"Senior brother, I heard that the Xuanneng Immortal Master gave you a copy of the immortal book? I, I want to take a look, is it okay?" While thinking about things in his heart just now, Xia Fanxing casually prevaricated his senior sister's words. After being silent for a while, Jin Ru's face turned red inexplicably, and she snorted for a long time, asking very embarrassedly.

Xia Fanxing sat up from the grass in surprise and looked at the senior sister who was four years older than herself. Jin Ru saw that he reacted like this, and his crescent-like eyes hurriedly looked away, completely losing his previous gentleness and generosity, and having a little more girlish shyness. I was about to say something, but I saw my junior brother sigh.

Now everyone knows that he has a lot to do with Xuan Neng, and everyone may not know how to get the "Water God Formula", but everyone knows that this immortal book was given to him by Xuan Neng, and he Xia Fanxing can be said to be the same existence as a disciple of Xuan Neng. The closer the relationship between the two became in the eyes of others, the more panicked Xia Fanxing became.

And Xia Fanxing could also understand why Jin Ru asked such a question, but the seemingly reckless question of Senior Sister did not arouse his disgust. Jin Ru is already twenty-four years old this year, and his cultivation is only the eighth order of Qi Condensation, so he may be regarded as a genius in those third-rate sects. However, among the twenty-four disciples of the six generations of Yexin Sect, she ranked fifth in age, but she ranked twenty-third, only twenty-eight years old...... It looks like Han Ning Xuegao, who is twenty-eight years old. In recent years, Jin Ru's cultivation seems to have encountered a bottleneck, and it is difficult to make progress in cultivation, and among the six generations of disciples, she is completely the role of a confidant senior sister, and her light is taken up by others. It is rare that Jin Ru, who usually cares about his younger brothers and sisters the most, opened his mouth to ask him for help, and Xia Fanxing couldn't refuse.

After thinking about it, Xia Fanxing stood up and took out a book wrapped in white cloth from the robe on his chest, to be honest, he hadn't looked at it yet. "Senior sister, the immortal master gave me the secret book of the East Liuli Palace, "Water God Formula", which has the function of turning blood qi into water spirit, and it is very effective to cultivate together with the seven killing blood qi. It's just that you also know that the disciples of the sect must break through the foundation building when cultivating the Seven Killings. So it's useless to put this thing on me for the time being, if my sister is interested, take it. ”

Jin Ru was stunned when she heard this, and then shook her head gratefully but helplessly, "It's the senior sister who is reckless, junior brother, you can keep it." You are not far from building the foundation, you must work harder, and don't live up to the expectations of the immortal master. ”

When he heard that "cultivating with the Seven Killing Blood Qi is very effective", Jin Ru, who has a gentle temperament and does not like to fight and kill, flinched a little. She had planned to learn the method of the Sea of Stars like her master Xin Ning Daoren, but then she heard Xia Fanxing say that she couldn't cultivate unless she was in the foundation building period, so she lost this thought. It's just that I'm quite grateful for the generosity of my junior brother. Usually, Jin Ru did countless things for her junior brothers and sisters in the sect, but the twenty-four disciples seemed to have a layer of estrangement from her because of her low talent, and she didn't see anyone who thought about her like Xia Fanxing.

"Jin Ru, Xia Fanxing listens to the order! Quickly return to the inner sect to protect the envoy of the festival! Lord An is coming in the starry night, at this moment, the thugs in the sect are very deeply hidden, and they will definitely take the opportunity to attack, and quickly go to the array! There is a senior uncle guarding this place!"

Uncle Luo's voice came from the other side of Zhixuanfeng, and his tone was very urgent. The two of them immediately understood that An Lushan, who was far away in the three towns in the north, had rushed to the sect, and there must be something important to discuss. This day seems to have passed peacefully, but those thugs who intended to sabotage the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony could not let go of such an opportunity to directly kill An Lushan! Or rather, they had already gotten the news and waited for this opportunity again! Although the monk would be cursed and sworn to kill mortals, he would be severely robbed, but this was within the sect realm, and there was no limit!

The two of them glanced at each other, and they both used the formation technique, and the journey from more than ten miles to the inner sect was completed in a few minutes. The two of them quickly passed through the dormitory of the beginner disciples on the periphery of the inner sect, and the speed of the Divine Movement made these beginner disciples who could only chop wood and sweep the floor envious, and even forgot the work in their hands. After a while, after walking out of the small stone houses of those beginner disciples, he hurried all the way along the avenue, and on both sides were the dormitories of the six generations of disciples and the places where the five generations of disciples gave lectures, and the style was much higher. The outermost "Yexin Sect Mansion" that traveled to the outermost layer of the Six Generations of Disciples' area, that is, the largest school of the Six Generations of Disciples, was reserved for the youngest disciples to use as an academy in the history of the Yexin Sect.

This school is somewhat similar to the secular private school. However, it is divided into three parts, the Cultivation Mansion, the Alchemy Mansion, and the Refining Talisman. The latter two institutions are further divided into three levels. Most of the cultivators are the middle disciples of the inner sect who do not belong to the twenty-four sub-disciples, and several of them study under one person, and they practice within according to their master's schedule. In the latter two schools, there are fixed gentlemen to give lectures, and the two courses of alchemy and refining are almost all practiced by middle disciples. Now there is still a fifth-generation disciple who is proficient in alchemy lecturing, but because of the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens, many of the disciples of the middle gate have chores on their bodies, and there are very few people who listen.

Many of the six generations of disciples who were not among the twenty-four disciples of the six generations were dispatched together to protect An Lushan. At the back door of the Yexin Sect, the two of them saw that there were forty or fifty people, all of whom were sixth-generation disciples with relatively high cultivation, divided into several groups and walked forward slowly. Some of them knew Xia Fanxing, the famous senior brother, and Jin Ru, the gentle senior sister, and they all saluted and said hello. Xia Fanxing fixed his eyes and saw that on the path that this group of sixth-generation disciples was walking, there was green grass all around, and far ahead, a vague tall and fat figure loomed, as if looking for direction.

"Senior Brother Xia, Senior Sister Jin, are you here too? Look, in front, quite far away, the one who is about to get lost is surnamed An. Senior Sister Jin, can you see it? This guy wants to sneak in and secretly talk to the sect master alone, and he won't say a word beforehand. Now that we have so many people to protect him, he doesn't know anything about it!"

The one who spoke was the fifteenth of the twenty-four disciples, a disciple named Wang Gang in the early stage of the ninth layer of condensation.

Xia Fanxing frowned, followed his footsteps, and asked, "This road has been going on, but Guanmei Peak?"

Wang Gang was stunned for a moment and said, "Yes, senior brother, why did you even forget this." The sect master is now reinforcing the formation on Guanmei Peak, and he doesn't know how the sect master found the whereabouts of the sect master. ”

Xia Fanxing stopped talking, and devoted his attention to the vague tall and fat figure in front of him. Judging from this shadow, the rumor that An Lushan is as fat as a mountain is really true! Like these disciples of the sixth generation, his divine consciousness is fully opened, and the divine thoughts of dozens of people are overwhelmed, and no disturbance can escape their induction.

After walking on the grass for a while, the tall peaks in the distance came into their sight again. An Lushan finally found the way.

Do not pour the mountain, stop the Xuanfeng, Taihua Mountain...... There are five spiritual mountains in front of Guanmei Peak, and the distance is not close if you go over the mountain. Everyone was quite surprised, and when they whispered, they felt reasonable. It's just that this Anda people's Divine Movement Technique is not much different from walking in the eyes of their disciples who also have the lowest fourth-order condensation. The road of dozens of miles was still more than two quarters of an hour, and everyone's nerves were tense for more than two quarters. When I arrived at the foot of Guanmei Peak, I could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's so slow, we've been harming for more than two quarters of an hour, and we're all open, and we're tired!"

The whispers of complaining are endless. Xia Fanxing didn't know what it was like in his heart, and set his eyes on the foot of Guanmei Peak, because of Zhou Zhu's hand injury, there were only two new guards after Han Ningxue was taken away by Shoujun. One is the previous uncle, and the other is the apprentice of the Dadden Daoist who came that day, the second senior sister of the sixth generation disciple, Hou Ying.

Jin Ru also told him about this. With the strength of Zhuji Class A, Hou Ying can indeed be a top two. It's just that what makes Xia Fanxing strange is that Hou Ying's pretty face is pale for some reason, guarding the foot of the mountain. The elegant white dress that Senior Sister Hou likes to wear was crumpled into a white flower by her. Looking at the side uncle, there was a look of helplessness on his face.

An Lushan was dressed in a military uniform, dragging his tall and fat body even fatter. walked to the foot of Guanmei Peak and said hello to Hou Ying and the uncle, and the two bowed respectfully. An Lushan is a measured person, he doesn't even dare to say it, and wants to go up the mountain.