The night passed quickly, and the little novice slept on the bed in a daze, while Zhou Qilang was already quietly meditating and condensing the aura of heaven and earth, and he seemed to be about to touch the threshold of the second layer of condensation.

Originally, Zhou Qilang used to be the strength of the sixth layer of condensing qi, plus ten years of training, using broken jade to condense the aura of heaven and earth, and after the true vein was opened, he felt that his cultivation speed was obviously faster than ordinary people.

It's only been two days, and he is about to touch the threshold of the second layer, and if he is an ordinary person, it is estimated that it will take a month to realize the opportunity in the dark.

Zhou Qilang adjusted his breathing, condensed the aura of heaven and earth to travel through the meridians of the whole body, and ran through the true veins, and there was a soft white light on his body, and the dantian was even more white, like a white jade plate that appeared from his dantian, and then frantically pulled Zhou Qilang's condensed aura out of his body, forming an aura vortex.

The aura of heaven and earth seemed to be attracted, swarming around, around the thin white jade plate, and the furnishings in the house were disturbed by the aura at this moment, and they actually trembled.

"What's the matter? The Great Sage is making trouble in the Heavenly Palace?" Jiese was awakened by the surging breath, his tender white hands rubbed his sleepy eyes, and he had two panda eyes, and he didn't sleep all night last night, and shouted in a daze.

Waiting for the ring to fix his eyes and stare at Zhou Qilang who was sitting quietly beside him, the boss with a small mouth open, blinked at the thin white jade plate with big eyes, "Flying steamed buns?"

He wiped his eyes again before he saw clearly, "Why did that mass come out?"

And Zhou Qilang was still unmoved, still maintaining the state of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, he didn't seem to know what was going on at all.

"Wow Ka Ka, the little junior brother is so powerful, is this about to break through the second layer? Why is it different from me at the beginning, it seems to be even more dynamic than me!"

He only remembered that the aura vortex at that time was about the same size, but he didn't stir the aura of heaven and earth like this without stopping, and even the ground was shaking.

Zhou Qilang felt the changes in the sea of qi in the dantian, and the endless aura of heaven and earth continued to pour into his body, filling the dry sea of qi. He could feel that the aura of his meridians was running in a regular manner, and the soft white light emitted by the white jade chess piece on the dantian dragged those aura around the sea of qi, avoiding the suppressed drop of blood essence, forming an extremely strange picture.

"Click. ”

The sound of a chicken breaking its shell in Zhou Qilang's body represented that he had officially stepped into the second layer of condensation, and the half-empty and floating white jade plate slowly dissipated, and the aura of heaven and earth gradually calmed down.

Zhou Qilang took a deep breath and opened his eyes, a pair of sword eyebrows and starry eyes suddenly had a substantial breath, and he could see through it at a glance.

"Little junior brother, are you awake?" Jiese patted Zhou Qilang's shoulder, tilted his head to look left and right, he was looking for the "steamed bun" that had just dissipated.

"Little brother, I've broken through to the second floor. Zhou Qilang smiled and told the little brother next to him about this happy event.

"I know, I know, worse than me. Jiese waved his hand, turned his head away, and muttered, looking unhappy.

"Eh" Zhou Qilang wondered, scratching his head, not knowing why the little senior brother was suddenly unhappy.

"Let's go, go to the morning exercise. Jiese jumped out of bed, put on monk's clothes and took Zhou Qilang to breakfast, and then gathered in the square of the main hall of Xuanzhen Temple.

At a glance, there are hundreds of monks, the front row is the yellow-robed monk, who is the same generation as Zhou Qilang, but belongs to different monasteries, and the back are those gray-clothed ordinary monks, who are a generation younger than Zhou Qilang.

Jiese took Zhou Qilang in the line, and in front of him stood the senior brother who was in the fasting room last night, and next to him was the master of Jiexian who took him into the Xuanzhen Temple that day.

Holding the Buddha's hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, he nodded and then raised his voice and chanted the Buddha's name: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south." ”

"Morning class begins. ”

As the precepts were chanted, the monks immediately sat down on the ground and began to sit in meditation, one by one with great seriousness.

Zhou Qilang was pulled by the ring to sit down, and followed by sitting meditation with his eyes closed. At first, he couldn't settle down, but slowly, with the whispered chanting of the Buddha around him, he actually entered a wonderful state, he seemed to be able to feel the grass and trees around him, and he could feel the actions of every monk around him, as if he had seen it completely.

And the precept who was meditating at the front suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of starry eyes were majestic and self-revealed, and he looked at Zhou Qilang among the hundred people at a glance, but he quickly closed his eyes.

However, the precept nodded kindly: "The child can be taught, and the second layer of condensation qi has cultivated the divine sense, and the eyes of the master are really vicious." ”

Divine consciousness, a kind of obscure supernatural power of the monk, can pass through the aura of heaven and earth, can know the growth of all things, close your eyes and go to thousands of miles, is a kind of spiritual realm improvement, can perceive subtle fluctuations, in the enemy can often turn defeat into victory, generally speaking, only the Yuanying monk can cultivate divine consciousness.

And Zhou Qilang is just a small condensing cultivator, and he actually cultivated his divine sense, generally this kind of person must be a great talent when he grows up in the future, but it is not ruled out that he will die halfway.

It is rumored in heaven and earth that there was once a true martial realm powerhouse who killed the great cultivator of the true martial arts of the same realm with his own divine sense!

Zhou Qilang constantly felt that wonderful state, and sowed the seeds of divine consciousness in his own spiritual realm, a golden point the size of a grain of rice sprouted in his mind, that is, the divine fetus of divine consciousness, as long as he continued to cultivate divine consciousness in the future, it would definitely blossom and bear fruit!

And Zhou Qilang is also constantly consolidating the realm that has just been promoted.

On the other side, several rows of monks wearing warrior robes ran past the main hall square, and several of them were quite familiar.

"Senior Brother Jiewu, you see, it's that lay disciple who is sitting in meditation. He sneered, and the black mole at the corner of his mouth shook and trembled, which was very disgusting.

"Hmph, such a person can enter the Xuanzhen Temple, when did the Xuanzhen Temple even accept such a weak chicken, I don't know what the master thinks? Is it old and confused?" Another short, fat, murderous-looking monk echoed his desire to quit.

"Shhh, you be quiet, I was heard by Brother Jie Lawyer, and I have to be punished again!"

"Don't worry, in two days I will teach him how to be a registered disciple in the temple. Jiewu glanced at it a few times, licked his lips with a sinister smile, and then stopped looking.

Several lines of warrior monks chanted the slogan of "Dharma Shangwu", crossed the square, and went down the stairs to the Canglang River at the bottom of the mountain.

After the morning class, the day is getting higher.

"Okay, that's the end of today's morning class, let's go down the mountain. He said with a smile on his eyebrows.

"Down the mountain?"

For a while, the monks began to laugh and talk, not understanding why they came down the mountain.

"Little Senior Brother, why are you going down the mountain, what are you going to do?" Zhou Qilang leaned sideways, covered his right cheek with his left hand, and whispered to ask about the ring color beside him.

"Carry water. "The ring color is only waist-high, with his head held high, his white bald head is shining, and he is holding a pair of small hands behind his back, shaking his head and nodding his head.

"Quiet, today we will start to carry water and exercise your physical fitness, not much, just go back and forth five times, fill ten buckets of water. The precepts still squinted and smiled.

"Hey, I thought it was a lot, but it was only ten buckets of water, very fast. Someone shouted

"Stupid. Ring squinted and muttered.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Qilang felt that it was not as easy as he imagined, especially the expression of Jiese at the moment did not seem to be fake.

"You'll find out later. "Quit color replied simply.

The precepts squinted in front of them and nodded with a light smile, and then the monks, led by the precepts, walked through the mountain gate and walked along the nine hundred and nineteen stone steps to the foot of the mountain.

Halfway through, there were some frail monks who had just entered the temple, they were panting, their faces were red and their necks were thick, and before they could carry water, there were already a small number of people who couldn't hold on.

Zhou Qilang is okay, after all, it is the second layer of condensation, unlike those monks who have not yet opened their minds to condensation, and they follow the team all the way down.

Finally, the group dragged down the mountain, and half of the monks who lay down directly on their backs were all pale and breathless.

Especially when they saw the rows of buckets placed at the foot of the mountain, a few of them fainted.

"Damn!" I don't know who shouted, breaking the precept.

"Nam no Amitabha" has even begun to chant the Buddha's name, praying for the Buddhas to bless themselves.

The bucket is half a person high, and it is estimated that it can hold sixty or seventy pounds of water, and two buckets are not one hundred and twenty-four!

This is to carry a man of sixteen, seventeen or eight years old up the mountain on foot up the 999-story stone steps, and it is five times back and forth!

Everyone gasped.

Looking at the warrior monk of the Shangwu Hall over there, he easily picked up the bucket, picked up the water in the rolling Canglang River, lifted it gently, and then went ashore, waiting to go up the mountain together.

The deacons and monks of the Shangwu Hall saw the precepts here and came to worship the Buddha.

"Senior Brother Jie, is this carrying water?" The precept smiled lightly, and glanced at the chaotic new monk a few times, with some sarcasm in his eyes.

"Quit lawyers, exercise is good for them. The precept squinted and smiled.

"Oh, yes. But I think they are all thin wood, can they pick up this bucket? Don't cut off the lives of a few new apprentices, then our Xuanzhen Temple can't afford it. The precepts were heaped with ridicule and ridicule on their faces.

The monks of the Shangwu Hall over there all looked at this side lively, and exchanged their heads and ears.

"Brother Lawyer, the new monk is not as good as the Shangwu Palace, and it is just for them to experience it first, and it is not difficult. "The precepts are still kind.

"Like you, Senior Brother, you couldn't pick ten buckets at the beginning," the precept squinted and said lightly.

And the eyebrows and eyes of the precepts have never changed, and he recited the Buddha's name, "The past is cloudy, why should the precepts be remembered." ”

"Hehe, Senior Brother of the Dharma Sect has a big heart. Shangwu Palace, go up the mountain!" The precepts took the Buddha's ritual, retreated and shouted loudly.

The warrior monks of the Shangwu Hall over there straightened their waists one by one, and followed the precept of picking up four buckets of water and went up the stone steps.

Many warrior monks also turned around and laughed, these were seen by Zhou Qilang, and they sighed helplessly and shook their heads, but they didn't expect that even a Buddhist pure land like Xuanzhen Temple would be so intrigued

"What are you dragging, I am not happy when I see Brother Jie. Jiese crossed his waist, glared and muttered, and waved his fist hatefully.

"Little Senior Brother, is there any difference between Brother Lawyer and Senior Brother Brother?" Zhou Qilang asked sideways, he could see that there seemed to be some friction between these two people.

"Brother Lawyer" was about to speak, but was interrupted by the precept while speaking.

"Now, you go and try to carry water, don't go to the center of the river, just the shore. The precept smiled and groaned.