Ling Motang placed the bottles and jars on the table on the shelves in turn, and pasted modern chemical terms on each porcelain bottle, so that it would be easy to identify them in the future. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Without the dresser and bed, the whole room looked empty and even more depressed than before. Staring at such a humble room, she sighed: the bread will be there.

Although the tinkle of poverty is now, as long as you are willing to work hard, the future will definitely be bright.

After everything was cleaned up, it was not early, she closed the doors and windows and hurried to the altar, Wu Xiu was already waiting there, and saw Ling Motang coming and pointing to the broom at the railing.

"His Holiness." She paced over, picked up a broom and started cleaning from the side of Wu Xiu's feet, looked up and asked Wu Xiu: "You said, is there anyone whose spirit attributes can't be measured by the spirit disk?" ”

Wu Xiu squinted his eyes and glanced at Ling Motang: "Concentrate on cleaning." ”

Ling Motang: ......

If you don't say it, you don't say it, and you still look like you're pretending to be deep, which is annoying.

She lowered her head and worked hard, and in the quiet night, she could clearly hear the sound of "swish" sweeping the floor, and an hour later, Ling Motang, who was sweating profusely, carried the broom on his shoulder and rushed to Wu Xiu: "Venerable, I finished sweeping, go back and rest first." ”

"Wait." Wu Xiu no longer leaned on the railing, stood up straight and commanded Ling Motang: "You come with me." ”

Ling Motang looked suspicious: "Venerable, it's all time, if the disciple doesn't go back, he won't be able to sleep for a few hours, and he still needs to go to the library early tomorrow morning." ”

"If you want to follow, follow it, what so much nonsense." Wu Xiu turned around and threw Ling Motang a cold look, Ling Motang shrank his head and kept silent, and honestly followed behind Wu Xiu.

Passing through the center of the altar, walking forward is the meditation hall where Wu Xiu lives, the two stone lions in front of the vermilion gate are piled with snow, and a few green bamboos grow against the corners of the wall, contrasting with the white wall. The white walls are so high that you can't see what is inside the walls.

Liuyun Sect has eight halls, once the meditation hall was the head of the eight halls, the disciples in the hall are all outstanding, but it is a pity that an accident a hundred years ago, so that several disciples of the Venerable without cultivation died in the accident one after another, and the talents of the meditation hall withered, from the first of the eight halls to the last.

After the accident subsided, the Venerable Wuxiu had a big dispute with the head of the sect at that time, and dismissed all the remaining disciples in the Jingsi Hall in a fit of anger, and then in the next hundred years, the head of the Liuyun Sect changed for two generations, and the Venerable Wuxiu ignored and lived alone in the Jingsi Hall without accepting a single disciple.

There is an unwritten rule in the Liuyun Sect, that is, Liuyun disciples are not allowed to step into the Jingsi Hall without permission, let alone make loud noises in front of the door of the Jingsi Hall.

Wu Xiu motioned to Ling Motang to push open the vermilion door, and Ling Motang pointed to the tip of his nose: "You let me in?" "This meditation hall, even Elder Qinghua can't enter at will, what kind of calculation is this Venerable Wu Xiu making, inviting her in?

While hesitating, Wu Xiu pushed Ling Motang's back, and Ling Motang shouted, "Eh", "What are you pushing me for?" The upper body was planted forward, and the inertia pushed open the vermilion door, and with a "squeak", the scenery presented in front of her made her stunned.

Who would have thought that the courtyard would be cold and the surface of the decaying Jingsi Hall would be so magnificent.

Separated by a wall, another piece of heaven and earth.

The green hills in the wall are towering, through the dim yellow lights, you can see the scattered pavilions at the waist of the green hills, open up the avenue in the mountains, the towering ancient trees on both sides will cover the avenue that extends inward, and you can vaguely hear the agitated sound of the waterfall hitting the stone inside.

Ling Motang looked inside, and couldn't wait to get closer to the scenery in the Jing Si Hall, but unfortunately Wu Xiu had already taken a seat in a pavilion at the foot of the mountain.

She had no choice but to go along, but she didn't dare to take her seat.

"What do you think of this meditation hall?" Wu Xiu brushed away the withered yellow leaves that fell on the stone table and asked Ling Motang.

Ling Motang looked up at the bright moon in the sky and swallowed: "Venerable, you don't want me to help you clean this meditation hall, I can't do it alone." ”

Wu Xiu's face was darker than the canopy, he snorted coldly, and heard Ling Motang say again: "How can this heaven and earth not be seen from the outside?" I just thought that Jing Si Hall must be a down-and-out courtyard that couldn't be more down. "Inside, there are green hills, pavilions and buildings, how can you not see so many magnificent buildings carved with dragons and phoenixes from the outside?

"It's just a trick." Wu Xiu's tone was indifferent: "What you see today is just a small corner of the Jing Si Hall. "The disciples of the Liuyun Sect all know that the Jingsi Hall was once the head of the Eight Great Halls, but they don't know that the Jingsi Hall is the lifeblood of the entire Liuyun Sect.

Ling Motang didn't dare to imagine that everything in front of her was just a corner, and sighed sincerely: "Old man, you are too low-key. "People who can afford to live in such a place actually go to the altar every night with a broom to sweep the floor.

Otherwise, people should not be disfigured.

"Sit down." Wu Xiu was unimpressed by Ling Motang's address to him.

Ling Motang looked around, and tapped the desktop with his uncultivated index finger: "You just asked me if the spirit disc can measure all the spirit attributes. ”

"Yes." Ling Motang's eyes were attentive, and he looked at Wuxiu seriously: "The day before yesterday, I used the spirit disc to test the spirit root...... " She told Wuxiu about the strange phenomena after testing with the spirit disc, hoping to get Wuxiu's guidance.

Although the image that Wuxiu gave to Ling Motang was that kind of bad old man sweeping the floor, and he looked quite unreliable, but Tsinghua Zhang Lao said that the Venerable Wuxiu was his uncle, so this Venerable without Xiu was really amazing.

Wu Xiu's expression was still flat, and Ling Motang stretched out his hand, he clasped the other party's wrist with three fingers, checked the meridians in Ling Motang's body with his consciousness, and withdrew his hand after half a moment, although his expression was flat, there was a little more charm in his eyes, as if he had obtained something strange.

"Don't say that your spiritual root can't be measured by the spirit disk, even cultivators who have entered the god transformation stage can't measure it." The corner of Wu Xiu's mouth smiled: "The five spirits are complete, it is indeed rare." ”

"Five Spirit Roots?" Ling Motang frowned: "But isn't there usually only one type of spiritual power attribute, how can I cultivate a five-spirit root like mine?" ”

"That's an ordinary person." Wu Xiu sneered: "It is recorded in ancient books that after cultivating the true perfection, you can have all the five spirits, but you have the five spirits in advance, and you are blessed." ”

Ling Motang's face was full of depression, and he said dejectedly: "Don't make fun of me when you are old, you are also blessed, I can't even use the aura, obviously there is aura in the body, but the dantian is not satisfied, and it can't release the aura." ”

"It's because you've used the wrong cultivation method, the Five Spirit Roots are different from the Single Spirit Root, and ordinary cultivation methods naturally won't work." Wu Xiu took out three books from his arms and placed them in front of Ling Motang.

"Spirituality?" Ling Motang's eyes lit up, there were actually three volumes of this "Spiritual Technique", she said that when she watched it back, she didn't know what to do, but she originally watched the middle volume.

No, didn't Lu Yan say last time that the "Spirit Movement Technique" was taken by Shen Yuan, how could it appear next to the Venerable Wuxiu?