Time flies, two months have passed in a blink of an eye, and the old man Ma Changqing is about to leave, and he will no longer teach them the Fa alone.

"The path of cultivation is extremely difficult, and only with perseverance can we achieve something. The old man Ma Changqing said and drifted away.

Tomorrow was about to go to the Jianfeng Pavilion to practice, and the old man Ma Changqing said goodbye to the two of them and no longer taught the Fa to them alone.

At night, the bright moon is in the sky, the moonlight shines on this mountain peak, it looks extraordinarily soft, looking up at the starry sky, the sky is full of stars, the moonlight is white, but all this has changed.

Ye Bufan and An Zihao were lying on a grass on the mountain peak, looking at the starry sky above their heads, which was so familiar and so unfamiliar.

The two were silent for a long time, quietly looking at the starry sky that did not belong to them, and it was not until the second half of the night that the two got up and left............

On the second day, Ye Bufan and An Zihao got up early and rushed to Jianfeng Pavilion. Jianfeng is an independent mountain, and there is a large hall built on the peak, named Jianfeng Pavilion. New disciples are here to listen to the mystical teachings.

In the early morning, there were already many young disciples gathered here, all sitting cross-legged in the main hall, very quiet. Ye Bufan and An Zihao casually found two places to sit down, and waited quietly with everyone.

"Brush..."

A ray of light pierced the sky and landed above the main hall, the light was restrained, and a white-haired old man appeared in front of everyone, and after the white-haired old man glanced at everyone slightly, he began to teach the Fa.

The old man, with a calm voice, expressionless face, was incomparably solemn. The method passed on is naturally still a martial classic, and the white-haired old man explained it very carefully, and he was aware of all the issues that need to be paid attention to when he first stepped into practice, and after an hour, the teaching ended.

The white-haired old man looked down and said, "If you have any questions, you can raise them, if there are no problems, today's Dharma transmission will end." ”

Several teenagers sitting cross-legged below hurriedly got up and stepped forward to speak and ask questions in their hearts.

After the white-haired old man nodded, he answered them one by one, and saw that no one asked questions below, so he got up and floated away.

The first time I listened to the Xuanfa, it was plain and bland, and there was nothing new, and their questions were already answered by the old man Ma Changqing. These basic methods, An Zihao and Ye Bufan are also familiar with them.

In the next half month, although the two felt bored, they still insisted on coming to the mountain peak every day to listen. On this day, as usual, the white-haired old man appeared in front of everyone, and with a wave of the old man's big sleeves, many small jade bottles flew out of his sleeves and landed in front of everyone.

The jade bottle is less than an inch in size, and it is extremely smooth, and you can tell at a glance that it is made of fine jade. After everyone opened it, bursts of medicinal incense came out, making people intoxicated.

"This is the medicinal liquid that will help you transform the Immortal Yuan, the cultivator to open up the Purple Mansion is just the first step, and the next thing to do is to transform the Immortal Yuan. After opening up the Purple Mansion, the essence of heaven and earth that you have absorbed will be contained in your Purple Mansion, and now you have to transform the essence of this heaven and earth into vitality. The white-haired old man still spoke in a calm tone, his face expressionless.

In the following days, changes slowly appeared in An Zihao's body, a whirlpool appeared in the Purple Mansion, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, that kind of medicinal liquid, Ye Bufan also drank a bottle, but there was no reaction, there was still silence in the dantian, but during these days, his qi and blood were extremely boiling, and his speed and strength were also growing.

"I still can't sense the Purple Mansion, it seems that I can only slowly cultivate like this. Ye Bufan said with some disappointment.

"I feel that you are much more powerful than me, after cultivating for so long, in addition to being a little tougher and more energetic, this strength has not been improved, so you can be content. An Zihao said with a dissatisfied face.

On the second day, An Zihao finally couldn't help but ask: "May I ask the old man, when will we be able to use our supernatural powers and fly in the sky if we continue to cultivate like this?"

The white-haired old man glared at An Zihao and said: "You have to eat the rice one bite at a time, and you have to do it one by one, if you can't walk, you just want to run, you can only wrestle." ”

Although the old man was reproaching, he finally gave an answer, mainly to give hope to everyone below, and said some of the cultivation situation later.

"When the Purple Mansion fuses its own body, it can carry out the next step of cultivation, which is to transform the immortal yuan, and transform the essence contained in its body into the immortal yuan to form a spring, provide it with vitality, and can also initially exert supernatural powers. ”

The old man said it so mysteriously that the people below were a little dazed, but they were very yearning.

Ten days later, An Zihao successfully transmitted the essence in his body to the immortal yuan, the immortal yuan impacted the tendons and veins, nourished the tendons and strengthened the soul, and the immortal yuan in the purple mansion warmed the mind and body, so that An Zihao was comfortable all over his body, adding a bit of immortal breath.

The next day, as usual, everyone came to the Sword Peak Pavilion early. During this time, all the disciples had transformed the immortal yuan through the help of medicinal power. Above the main hall, the white-haired old man had sharp eyes, looking downward, as if he wanted to see everyone through, and when his eyes swept on Ye Bufan, the old man shook his head helplessly.

"Everyone has transformed the immortal yuan, and it can be regarded as truly embarking on the path of cultivation, the road of cultivation is difficult and long, everyone must remember that if you want to hurry, you will not reach it. ”

"Now, the immortal yuan has formed a spring in your purple mansion, providing you with immortal yuan, which can initially perform the mystical method, which is what people call supernatural powers, which are recorded in the martial arts you have learned, so I will not explain them one by one. After speaking, the white-haired old man glanced at Ye Bufan and left.

For more than two months, it has been a new life for Ye Bufan and An Zihao, and this is an experience that has never been experienced before.

The immortal road is ethereal, and the road ahead is unpredictable, since you have embarked on this road, you can only go on unswervingly.