After eating and drinking, Wu Xie went to the warehouse and received more than a dozen bottles of Bigu Dan from the uncle who was in charge of taking care of the warehouse.

"I can understand the mood of you new disciples who are eager to cultivate hard after obtaining the classics, but so many Bigu Dan...... It's enough for you to eat for more than a year, are you planning to retreat for a few years? The senior uncle did not refuse his application, but only persuaded him by the way when he gave him the pill, "Cultivation is not the whole of life, and a vigorous penance is not the best cultivation method, according to my experience, it is best not to retreat for more than a month." ”

The style of Qingyang Concept is called quiet and inactive at best, and it is called scum from bad to bad. The entire sect does not see half of the attendants, from the head of the patriarch to the outer disciples, eating, drinking, Lasa, clothing, food, housing, and everything has to be done by themselves, and these cultivators are often obsessed with cultivation and do not care much about external affairs, and the result is that the atmosphere of the sect is becoming more and more lazy, and the seriousness is gone.

This point can be understood by looking at the spiritual field at the foot of the mountain that grows like a weed.

When Wu Xie went back with Bigu Dan, he happened to see a very young-looking uncle leaning under the tree next to Lingtian reading a book, he curiously leaned over and asked, and learned that this uncle was the one in charge of managing Lingtian this year.

Looking at the miserable Lingtian, and then at the senior uncle who was concentrating on studying the Daozang, he was speechless for a while.

"Master, this Qingyang view is really home! At that time, the disciples of our sect each had dozens of servants, who were responsible for handling all kinds of chores, from farming and running the family to warming the bed and giving birth to children...... Look at Qingyang View again! If it weren't for some of the magic weapon primordial spirits who worked tirelessly to do all kinds of chores every day, I doubt they would have starved themselves to death! ”

Jasmine kept muttering, very indignant. Wu Xie felt that what she was angry about might not be the living conditions, but that the magic weapons like her were not busy killing people and setting fires, but were busy washing and cooking.

"I feel like the illusions of immortals in my heart are shattered......" Du Ruo also asked Cangtian with a speechless expression, "Fourth, have you ever paid attention?" In the morning, the real person in charge didn't comb his hair well, and even the hairpin was crooked! ”

Wu Xie naturally didn't notice this, to be honest, he actually liked this kind of atmosphere, it was easy and stress-free, full of care, cultivating in such a sect was definitely much better than being under the Divine Monarch who was full of intrigue and murder every day!

"But we're so efficient! Disciples can generally achieve Jindan within a hundred years, compared to those guys who may not necessarily achieve Jindan in hundreds of years, they are simply a mess of scum! Jasmine protested angrily against Wu Xie's prejudice.

"Back then, under the Divine Monarch Sect, how many disciples could produce a golden pill on average?" Wu Xie asked.

"If you don't become a golden pill, how can you be qualified to be called a disciple!"

"Then let's put it another way, how many cultivators can produce a golden pill on average?"

Jasmine tilted her head sideways and recalled, "We have controlled many countries in the world and gathered those who are qualified...... There will probably be a golden pill out of 100,000 people. ”

"Only a hundred thousand qualified disciples can produce a golden pill, do you still have the face to say efficiency?"

"Cultivation is originally a big wave of sand, and those who survive the fittest to the bottom are the elite! This practice can effectively concentrate resources and allow the strong to grow quickly! ”

"As a result, those 100,000 who can't grow quickly will die, right?"

"What does it matter how many mortals die?"

"So the Supreme Divine Monarch was struck by thunder from the sky." Wu Xie sneered, defeated Jasmine with a word, and then returned to his room and plunged into the cultivation quiet room.

After telling Jasmine and Du Ruo not to disturb him easily, he first swallowed a Bigu Dan, then leaned the red jade slip against his forehead, and began to carefully study and study the "Lingxiao Fire Department Rectification Method".

This exercise is not complicated and profound, its principle is to first ignite a wisp of divine fire in the body, and then use this wisp of divine fire as the basis to practice the flesh and bones externally, refine the true qi internally, and even nourish the soul, and the three aspects go hand in hand.

If that's all, this exercise is naturally not qualified to be characterized as a supreme magic method that directly points to the Jindan Dao, and its real magic lies in the courage and perseverance, injustice, and heroic energy generated by the cultivator's life experience...... All kinds of intense emotions will be ignited with the operation of the exercises, extracting the essence, eliminating distracting thoughts, and finally like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, joining the divine fire, so that the natal divine fire will grow stronger day by day, and the cultivation will continue to improve.

Especially in battle, this technique can quickly absorb courage and anger, allowing the divine fire to grow rapidly. Because of this, although there are many exercises in the world, there are very few that can be compared with them.

If it weren't for the difficulty of getting started, it would never have been shelved and few people cared about.

According to the introduction of the exercises, Wu Xie first carried the pure yang true fire, and then slowly sank his spirit into it, feeling that his whole person seemed to be sinking into the hot water, but what was beating around was a golden-red flame.

It was only when this sinking gradually reached the point where he felt a little dizzy that he began to visualize according to the Introductory Mind Method, so that his mind and true fire could become one, so that he could transform the pure yang true fire, which specialized in destroying evil spirits, into a divine fire that was more powerful and useful.

He contemplated that in the spiritual realm, the true fire slowly condensed countless golden-red particles and filled his soul. Every time I fill one, there is a burst of heat in my heart, like pouring a basin of hot water on my head on a cold day, and the warmth is very comfortable.

He kept cultivating like this, until the color of the true fire began to fade and the speed of condensing the golden-red particles slowed down significantly, and then he stopped contemplating, let go of his mind, and ended his cultivation.

When I opened my eyes, it was dark outside the window, and it was already night.

As the Yuan Ling of Xiaolou, Twenty-Seven naturally knew about the end of his retreat, so when he walked out of the ashram, a cup of tea and a small box of pine and cypress cakes were ready.

Wu Xie smiled, sat down and took a sip of tea, and ate another bite of pastry, only to feel a fragrance mixed with bitterness, and his spirit, which was a little tired because of continuous cultivation, was suddenly lifted.

"These things are really good. How do you know how to prepare them? He asked with a smile.

Seeing that the master was quite satisfied, the smile on the honest face of the twenty-seven seemed to bloom: "Our magic weapon Yuan Ling also often contacts and discusses with each other, this clear dew tea and pine and cypress cake are summarized for a long time, and they are most suitable for beginner disciples to improve after retreat." ”

"Master, I've been practicing for almost three days in this retreat, so I must be hungry, right? I've already asked the uncle in the cafeteria, and they said that you like pasta, so I'm going to prepare some for you, I wonder if you want something thicker or lighter? ”

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, he couldn't imagine that Twenty-seven's service was so thoughtful, and he couldn't help laughing again.

"If you can do it, help me make some soup, I love broth."

"It's easy, it's coming right away!"

Twenty-seven didn't brag, and in about three or five minutes, a bowl of thick soup ramen was served.

This ramen is not more amazing than the skills of the chefs in the cafeteria, but the soup really amazed Wu Xie - the gravy is completely stewed into the soup, and there are some mountain mushrooms as ingredients, and the greasy is skimmed very intimately, and the drink is thick but not greasy in the mouth, it is really fragrant and fragrant, and the aftertaste is endless!

"No wonder everyone wants to be a god, it's really comfortable to be a god!"

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, which immediately attracted Du Ruo's envy and jealousy.

"Damn! I want to eat ...... too."

"It's inconvenient for you to come out now, in case the master asks, how can I explain it?"

"Didn't that shogan already see me...... It's a small thing, isn't it? ”

"Even if it's a small thing, don't do too much. It's better to wait for me to ask the general uncle before I say - you should bear with it for a few days, our immortal cultivators live a long life, and we will give you the opportunity to eat and drink in the future. ”

Du Ruo muttered and was depressed, imitating Jasmine who was sleeping under the spirit tree, and went back to the Yin Mansion to fall asleep.

After eating and drinking, Wu Xie planned to practice again, but Twenty-Seven advised him not to be too anxious, and might as well go for a walk to relax and relax.

Twenty-seven's statement was very reasonable, Wu Xie asked himself that he didn't need to be in such a hurry to cultivate, so he accepted his suggestion, changed into a robe and went out.

The robe of Qingyangguan looks old-fashioned on the outside, but it is actually very powerful. It can not only avoid dust and dirt, but also isolate water, fire and smoke, and the person who wears it will not be flooded in the water, will not burn in the fire, and will not be choked in the poisonous smoke. It also has quite strong defense, not to mention the mortal sword and sword, even if it is a little bit of an immortal magic weapon, it can resist a few hits. What's even more amazing is that this robe can also gather the vitality of heaven and earth within a certain range, and it can calm the mind, and it also has a great auxiliary effect on cultivation.

Its only drawback may be that the style is too earthy and too inconspicuous!

Qingyang view up and down five and a half generations, the color of the robe from dark to light, the Taishang patriarch wears a black robe, the patriarch is dark blue, the head is light blue, the Dharma protector disciples are dark cyan, the beginner disciples are light cyan, and the outer disciples are white.

No matter how good the performance of these robes is, you can't see it at all from the outside. Wu Xie pondered, if the immortals of this sect traveled collectively, as long as they did not show their mana momentum, they might be regarded as the teachers of a certain academy taking students out of the country to go on an outing, and the door was full of poor sourness that a sachet could not afford......

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh.

In the middle of the night, the third watch laughed alone in the empty square, this scene is indeed a little weird, but the people in the fairy gate have obviously seen it for a long time, or the sound insulation effect of those small buildings is really good, except for a patrol monster with antlers who persuaded him, "Isn't it good to concentrate on absorbing Yuehua in the middle of the night?" What are you wasting time for? No one else bothered you.

Wu Xie was very curious and pulled the monster to talk, and learned that the other party's large Lu Jiu was the indigenous monster of this mountain. Because the outer disciples of the past generations never shy away from listening to lectures, they listened to a lot of lectures, and sometimes the immortals would give them special lectures - almost all the monsters in Qingyang Mountain cultivated like this, and they were free from the world and leisurely.

"It deserves to be a sacred place of the Immortal Family! It's so clean and peaceful! Wu Xie couldn't help but admire from the bottom of his heart.

As he was talking, there was a sudden bang in a small building in the distance, black smoke filled the air, and a gray-faced immortal ran out, coughing constantly.

"What's going on?"

"Oh, that's a black and white real person who likes to develop all kinds of explosive magic weapons, and the junior brother of the real person in charge."

"Wouldn't it be a problem to blow it up like this? I think he even blew up his robes! ”

"Just get used to it. In fact, it is still light, and sometimes he even blows up the whole house in the sky. ”

Wu Xie was stunned for a long time, until the senior real person had returned to the house to continue his research, and then he smiled dumbly.

Sure enough, it's a free-spirited fairy gate, and there are all kinds of people!