Winter is coming.

Pieces of snowflakes fall down, playing in circles, like dancing elves, the dark green bamboo in the bamboo forest is evergreen all year round, verdant, and the thin bamboo poles are tenacious and upright, guarding a small bamboo house.

Inside the bamboo house,

Chu Mingshu sat cross-legged, knocking his eyes, his clothes were thin, his breathing was slow, and there was a layer of colorful five-color circles faintly floating around him, and his spiritual power was surging silently, and there were tiny points of light in the air that were constantly blending into it, with different shapes and colors, including gold, yellow, and green...... Or tiny beads of water, flames that are so small that they can't be detected......

They were in their place, orderly, and uninvolved with each other, pouring into Chu Mingshu's body little by little.

The aura condenses and gradually turns into spiritual power.

The five-colored spiritual power followed the seven meridians and eight veins, gently infiltrating his muscles, bones, blood vessels, and bones...... These spiritual powers finally converged in the center of the dantian, the originally empty sea of qi, now the fog is filled, a golden seed floats in the mist, every time it absorbs a little more spiritual power, its surface will float a layer of lustrous brilliance, the top of the seed faintly shows signs of opening, and the young seedlings are hidden inside, as if they will break out of the shell in the next moment.

......

"Whew~"

After running the exercises smoothly for a week, Chu Mingshu exhaled a breath of turbid air and slowly opened his eyes.

It has been many days since the teacher selection ceremony, except that he was in a hurry at the beginning and acted rashly, which attracted Li Qinglin's attention, and Chu Mingshu was a little afraid...... In the days that followed, he would spend most of his time in a bamboo hut, only going out occasionally to ask the disciples around him if they needed help......

It's all a little bit of good karma, and it takes a long time to form a little bit of merit.

While cultivating, Chu Mingshu carefully studied the shops, items, and even the coordinate points of other worlds in the plane merchant system......

There were all kinds of items, and he read them all, but he didn't buy any more items.

This duty is divided, step by step, and I am seriously practicing according to the basic cultivation method.

Generally speaking...... The more ordinary the general public's exercises, they may not have earth-shattering advantages in themselves, but they have the most solid foundation.

Chu Mingshu doesn't require himself to practice how powerful the exercises are, he only cares about three points, safe, reliable, and solid, and the "Basic Cultivation True Exercises" is a good choice.

As for the various Qi Cultivation Pills, Qi Gathering Pills, and Concentration Pills in the basic pills...... Except for the beginning of the qi induction, he relied on the Cleansing Pill to expel the dirt in his body, and he never took the pill next to him.

In the matter of cultivating the truth, we still need to rely on our own diligence and chance, and opportunistic and relying on external things is not the right way after all.

The more he learned about this system, the more frightened Chu Mingshu became, not to mention his companion artifact, Moyu itself, who didn't know how many secrets he didn't know about......

Because of this, Chu Mingshu had a trace of confidence in his heart,

Although he was in a hurry to improve his strength, he tried his best to restrain his cultivation speed, unhurriedly, and step by step......

The spiritual power of this world has almost dried up, and the cultivation of the five spiritual roots is in great demand, and the other monks on the top of the mountain have suffered.

It's not far from the bamboo house,

Li Qinglin frowned again and stopped pranayama, he stood up and looked at the bamboo house in front of him with his head held high, smiling and looking deep.

To cultivate truth is to cultivate contention,

Fight with the sky, fight with people.

The Nether Realm lacks spiritual energy and resources are scarce, Li Qinglin established a mountain and established a faction, but deliberately spread the incomplete exercises...... is nothing more than using the imperial court to scavenge resources for himself, and he is afraid that the other party will get real talents.

Tianshen Mountain is where the dragon vein of Dachu is located, although the regent has not yet ascended the throne, but the emperor is old, the dragon qi of the imperial capital gradually dissipates, at this time the young lord of the main palace has just landed, Yan Qiuying dragon qi has become, and the qi of the king and the overlord of the body vaguely shows the image of the emperor's purple qi.

This is the key to his willingness to follow the other party.

Where the true dragon's qi is, the spiritual power is born by attachment, although it can't be said to be very strong...... It's still a drop in the bucket for cultivators who are in great demand, but it's already much better than other places.

Since Chu Mingshu stayed at the top of Tianshen Mountain and gradually began to cultivate, the domineering characteristics of the five spirit roots have been revealed, which is almost a forcible seizure, and in an instant, all the aura of the surrounding others has been taken away.

Li Qinglin is very happy to hear this.

The better Chu Mingshu's qualifications, the more excited and happy he became...... At this moment, he was standing on a boulder, his hair was flying in the cold wind, and the snowflakes fell on his clothes, and in a moment they turned into cold dew and soaked into his body, he ignored it completely, closed his eyes, opened his hands, and felt the aura around him surging into the other party's cultivation place, and there was a very enjoyable expression on his face,

After a long time, Li Qinglin opened his eyes, his expression was dark, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised,

Even though you are talented, resourceful, and smart...... I don't have enough time to grow, and after all, it can only be a stepping stone for me to reach the sky.

A person who will eventually be deprived of his spiritual root is just a wasted person after all.

"When you become enlightened, it will be the time for me Li Qingyuan to soar!"

At the same time, in the Yandu Palace, Yan Guhong was playing with a string of Buddhist beads expressionlessly, and the whole hall was quiet, with the sound of needles falling.

"How?"

Yan Guhong finally spoke, and his cold voice couldn't hear any emotion.

"Back to the Lord, the subordinates have done it!"

The man in black with a red mask quietly appeared under the throne, he knelt on one knee, his head bowed, and reported respectfully.

"Wait for this king's thing to come to pass...... Shangguanfu ...... Uptown...... You know what to do. ”

"The subordinates understand! It's just that the Song family ......"

"Song Guocheng is there, and this king will deal with it. ”

"Yes!"

After the man in black retreated, Yan Guhong suddenly leaned on the throne a little tiredly, raised his hand and gently rubbed his temples, and then there was the competition between him and Li Qinglin.

Tu Village,

There is a wound to the heavens,

Slaughter the city,

will affect the fortunes of the country,

These things can only be borne by Li Qinglin alone.

By the way, it was also time for him to personally take charge of the Shanhai Sect.

Mt. Tenjin is a sacred place that carries the fortune of the country, how can it always be placed in the hands of outsiders?

Yan Guhong's eyes narrowed slightly, his fingers trembled, and the Buddha beads in his palm were broken into fine ash and dispersed with the wind.

"Whew~"

The air is circulating, the mind is one,

Yan Guhong is also a monk who breaks the Qing Rongyuan!