Chapter 6 Ink Migration
Beiju Luzhou.
The land of the south of the continent.
Nine peaks into a vein.
Imposing.
The clouds are numerous.
It's a wonderland.
And in the depths of this fairyland, there is a sect!
This sect, named Moqian, was the head of the nine sects and thirteen doors of Beiju Luzhou, at its peak, the prestige was prominent, and the people who heard about it were all in awe, but since the strongest ancestor of the Moqian sect, after the disappearance of a thousand years ago, it was like the sun of the West Mountain, gradually declining, and now the status is far from the past, and there is no glory in the past, and it has been the weakest of the nine sects and thirteen sects!
Fortunately, in the past thousand years, the Moqian Sect still has some heritage, and the remnants of the Moqian Ancestor are still there, so it has not been annexed by other sects and has survived......
At this time, Sun Yan was standing in a bluestone clearing in the mountain range here, looking at the surrounding mountains undulating, clouds and mist, and looking at Liu Hu who was silent from time to time, with incomprehension and depression in his eyes!
To be honest, he didn't expect that Liu Hu would take the initiative to recommend himself to the woman and let him come to this fairyland land to practice together...... And what he didn't expect was that after hearing Liu Hu's suggestion, the woman didn't explain her meaning to herself at all, and immediately grabbed herself here like catching a chicken!
But this has become a fact, and he has no choice, because he can't find the answer he wants, whether it is in Liu Hu or in the woman's words......
However, just as Sun Yan was thinking wildly, the indifferent voice of the woman standing in front of them reached their ears again: "This is the Moqian Sect, where you will cultivate in the future, after a while, someone will come to explain to you the rules in the sect, you must not wander around, just wait." ”
After finishing speaking, the woman took a deep look at Sun Yan, and then the whole person turned into a streamer and flew to the mountains here!
Looking at the woman leaving, Sun Yan's eyebrows raised, and there was some inexplicable feeling in his heart, it seemed that Sun Yan still didn't react to this sudden fate, and when he looked at Liu Hu again, there was a feeling of heat in his eyes, but this heat, under his silence, was well hidden by him.
In a short time, there were really two middle-aged men in green shirts who flew over from the sky, and after seeing the two, one of the middle-aged men immediately pointed at Sun Yan and said indifferently: "You, come with me!" ”
Sun Yan was stunned, his eyes rolled, and he looked at Liu Hu very meaningfully, and then, without any further hesitation, he nodded directly, and then was taken away from here by the middle-aged man!
On the way, Sun Yan also saw Liu Hu's figure, led by another middle-aged man, getting farther and farther away from him, until he could no longer see, but in retrospect, from beginning to end, he didn't seem to have said a word to Liu Hu......
And soon, Sun Yan was taken to the Nine Peaks of Moqian, the place at the bottom of the Ninth Peak.
There is a simple thatched hut here, surrounded by maple trees, which is somewhat beautiful in the wind.
In front of the grass house, the middle-aged man looked at Sun Yan and said with some envy: "You are very lucky, you can be accepted as a disciple by Senior Sister Liu Xinyan, but it is the rule that you can cultivate immortals for ten years without miscellaneous labor, but even so, the Moqian Sect also has corresponding other regulations!" ”
At this moment, the middle-aged man regained his indifference, and then took out a bag of butter and oil in his robe, and then took out a light book from the bag, handed it directly to Sun Yan, and continued: "This is a volume of condensation, if you cultivate to the first level of condensation within a month, you can continue to stay, otherwise, you will either go to do miscellaneous labor, or, leave the Moqian Sect!" ”
"Huh?!" Sun Yan was puzzled, looking at the book in his hand with a volume of condensation, he was a little puzzled, but just when he wanted to ask something, the middle-aged man seemed to have lost his patience, and immediately flew into the air and disappeared into Sun Yan's eyes......
Watching the middle-aged man leave, Sun Yan was stunned for a moment, but after reacting, he could only sigh slightly, until now, he was vague about the affairs of Moqian Sect......
It is conceivable that since things have reached this stage, there is naturally no other room, so he slowly calmed down, took a deep breath, and walked into the grass house.
The grass house is very clean and simple, only a bed, a table and two wooden stools, in addition, there is some dry food on one side of the corner, and seeing these dry food, Sun Yan understands the words of the middle-aged man a little.
"According to what the middle-aged man said, that woman must be Liu Xinyan, and she was accepted as a disciple, and she didn't have to do miscellaneous labor, that is to say, she was still considered a status ...... in this Moqian Sect."
"However, there are good and bad, miscellaneous labor is exempted, but if it does not meet the requirements in a month, it will still be expelled, which proves that the master can't give us any help, and can only rely on our own ......"
"The ration here should be about a month......"
"Moreover, the middle-aged man didn't say much else, so it should mean that after this month, he will come again to check if I have reached the level of condensation he said?!" Thinking of this, Sun Yan had already sorted things out.
"I don't know, how many disciples are there like me and Liu Hu?"
At this moment, Sun Yan put his gaze on the condensation qi in his hand again, and his brows gradually furrowed, as if he was still thinking about it......
"Is this the magic practiced by the immortals?" Sun Yan muttered in his heart, but he didn't feel the slightest surprise and excitement at this condensation, on the contrary, there was a feeling of not being in the stream.
But the feeling was always just a feeling, in fact, he still sat on the wooden bed, opened the book, and the first thing that came into his eyes was......
"People have ambitions, in order to become the ultimate immortal, and people have no ambitions, they are all ants, the road to cultivation is long, one ambition all the way, never look back......"
"Huh?! Interesting! This Moqian Sect cultivates the Zhi, and this Zhi, on behalf of the heart, has no heart and no ambition! The more Sun Yan looked, the more he felt that this sentence was very reasonable, and he seemed to know very well that this person's life is for ideals, dreams, and if there is no ambition, everything is a mirror and a vain.
Gaze, and then ......
"Preface, the yin and yang of heaven and earth, the day and night of time, the life and death of all things, each has its own way, there is a way to know, there is no way to know the way, there is no way to know the way of ignorance, there is a way, there is a way, good can be named...... Enlighten its way and enter the netherworld!"
"Volume 1, for the purpose of collecting qi, leading it into the body, at the beginning of the hundred tricks, follow it persistently...... Meaning to God, reciting to the Tao......" Looking at it, Sun Yan's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he became more and more fascinated, as if he had forgotten the time and forgot himself......
But he didn't notice that when he was looking at this condensation scroll and forgetting everything, in his body, it suddenly began to roar, as if there was some kind of power that was about to break through everything and gradually wake up!
And not only that, at the moment when this power appeared, an extremely strange aura suddenly appeared, and directly wandered in the meridians of his limbs, and at the same time, at the bottom of this ninth peak, with the grass house as the center, the surrounding heaven and earth aura for about ten miles or so seemed to have been affected by some extremely violent influence, and it was also at this moment, under the crazy concentration, and immediately poured into Sun Yan's body!
If you look at it from above, its whole body is like a huge colorless whirlpool, which is constantly rotating, and this Sun Yan is the center of this whirlpool!
Fortunately, the scope of this impact is not large, and there are no other places to live in all directions of this house, so no one has noticed the anomaly here!
After Sun Yan finished reading this condensation scroll, the power to awaken, as well as the aura of heaven and earth around him, calmed down again, as if nothing had happened, but in Sun Yan's body, a cyclone as big as a fist actually appeared in his dantian like this!
At this moment, Sun Yan, who had already come back to his senses, suddenly changed his expression, his body was also like a shock, and a faint spiritual power immediately overflowed from the cyclone, like a stream of water, flowing in his seven meridians and eight veins, which immediately made his mind have a wonderful sense of comfort, like a kind of indescribable, indescribable change......
It's just that Sun Yan, who noticed that there was a little difference in his body, directly set off a storm in his heart, and his eyes were full of disbelief, but at this time, what surprised him even more suddenly happened, the condensation volume in his hand actually ignited a fierce fire in the blink of an eye, turned into ashes, and scattered on the ground!
"This?!" Sun Yan was shocked.
However, Sun Yan's kind of abnormalities, in fact, not everyone has not discovered it!
The first main peak.
In the depths of about a thousand meters from the ground, an extremely dark underground secret room surrounded by countless vines, among which there was a person whose whole body was covered in mist and could not see his face clearly, suddenly opened his eyes at the moment when Sun Yan integrated into a cyclone!
"It's him! Here it comes! ”
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