There are thousands of disciples under the Taihe Sect, there are about hundreds of thousands of disciples in the outer sect alone, and a Shuimu Twin Spirit Root disciple is also inconspicuous, and most of the disciples above Jin Dan in the sect are Double Spirit Root and Three Spirit Roots. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jun Changning understood his situation the day after he came here. It's not too good, but it's not too bad either, in short, the rest of the days depend on your own struggle. What's more, the environment of the entrance peak is very good, the mountains are bright and the water is beautiful, the air is fresh and sparsely populated, and it is very comfortable.

After cleaning the fallen leaves in the last corner, Jun Changning came to the big tree in the middle of the front yard and sat on a slightly flat stone to rest. She was no longer curious about the tree, regardless of the season, whether it was losing its leaves every day, and why it was still densely foliage.

Taking out the half-made carpentry from the storage bag, Jun Changning began to nail the third table leg to the wooden board. There is no skill, and of course, no one expects a five-year-old child to have anything aesthetic or anything like that.

The irregular square plank, one of which still has jagged fracture marks, was picked up by Jun Changning from the fire in the kitchen of the Dao Peak. The four table legs were also made of local materials, and she also bothered people to show her the same length. A few thick metal rods were collected to be used as nails. Finally, he picked up a large rock on the side of the road and used it as a hammer. All the tools are complete.

"Knock knock! Knock knock! 、、、、、、”

The rhythmic knocking sound provoked an impatient glance at the old man who came to the door. When he saw what the little imp was doing, the corners of the old man's mouth twitched fiercely. He glanced at Jun Changning, who had a serious face, and his gray beard trembled, and he didn't turn around and ignore it.

Jun Changning wiped the beads of sweat on his face, and pressed the freshly baked table hard, a little stunned but quite strong, and it was enough to put a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. She took out a rag and wiped the tabletop, carefully placed a stack of rice paper on it, then took out the ink block and began to grind.

The things in the mortal world were of little value to the monk, so she bought a lot of them from the old monk for a spirit stone. There was nothing in the library that could be seen by the monks, so she randomly chose a Taoist classic and began to practice calligraphy. Most of these secular books are intended to serve rulers, and they do not elaborate much on the mysteries of immortality. Even some of the commentaries are of no use to cultivators in terms of caring for the world and persuading others to be kind.

Jun Changning used these books to enlighten himself, thinking that he was making the best use of things, and he was quite complacent about it.

The breeze is blowing, and the young children sitting under the trees writing are working hard.

The red-clothed man on the top floor of Langhuan Pavilion habitually sat by the window while holding a scroll, and from time to time he would look up at the little doll under the tree in the distance. There was no special look on his face, just like every day for more than a month.

The sun gradually rose high in the sky, Jun Changning wrote the last stroke, looked up at the sky, let out a long breath, pinched his somewhat red and swollen knuckles, took out a white-flour steamed bun and began to eat lunch with cold water.

After eating, exercise and eat, Jun Changning finished walking around the west side of the library pavilion yesterday, and began to explore the east side today.

The wanton growth of weeds made Jun Changning feel like a hamster burrowing into the grass, and he couldn't see her at all. Finally climbed a slippery boulder and looked around, Jun Changning almost fell down.

Compared with the structure of the gentle slope on the west side, the east side of this library is a bottomless cliff, which is steep and cold like a giant beast that chooses people to devour, and when you look down, the clouds cover the fog and the bottom is bottomless, and there is not even a slightly old tree on the side. Jun Changning swallowed her saliva, she had no doubt that if she fell, she would never survive.

She pondered as she climbed back, only the Jindan period could fly, when would she be able to jump down and see?

On the way, he dug up a wildflower and planted it under a big tree, Jun Changning took out a futon and began to meditate.

The class of the Lecture Hall for a month has ended, and there are only three people in the Dao Peak who have successfully induced qi into the body in this month, including Jun Changning. The others were all assigned to each peak to serve as handymen, and the other two were led to compete with the disciples of the other peaks who had attracted qi into the body.

Jun Changning continued to be free-range, and she felt that she had a high chance of being forgotten. Because the day before yesterday, the master of the preaching hall was very surprised when he saw her, as if he was saying what was the matter with her?

Without paying much attention to the people around him, Jun Changning skillfully ran the aura in his body according to the veins of the mental method. She found that the aura in her body would increase slightly with each Zhou Tian. These increases have been limited. According to the principle of cultivation, the growth of cultivation is actually a process of accumulation of aura. So does the aura drive the surrounding aura into the body during operation, or is it generated in the human body for no reason?

The answer seemed to be taken for granted, Jun Changning clearly felt that the aura close to his skin had partially penetrated into the veins along with the operation of the spell. But it seems that the aura absorbed into the body is also selective, Jun Changning found that some spirit children can easily enter the body, while others are not.

She remembered that she was a water and wood twin spirit root, and she had some realization in her heart. But the common sense that she had lived so long in her previous life told her that the balance of the five elements in the human body was the best. Isn't she malnourished? Some jokingly looked down at their skinny little body.

Jun Changning thought about it with his hands on his cheeks, stretched out a finger and drew a circle on the ground. After thinking about it for a while, I drew a Tai Chi pattern again.

The old janitor yawned, opened his eyes and stretched. Subconsciously looked at the little girl sitting under the tree, and pursed her lips, she was impatient so soon, the road of cultivation is not so easy to walk. sneered, and couldn't tell whether it was self-deprecation or sarcasm. As an old guy with little life, he is going to the market tomorrow to have a look, except for the hope of a slim opportunity, there will probably be no surprises in life.

The old monk walked past the stupid little girl with an expressionless face, not squinting.

The moment I stepped out of the courtyard door of the Library Pavilion, a strange feeling suddenly hit my heart. He involuntarily stopped and looked back, his mouth slowly opened wide, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

A milky white cyclone visible to the naked eye centered on the girl, sweeping away all the surrounding aura, and the girl's cultivation rose from the first layer of Qi training, until it stopped at the peak of the fourth layer of Qi training. The flowers and plants that were nourished by the rich aura around were delicate for a moment, and even the wildflower that had just been transplanted was cheered up, and it was a new bud.

The old monk's throat moved, and his eyes were fixed on the girl under the tree.

Jun Changning's first reaction when he came back to his senses was to wipe his face with his sleeve, but unexpectedly, it was full of oil.

Just as she was looking for a place to take a bath, a person suddenly appeared in front of her and knelt in front of her. She was stunned.

"What is this doing, uncle, hurry up, hurry up!" Being given this gift by an old man with gray hair, Jun Changning was embarrassed and speechless.

"Please be sure to advise the fairy! Before, it was old and decayed, and there were no beads. Please don't blame the fairies! "Sturdy, sturdy, knocking his head down.

Jun Changning hurriedly flashed to the side, "Don't dare to be a pointer, let's learn, uh, just learn!" Comfortably stretched out her hand to help the old monk up, and when it came to this, she probably understood what the other party meant.

The old monk stared at her without blinking, and his tone was excited and expectant: "Fairy, is this a promise to instruct?" ”

Jun Changning smiled helplessly: "If the old man has any doubts, if I know, I will know everything." She actually understands the feeling of this kind of 10,000-year-old scumbag after meeting Xueshen, but it is the first time to be the latter, and she is also very excited.

I think she hung behind her best friend's tail back then, and she was a well-known second child in the school. A book, people casually flip through it and test 100 points, she seriously studies it twice from beginning to end and scores 98 points, and it is all blood and tears when she says it. I never thought about it, it turned out that I was born in the wrong place.

Jun Changning suddenly thought that God didn't bring the guy who had been pressing on her head with him, and he must have let her taste the taste of being crushed all the way.

The red-clothed man in Lang Huan Pavilion looked at this scene with a blank expression, and the scroll under his finger was blown up by the wind, which was a rare historical book in the cultivation world.