Half a month passed in a flash.

At sunset, the day of fixed cultivation was over, and the four disciples of Yunhe Peak walked into the Purple Cloud Hall together.

"Disciple to meet the sect master!"

The four of them spoke in unison.

Xiao Hanyan had already turned around and sat back on the main seat the moment they stepped into the door, looking at a few people with clear snow eyes, and said lightly: "Well, get up." ”

The four people who stood side by side stood up straight, looking respectful, waiting for Xiao Hanyan to take over the content.

"You have been coming to Yunhe Peak for some time, and you have learned a lot from what this seat has taught you, and now I want to know what kind of attitude you have towards cultivation." She didn't rush to check their cultivation first.

Li Yunshen was the first to bow down and answer: "Back to the sect master, the disciple chose to cultivate in order to be able to eliminate the evil in this world and protect the people with his own strength. ”

"Yes, what about the few of you?" Xiao Hanyan asked the remaining three.

Jimo Junxuan first came here to avoid the nagging of his brother at home and to share the errands in the city, but after nearly a month of contact, he gradually developed a strong interest in cultivation, even if it was not for anyone, just because he liked it, there were many reasons to say: "Back to the sect master, the disciple has no lofty ambitions, and now he just wants to be able to learn and succeed as soon as possible." ”

Seeing that Li Yunshen and Jimo Jun had said it, Leng Qingshuang also followed: "Back to the sect master, the disciple has admired those celebrities and righteous people who have eliminated demons since he was a child, and he wants to become a strong man like the sect master in the future." When Leng Leng Qingshuang said this, looking at Xiao Hanyan's eyes was full of admiration, and her beautiful and childish little face was inexplicably a little pink.

Facing Leng Qingshuang's shining gaze, Xiao Hanyan raised his eyebrows slightly, but still nodded.

There is still one one left, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator has already organized the language, just waiting for Xiao Hanyan to come over and let him speak.

It was the first time in their lives that they had faced each other so without estrangement.

His heart strained.

Xiao Hanyan ignored the Northern Meditation Cultivator and didn't even look at him.

Got up, shook the wide sleeves with both hands, and stood with his hands down, his voice was soft but could not hide the coldness: "I asked you this question just now, it is nothing more than to want to know what your original intention was when you came to Qi Sect to cultivate at the beginning, if you have the attitude of being playful, then you are destined to not go far on the road of cultivation." ”

Ignored by Xiao Hanyan, Bei Mingxiu's eyes flashed with loneliness, and his heart was also very uneasy, why was the master so indifferent to him in her life?

Although she is not an apprentice, she does not see her treat the other three to herself.

In the past half a month, every time she instructed them to teach them spells, she was serious and patient, but as long as she came to herself, she simply brought them.

Bei Mingxiu is not a fool, her deliberate alienation and inadvertent boredom, he doesn't see it, he just doesn't want to admit it.

But he couldn't figure out why.

Thinking of Xiao Hanyan's appearance of teaching herself so carefully in her previous life, and then she who was diametrically opposed to the present, a large amount of unwillingness welled up in the depths of Bei Mingxiu's heart.

He didn't want her to treat him like this, so he forced his mouth to swallow his sourness, trying to attract Xiao Hanyan's attention: "Sect Master, the disciple hasn't said it yet." ”

Xiao Hanyan looked at Bei Shenxiu, and then retracted his gaze, his face expressionless and floating.

The voice was cold and unhappy: "There is no difference between what you say and what you don't say." ”

Bei Mingxiu was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and her slightly impatient tone pierced his heart again.

Why don't you invite her to see her...... He hasn't done anything wrong in his life, so why should he dislike himself like this.

After speaking, Xiao Hanyan walked down the steps, and the thin overlapping silver weave gold Ruiqiong Mei Yunjin skirt swept across the ground, and her beautiful face appeared a little solemn: "There are many Qi Sects, and there are also divisions within the sect, and I believe you also understand this." ”

Li Yunshen is the earliest among the qualified people, of course he knows this, but he doesn't know why the sect master mentioned this.

And Jimo Jun couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he asked directly in person: "Sect Master, if you want to say anything, just say it directly!" Let's all listen! ”

"Since you want to hear it, don't interrupt this seat next time." Xiao Hanyan stared coldly, and the chilling momentum immediately frightened Jimo Jun into shrinking his neck.

Cowardly like a quail.

Li Yunshen turned his head slightly, glanced at Jimo Jun, who was reprimanded in the head, and sighed silently after chuckling.

This kid is also a god here, his temperament is not a little restrained, and he doesn't follow the rules he learns, and now he deserves to be scolded by the sect master.

Leng Qingshuang held her mouth and endured it, not daring to laugh.

Jimo Junxuan felt the malicious ridicule of the two, and his heart was suddenly unhappy, and he had already gritted his teeth under the mask.

Bei Mingxiu was immersed in his own loss, and he didn't bother to pay attention to the secret "interaction" between the three of them.

The slender and white jade fingers swayed slowly, and a thick and pure aura dispersed into the eyebrows of the four people, Xiao Hanyan was testing their cultivation.

The four of them felt that their whole bodies were washed by the warm current, and the power contained in the dantian began to stir, and the invisible pressure invaded, faintly a little breathless.

Xiao Hanyan withdrew his spiritual power, and saw that Li Yunshen and the others all took half a step back at the same time to stabilize their bodies, and there was a little disappointment in his eyes: "This seat just tried to repair your dantian with spiritual power, but I couldn't stand it, and it was really not enough." ”

Li Yun was puzzled, lowered his head and touched his abdominal cavity, what is the repair of the dantian?

"What does the sect master mean by that?" Leng Qingshuang asked.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator was afraid of resenting Xiao Hanyan again, so he didn't say anything anymore, but he knew about the so-called repair of the dantian.

In order to be able to improve their cultivation as soon as possible, monks will practice hard day and night, and in the process of cultivation, it is inevitable that the dantian will be rebounded by the force because of some impatience, resulting in a slight damage to the dantian, and the dantian is the origin and burst point of each monk's cultivation and strength, once damaged, it will not only affect the promotion and breakthrough of cultivation, but also affect the normal cultivation and use of mana.

Xiao Hanyan roughly talked about the importance of dantian.

Then he added: "So you remember, the dantian is equivalent to the second life of every monk, and it is important to improve your cultivation, but you must also combine it with the actual situation to cultivate, don't be too blind to self-cultivation, otherwise you will get yourself into it sooner or later." ”

Li Yunshen: "Disciple obeys the patriarch's teachings!" ”

Jimo Jun extinguished: "The disciple obeys the patriarch's teachings!" ”

Leng Qingshuang: "Disciple obeys the patriarch's teachings!" ”

Northern Meditation: "Disciple obeys the patriarch's teachings!" ”

It's all said and done, and there is still one last point, Xiao Hanyan feels that it is still necessary to tell them: "Just now this seat mentioned the division of disciples in the sect, in addition to the outer gate, the middle gate, the front of the hall, and the disciples of the elder hall, there is actually a division. ”

Li Yunshen's eyes lit up, and he forgot that Jimo Junxuan was scolded for interjecting just now, and hurriedly asked, "What the sect master said is the chief disciple?" ”

"Yes, Yun Shen seems to have some understanding." Xiao Hanyan nodded, his eyes showing appreciation for him.

Bei Mingxiu's eyes were indeed very deep.

Except for the Northern Meditation Cultivator who was already in his heart, the rest of Leng Qingshuang and Jimo Jun Xuan could not hide their curiosity, and pricked up their ears to listen carefully.

Xiao Hanyan also didn't sell Guan Zi: "The number of people in the Qi Sect is not small, and the division of the sect is based on the talent of the disciples, and it is also for better jurisdiction, each performing its own duties, and the remaining chief disciples can be said to be the same as the descendants of the Hall of Elders, and enjoy a certain right to speak." ”

Jimo Jun rubbed his palms together and grinned, Xiao Hanyan's words obviously made him very excited: "Sect Master, what does the chief disciple usually do?" ”

"Idiot!" Suddenly, a cold taunt sounded.

"Stinky boy! Who do you say is stupid! Jimo Junxuan didn't dare to say it too loudly, and lowered his voice, sounding a little gnashing of teeth.

Bei Ming Xiu ignored the few surprised glances cast at him, and ignored the appearance of Ji Mo Jun who dared to be angry and dared not speak, glaring at himself angrily, and looked at Xiao Hanyan's eyes with a little meaning, and said bluntly: "Since he is the chief disciple, he literally occupies the word chief, of course, it is a manifestation of strength, although the disciple's entry time is short, but he knows that in addition to punishing the wrong disciples for the sect, the chief disciple also has to deal with the challenges of other sects, which is not only the strength of the responsibility, but also the façade responsibility." ”

"May I ask the sect master, is the disciple right?" Bei Mingxiu smiled and asked Xiao Hanyan rhetorically.

In fact, the Northern Meditation Cultivator only said a part of it roughly, and the deviation was also large.

The chief disciple has not been selected for hundreds of years, and now few of the disciples of the Qi Sect know this, and even if they understand, they don't know very much, in order to prevent Xiao Hanyan from suspecting, he deliberately only said a little.

Xiao Hanyan didn't nod or shake her head, and several people couldn't guess how she looked.

She walked a few steps around the hall before asking, "You want to know?" ”

Several people nodded fiercely.

Xiao Hanyan was amused by them, the beauty of the city was overwhelming, and the colors in the world were not as good as their colors, I don't know who was confused, and their eyes flashed.

She plans not to say so much, she must know the rest of the part, and she will naturally understand when the time comes.

Under the curious eyes of several people who didn't dare to speak, Xiao Hanyan drove the four of them out of the Purple Cloud Hall to cultivate in a very bad atmosphere.

provoked several little disciples to frequently turn around and cast a complaining gaze at her.

Xiao Hanyan sneered: "What a group of little ghosts. ”

Early the next morning, on the way back from breakfast at Firmament Peak, Ji Mo Jun Xuan found a notice posted on the notice board on the edge of the big cultivation ground, and a large group of people were gathering.

He curiously squeezed in, and after clearly understanding the contents, the leek bun in his mouth fell under the half-open mask.

An inverted triangular chin as white as jade was exposed, and the corners of the lips were a little surprised and excited.

"Is it true that this handsome senior brother, who will hold the selection of the chief disciple in three years, said above? Is it true? That is, Mo Junxuan found out that he had lost the bun and forgot to pick it up, so he excitedly grabbed a disciple in blue and asked vigorously.

Although the blue-clothed disciple was very satisfied with the handsome senior brother he called, he really couldn't stand the smell of leeks in Jimo Jun's mouth, so he waved his hand in front of his face and leaned back: "Yes, yes, yes, yes, so junior brother, you should stay away from me first?" I'm going to be killed by the taste in your mouth! ”

"Oh oh oh, I'm sorry brother, the leek egg stuffed buns in the morning are so fragrant, I can't help but eat a few more ......"

The blue-clothed man covered his nose and didn't speak in disgust.

Jimo Jun rushed back to Yunhe Peak with joy.

At the observation deck, Li Yunshen and Leng Qingshuang were each taking a book to study.

Jimo Jun ran towards this with the posture of destroying the cultivators, and first put the breakfast packed for them on the table, and then repeated what he knew on the cultivation ground.

After finishing the main point, he felt that his mouth was dry, and he picked up a cup of tea on the table and drank it casually: "It turns out that the chief disciple is directly under the jurisdiction of the sect master!" Isn't that equivalent to the sect master's apprentice? Hey, master, I wanted to be the sect master's little apprentice from the beginning, but I couldn't do it before, so now, can I get the opportunity by myself? Jimo Jun touched his chin and fantasized beautifully.

Li Yunshen was holding a book in his hand, which was about refining pills, and when he heard Jimo Jun's self-talk, his face was unfeeling, but the pages in his hand didn't turn for a long time.

Leng Qingshuang, who was opening the oil-paper bag, saw that it was a leek bun again, and his face darkened immediately, "Why is it a leek bun again?" Jimo Jun is extinguished, do you only love to eat this in your life? Didn't I ask you to help bring a cage of shrimp dumplings? You're going to bring this back to me? ”

"That's all there is left in the cafeteria, do you like to eat or not!"

"You say that every time, and you go earlier than anyone else, how can you not have anything else to eat! You must have been queuing up to eat leek buns! ”

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, I can't tell a woman!" That is, Mo Jun was full of food and drink, and he was in a very good mood, so he turned around and went to walk around after speaking.

Leng Qingshuang didn't want to let him go, and put her hands around her chest: "Come on, you mean me!" You are like a leek in the ground, a stubble is not as good as a stubble! ”

The angry Jimo Jun turned around vigorously and pointed at her, you, you, you for a long time.

Li Yunshen: "......"

Seeing that the two were arguing again over food, Li Yunshen closed the book and got up from the futon.

Instead of having time to argue about this, why don't you go back and seize the time to cultivate......

When Bei Ming Xiu came back from Gongsun Qi, he learned that the selection of the chief disciple would be held three years later, and his eyes were slightly condensed.

Three months turned into three years, and the news was too unexpected for him.

He hurriedly dared to go to the Purple Cloud Hall to ask clearly, but he hesitated and stopped at the door.

What do you want to say when you go in? He is not qualified to ask about the things decided by the sect master now, and if he really encounters something variable, he will be in chaos.

Why can't you hold your breath?

Bei Ming Xiu hesitated outside the hall, but decided to leave first.

In that case, let's wait.

The chief disciple can only be the position of his Northern Meditation Cultivator.