"You will live in your senior brother's small building in the middle of the lake, and your cultivation will be tested after half a year."

After leaving these words, Lin Dutian's figure slowly rose, and his figure passed away with the wind like a broken foam.

At the moment when the figure dissipated, the tornado rose in the purple bamboo forest, and 10,000 bamboo leaves flew in the air, turning into a long dragon, rushing straight to the small building in the center of the lake, floating in the sky above the blue lake, floating on the water surface, gathering thousands of leaves into a solid bridge, connecting the shore and the small building in the center of the lake.

This should be for the convenience of Lin Jingyu's travel.

Looking at the untraceable master who disappeared in the blink of an eye, and looking at the pontoon bridge formed by thousands of bamboo leaves, even though he was used to seeing the heavenly methods of the division commanders recently, Lin Jingyu was still full of shock, and asked himself - when will I have such power, so that I don't have to stand on the ground and look up.

The afterglow dissipated, night fell, and when the slightest mist sprinkled down from the sky, a chill came, and Lin Jingyu realized that he had been standing there for a long time.

"Cultivation still has to be done slowly, even a god like Shizun has practiced for hundreds of years to have this kind of magical power, but I think too much", Lin Jingyu muttered to himself as he walked towards the small bamboo building.

Open the bamboo door, the oblique moon hangs in the window, the bamboo shadow of the ground is still mottled as in the past, the night breeze passes, the bursts of swaying, the leaves are rustling, extremely pleasant, the lake outside the window, the sparse shadow is oblique, the water is sparkling, reflecting a little lotus, the fragrance strikes people.

This is a bamboo building full of bookish atmosphere, I didn't have time to look at it a few days ago, but today I found that it is so different, the neat bed, the clean and spotless, four huge ink paintings hanging in all directions.

The east side is an ink and bamboo painting, Zhuo Ying is slender, insisting on the green mountains, let you wind in the southeast and northwest; in the south, there are several orchids, deep mountains and cliffs, Su Rui Tufang; in the west, the white dew and frost fall, the dead leaves are flying, only the wild chrysanthemum on the trail, the gold and the English are splendid; the silver powder is flying in the north, the snow cloth is fragrant, the red plum is at the top, and the material is steep.

Lin Jingyu looked around, and every time he looked at a painting, he couldn't help but sigh - Senior Brother is really a god.

It wasn't until a long time later that he came back to his senses from the painting, turned around and stepped into the study on the right, the study seemed extraordinary and quiet, on the desk near the window, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were complete, and the two wooden bookshelves on one side were lined up with yellowed old books, and a pot of flowers was arranged under the bookshelf, a branch and nine forks, and dozens of small purple flowers were distributed on it, so beautiful, all of which clearly showed all the interests of the owner in the study, which were very high.

Lin Jingyu sat down at the desk, looking at the dancing candle flame on the table, he was stunned, "My body has a dark injury, and I can't bear the heavy responsibility of guarding the Fuyu Pavilion, so you have to work hard to cultivate and share your worries for the master and me."

There are also countless magical jade balls in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion surrounding the scene of the senior brother, Lin Yifan's words and the scenes that Lin Jingyu saw constantly overlapped in his mind.

"What kind of injury did Senior Brother suffer?" Lin Jingyu muttered to himself, suddenly shuddered, stood up suddenly, and his face changed greatly, "No, I remember that more than a year ago, Yan Kun of the Heavenly Dao Sect also said that my master's cultivation was stagnant.

"Could it be?"

Lin Jingyu seemed to have sorted out something in his mind, but he was still a little chaotic, and he couldn't completely solve the doubts in his heart.

Puzzled, I couldn't help but take a step, open the bamboo door, step on the somewhat shaky Wanye pontoon bridge and walk towards the purple bamboo forest opposite, step ashore with one foot, and the feeling of steadfastness spread all over the body from under my feet.

The huge white phosphorite by the lake, flickering faintly in the night, it was on this boulder that there was a figure that was shocked by Lin Jingyu as a celestial, but now the celestial man was seriously injured and unconscious.

Looking at the boulder, Lin Jingyu walked over slowly, bent his knees, leaned over, and stood on the boulder, the waning moon was still hanging in the sky in the distance, at this time Lin Jingyu was rapidly turning his brain, wanting to solve the looming mystery in his heart.

"The master is the guardian elder of the Fuyu Pavilion for me, if what Yan Kun said is true, the foundation is abolished, and the cultivation is stagnant, then the Fuyu Pavilion is in danger, and the senior brother is also a guardian disciple, but the body has a secret injury, and he can't bear the responsibility of guarding the sect, so the master will accept me as an apprentice, and the senior brother wants me to work hard to cultivate and share the worries for the master, is it telling me that the Fuyu Pavilion is already in danger, and you want me to grow up quickly?"

Lin Jingyu stood on the phosphorite and frowned, thinking hard.

"Yes, it must be like this, I am in the same lineage, and there is only one person in each generation, but this generation has a senior brother and me, so in this way, it must be that there is something wrong with their body."

Lin Jingyu quickly clarified his thoughts, and with the clarity of his thinking, he felt more and more that the burden on his body was heavy, although Lin Dutian didn't tell him that he didn't want him to bear so much pressure at a young age, but Lin Jingyu was clear in his mind after all, and he was extremely smart, and he figured out the context after thinking about it.

"I will definitely not disappoint my master and brother, I will definitely work hard to cultivate and protect my home", Lin Jingyu said fiercely in his heart.

Sitting cross-legged on the phosphostone, running the "Zhongtian Purple Micro Sutra" into deep cultivation, he let the cold invade his whole body, and gritted his teeth.

Tianling Peak, back mountain, purple bamboo forest, every time the sky is red, there is always a figure rising with the sun, appearing on the lakeside phosphate stone to meditate and practice, whenever night falls, there are always countless sword shadows in the forest flickering, no matter the wind and rain, or the sun is hot, there is always no interruption.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the bamboo leaves have changed a stubble, in a flash, half a year is approaching, and in half a year, the childishness on Lin Jingyu's face has receded, replaced by unyielding and perseverance.

Although the body is still as thin as ever, it is much stronger than before.

Standing quietly on the phosphorite by the lake, looking at the purple bamboo forest that has never changed, he said softly: "Half a year is about to pass, and the master is about to get out of the customs, I don't know if my cultivation can satisfy the master, and I don't know if the senior brother has woken up, by the way, when the senior brother wakes up, he must let him teach me calligraphy and painting, and I won't be able to write my name yet."

Indeed, the land of the immortal family of Fuyu Pavilion, the four seasons are like spring, if it is in the world, it is that autumn and winter have passed, spring is approaching, and there are nine days left before the appointment of half a year, and Lin Jingyu's cultivation is also in a bottleneck, and his cultivation day and night has made his cultivation from the early stage of gathering spirits to the middle stage of gathering spirits, and he has crossed the first order in just half a year, no matter which sect he is in, I am afraid that he will be shocked as a genius, such a cultivation speed is enough to be called shocking.

But Lin Jingyu was not satisfied, he still wanted to break through again, because every time he cultivated a feeling of refinement, he was addicted, and even couldn't stop, so he always wanted to break through the barrier and see if the next realm would have a different understanding.

Sitting cross-legged on the white phosphorite again, he looked at the lake that was somewhat permeated in the night, closed his eyes, opened his heart, threw away the three thousand mortal dust, and pointed directly to the source in his heart.

At this moment, all the holes in the body were opened, and the thick and pure heaven and earth aura in the purple bamboo forest was dragged towards the figure on the phosphorite.

After a while, it was surrounded by purple mist or purple aura, so the vision became blurred and hazy, but it was like a bottomless pit that could not be filled, and it did not stop absorbing because it was wrapped in aura, on the contrary, more and more aura was sucked in, until it could almost be condensed into water, and then it stopped, and the purple qi was shrouded layer by layer, exhaling and inhaling, constantly shrinking, expanding, and shrinking again, the scene was very strange.

Lin Jingyu inside, his mind is extremely ethereal, and he is trying to perform exercises to press all the spiritual energy into the acupoint, and now he is in the middle stage of gathering spirits, and he can step into the peak realm of gathering spirits one step further.

Gathering spirit is different from building a foundation, this is a very obvious watershed, building a foundation is just refining the aura in the dantian, and then feeding back to the meridians and the body, constantly tempering one's own body, and consolidating the foundation of enlightenment, so it is called building the foundation, and the foundation of building the avenue is also.

And further, if you can break the barrier, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and store it in the acupoint, even if it is a gathering of spirits, the greater the spiritual power stored in the body, the stronger the strength will be.

At this time, Lin Jingyu was reluctantly guiding the purple aura to wash the holes in the whole body, removing all impure impurities from the body, this kind of washing, like using a knife to cut on the flesh and blood, Ling Chi.

"The master said that the path of cultivation is nine deaths and one life, if you can't bear this pain, how can you talk about sharing the worries of the master and the senior brother."

As soon as Lin Jingyu gritted his teeth, more aura surged and churned, and was pressed into the acupoint, and a faint blood color appeared on the surface of the body, the thick aura of heaven and earth outside had become extremely thin, and the slightest aura had passed through the body surface and stored in the acupoint, but it was not thorough enough, and Lin Jingyu was still desperately absorbing it.

The moon in the sky, after several clouds and sunny days, a few days have passed, Lin Jingyu is still sitting on the phosphate stone and closing his eyes to practice, at this time, the two young men in white clothes in the sky are coming from the sky, the same temperament, the same color of the world, extraordinary, the people who came are Lin Dutian and Lin Yifan.

After half a year of treatment, Lin Yifan finally woke up, which made Yu Yiran happy, after Lin Yifan woke up, he insisted on pulling Lin Dutian's master and apprentice and the other four veins to sit in his cave, and took all the good things he had treasured for hundreds of years to entertain a few people.

As a result, several people were very drunk, and they didn't wake up until the second day, bidding farewell to the first seat of the five veins, Lin Dutian's master and apprentice came directly to the small building in the middle of the lake, and saw that Lin Jingyu was still rushing through the pass, and the two did not bother.

"Senior brother is impacting the peak realm of gathering spirits so quickly, it seems that he must have cultivated extremely hard in the past half a year", Lin Yifan looked at Lin Jingyu who was frowning and said.

"Well, even if his talent is extremely extraordinary, if he doesn't cultivate hard, he won't be able to reach this point, which is beyond my expectations", Lin Dutian nodded with satisfaction, but just after speaking, he coughed violently, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Master!"

Lin Yifan hurriedly stepped forward to support Lin Dutian, "The master has worked hard for half a year for my secret injury, and the disciple is ashamed, so I implore the master to temporarily retreat and heal, and let me protect the junior brother here."