One day suddenly flashed, Li Yong's face appeared and said: "Long Bao, take Qingya to Jianwei Peak to find Shi Lianzhi to teach, and follow her to learn some introductory qi refining methods in the future." ”

Long Bao agreed.

On the way to see Weifeng, Long Bao told Long Lin that Shi Jiaoxi was a woman who was almost forty years old, refining qi at the eighth level. She was the eldest daughter of an ordinary peasant family, her family was very poor, and she worked very hard; once she was feeding her half-brother and accidentally burned her brother's neck, and her stepfather broke her leg. Later, because he was not healed, he became lame. When he was about seventeen or eighteen years old, he met the immortal fate and was brought back to the sect by Xu Haoran, the master of Weifeng Peak, because of his perseverance, hard work, and often praised by Xu Haoran.

Long Lin was full of reluctance, he didn't seem to lack spiritual power, but he didn't know how to channel, organize, fuse, and refine, which was definitely not something that an eighth-layer of qi refining could guide. But there is nothing to be done, can he still be allowed to pick and choose from a mortal without spiritual roots?

When he arrived at a small hall that was not very spacious in Jianweifeng, Shi Jiao Xi stood in front of the table with a smile on his face, holding a black oxtail whip (introduced on the Long Bao Road, it is a medium-level magic weapon, made of oxtail grass, which can smash the mountain stones ten zhang away, which is quite powerful. Long Lin kowtowed to her, and Shi Jiao Xi reserved and signaled: "That's it, get up." Then he and Long Lin looked at each other. She is about forty years old, not tall, some strong, small round face, slightly yellow eyes, blowing fire mouth, does not look vicious, seeing Long Lin silent, Long Bao looked around, his heart was very angry, he thought that the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, Long Lin, the son of a broken household, would always have some benefits, but I didn't expect this to be a sensible hairy child. Since she was in charge of the teaching of beginner disciples, who from the small sects below did not compete with each other and secretly bribed, hoping that she would give her children the best and most suitable mental method, and recommend them to the major peaks with a future to cultivate, instead of being assigned to the Jixiang Kitchen to chop wood for cooking or to go to the elixir garden to farm.

She was unhappy in her heart, her face was still pleasant, and she said solemnly: "Sect Master Li personally ordered me to teach you the introductory mind method. I heard that you are a mortal without a spiritual root, have you cultivated before?"

Long Lin respectfully replied that he had tried many times, but as long as he was lucky, his stomach was like a knife, and he soon fainted, and after a long time, he had to give up.

Shi Lianzhi nodded: "Don't be afraid of difficulties! The path of cultivating truth was originally against the sky, if you don't have great perseverance, how can you do it? Thinking that this teacher was born in a peasant family and endured all kinds of hardships, it can be said that the children of the poor have already become ... family."

She raised her face and talked endlessly about the hardships she had endured since she was born, how her parents were unkind and unfair, how her younger brother was a bastard and hateful, how she worked hard to cultivate after entering the sect, how she rolled through the dangers again and again before the ghost gate was closed, how the whole sect valued her, and how the vassal sect family admired and respected her... After talking twice for two hours, she picked up the cup and drank a sip of spiritual tea, seeing that Long Bao listened to the teachings with an unusually wooden face, she turned to Long Bao with satisfaction and said: "Long Bao, it's not that this sect says you, although you are a dragon horned horse demon, you don't need to cultivate as hard as the human race, but, a demon, is a demon, you can still turn the sky in the Longyuan Continent?... If you don't work hard, how will you win glory for this sect in the future? If you don't advance against the current, you will retreat. Sect Master Li certainly loves you, but doesn't the Sect Master love me? Sect Master can't take care of you, and has been letting you climb the beam and the tree, what kind of system will you become in the long run?"

Long Bao was furious, and scolded in his heart: "You are the Dragon Horned Horse Demon, your whole family is the Dragon Horned Horse Demon!

Long Lin moved his toes a little numb uneasily, and wanted to say a few respectful words, but Shi Lianzhi picked up the whip again, and talked about the situation of a group of new disciples, among which there was a male disciple of Jiaoyu Hongda, who won her heart, and she used a pillar of incense to describe her expectations and visions for Xiao Yu affectionately: "... If a child like him who is hardworking and sensible and polite cannot build the Great Dao, then there will be no heavenly reason!"

Finally, she looked at the pair of children who looked a little stubborn with a smile: "Long Bao, Long... What? Oh, is Long Lin? You're brothers, aren't you? What do you two brothers think about what this sect says today?"

Long Lin was about to speak, but Long Bao hurriedly said, "The children of the poor are in charge of the house!"

Shi Lianzhi was very dissatisfied with Long Bao's heart, but he couldn't say anything. She didn't plan to teach Long Lin anything at all, in her opinion, teaching a mortal to cultivate immortals was simply a joke, thankless, and purely a waste of effort. So she made up her mind, and after teaching a lesson, she randomly gave a lowest-level exercise jade disk, "Is there anything I don't understand that I need to ask about this teaching?" she asked Long Lin with a smile.

Long Lin had actually been hesitating, should he ask about the vision he had encountered in his recent cultivation of the Xixia Wen Gong Method, he actually didn't want to reveal too early that he could actually cultivate, it would be good for him to participate in the sect competition, and it would have a surprise effect.

He didn't seem to be a vicious person, so he stammered about his dreams, hiding the part about Yi Ruying and his practice. Unexpectedly, Shi Jiaoxi smiled and bent down when he heard this: "You said that you suspect that there is an earthy yellow planet in your qi sea? You have a planet as a mortal, and this sect practices the eighth layer of qi refining, isn't it that the purple microstar of the divine realm will roll down and let this sect carry it?"

Shi Lianzhi was full of excitement, and boasted a lot. Finally, he took out a jade plate, explaining that it was a primary introductory mental method, and pasted it on Long Lin's forehead to carry spiritual power input.

Long Lin felt it, it was the method of refining qi and gathering qi, which was similar to the basic exercises of Panlong Valley, and he was greatly disappointed in his heart, but he didn't dare to reveal it, and respectfully kowtowed to say goodbye, Long Bao picked his nose and plucked his ears with extreme impatience on the side. When Shi Jiaoxi nodded, he immediately pulled up Long Lin and flew out of the small hall as soon as he turned around, and disappeared with a flash of golden light. Shi Jiao Xi was greatly surprised, this kind of running kung fu, even Xu Haofeng, the peak master of Jindan Great Perfection, couldn't do it.

Long Bao pulled Long Lin and said, "It's shameless to be a dead lame, a Qi Refining Eighth Layer has been blowing for so long, and it's really blowing her to death... I'll take you to dinner and see what's delicious. ”

Long Bao took him to Jixiang Kitchen, and Long Lin ate the rice of the Lingxi Sect for the first time: a bowl of rice with a strange fragrance, with a faint spiritual power, according to Long Bao, it was the spiritual rhino rice grown by the sect itself, and two dishes, one meat and one vegetable. The meat is bristle spirit mouse meat, and the vegetarian is the stems and leaves of the curly heart indila, all of which are spirit beasts and spirit grass, and the fragrance is fragrant. Long Bao used his brand to brush it in a bluestone trough and bought one for Long Lin, but he didn't eat it himself, and scolded a fat cook: "It's bristle spirit mouse meat again, every day bristle spirit mouse meat, is there any meat that is inferior to its aura?

Although the cook named Lao Luo was fat, he had no loyalty, and immediately scolded: "Long Bao, what are you talking about this little rabbit cub chewing maggots? You brought a mortal to rub Lao Tzu's oil, Lao Tzu didn't say anything, and gave you a double portion, and you still chirped crookedly, provoking Lao Tzu to beat you a rabbit cub! What kind of spiritual rice do mortals eat? Aren't you ruining food?"

Long Bao was angry and shouted loudly: "Lao Luo, you dead fat man! I rarely come to eat a meal in 500 years, and the money is not because you embezzled it? What's wrong with eating double today? It's not eating your mother's tenderloin, I want you to feel distressed!"

Long Lin hurriedly grabbed him and motioned for him not to fight. Long Bao made a grimace at Lao Luo, and sat down angrily, Luo Fat also knew that Long Bao was the sect master's beast pet, and he was deeply loved, and he didn't dare to offend too much, so he left with a snort.

When Long Lin finished eating, Long Bao asked him, "Is it delicious?"

Long Lin replied gloomily: "It's delicious." ”

He really hadn't eaten such a good meal, in Panlong Valley, he ate alone, and he ate ordinary rice and vegetables, and he never realized what was wrong with it. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid that his adoptive parents were secretly worried that he would draw spiritual power, and they did it intentionally... Thinking of his adoptive mother You Ruolan's beautiful eyes always have a faint sadness, when she stares at him, there seems to be a layer in her eyes; and cousin Danfeng, who refined qi at the age of seventeen, is really talented, and has never disliked Long Lin as a mortal, and when he has time, he plays with himself, lets himself ride on his shoulder, and steps on the flying sword to laugh and play. If it weren't for saving him, Brother Danfeng wouldn't have fallen early... He couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and a thin layer of tears appeared in his eyes.