Everything fell to the ground, and even the disciples who were watching the excitement around had already dispersed.

"They really don't know the goods... It's just a lame leg...", Feng Ai muttered to himself, "Let's go, come with me." ”

Feng Ai is the master of this Quenching Spirit Palace, and the Quenching Spirit Hall is a place to train the basic exercises of disciples, at the beginning of each month, Feng Ai teaches the truth of cultivating immortals in this Quenching Spirit Palace, and all the disciples of the Qingqiu Sect can come and listen to it casually. It can be said that this Elder Feng Ai is the enlightenment teacher of all the disciples, but not all the disciples are respectful to this elder, because this elder's cultivation is a bit low.

In the entire Qingqiu Sect, the head of the Qingyu Sect was the highest, and it was the Great Perfection of the Bone Refining Period, the other nine elders were one level lower, all of them were in the Gathering Spirit Period, and the Feng Ai Elders were only in the Forging Pulse Period. Among the hundreds of disciples of the Qingqiu Sect, there were already many people in the Great Perfection of the Forging Pulse Stage, and they naturally would not be able to look down on this elder who was in the same realm as themselves.

Motoo didn't know these details, but he was grateful to Dade for selecting and containing his own Feng Ai.

"With you, I've only taken in two apprentices. My first apprentice, your senior brother, was named Jiang Li, but he had already left the Qingqiu Sect. In other words, at present, there are only two living people, you and me..."

"Master is above, I'll kowtow to you..."Yuan Wei had been worried about being disgusted by him, and when he saw Feng Ai open his mouth, he quickly knelt down on the ground.

"Since I have worshiped the teacher, I might as well give you a gift. Well... This is a spirit feather that has been with me for some years. When you have passed the week of forging the vein, you can enter the spiritual power to control the flight..."

"Thank you, Master!"

"No thanks, no thanks, there is a sect robe here, and a token. These are all tokens of the sect, don't lose them. Everything that should be explained has been explained, and the teacher is going to meditate. Your next task is to clean up the Soul Temple... By the way, remember to listen to me teach you how to cultivate immortals here tomorrow morning..."After Feng Ai finished speaking, he went to the inner room of the Quenching Spirit Palace. Only the proud Yuanwei and a huge quenching hall were left.

Early the next morning, there was already the sound of crowds frolicking outside the Quenching Hall. Yuan Wei opened the door of the hall, and those waiting for the new disciples and old disciples rushed in.

It is natural for new disciples to come to listen to Feng Ai's preaching and teaching, but as for those old disciples, their purposes are different: some people fall in love with the little junior sister, some people fall in love with the little junior brother, and some people just look at the excitement.

"Brother, brother, brother..." Mu Wei rushed over and grabbed Yuan Wei's hand, Yuan Wei was moved, because Mu Wei hid a small particle in his palm, and he quietly took the particle and held it in the palm of his hand.

"Take it when you cultivate..."Mu Wei whispered.

Motoo knew that Mu Wei was picked up by Bai Ye, the female elder of the Baicao Garden, and it was said that the Baicao Garden had planted countless elixirs and was the important place of the entire Qingqiu Sect.

"Is it an elixir? it can't be that you stole it?" asked Yuanwei in a low voice, he remembered the past of the Li family's Rejuvenation Hall.

"No, because of my talent for plants and trees, Elder Bai rewarded me. But you don't let others know, otherwise it will arouse suspicion and jealousy among the brothers and sisters. ”

"You'll take the reward for you, don't worry about me..."

"I still have a lot more... I'll give it to you again when I have a chance later..."

The two of them muttered, but many disciples found a futon and meditated cross-legged.

"Ahem!" Feng Ai glanced at the disciples and coughed dryly, which was the beginning. Yuan Wei hurriedly returned to Feng Ai and waited, after all, as a disciple, he had to do his job well.

“... The path of cultivating immortals is divided into multiple realms, the first realm is the forging period, where immortal cultivators absorb the aura of heaven and earth to forge spiritual veins, which is the basis of the path of cultivating immortals..."

“... The order of impact of the spiritual acupoints is perineum, curved bone, stone gate, qi sea, giant que, jizhong, purple palace, xuanji, tiantu, shenting, lily, fengfu, shendao, lingtai, zhiyang, lifemen, yangguan, waist yu, and changqiang. This is a cycle. The aura circulates around for a week, that is, the day of the week..."

“... Above the forging period is the spirit gathering period, then up to the bone refining period, then up to the soul condensing period, and then up to the gods, above the gods, and then I don't know..."

...

Yuan Wei listened carefully, since absorbing the aura, his divine sense and memory ability have greatly increased, as long as he cares, he can easily remember everything Feng Ai said.

Feng Ai taught for a full hour, and the disciples left one after another, and even Mu Wei disappeared into another mountain with his senior brother and brother.

Feng Ai went to meditate as usual.

Motoo tidied up the futon in the main hall, a little lonely. He took out the mysterious grain sent by Mu Fennel, which turned out to be a fiery red fruit, only the size of a fingernail.

Yuanwei looked at it repeatedly, this fruit was like a wild fruit in the mountains in two seasons, there was no fragrant sweetness, but the red was a little excessive. He casually threw it into his mouth, and before he could chew it, the fruit slid down his throat with a clatter, and when the fruit entered his belly, a flame-like fiery aura gushed out, and even a fire burned from the inside out, burning Motowei into a burning man.

There are too many auras in the red wild fruits.

If you take the aura that Yuanwei spits out on weekdays as a stream, the aura brought by the fruit is like a big river. Motoo struggled in horror for a few moments before coming to his senses, this was a perfect opportunity for him to absorb the aura!

He carefully guided the aura in his body to impact the spiritual acupoint, after the spiritual energy dissipated in the spiritual acupoint, there was a steady stream of new spiritual energy, the aura storm was like a bamboo, along the order of Feng Ai's teaching, all the spiritual acupoints were impacted, and when all the spiritual energy in the fruit was dissipated, the second vein of Ren Du had been integrated, and Yuanwei completed a complete Zhoutian!

The aura dissipated, and the flames on Yuanwei's body gradually extinguished, although the aura protection did not burn his own skin, but the flames still burned his clothes.

The forging veins came so quickly every week, which made Motowei extremely happy.

As if forgetting the danger just now, Motoo checked himself and felt an otherworldly power, as if he could break stones into powder with a wave of his hand, this is the spiritual power transformed by aura in the body!

Moreover, as he broke through the realm of forging the vein, the nightmare bone on his knee jumped a few times, like a dead heart suddenly beating! At the same time, a sour and numb feeling spread throughout his body, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Haha, it won't be long before I take you out of my body!"

He let go of his divine sense, and everything within a radius of more than ten zhang was under his nose, and he was still and moving.

Motoo moved his stiff body, ashes of his clothes fluttering down from his body, and a feather, a token, and a snake staff fell to the ground. In addition to these three things, this aura fire left Motoo with nothing.

Yuanwei picked them up in his hands, looking at the feathers, he remembered Feng Ai's explanation, so he tried to input the spiritual power in his body into it, with the input of spiritual power, the feather hula became more than a foot and suspended in the air, Yuanwei climbed on the feather in surprise, and was about to break through the air...

"Do you think it's okay to fly out naked like this?..."

The voice of Feng Ai came from behind him, and Yuan Wei was taken aback, and the feather instantly retracted back to its original appearance without the support of spiritual power, and Yuan Wei fell to the ground on all fours...

In fact, at the moment when Yuanwei swallowed the fruit, Feng Ai had already appeared behind him, and seeing the burning of the aura fire, he originally wanted to put out the fire, but seeing that Yuanwei was always in danger, he still didn't make a move in the end.

Feng Ai took out a new set of clothes and threw it to Yuanwei: "Put on your clothes, clean the hall, and come to me again..."

Yuanwei's face was red, and he hurriedly got dressed and cleaned up the ashes before he dared to go to the master.

The house where Feng Ai meditates and cultivates lives in the Gathering Spirit Hall, and there is only one futon in the house. Fortunately, Yuan Wei has the habit of standing, and of course Feng Ai has no intention of letting him sit down.

"Tell me, why do you want to cultivate immortals?" Feng Ai asked with squinted eyes.

"There is a bone in my knee that prevents me from walking normally, and my stepfather said that this is a bone that mortals can't remove, so I have to cultivate immortals..."

"Nightmare bones... I've never heard of such bones in the world. However, if you want to change your bones, you must cultivate to the Bone Refining Realm. You'll find out how hard it is later. ... That's the only reason?"

"After I treat this stump leg, I will go to rescue my cousin, who was promised by the second uncle to a little young master who is going to die..."

"Saving people from fire and water... Anything else?"

"And to avenge my stepfather, their family died tragically at the hands of bad people..."

"Revenge... Anything else?"

"It's gone..."

"The road to cultivating immortals is long and boring, and there is no lack of cruelty and ruthlessness in it. When everyone acts against the sky, the original wish and purpose will be quietly forgotten. Hopefully, years from now, you'll still be able to remember these three original purposes. In addition, in the mountain behind this Quenching Spirit Palace, there is a cave where I used to cultivate, so you can cultivate there in the future. Also, tell that brother that you are not suitable for the Fire Spirit Fruit, and if I want to help you, I will get you some blue Spirit Fruit..."

Only then did Yuan Wei know that the fiery red fruit was originally called the fire spirit fruit, and it turned out that not all elixirs could be suitable for his own cultivation...

As the master of this Quenching Spirit Palace, as the master of Yuanwei, Feng Ai naturally knows everything about his apprentices, but he doesn't want to interfere too much, because immortal cultivators have their own luck and their own paths.