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Xiluo Mountain is a spiritual tea workshop introduced from the Western Regions.

The Huanghuang cultivation era came to an abrupt end, but some elixirs were still preserved.

The alchemist refines and transmits the aura through special techniques, making it a spiritual tea that can be comparable to the elixir of refining the body and nourishing the body.

All kinds of spiritual tea workshops have been competing for glory in the southern sky for hundreds of years, ups and downs, alternating between the old and the new.

Now the Xiluoshan school is the most popular.

Compared with other workshops, Xiluoshan is unique in terms of elixir cultivation and refining, and strives to achieve excellence.

It is also a change from the vague degree of spirituality, and the nine-fold degree of spiritual classification has been introduced to cater to the different needs of guests.

Nowadays, the Xiluoshan workshop has sprung up like mushrooms after a rain in various places, and there is no sign of decline so far, which can be described as the leader.

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Before dawn, in a private room in Aji's Wine House.

Bai Liang hugged his headache and looked at the two classmates who were drunk and fell on the table, and were half stunned.

Three years really passed in a flash, but in the end I still didn't achieve anything, thinking about the beginning, it was really naïve and ridiculous.

Su Mingming and Wei Wei have their own family care, and they came to the academy to have a mixed day, but they are different!

Wei Wei joked that he wouldn't be able to mix in the future, so he went to his house to get a manager, and Bai Liang just shook his head and smiled.

The air in the early hours of the morning in the outer city is always filled with the intensity of inferior sand wine, mixed with the slightly cold wind.

Bai Liang walked aimlessly down the street, and from time to time he saw one or two drunks lying on the corner of the street like mud, accompanied by the smell of disgusting alcohol.

Bai Liangzhi was still groggy and walked into an old square.

There were broken stone pillars, so I sat down against one of them.

Tiredness swept over and pressed heavy eyelids.

Bai Liang faintly heard the sound of someone talking, and he struggled to get up, and kept circling around the pillar in an attempt to sober himself up.

In the corner was a pitch-black beggar, perhaps also a drunkard.

When Bai Liang passed by, he inexplicably had evil thoughts, and walked over after a pause.

The broken black stone pillars stretched and twisted like devils.

The ground was also undulating and sinking, and Bai Liang was in a trance, as if there were ghosts whispering in his ears.

He shook his head vigorously and rushed out of this strange place as if he had fled, stumbling all the way, not knowing how many times he fell.

The sky was faintly bright, and Bai Liang couldn't remember how far he could run, and he didn't stop panting until he saw the figure.

Looking up, a strange stone tiger was lying down, and Bai Liang walked over and sat down to adjust his breath.

He casually turned his head and saw the handprint recessed in the stone, and he raised his hand and pressed it in a daze.

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Every morning is a new beginning for the newly established autumn forest.

As the person in charge of several Xiluo Mountains in Tanning, the sixth disciple of the young ghost master, he stepped into this position at such a young age, and he is definitely among the top-notch.

He could have sat back and enjoyed everything, but Qiulin still maintained the habit of waking up early for many years.

He clearly understood how far he was from those masters, and how many people behind him were ready to pull him down, and he didn't dare to slack off at all.

When the first ray of light passed through the bookcase, Qiu Lin stopped the pen in his hand, picked up the pot of tea that had been spent overnight, and suddenly stared in a certain direction.

When his spiritual power reached his level, he would sense the abnormal fluctuations within a radius of several miles, and he realized that something unusual was happening outside.

"Master Qiu, I found a spiritual power seed. There was a knock outside the door.

Qiu Lin was slightly moved, and his hand holding tea stopped in the air.

"It's a student of Momiji Academy. The figure outside the door said, "More information will have to wait until an hour later." ”

"Don't look it up, you go about your business. Qiu Lin took a sip of cold tea, slightly bitter.

The outsider answered and left.

Qiu Lin walked to the window, his eyes deep.

That strange stone is placed in the cultivation era, it is a spiritual vein that can gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it can also test the cultivation qualifications.

The first generation of the owner of Mt. Xiluo obtained the rumored spirit seed from it, and his achievements were extraordinary.

Since then, each workshop will place such a piece of artificially chiseled spirit stone outside, engraved with the three characters of Xiluo Mountain.

But only a few people in Qiulin knew that the strange stone outside the door was indeed a real spiritual vein

Others are now more symbolic, like signboards.

Since Qiu Lin apprenticed, he had never heard of the appearance of any spiritual power seeds.

Besides, the spiritual power seed was considered a natural spirit body at that time, but now, hehe, it is no different from ordinary people.

Why bother to accept a student in the tea shop.

Bai Liang woke up to find that he was still lying under the stone pillar, and everything that was strange before seemed to be a dream.

It's just a dull pain all over my body, and my elbows and knees are bruised, which are real.

When Bai Liang returned to the academy, when the summer school was over, there were no more students on the academy street.

"Bai Er, aren't you going back?" Wei Wei, who was not tall and had a fair face, leaned back on the chaise longue, and a man who looked like a housekeeper was packing up his clothes.

"Let's find something to do outside. Bai Liang smiled.

"It's hotter in Yun'an than here, and the fool just went back, right?" The tall, thin and tall Su Mingming stabbed Bai Liang.

"Young Master Bai, think about going back to Hanqiu with my junior brother, there are a lot of them at home..."

"Get out!" Bai Liang angrily interrupted Su Mingming, who had always been in shape, and walked to the bed to pack up his things.

In order to facilitate management, the college concentrated all the students who stayed overnight in Wenyuan, and Bai Liang planned to move there in the afternoon.

"There's only one year left, and I'm going to be killed by my old man this summer. Wei Wei put his hands behind his head, looking loveless.

Yes, there is only one year left, and Bai Liang was stunned.

"Wei Shao is about to take over the big business so soon, congratulations. Su Mingming gloated, and then said melancholy: "Poor me, I don't know where to go." ”

"you, wait for the end of school next year, Young Master Ben plans to go to the Northern Regions to play a lap first, of course, it takes two coolies. Young Master Wei suddenly said casually.

"I really love you to death, my Wei Shao!" Su Mingming pounced.

"Get out!" Wei Wei kicked him back. "Your money, Lao Tzu will not give out a single state coin. ”

Su Ming let out a scream hysterically.

The housekeeper man shook his head and smiled, his gaze lingering on Bai Liang for a while.

The young master's social circle, they naturally inquired clearly in secret.

Yun'an is a poor and remote country, and the Bai family's background is also very ordinary, and even the miscellaneous servants in the clan are not as good, and the young master would not deal with this kind of person before.

But since the young master pouted and proposed to live in the academy by himself, a lot has changed.

I heard the young master say that it was Bai Liang who helped the two of them in desperation at the beginning, so that he learned a lot.

It's rare for the young master to have a close friend! The butler smiled heartily.

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Shiro threw himself on the bed, his hands resting behind his head, looking boredly at the cracked ceiling.

Wenyuan is the oldest dormitory building, and the college plans to start demolishing and rebuilding it in the fall.

Before that, Bai Liang was going to stay in it for the whole summer.

Those two guys aren't there, it's really boring!

"What did you do, brother!" came a square-faced, slightly chubby teenager into the room.

His name is Xu Pingle, the college of the Yuan Magnet Department.

"Don't work for a short time, I'll go to a farther place tomorrow. Bai Liang shook his head.

"I know the owner of Yao Shiju, let me start working with him tomorrow. ”

"Do you want anyone?" asked Bai Liang.

"Well, I'll help you ask tomorrow. ”

"Good. Bai Liang didn't hold out any hope, but still asked.

"Hey, you're making a lot of noise" Qin Mingfeng, who had been lying down and sleeping, turned over.

Qin Mingfeng is a student of the Sports Institute, with a strong physique, working as a teaching assistant in a sports refining hall, but his life is a little chaotic, and he often does not return home at night and sleeps during the day.

Bai Liang and Xu Pingle glanced at each other and stopped talking.

"A friend of mine said that the treatment in Xiluo Mountain is not bad, and a new one has opened there on Xilin Street..."

Mt. Xiluo?

Bai Liang looked at Xu Pingle suspiciously, and the latter just shrugged.

The place introduced by Qin Mingfeng is estimated to be some kind of indulgence and drunkenness.

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