After a few days of hard work, Ning Sheng gradually became familiar with the peak of her master, and intermittently listened to the old man's predecessors say that this peak was called Yunling Peak, which was the highest of the seventy-two peaks.

Hearing this, Ning Sheng was in awe, this old Wen senior really didn't just have two brushes, it was very tight.

"Master, what you mean by this is that these large and small peaks are enough for thousands, regardless of size. And the mountain col is tens of thousands, and the flat place is even more extensive, so since then, the entire Lanyue Sect is not very vast?" There was surprise on Mo Ying's face, and she asked rhetorically.

Senior Wen, who was called Master, shook his golden fan slowly, and nodded unhappily, "Yes." There are talented people in the country, and there are many new young disciples of your generation. ”

Ning Sheng has a deep understanding of this.

She almost suffered a big loss herself, but fortunately with the help of the pager, she was lucky enough to sit here and listen to the teachings of Lao Wen's predecessors.

"Moo'er, what don't you understand in practice?" As he said this, the corner of his eye was also watching Ning Sheng's reaction.

"Back to Master, there is none. The exercises given by the master to the apprentice have been recited proficiently, and they just need to be further studied. When Mo Ying spoke, there was a look on her face, and a pair of beautiful eyes were shining, compared to Ning Sheng, she was qualified to be proud and had capital.

In just a few days, Ning Sheng found that the aura on Mo Ying's body had become a little different, and he analyzed it, saying that Mo Ying's cultivation was an exercise that adjusted with his own breath, which was about three layers higher than Ning Sheng, and this exercise could allow practitioners to hide their own cultivation.

"Hmm." Ning Sheng couldn't see the expression of Lao Wen's predecessor clearly, not clearly, but couldn't understand it, he wasn't happy, he wasn't unhappy, he was too calm. Let Ning Sheng have no bottom in her heart, Mo Ying and her open and secret battles, Ning Sheng did not take the initiative to attack, nor did she passively defend, she did not have the capital to argue with Mo Ying, although she is also sitting here now, but in her heart, she is just going through the motions.

So, when Senior Wen looked at her and asked, "Ning Sheng, what about you?" I don't understand. Ying pursed her lips indistinctly, showing her own savings, Ning Sheng only didn't think about it, and the corners of her eyes twitched twice, but this was also the reason why Ning Sheng didn't hate her very much.

"Senior, the disciple has something unknown."

"Oh, let's hear it." Senior Wen stopped shaking the golden fan in his hand, and it seemed that he didn't move, but he became serious.

"Immortal cultivators practice, cultivate their minds, cultivate their bodies, and absorb aura, however, it is not just aura that is mixed in the air, so if it is absorbed into the body, will there be a certain amount of rejection." Ning Sheng's words are not nonsense, after all, she has been in another world, and she has seen a lot of theories, the cultivation realm and the immortal cultivation realm, strictly speaking, she really doesn't know what is the difference, and combined with her own cultivation experience and feelings, combined with the life experience of another world, she has this question.

"Well, that's a new statement. Do you have any exercises? ”

Ning Sheng shook his head, "For the time being, apart from the basic exercises that have entered the Lanyue Sect to cultivate, I haven't practiced any other exercises. ”

The hillbilly looked at Mo Ying's mouth shape, and Ning Sheng's heart was stagnant, what is the main thing? Others, nothing special.

What Lao Wen's predecessor thinks, Ning Sheng doesn't know, anyway, if she asks her, she should not blame her, now, Lao Wen's predecessor is her food and clothing parents.

When she comes to Yun Ling Peak, she can't go to cultivate immortal food eup, at least before she reaches the level of spiritual power, she doesn't have the ability to fly over the mountains at all, go to Xiuxian Shiyi, and rely on Lao Wen's predecessors to send it, then don't even think about it, even Mo Ying, she will have this kind of thought.

Looking at the old Wen senior in front of him, Ning Sheng really didn't know what he was thinking at this time.

"Reiki three layers?."

"Back to my predecessors, yes, the disciple's cultivation speed has always been very slow."

"Hmm. If you haven't practiced the exercises, don't be busy cultivating for the time being, and when you are at the fifth level of your aura, come to me again, I will have a small retreat this time, if you don't have anything important, don't come to me. The last sentence was mainly said by looking at Mo Ying.

"Yes, Master."

"Thank you, senior." After Mo Ying finished speaking, Ning Sheng answered.

Being glanced at by Senior Wen, Ning Sheng didn't quite understand the meaning in his eyes, his head turned, and he gave up thinking.

Let's walk out of the reception room of Lao Wen's predecessors, Ning Sheng thought to himself, it should be, I really don't know what the names of these rooms are, because in the world of cultivating immortals, there is no clear name, it all depends on the preferences of the owner here, it is really comfortable, Ning Sheng, a rookie who cultivates immortals, doesn't know yet, it is all piled up with spirit crystals.

Mo Ying didn't come out, yet. This is the fact that Ning Sheng reacted when he stepped over the threshold, the superiority and difference between the disciple and the registered disciple, there is a comparison, and it is only then that he can be discovered. At this moment, Ning Sheng somewhat understood the importance of worshipping a good master.

Master Ning Sheng doesn't know if he fights or not, but the first-hand resources for cultivating immortals are really obtained from the master, and even the parents have to lean aside, unless it is the kind of meaning of worshipping his parents as teachers, that is to say, following his parents to practice, this is not nothing.

For some reason, Ning Sheng's parents did not teach Ning Sheng to practice, but she didn't know about her cheap brother, and she didn't know much about this memory.

Back in her own room, Ning Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, her expression relaxed, since she saw how powerful Rong Ruoyou was, especially Ning Sheng, who could know the thoughts in her heart, when answering some experience in the daily routine, she was even less talkative and concentrated.

"Drip, Ning Sheng, it's time for forging." The mechanical and punctual voice of the pager sounded in Ning Sheng's mind again.

"Got it, Pager." Fortunately, it can be washed off, that black feeling.

One, two, three "stop." ”

Ning Sheng quickly stopped her movements. "Did you reach your goal?" Gasping for breath, Ning Sheng asked, mixed with the hot breath, his hands propped on his knees, and the emerald green skirt was somewhat dragged on the ground, in a semicircular arc.

"Ning Sheng, inform you, it's still a little bit away."

"Again." Ning Sheng let out a sigh of relief.

Hands raised vigorously, feet together, legs straight, from the fingernails of the left fingers, the cold spiritual power set off, gradually, flowing to Ning Sheng's heart, passing through Rong Ruo Demon Inner Dan, slowly set off, once, twice, three times, through the five fingers of the right hand, turned around, and returned to the left index finger nail cover in the whistling machine again.

"Okay?" Ning Sheng gasped, sweating profusely, his hair was like a broom, standing upright in the sky, and there was a trace of smoke, as if his hair would be lit if he was stronger, but his heart and limbs were cold as if he was in a cold cellar.

Ning Sheng was a little nervous, and it meant that she was able to continue this intensity, and the benefits were obvious and obvious, when she meditated and practiced, the speed at which the aura submerged into her body was even faster, "Congratulations, you can continue." The voice of the pager sounded in Ning Sheng's mind mechanically and deeply, "But"

"But nothing." Ning Sheng supported the edge of the table with one hand, stood with his legs trembling a little, and asked seriously.

"It's a bit painful." The voice of the pager did not hesitate and said directly.

"I understand." Of course, Ning Sheng knew that she was not bearing it now, but this strength should also be the lightest. Don't be cruel to herself, she doesn't want others to be cruel to herself, the current hard work, after practice has proven, it is worth it.

Ning Sheng gritted her teeth, remembering the conversations and pictures she had heard and saw, she walked to the edge of the bed one by one, sat down, crossed her legs little by little, sat down as always, and began to practice the basic exercises, and the pain in her body slowly eased.

The aura did not enter the body, but slowly flowed in the tendons, and with Ning Sheng's exhale and inhalation, it flowed naturally, injecting power into the tendons.

In the veins, there is still a force, that is the cold spiritual power, Ning Sheng does not know, but when she cultivates, the pain is also something she can experience.

The pull of the three aura, Ning Sheng constantly balanced, with her own willpower, every time she meditated and practiced, she was cautious and cautious, which had a vital relationship with Ning Sheng's natal aura coming from the one in "Magic Sound Ear Irrigation", Hongyi was honorable, but this also aggravated Ning Sheng's difficult cultivation process, which was not very good.