Wang Quanquan and his apprentice worked as carpenters in the palace for half a month, and after helping to build half of the boundary-breaking boat, it was time to go to the magic hall again.

During this period, the master and apprentice each had their own gains, Wang Quanquan finally did not waste his cultivation in the Jindan period this time, and opened up three meridians, while Nie Zhenliang only opened one because his cultivation was too low.

The most important thing is that the two of them are in the late stage of Jindan and the second layer of qi cultivation respectively, Li Heixiong mentioned the benefits of opening up the qi cavity to the monks, and they now have a deep understanding.

The Shutang is located on the top of Yanjun Peak, and Wang Quanquan has also inquired about the master of the Shutang, but Li Heixiong, who is five big and three thick, is secretive about it, and bluntly said that he will know when the two of them arrive.

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On the top of the mountain, several majestic palaces stand here, which is the core of the entire Yanjun Peak, except for the occasional Zun Ling who comes to stay for a while, the rest are some extremely outstanding Tianjiao disciples in the sect.

The number of disciples of the three peaks of Tianjiao varies, among them, the middle peak is the majority, the 30,000 disciples of the entire Lingyun Sect can be counted as less than one hundred of Tianjiao, and the middle peak occupies as many as fifty-eight people, and then the twenty-two people of Chixia Peak, who are heavy on quality and not weight, are two more than Yanjun Peak with the most disciples.

Except for the people who are selected from one of the above, there is an elder living at the top of each of the three peaks, and his cultivation has reached the stage of soul residence, and he is the strongest three people in the entire sect except for the head of the sect and the elder of the Taishang.

At this time, at the top of Yanjun Peak, a purple-clothed boy was looking at a pond in front of him suspiciously, several black-backed silver-bellied fish in the pond were swimming, and the junction between the pond and the stream had been blocked by a large pebble, the boy frowned and stretched out his hand to count and count, and finally scratched his head and said:

"Strange, why is there less and less dragon carp day by day? Isn't someone stealing? ”

A middle-aged monk with eight eyebrows next to him sneered:

"Who in the entire Yanjun Peak doesn't know that this dragon carp is the elder's favorite, which one eats the bear's heart leopard and dares to steal it, according to the disciples, they must be greedy for fun and forget to go home."

Hearing this, the boy glanced at him, "The deity doesn't know, do you still need to say it?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes." The eight-eyebrow monk nodded hurriedly.

At this time, a Tianjiao disciple dressed in a yellowish outfit stepped forward, glanced at the eight-eyebrow monk with disdain, and then bowed to the boy and said:

"Elder, the doorman Zhao Zhiyi came with his disciples to ask for a meeting."

The boy looked surprised, then turned his head to look at the middle-aged monk beside him, "That's the person you said?" ”

"Elder, you are discerning, you are really a monk of our generation......"

"Shut up and fuck off!" The boy frowned, and ordered the disciple of Tianjiao: "Let him come up." ”

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When the two masters and apprentices came to the front of the palace, there was no longer the figure of the sycophant monk here, and looking at the short figure with his back to him in the distance, a sense of familiarity arose.

"You are Zhao Zhiyi?" The immature voice sounded, and the figure in front of him slowly turned around.

"Exactly ......"

Wang Quanquan was halfway through his words, his expression was stunned, and then he said with surprise on his face:

"Little kid?"

"Say one more word, and the deity will shove your head into your ass."

“……”

With the lesson of the last time, Wang Quanquan was more obedient, pursed his mouth tightly, but there was still a smile in his eyes that could not be hidden, if he guessed correctly, the child in front of him was probably the body of the rumored child.

This matter was inadvertently learned from the mouths of the fairies of Chixia Peak, although the fairies are beyond the dust and do not eat the fireworks of the world, but in the final analysis, they are still women, since they are women, they can't escape the most talked about topic in the women's family:

Which tailor's shop in Kiriyama County has beautiful clothes; Which pair of monks on the mountain became Taoist couples; Who in the sect fought for a female cultivator......

There are not many things about Yan Junfeng, but there are one or two that are really brilliant enough, among which there is the little elder of the natal boy body, "little elder" I don't know who has the nickname, although it is a nickname, but I never dare to put it in front of him, let alone the "well-behaved and lovely" in the mouth of the fairies.

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The "Little Elder" looked at Wang Quanquan, raised his chin and said:

"You're here to practice?"

"I'm a rescuer brought in by the monkeys."

"What?" The boy looked ignorant, obviously not knowing that the other party was ridiculing him.

"Back to the elder, the younger generation is saying that we want to improve our cultivation and do more for the clan, and I hope that the elder will abandon his past suspicions and give teachings." The king's face was full of righteousness.

"Don't worry, the deity doesn't have the heart to be angry with you as a doll, since you have entered the Lingyun Sect, you are your own person, come with me."

After the boy finished speaking, he walked towards a nearby palace, and the master and apprentice looked at each other and followed closely behind.

"The deity is one of the only three remaining elders of the Lingyun Sect, and he is also the master of the Shutang, presumably you have been to the Yutang before, if the Yutang is the shield of the Lingyun Sect, then my Shutang is the spear of the sect, and all the disciples in the sect must come here to find a suitable practice after building the foundation."

Speaking exercises, the three of them have come to the hall of the art hall, and the whole palace looks magnificent on the outside, but once you step in, you will find that it is antique inside.

The whole hall is divided into three floors, and the surrounding walls are full of bookshelves, as the master and apprentice step in, a unique spiritual power mixed with the aroma of books comes to the face, only to listen to the boy explain:

"As you can see, there are exercises of the entire sect stored here, including some extraterritorial techniques, totaling more than 100,000 volumes."

After saying that, he turned to look at the master and apprentice, "According to the rules, you don't have the right to choose exercises until the foundation building period, but the deity heard that Zhao Menke has practiced extraterritorial exercises, why don't we make a deal?" ”

"What deal?"

"If Zhao Daoyou is willing to give away your exercises, your disciples can choose one of the 100,000 books in this dazzling collection, and they can choose again after the foundation building period, this is the special care of the deity for you, how about it?"

"This ......"

Wang Quanquan subconsciously rubbed his chin, it was not that he was reluctant to do that exercise, but the other party was so refreshing, but it made him feel that something was wrong, and Nie Zhenliang on the side naturally knew the preciousness of the extraterritorial exercises, and whispered to Wang Quanquan:

"Please don't be embarrassed, the disciple is willing to wait until the foundation building period."

Wang Quanquan smiled slightly and rubbed his head:

"What's not to be embarrassed about, it's just a book of exercises, but there are 100,000 copies here."

With that, he threw the book directly to the boy opposite, who took it casually and threw it up, and the book immediately flew towards the top row of bookshelves, drowning in the vast collection.

"Come with me."

The boy spoke indifferently, turned around and walked towards a huge stone tablet on the north side of the first floor.

As soon as Wang Quanquan entered the door, he noticed the huge stele, which was not written with words, but a bunch of words like ghost drawings, Wang Quanquan only stared at it for a while, and then felt that his brain was in a mess, and he quickly shook his head and moved his gaze away.

The boy in front noticed this scene, and a trace of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice:

"This stele is the core of the entire art hall, the name is 'Forget the Dust', which is one word different from 'Wangchen', but the meaning is very different. Wangchen' is taken from the meaning of Jiuyuan Shimen's 'but mortal dust', the monk holds his breath and looks at the stone tablet, and his mind will be involuntarily sucked in, and the more people who come out of the dust, the faster the speed.

Inside the stele is a collection of 100,000 books in the art hall, and you need to find the most suitable one among them. ”

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