Listening to the snow building, the name is poetic, refined and elegant, and it is actually a lonely sect that does not enter the stream.

Although it has a small reputation, it still attracts a large number of scholars and squires from nearby small towns.

Therefore, there are still some disciples in the sect, but they are not empty.

At this time, on the top of a mountain peak in Tingxue Tower, a young man was sitting cross-legged on the ground and meditating.

The sect is not very large, and you can see it all at a glance when you stand on a high place.

In the open cultivation ground of the sect, a middle-aged man sat cross-legged on a futon, his lips open and closed, teaching some cultivation methods.

Below him, there were a few teenagers sitting listening attentively to the lecture, and even worse, drowsy.

"On the path of cultivation, we must not slack off. ”

An hour later, the middle-aged man got up, glanced at the young man on the mountain peak, looked flat, and turned around and walked into a room in the sect.

Seeing the figure of the middle-aged man walking into the house, his sad face suddenly became cheerful.

Many people also turned their eyes to the figure on the mountain peak.

"That guy has never listened to the sect master's teachings on cultivation. ”

"I heard that it seems that a month ago, the sect master picked it up somewhere else, and it took five days to wake up in a coma. ”

"Seeing that he is weak, it shouldn't be that he can't practice. Among the many disciples, the sound of muttering kept coming out, and after a while, there were many more versions.

"How can you talk nonsense like this, he is our junior brother. In the sect, a girl wearing simple sect clothes frowned slightly, and there was a hint of reprimand in her words.

"Senior sister, why do you protect him every time, we have been in the sect for much longer than him. Some of the teenagers complained, and glanced at the teenager on the mountain peak a few times in a not very friendly way, but they did not dare to talk about the teenager blatantly.

You must know that although they are all fifteen or sixteen years old, in the sect, no one will make this girl called a senior sister unhappy with her, not only because of her delicate appearance, but because of her too kind heart.

Under the gaze of many eyes, the girl walked briskly towards the mountain.

"Senior brother Chang'an. A soft exhaler pulled the boy's thoughts back.

The young man looked up, the girl smiled lightly between her eyebrows, her body bent slightly, looking at herself, at the moment when the two pairs of eyes collided, the girl straightened her waist, and the sect's clothes swayed in the wind.

"Senior Sister Wanqing. Li Changan's eyes were clear and he responded with a smile.

For the senior sister in front of him, Li Changan is very respectful in his heart, although the age difference is almost the same, but during this period of time in the sect, he can feel the girl's care and care for him, and this warmth touched Li Changan.

"Although you are physically weak, you can't give up on yourself, maybe one day you can feel the aura of heaven and earth and become a cultivator. There are also junior brothers and sisters in the sect, sometimes they will speak more heavily, so don't take it too seriously, I have already taught them a lesson for you. Mu Wanqing looked at the stunned Li Changan, and sighed slightly in her heart, as a senior sister, there was only so much she could help him.

Li Changan was stunned for a moment, looked at the girl who walked down the mountain step by step, turned her head, and fell into memory.

A month ago, why did the mysterious old man with the lantern and the many dead gods, demons, and monsters happen to appear in front of him, and what is even more strange is that the lantern wick that guides the dead body is actually an ancient coffin.

Is that what Wandao Tu looks like, or is it the appearance of an ancient coffin that teaches his own cultivation? Li Changan didn't even know.

When the wick ignited the Wandao diagram in his heart, the pain was too strong that Li Changan lost consciousness and passed out, and the others were unknown.

And after waking up, he was already in this so-called Tingxue Lou sect.

Li Changan went to consult the sect master, and heard the sect master say that in the mountain range where he was located, there was a heavenly punishment descending into the world, and it was barren within a hundred miles, and no one dared to approach.

Since no one dared to approach, why did the sect master go there, no one knew, the sect master didn't say, and Li Changan didn't ask again.

Sitting on the mountain peak, feeling the cool breeze, Li Changan can feel the rhythm of the wind more clearly.

It seems like...... After waking up, his body had a subtle change compared to before, and this change was indescribable.

Looking at the afterglow of the sunset, sprinkled all over the sky, unconsciously, in the eyes of others, he sat for another day.

Li Changan stroked his sleeves, pressed his hands to his knees, his eyes closed, at that moment, his clothes were windless, his body was in the heart, there was no figure of Wandaotu, if anyone could see the young man's sea of knowledge, he would inevitably be terrified, because, there, there was a chaotic haze, under the washing of the spiritual power of the outside world, the layers of haze dissipated, but what was revealed was still a haze.

After waking up from a coma, Li Changan discovered the changes in himself, the Wandao Diagram seemed to be burned out by the wick, and in Li Changan's mind, it turned into this hazy sea of consciousness, but no matter how Li Changan watered this haze with spiritual power, it could not be broken.

In this sea of knowledge, Li Changan conjured up his phantom and said in a low voice: "Above the Tongqi Realm is the Linghai Realm, and it is necessary to condense the spiritual source in the body for the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to reincarnate back and forth, but I can clearly feel that I am much stronger now than before, perhaps, in a coma, it is not necessary to break through to the Linghai Realm." ”

Li Changan stretched out his hand, and the aura in his hand continued to condense and compress, gradually turning into a mass of aura sources that exuded edge, but at the same time, it also consumed a lot of aura in his body.

Li Chang'an's heart moved, and in the chaotic world in the sea of consciousness, wisps of haze were separated, and in a few breaths, he felt that the aura of his physical strength was full of a lot.

"Perhaps, my spiritual source is different from others. Li Changan muttered.

Li Changan doesn't know what the spiritual source opened up by others looks like, but the spiritual source he opened up is a chaotic world.

There is a spiritual source in the body, which is the symbol of the spiritual sea realm.

Days, it's a little cold.

Although Tingxue Lou is a little simple, each disciple will have his own house, and Li Changan is naturally no exception.

Li Changan walked down the mountain peak and returned to his residence, and to his surprise, a figure was waiting for him at the door.

"Sect Master. Li Changan stopped and greeted respectfully.

"I accepted you as a disciple without your permission, and now, your injuries should be almost healed, and you have your choice. ”

"It's nice here, I want to stay for a while. ”

"If you want to, this is your home. The sect master smiled, as if he was very satisfied, and turned around and walked towards his house.

Li Changan was speechless, looking at the figure of the sect master silently, not knowing what he was thinking.