It has been almost a month since this group of disciples started.

In the past month, these twenty-seventh generation disciples, like their predecessors, have devoted themselves almost wholeheartedly to cultivation, almost every one of them has been cultivating all day, and only when they are tired will they go out to relax, or go out to eat, or walk around the immortal mountain, or sleep heavily.

This kind of cultivation naturally has an extraordinary effect, and in less than a month, there are already several disciples who are full of momentum that even ordinary people can feel when they go out, and they see that the path of entry is close at hand.

An Ziqing is one of them, he has been cultivating under the guidance of his elders since he was a child, and has laid a fairly solid foundation. Now I have obtained the Taishang Nine Zhuan Sutra that points directly to Jindan Avenue, and I practice every day with reference to the Mystic Law, and I only feel that there is a harvest every day, which is simply a thousand miles a day.

Seeing that after a month, he had accumulated enough internal breath to the point of overflowing breath. So get ready to take a good rest, then concentrate on retreat, break through the innate in one breath, and become an initiation monk!

He wandered leisurely in the fairy mountain, and occasionally saw two little demons and did not habitually criticize them, but just squinted at each other, and raised his head in disdain.

An Dashao is in a good mood today, and he is too lazy to meet these guys with fur and horns!

While he was walking, he suddenly saw the unpromising clay who had taken Aoki's longevity technique, and was sitting under the tree to cut wood, so he couldn't help but walk over.

"Senior Brother Tao, if you don't concentrate on cultivation, what are you wasting time doing here?" He felt that he had become a senior brother, and he couldn't help but show a bit of majesty between his words, "You must know that every inch of time is an inch of gold, if you don't work hard at this time, you will regret it when your longevity is about to end in the future!" ”

The clay raised his head and looked at him, neither ashamed nor moved, and calmly lowered his head and continued to do wood carving.

"The exercises I practice are very conducive to immortality, and most of them will live longer than you."

An Ziqing was shocked by this sentence, and immediately became angry, and his voice was a little louder: "Don't you don't know self-love!" That is, my senior brother is good for you, I am willing to mention you a few words, and replace it with someone else, so I don't bother to care about you! ”

"Look at the way you look now! Sloppy and sloppy, cowering under a tree like a big mouse, where is there still the slightest appearance of a cultivator! ”

"What should a monastic person look like?"

"Of course, it is the fairy wind bones, the instrument is lofty, the feet are auspicious, and the body is surrounded by the long wind, which makes people feel admiration at a glance...... That's what it looks like! ”

The clay raised his head again, stared at him with the eyes of a fool for a long time, and then sighed deeply, his eyes full of pity.

"What do you mean!" An Ziqing yelled angrily.

The clay didn't answer, just pointed to a tree in the distance with his carving knife.

An Ziqing looked in the direction he pointed, and saw that the head of the sect was lying under the tree and sleeping, covered with a large leaf, and took a colorful treasure book as a pillow......

An Ziqing was furious, but he didn't dare to disturb the real person in charge, and he didn't even dare to speak loudly, so he had to tiptoe away.

Being disturbed like this, he lost the interest of walking, he only felt angry in his heart, and he wanted to build the avenue now, and then gather all these guys who don't want to be motivated to scold one by one!

But when I saw Yi Yi holding a book and sitting on a stone bench reading, his posture was square, his expression was focused, and sometimes he seemed to smile knowingly, full of awe-inspiring scholarly demeanor, and suddenly felt that he had met a bosom friend and leaned over to talk.

"Senior Brother Yi, are you also reading when you are resting?"

Yi Yi put down the book and nodded solemnly: "Life is too short, so you have to hurry up." That's why I always take a book with me and read it when I have time. ”

"That's right! Although we cultivators live longer than mortals, our goals are also greater than those of mortals! If you want to ascend to the heavens, you must continue to work hard, always maintain a positive Dao heart, and never relax at all! ”

"Hmmm! You're right! I always feel like I'm running out of time and have too many books to read! ”

"yes, yes! I wish one person could be divided into several people...... I finally understand now what those seniors have been working tirelessly on the doppelganger technique! What a short time! An Ziqing couldn't help but nod again and again.

This Yi Yi is worthy of being a great talent who has passed the Jinshi examination! Although he was born in the world, he has a diligent and hard-working heart! Such a person will definitely achieve something!

As a senior brother, he must also redouble his efforts, and he must not be overtaken by his junior brother!

An Ziqing was excited, and suddenly out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the book Yi Yi had just read.

Because the book was closed, he saw the cover of the book.

On the light gray cover, there is a line of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing in large letters: A collection of Southeast folk jokes.

An Ziqing clenched his fists tightly, his teeth clenched, and he took seven or eight deep breaths in succession before he couldn't help but not jump like thunder.

He was so angry that he didn't want to say half a word to Yi Yi anymore, so he just turned around and left.

After only a few steps, he suddenly heard the sound of the whistling wind, and then he saw that the sky above Wu Jie's room at the edge of the square suddenly changed color, and out of nowhere gathered a cloud of rolling fire, as if it were alive, constantly expanding and contracting in the fierce wind.

Each time it rises and shrinks, its color becomes more vivid red, and at its peak it is completely a raging flame, and even from a long distance, you can feel the heat rushing towards your face.

Stirred by this heat wave, the surrounding small buildings have automatically opened their defensive formations, and the colorful flow on the light mask is like water waves.

The fire cloud was still strengthening, and although the temperature did not continue to rise, a golden light began to faintly appear in the center of the fire cloud.

Everyone who could see this scene stared intently at the gradually changing cloud of fire, and their hearts were full of anticipation.

But whenever someone breaks through the innate nature, it will cause a vision of the wind and clouds changing color. The deeper the cultivation, the better the qualifications, and the stronger the exercises, the more significant the vision will be. Wu Jie's vision at this moment was so strong that it was far beyond what ordinary monks could do, so his achievements would definitely be outstanding, far beyond ordinary monks!

"This guy! They have already entered the Tao! An Ziqing was dumbfounded, and in addition to frustration, he felt a sense of urgency and urgency in his heart.

Since he suffered under Wu Jie, he was both afraid and admired by Wu Jie, and at the same time he faintly had the idea of not admitting defeat and wanting to surpass Wu Jie.

This idea became stronger and stronger after Wu Xie chose the Fire Department Rectification and he chose the Nine Turns Dan Sutra.

As we all know, the Nine Turns Dan Sutra is the most famous supreme magic method of Qingyang Temple, among the ancestors of the past dynasties, I don't know how many people in Lu Dao relied on this exercise to return the Dan to achieve, and finally crossed the catastrophe and soared. Its fame is so great that almost everyone in the world knows it!

In contrast, Wu Jie's cultivation of the Fire Department Fa was much more unknown. At least in the last two or three thousand years, I have never heard of anyone who has relied on this exercise to achieve the Resurrection, let alone ascend to the Tribulation.

An Ziqing felt that since he had chosen a more solid, reliable and effective path than Wu Jie, it was only a matter of time before he surpassed Wu Xie - you don't see that among the twenty-six generations of disciples of Qingyang Guan, there are already many people who have refined their Gang Qi, and in turn surpassed the senior brother General Shore Daozi!

Those seniors can do it, and of course he can do it!

With such thoughts, he practiced desperately every day, and even had to memorize two Dan Sutras silently before going to bed, so that he could accumulate his breath to the limit in just one month, and finally try to break through the barrier of entering the Dao.

But unexpectedly...... Before he started to rush through the level, Wu Xie had already reached the last moment, and he was about to break through the barrier!

"Sure enough, it's a ruthless character who can make me suffer a big loss!" An Ziqing took a deep breath, and his eyes were gradually reflected as bright as burning by the fire clouds, "This step of entering the Dao, I lost to you." But the years of cultivation are still long! There will be one pass after another in the future. There is no doubt that the Nine Turning Dan Sutra is better than the Fire Ministry's Rectification! You just relied on your talent to take advantage of it at the beginning! ”

"Wait! I'm going to overtake you and leave you far behind! ”

In the red light and the wind, he made one determination after another in his heart, as if he had regarded Wu Xie as the biggest competitor in his life.

Among this group of disciples, the only ones he really looked up to were Yi Yi, Luo Yu and Wu Jie. Luo Yu took refuge in a foreign race, his virtue is at a loss, and it is not worth mentioning! Yi Yi is talented, but unfortunately he doesn't know self-love so much that he wastes his precious time on boring idle books!

In contrast, this Wu Xie is brave and diligent, and he has succeeded in entering the Tao in just one month...... Well, at least in front of him, this guy is indeed qualified to be called the senior brother of this generation of disciples!

Just when he was envious and admiring, and at the same time determined to surpass Wu Jie, the fire cloud above the small building suddenly glowed violently, and a golden red burst from the middle, turning the entire fire cloud into a golden red in an instant, and then fell rapidly towards the roof.

The roof of the small building cracked silently at this time, allowing the fire cloud to fall in without hindrance.

In the next moment, a golden-red light came out of the doors and windows, dazzlingly bright.

After a while, the light faded, the wind subsided, and the surroundings were quiet again.

The clay had already run back at this time, and was about to go over to ask what was going on, but was dragged by An Ziqing.

"Senior Brother Wu should be meditating, concentrating on consolidating the realm. Don't bother! ”

After a while, the clay still couldn't help his curiosity and walked towards that side.

An Ziqing shook his head secretly, but saw that many disciples had already gathered, and even the elders of the sect came to watch the excitement, but he was helpless, but he felt that these people were really not calm enough, and they didn't have the calm demeanor that a cultivator should have!

Before the clay could reach the front of the house, the door of the small building suddenly opened, and Wu Xie walked out lazily with pine and cypress cakes in his mouth and a teacup in his hand.

"After five days of retreat, I was starving! Let's go to the cafeteria for a big meal! ”

An Ziqing only felt that his eyes were dark, and he fell straight down.