Inside the pavilion, books are scattered on the ground.

An old man in a somewhat shabby robe was crouching in the stack of books, rummaging through them.

Gongsun Qi picked up a few piano scores that his disciples had searched for, and when he heard the answer of the Northern Meditation Cultivator outside the pavilion, the movements in his hands stopped.

As one of the masters of Wuji Peak, there are many disciples who usually come to study, and I have never seen anyone who has something to ask for themselves, let alone a young disciple who has just started.

He wanted to see what the little calf was going to do.

There seemed to be a crack in the air, and the corners of Bei Mingxiu's mouth were hooked.

Sure enough, just as he thought, this old man really set up an enchantment on this lake.

Before Gongsun Qi could say anything, Bei Ming Xiu had already flashed in.

This kind of body method is far beyond what a beginner disciple has learned, Gongsun Qi wiped his eyes and found that this little young man's cultivation had reached the double level of qi refining......

It has only been a short time since the Qi Sect recruited new people, and this disciple has actually cultivated to the level of double cultivation, and this qualification is too unique.

He pressed his excited heart, put down the piano sheet and walked to the Northern Meditation Cultivation: "Boy, the old man saw that his body was good just now, where is he learning to cultivate now?" ”

Bei Ming Xiu's face was embarrassed, and he replied: "Back to the palm sect, the disciple is cultivating in Yunhe Peak. ”

"I see, it seems that the sect master still has expectations for you." Gongsun Qi seemed to have pity on his face.

He sat down and asked Bei Mingxiu, "Then why did you come here to find the old man?" ”

Bei Ming Xiu got straight to the point, his knees touched the ground, and his face was full of sincerity: "The disciple wants to learn illusion from you, please allow the disciple to come over to you every day to discuss and learn this technique." ”

Before the words fell, Gongsun Qi got up and helped him up.

It has been fifty years since he resigned as the elder of the Phantom Sound Workshop, and he naturally will not forget his housekeeping skills, but why does this little disciple want to learn this from him?

Gongsun Qi's face became more serious.

Seeing that Gongsun Zhangjiao had something to understand about him, Bei Ming Xiu clarified his intentions.

"Since the disciple started, he has been listening to the sect master's teachings and cultivating hard, and he has heard that the illusion technique taught by Gongsun Zhangjiao is superb, and the disciple has come to study with admiration."

Gongsun Qi nodded, the spells he usually taught were indeed good illusions, and the entire Qi Sect was responsible for the teaching of illusions, but they didn't learn much, after all, if the monks who cast illusions didn't have strong spiritual power, it would be difficult to control the illusions they released.

If you're not careful, even you'll be trapped inside.

He remembered what Bei Ming Xiu said outside the Huxin Pavilion and asked him, "You said before that you came here because you asked the old man for something?" ”

Bei Mingxiu nodded: "Not bad." ”

"The disciple knows that you have come from the Phantom Sound Workshop, presumably you must still remember the mental method of "Phantom Sound Technique"."

Gongsun Qi touched his white and fluffy beard: "Of course remember, you continue." ”

This kid inquired carefully, and it seems that he came prepared.

Bei Ming Xiu continued without hesitation: "Don't hide it from you, the disciple wants to learn the "Illusion Technique" from you, and ask Gongsun to teach him." ”

After speaking, Gongsun Qi frowned.

"Boy, the illusion technique is not an ordinary mental method, are you sure you want to learn it?"

Then he continued: "Illusion is to use all the illusion to create illusions for people, so as to control people's hearts, and illusion is much more complicated than this, pay attention to the sound control of people's minds, it is to directly create demons from the fundamental psychology of people, and people's hearts are the most unpredictable, not easy to control, you kid has just started, he is not deeply involved in the world, what is the human heart?" It's not an easy thing to learn. ”

Bei Ming Xiu looked at Shanggong Sun Qi's shrewd and scrutinizing eyes, nodded very certainly, and said: "The disciple knows that his cultivation is not high now, and his spiritual power is very small, but he still asks for advice!" ”

Seeing that he was so determined, Gongsun Qi stepped forward and raised his hand on the forehead of Bei Ming Xiu, and a little bit of power was injected into his body.

After a moment, Gongsun Qi withdrew his strength with a satisfied expression.

"The spiritual root is not bad, if you cultivate well, it will definitely not be difficult to become a top cultivator in time."

The words full of praise made Bei Mingxiu happy, he looked at the old man and asked, "Then may I ask if the master can give teaching?" ”

Gongsun Qi opened a book, the yellowed paper immediately exuded a musty smell, and when he browsed the content, his tone was regretful: "The old man doesn't know why you want to learn this, it's not that the old man is unwilling to teach you, but to learn this mental method, the premise is that you must have no distractions, and you must not be stumped by all the obsessive things, which will affect your mind, the old man sees that you are sad and confused, and you can't meet the cultivation requirements, so you better go." ”

In order to avoid the confusion of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, Gongsun Qi added: "To put it simply, if you can't even control yourself, how can you control others? ”

Bei Mingxiu listened to Gongsun Qi's words, was stunned, and then became sad.

Gongsun Zhangjiao had a good impression of him just now, and seeing that he looked worried, he couldn't help but ask a few more questions.

Northern Meditation Cultivator was embarrassed and said his current situation in Yunhe Peak.

"The disciple is stupid, he is reckless when he first enters Yunhe Peak, he accidentally provokes the sect master unpleasantly, and he is punished, the disciple knows that he is wrong, and he can't sleep every night, for fear that the sect master will drive away the disciple because of this, and now he doesn't dare to appear in front of the sect master......"

Since the sect master took office, she has always been very strict with the people of the entire sect, and she is resolute in her work, which is rare in her strictness compared to the teaching of the elders and the masters.

The sect has not interacted with other sects over the years, expanding its contacts, but it has become more and more prosperous, and the sect master has spent a lot of effort, and the merit is not enough.

Yunhe Peak, as the sect master's place of cultivation, is usually not contacted by disciples, and others naturally don't know how strict the sect master is.

It's no wonder that this kid is afraid of being like this because of a little mistake.

"There are more people who want to be the sect master's apprentice, and you are not one of them, you kid is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, the sect master has always been cold, and he doesn't like to disturb her cultivation with others, not to mention that he wants to bring an apprentice to his side and teach it day and night."

Gongsun Qi understood the confusion of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and when he saw that he was still afraid of becoming like this, he couldn't help but laugh: "Here, all the disciples are afraid of the sect master, you should also relax, since the Qi Sect has accepted you as a disciple, it will not easily drive people away." ”

Bei Ming Xiu still looked very panicked: "The sect master said yes, the disciple ......"

A thick book slapped on his head, and Gongsun Qi's deep voice sounded: "The old man said it's okay, it's okay, why are you kid still drilling the horns?" ”

Hearing this, a gleam flashed in Bei Mingxiu's eyes.

His face was entangled again: "Today's disciple's purpose is to learn the mental method from the master, and I never thought that the master would let you add trouble to the disciple's affairs." ”

Seeing that Bei Mingxiu looked guilty, Gongsun Qi was also a reasonable person, and seeing that his qualifications were valuable, he hurriedly comforted: "It's nothing, if the sect master wants you to go, the old man lacks a scholar, you can rest assured that there is nowhere to go." ”

Gongsun Zhangjiao has been in the Qi Sect for hundreds of years, and he is an illusion cultivator whose cultivation is higher than that of the elders, and he has full power to speak in the sect, and the two purposes for which he came here today are at least one of the most important ones.

It's not in vain that I've been pretending to deal with him for so long.

The Northern Meditation cultivator thanked him and resigned him.

Before leaving, Gongsun Qi stopped him: "You kid wait a minute." ”

Bei Mingxiu stopped in confusion and turned to look at the old man walking towards him.

Could it be that this old man has changed his mind?

It was obvious that Bei Ming Xiu was thinking too much about himself.

Because Gongsun Qi ran the spell, his fingers pointed in the direction of the bookshelves on the floor, and he pulled out a book bound with thin hemp rope from the messy and tight pile of books, and then automatically flew into his hand.

"What does it mean to be in charge?"

Gongsun Qi sat back on the pear flower low chair, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip in response: "Take it back and see if you can understand it, it depends on your talent, and the old man will only give you a month, and the old man will send someone to retrieve the book at that time." ”

Bei Mingxiu's eyes trembled slightly, and he left with the book, and when he turned his back on Gongsun Qi, the corners of his mouth rose.

It's a bit of a surprise.

However, it may not take more than a month.

Master, you really can't get rid of me this time......

The ink-colored eyes of the Northern Darkness Cultivator were so deep that they swept through the vortex that engulfed everything, mysterious and dangerous.

The way down the peak was unimpeded, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator stuffed the book he had just gotten into his robe, and his heart, which had been suppressed for a day, was finally relieved.

Looking at the scenery that hurried by at a rapid descent, there was a bit of anticipation in his eyes.

The dark iron cage fell to the ground, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator walked out with his feet raised.

"Little brother, please wait!" The Northern Immortal Correction was about to use the flying technique to leave the Infinite Peak, but was stopped by a light female voice.

Fang Ningxiang's petite figure stood on the side of the road sprinkled with warm red, her hands obediently placed in front of her, and a friendly smile on her pretty face.

The system said that Bei Ming Xiu was only fourteen years old, half a year older than herself, so she called him junior brother, first, it sounded more kind, but it was easy to brush up on favorability.

The smiling girl smiled crisply, and Bei Mingxiu's dark eyes glanced at the person who stopped her, her eyes were constricted, as if she was displeased: "Who are you?" ”

Fang Ningxiang is now the eldest disciple of Elder Luo Biyun, the peak master of Wuji Peak, who is not respectful when he sees her? But this person looks indifferent to refusing any communication, and he doesn't know himself, and he feels a little uncomfortable.

turned to think that he was the little prince who wanted to support the blackened, and now the first thing is to talk to him first, brush his face, and the rest of himself will be generous and don't care.

Looking at his cold appearance, it must have been caused by a lot of hardship when he was outcast.

Then she should try to speak softly, Fang Ningxiang thought to herself.

"Hello junior brother, I'm Fang Ningxiang, and I'm Elder Luo's eldest disciple." Fang Ning Xianglian stepped forward, looking at the dark and thin dark eyes of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, she suddenly felt a trace of coldness, and her heart trembled for some reason.

She quickly ignored the discomfort, still had a smile on her face that she thought was perfect, and changed her words: "When we first met, I didn't know your name yet......

Bei Mingxiu looked at the woman who was smiling like a fool, ignoring the question she asked, and instead pondered some available information in his mind.

As a result, he was sure that he didn't know this woman in his previous life or even until he died, and there was no such person in the Qi Sect.

After being reborn, all the variables of the Northern Meditation Cultivation were very sensitive, and this Fang Ningxiang gave him a very unfriendly feeling.

He said coldly: "Something? ”

"......" Fang Ningxiang's smile froze, and she looked at Bei Ming Cultivation incredulously.

She introduced herself and said hello, isn't that an obvious way to communicate? How can this little villain not play his cards according to common sense!

It's really uninteresting to ignore her own overtures like this, and when she is amazing, she will look good with him in the future!

"It's okay, who will call you, I stopped you when I saw you, I just want to get to know you and make friends, why are you so indifferent to people." The girl's pretty little face was suddenly aggrieved.

Bei Mingxiu looked at her, and quietly used his spiritual sense to probe Fang Ningxiang's Divine Sea, and found that he couldn't find anything, it was white and vast, and there was nothing.

This made him feel more and more that something was wrong, this white space seemed to be a deliberate trick, and there was a weak force in it, but it was preventing his spiritual sense.

Northern Meditation Cultivator couldn't help but glance at Fang Ningxiang a few more times.

He kind of made a note of her.

"Why is Senior Brother looking at me like this? Is there something on my face that can't be done? ”

Fang Ningxiang tilted her head and touched her face suspiciously, looking very simple and ignorant.

No matter how the Northern Meditation Cultivator probed, he still didn't get anything, he gradually lost his patience, ignored Fang Ningxiang's stunned eyes, snorted coldly, and flew away.

"What a freak the hell! Not even communication! Just let him directly let Queen Beiyuan's people catch it and kill him directly! ”

Fang Ningxiang scolded Bei Ming Xiu in her heart.