip of tea, Zhuo Yiyi held the teacup with both hands, smiling like a flower: "Yes, the master has taught Yiyi another method of escape, called "Fufeng Strange Changes", which is very wonderful, and when you practice to the third level, you can temporarily resist the wind!" ”

"Well, save your life first, it seems that your master has a heart." Nodding, Chen Ting said unhurriedly.

Zhuo Yiyi put down the teacup and replied: "Childe, if I don't show it for you, it's very powerful!" ”

Looking at Zhuo Yiyi's eager look, Chen Ting smiled and said, "It's good to be amazing, remember to practice more in the future, yes, when did you break through the fifth layer of Lingquan?" ”

Farewell three days, should be impressed.

Two months ago, Zhuo Yiyi was just a monk who had just stepped into the fourth layer of the Spirit Spring.

But in just the short time of entry, he broke through the confines of the fifth layer of the spiritual spring, and reached the peak of the fifth layer, as if he was already at the same level as Chen Ting, and it was already predictable to believe that the spiritual power was swirling.

The location of the Mingyi Sect is worthy of being a blessed place, especially for the talented monks, it is like a fish in water, and their cultivation is advancing day by day.

Zhuo Yiyi was broken by Chen Ting's words, and said with a stupid smile: "Just a few days ago, I barely broke through." ”

"Don't be embarrassed, it's a good thing to have a breakthrough in cultivation, you should be happy, and I am sincerely happy for you, but to keep it up, I don't want to see a day when you are embarrassed in front of others because you can't advance for a long time." Chen Ting didn't care about Zhuo Yiyi's lies, but just said meaningfully.

"Well, Yiyi understands." Zhuo Yiyi nodded heavily and continued, "Childe, I have something for you. ”

"Oh, what's that? Take a look. Chen Ting looked stunned and slowly spoke.

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