Time passed in such busy and calm days, if it weren't for Chen Anji's ability to feel the fierce vibrations of the sea of vitality, he really thought that what he saw was the prosperous age.

He even felt the collapse of the law from the sea of vitality, which was the fall of a peerless master.

In this case, he can only continue to hibern, silently observing everything in the outside world, of course, his position is destined not to peek into the whole picture of the entire upper layer of Yunzhou, but it is still okay to only pay attention to the movements of the Yinfeng Pavilion in Anpingfang, and Kite Jie has been in and out of it twice, which means that he is still intact, so that Chen An has the bottom in his heart. The only pity is that he still hasn't been able to touch the veins of the fairy gate, and these mysterious guys don't know how long they want to be mysterious.

As the busy days passed, the rubbing work of the Jingge was completely over, and the craftsmen returned to Liuli Street. Pei Ming was left behind, and was accepted as a registered disciple by the Taoist priest of Lingshu Temple, and took care of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with Ji Hong Chen An, he was responsible for repairing, and Ji Hong Chen An was responsible for sorting it out.

Originally, such an important task should be done for the ordained official Taoist priests, but the formal Taoist priests were already scarce, and they were all busy with affairs, either fooling pilgrims in the front hall to defraud sesame oil money, or undertaking red and white rituals to run around for foreign affairs.

In this way, the work of the Jing Pavilion seems to affect the money to some extent, so it can only be handed over to the unordained informal Taoist priests to do.

Moreover, when the third day of August was celebrated, Chen An and the others were ordained, so they could naturally be justified.

For the sake of convenience, Chen An and the three of them set up a single room in the Jing Pavilion and stayed here. The first and second floors are spaces where they can move freely, and only Pei Ming is occasionally taken to the third floor by the old Taoist priest who guards the scripture pavilion to do the daily maintenance of the scriptures.

After another two days, the old Taoist priest who guarded the Jing Pavilion seemed to be more at ease with them, and began to go out frequently, and finally even stayed outside all night long, according to Ji Hongyan, he seemed to be studying some Taoist art with the master. This couldn't help but make Chen An think a little, although there were only two Yuan Spirit Martial Artists in the exercises of this Lingshu Temple, but there were seven or eight great masters of the inner court like Xu Ling.

Don't think that the first-class master of the inner court is nothing in front of an inhuman peerless like Chen An, but that is just the order of combat power, how ignorant the world is, and they like to win or lose by success or failure of combat power, but they don't know martial arts martial arts, once they reach the level of skill close to Dao, cultivation is fundamental. And in the practice, the inner court is the most important, and that is the foundation of enlightenment. The inner courtyard embodies a warrior's perception of the avenue, his understanding of the law, and his cognition of the world.

The so-called inner court consummation is only what the warriors think is consummation, and only when the exterior scene is really mapped can we find out whether the legal principles in it are in harmony with the nature of heaven and earth. If there is disharmony, there is no hope for a lifelong grandmaster.

Therefore, the degree of perfection of the inner court even directly determines how far a martial artist can go on the road of martial arts.

Therefore, the exercises that can make people cultivate to the consummation of the inner court represent a complete set of martial arts system, which has great reference significance. Even if Chen An doesn't want to change his practice, it will never be wrong to touch the class, if there is disharmony in his martial arts, it is still too late to start adjusting now, once the exterior is mapped, it is an oath to heaven and earth, and it is useless to regret it.

So Chen An, who wanted to lurk with peace of mind, began to think crookedly, he was not a Taoist priest in Guanzhong, there was no need to abide by any rules, and he happened to be in charge of this business now, this is simply Tianyu, Tianyu does not take the blame.

He has never felt that he is a righteous man and gentleman, and he does not have any psychological burden, so he is the true temperament.

As for Ji Hong and Pei Ming, who were with him, the two little guys who hadn't even practiced their internal strength, he ignored them directly.

At night, the moonlight is light, because of the special geographical location, the pavilion is dark.

In the third floor, Chen An didn't light the lamp, didn't borrow the moonlight, and took out a secret book from the bookshelf in front of him in this darkness and read it. He muttered in his heart: These Taoist priests have been living peacefully for too long, and their awareness of anti-theft is really poor, and they don't even know how to arrange a mechanism, so they wasted their expressions in vain.

At the same time, in a row of quiet wings behind the Sanqing Palace, Li Yingying, the master of the audience, twisted a son in his hand and fell gently, cutting off the black dragon on the chessboard, and the old Taoist priest on the opposite side of the qi straightened his white beard.

Li Yingying didn't seem to see it, smiled and twisted the beautiful hair under her chin, and said half-sarcastically and half-bluntly: "Senior brother is so courageous, he actually moved to live with me directly, aren't you afraid that those three little monkeys will tear down your scripture pavilion." ”

The old Taoist priest didn't care, the appearance of the fairy wind Dao bones disappeared in the daytime, like a gambler, staring at the chessboard in front of him with red eyes, and said indifferently: "Let them toss, isn't this taking advantage of your mind?"

Hearing this, Li Yingying's face was stunned, and he sighed: "That kid is also pitiful, in the end, I am responsible for the relationship between the top and bottom of this spiritual view, and I can't accept him as a disciple, and let him find his own way is also a way." ”

The old Taoist priest looked at the chessboard and couldn't figure out how to solve it, so he simply admitted defeat: "You, you just have too much to think about, and you have to figure out everything for a long time, whether you are tired or not." Also, with your picky temperament, your magical skills, if you are learned by the other two little guys, what should you do?" the old Taoist priest finally took his eyes off the chessboard and looked at Li Yingying with interest.

"Hehe," Li Yingying stroked his beard and smiled: "People often say that fate will meet, if they can learn it, it is their fate, after the third day of the eighth month of the ordination, isn't it still my Guan disciple, besides, the old Purple Cloud Immortal Gong is not easy for everyone to learn." ”

"The last sentence is the point. The old Taoist priest has an urge to complain, but if you think about it carefully, it is true, Ziyun Xiangong was born from the secret book of the Xianmen "Ziwei Sutra", which has a large number of Taoist terms, which are obscure, and the child does not look young, but he is full of poetry and books, and he has a lot of knowledge of Taoist classics, so it should not be difficult to understand. As for the other two, then the situation is not good, and if you practice Taoist classics, you will inevitably go mad or die, but then again, if they really guard and steal themselves, then they will have a loss of character, and they deserve such an end.

The old Taoist priest shook his head, put a series of calculations of his junior brother behind him, and shouted: "Regardless of them, there is a definite number of origin and extinction, and the old Taoist priest will live with you for a month, so he must kill you." ”

Li Yingying raised her head and laughed: "I don't dare to ask for what I want." ”

On the third floor of the scripture pavilion, Chen An was holding the scroll and reading it with relish, this turned out to be a classic of immortal martial arts.

As we all know, the human emperor is based on the innate gods and creates the way of martial arts, so there is a saying that martial arts are through the gods. The peerless magic skills of later generations, whether they are pseudo-peerless or true peerless, are all derived from this, and they are exercises that lead to innate supernatural powers.

However, there is no shortage of mavericks in this world, and there is still a vein in martial arts, they did not study the innate gods, did not delve into the peerless martial arts left by the emperor, but aimed at the immortal gate outside the world, mixed the immortal recipe with Taoist classics, and also compiled it into a martial arts classic, or even have the magic of the gods, and even closer to the path. Therefore, in the immortal gate, there may not be all people who cultivate immortals and practice the Tao, and there are some people who follow the line of immortal martial arts, from martial arts to immortals.

The "Purple Cloud Immortal Gong" in Chen An's hand is a product of this situation. This made him curious, and he couldn't help but study it carefully. He didn't skip the previous Great Dao quotes, and he had read countless divine classics, and he knew very well in his heart that these seemingly useless things often contained the core essence of a practice, that is, the heart method that the world often said. A martial arts, whether it is the general outline of pure martial arts or the mental method of immortal martial arts classics, is the most important thing, if it is skipped, it is not far from going crazy.

A small sound came from the corner of the stairs, waking up the pensive Chen An, who was still distracted, instinctively put the book back in its place, and then took two steps back and disappeared into the darkness behind him.

With a slight "creak", a slender figure walked up, and after reaching the third floor, he did not hesitate at all, and walked straight to a bookshelf with a clear purpose, and pulled out a book from it with a clear purpose, and did not stop until he reached a corner of the scripture pavilion. There was a ventilation window, which had been closed at night, but he gently lifted a crack, and instead of lighting the lamp, he studied the secret tome in his hand by the moonlight.

It is also strange to say that this scripture pavilion is built in the shade of the woods, and the windows are only for ventilation, but this place can actually attract the moonlight, which is really incredible. Chen An was surprised, and with the help of the dim moonlight, he saw the face of the person clearly, it was actually Pei Ming.

It turned out that he was not the only one who was guarding and stealing. Chen An shook his head and smiled, and saw the book in Pei Ming's hand with his extraordinary eyesight. This is an ordinary foundation building martial arts, it is such a simple exercise, and it can also be seen that Pei Ming frowned deeply, and his face was difficult.

Also, this kind of thing is not explained by the master, how can it be so easy to understand. Even if Chen An is gifted and has amazing comprehension ability, he can't realize himself out of thin air, at the beginning of learning martial arts, he had a lot of guidance from the instructor of the Secret Division. Even later, when he had a certain foundation in martial arts, he still needed Xu Qian's professor. Otherwise, how could there be today's achievements, I am afraid that it would have gone mad long ago and completely wasted.

He wasn't interested in paying attention to him, so Chen An was about to take out the Ziyun Immortal Gong book again to watch, but at this time, the "creaking" sound of stepping on the wooden steps sounded again at the corner of the stairs.

Today is really lively, Chen Anxin thought, stood back in place, and after a while, he saw Ji Hong's figure appear. He was not as familiar with the third floor of the Jing Pavilion as Pei Ming, but he didn't look for and explore like Chen An when he first came, but pinched his fingers, counted the bookshelves, and finally walked straight to the place where Chen An had just stood, and pulled out the book "Purple Cloud Immortal Gong" that Chen An had just read.

It's all done homework, and Chen An can't help but be stunned.

Ji Hong also didn't light the lamp, but he didn't look for a light source like Pei Ming, but took out a short tube half a foot long in his arms, pulled out the tube sleeve, and exposed a short rod that was three inches long with a finger thickness and was glowing with fluorescence. This fluorescence is weird, it only illuminates Ji Hong's body within a three-foot radius, and it is dark in the distance, so it doesn't attract the attention of Pei Ming in the distance, but he can read the words on the book in his hand with the fluorescence.

It's a baby, Chen An nodded, looking at these two are more professional than himself, and he is also quite speechless.

Ji Hong was silently remembering here, but over there Pei Ming took out a piece of cloth from his arms, and began to transcribe it with charcoal, looking at the busy figures of the two, Chen An was really bored, he couldn't look at other classics here, Ziyun Xiangong was occupied by Ji Hong again, he simply turned around and went back to sleep, please be early tomorrow.