Liu Xiaoxiao accompanied Zhao Yuexin to clean up the house and settle it down, and then returned to his room.

The No. 1 room she lived in was the most spacious existence in the No. 8 courtyard, the cyan stone door was covered with dense mystical inscriptions, she slowly put her hands on the stone door, her mind was racing, and the wisps of warm aura around the dantian in her abdomen kept boiling, rushing towards her arms.

I only heard a soft sound of "pop", and the cyan stone wall cracked a wide gap like a merry-go-round.

The furnishings in the room are antique, the whole layout is extremely wide three bedrooms and one living room, and a light yellow futon is quietly placed in the center of the main hall, which is used for meditation and cultivation at a glance.

A little further inside, there is a row of delicate mahogany bookcases, with dusty shelves empty of anything, and to the left of the bookshelf is a desk of the same color, with a chair of the same color, covered with soft cotton cushions.

Further inside, is the bedroom where Liu Xiaoxiao sleeps and rests, and in the southwest direction of the bedroom, there is a cyan stone bed, and the stone bed is simply covered with a set of cotton silk bedding for fish to play in the water. In the room to the left of the dormitory, there is a wooden barrel more than three meters long and two meters wide, and next to the barrel is a basket with red rose petals.

While Liu Xiaoxiao was happy, it was inevitable that she was a little suspicious. It stands to reason that the two thousand disciples are also new disciples who have just started, and in terms of treatment, even if they are different due to the difference in their individual martial arts talents, it is not like this.

Just a quarter of an hour ago, she accompanied Zhao Yuexin to tidy up her No. 3 room, except for the necessary tables, chairs, stools, stone bed futons, there were nothing else, such as rose petals, such as mahogany bookcases and desks, such as the shiny bronze half-mirror in the main hall...

If all these arrangements are not unified arrangements of the sect, then whose mind would be such an intimate arrangement?

However, Liu Xiaoxiao didn't have much time and mind to think about this, and now, all she wanted to do was to practice quietly, and after a year, return to the Thousand Peerless Peaks and follow her master in cultivation for a few years. A few years later, it was time for the phoenix to come out of the mountain.

At that time, she will visit Hades as the twenty-first disciple of Liu Qingzi's throne and meet her poor son, whom she has not seen since birth. According to Fu Ming, Hongfu has succeeded to the throne as the new master of Hades, and I don't know if she will be able to recognize him at that time.

After seeing her son, she still has to go to thousands of rivers and mountains, and go to every corner of the Three Realms. If she was destined to be fated to do so, she might be able to see the man she missed again.

Thinking of this, Liu Xiaoxiao no longer hesitated, washed his face casually, concentrated his mind to the fullest degree, and then sat cross-legged on the light yellow futon in the main hall.

The moment the general sat down, a trace of ethereal spirit sounded in Liu Xiaoxiao's mind, and the ethereal voice seemed to come out of the futon, but it resounded in every corner of the room. It was a very pampered, very familiar voice.

"For the teacher to know, you must like this arrangement, this futon is a psychic futon, if you encounter any trouble, you can inject aura into it, for the teacher will appear by your side at the first time, Xiaoxiao, I hope you are all well!

"Thank you, Master!" Liu Xiaoxiao smiled lightly, she knew very well in her heart that this voice was just the voice of Shizun left in this futon, Shizun couldn't really hear what she said at the moment, but for some reason, she always felt that Shizun was by her side, which brought her endless sense of security.

As the intense joy dissipated, she slowly closed her eyes. With the mental method of the Taixu Qi Technique taught by Maitreya Buddha Han Zhengfeng, he began to attract the wisps of warm aura in the abdominal dantian.

The aura is like blood, following the traction of Liu Xiaoxiao's consciousness, wandering through the blood veins of the skin little by little, bringing a new kind of washing to the muscles and veins of the body.

Half an hour later, Liu Xiaoxiao only felt that the wisps of spiritual energy in the dantian in her abdomen had finally reached a certain saturated state, like a ball that had been blown full of air, and she was overjoyed, knowing that the time to condense the spiritual energy spring was approaching.

The aura in the abdominal dantian gradually stopped flowing, and little by little it condensed towards the center of the abdominal dantian, this process was extremely slow, like a very weak magnet, little by little separating and absorbing all the iron items around the body.

Liu Xiaoxiao didn't dare to slack off at all, silently reciting the mantra in his mouth, and leading every wisp of aura in his body little by little with some extremely mysterious law, to find the final destination, that is, the abdominal dantian

... ...

At the same time, the gifted Nameless also locked himself in the room, his figure sitting on the futon trembling slightly, and a blinding scarlet on the corner of his mouth.

Since he woke up from the vast barren mountain, he has experienced countless dangerous things. He wandered on the edge of life and death several times, but because of this experience, before he entered the Huadu Academy, he obtained a few almost unpopular Xuangong martial arts from the martial artists or bandits next to him.

It is precisely because of this that he is one of the few young students who has already condensed the spiritual energy spring before entering the Huadu Academy.

However, all the previous efforts were just to survive. Now, he has a bigger goal than just to live. Therefore, in the face of the profound Xuangong secrets of the Huadu Academy, he decisively gave up all his previous cultivation and started all over again.

The cultivation of martial arts needs to be carried out step by step, with a solid foundation, if a bad Xuangong martial arts is used as the foundation of martial arts, it can only be to build a high-rise building on the ruins, when the martial arts cultivation reaches a specific moment, the body will not be able to bear it, that is when the building collapses.

Nameless's approach is undoubtedly wise. It is precisely because of this that when he repaired his muscles, veins, bones and blood, and began to cultivate the Taixu Qi Technique, Nameless was very glad for his choice, and while he sighed that the Taixu Qi Drawing Technique was thousands of times more profound than those non-flow techniques, he seized the time and cultivated against time.

Two hours passed quietly, and the sunset on the horizon gradually faded into its brilliance, and it began to cover itself with a thin gray veil.

Liu Xiaoxiao's peerless face showed a touch of charming joy, yes, after two hours of long cultivation, she finally condensed a light red palm-sized spirit balloon in the dantian of her abdomen.