On the shore of the lake, there was a simple wooden house made of bamboo poles, and after a month, Hu Cheng finally memorized all the things introduced in the Juyuan Qi Practice.

As we all know, when a monk cultivates, he can absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth and turn it into use, and the corresponding exercises during this period can get twice the result with half the effort.

Hu Cheng, who had already entered the Nine Xuanmen, had been cultivating here for a few days, which gave Hu Cheng a general understanding of the Nine Xuanmen, and the entire sect was centered on Ce Yuanfeng, who had previously apprenticed, and the range within a radius of one hundred miles was the jurisdiction of the Nine Xuanmen.

And Fan Henglang did not occupy the mountain peak as a cave, but chose a quiet place as a place for cultivation.

And with this lake as the center, a radius of ten miles is Fan Henglang's personal territory, if outsiders are not invited, entering it is a collision with Fan Henglang, once Fan Henglang's dislike is caused, the other party's life and death are taken in a thought.

In addition to daily cultivation, disciples also need to go to the designated attic of the sect to receive tasks, and after completing the tasks, they can get certain rewards.

In the past few days, Hu Cheng has also tried to sense the aura that exists between heaven and earth, but every time there is a feeling of numbness and flow in his body, there will always be an accident in the next step, making the penance of the day in vain.

"I don't know how Meng Jifan is doing now."

Hu Cheng glanced at the Song Yifeng where the Kong Danxiu Confucius Master was located, and muttered in his heart.

Meng Jifan's cultivation talent is not high, and it may take a long time to sense the aura of heaven and earth. 「

Then Hu Cheng stretched, stood up and walked out of the house, after a day of cultivation, the sky had already darkened.

These days, Hu Cheng knows that tomorrow is the time to meet with others, but he doesn't know if this time, he can get some methods on cultivation from other people.

But as soon as he thought of the strength of the other party's six people, Hu Cheng dispelled this idea, if the other party knew his strength, he didn't know what disaster would happen.

"Ask the master for advice? No, if you ask the master for such a simple question, he will definitely underestimate him."

Fan Henglang gave him two books that day, and the Jiuxuan Chang Xiulu had already been read by him by heart, but the content on them was obscure and difficult to understand, and it was not at all what he could practice now, so he had to put it away for the time being after making sure that the content department had memorized it.

The moon rose that day, and Hu Cheng lit a bonfire in front of the house, on which hung two pheasants caught in traps, and from time to time oil stains fell into the fire and there was a burst of noise.

Hu Cheng's face was blurred by the bonfire in front of him, and looking at his legs crossed and his hands pinching, he could know that he had once again entered the state of sensing the aura of heaven and earth.

I don't know if it was the fire that dispersed the aura of heaven and earth, and after a few hours, he didn't sense the slightest situation of heaven and earth aura clinging, so he had to withdraw from the cultivation state.

After taking off the roasted pheasant, tearing off the chicken leg and biting it hard, Hu Cheng looked south, he knew that tens of thousands of miles away over there was his real home.

"Haha, my brother or sister should have been born."

Thinking of this, the corners of Hu Cheng's mouth couldn't help but show a warm smile.

Hu Cheng knows that there will be no way out after he embarks on this road, but his parents will grow old with time, and he may not have the possibility of letting them live in their old age, at least he has a younger brother or sister who can still honor the two.

In his heart, he still hoped that his younger brother or sister would no longer embark on the path of seeking immortals, because the risks and rewards were equal, especially after Hu Cheng saw and knew some things.

After gnawing the two pheasants, Hu Cheng dragged his tired body into the bamboo hut and fell asleep on the bamboo bed.

In his dream, he did not forget to cultivate, this was Hu Cheng's obsession for a few days, and without Hu Cheng noticing, the aura not far away from Fang Yuan began to float quickly towards the bamboo house, and then turned into a visible white air flow from his mouth and nose.

When all the aura around him was absorbed by Hu Cheng, he saw that dense black spots began to ooze from the skin above and below Hu Cheng's body, and in the end, there was even dirty blood from the pores

Inner overflow.

When the blood enveloped him, it quickly dried up and formed some blood scabs.

"The first step to break through the cultivation of immortals in perseverance is quite diligent."

In front of the door of the bamboo house, a figure in a red robe quietly appeared, as if his eyes could penetrate the bamboo wooden door and see the scene inside.

"In just a few days, I have successfully achieved independent qi training, exhaling the aura of heaven and earth, and my talent is not bad."

Fan Henglang's eyes flashed with brilliance, and at the same time as the voice came out, the figure had already disappeared out of thin air.

When the morning chill hit, Hu Cheng shivered and woke up from his sleep.

When he saw that his body was wrapped in an inaudible black blood scab, a trace of surprise flashed in Hu Cheng's eyes, and then he drove his soul power to look inward, and the next moment, his eyes suddenly showed an unbelievable look.

"I've worked hard in the past few days, and I've finally paid off."

Hu Cheng felt that there was a cyclone slowly rotating in his body, Hu Cheng's heart moved, and a cyclone suddenly appeared three inches away from the palm of his right hand and began to rotate rapidly.

Hu Cheng's eyes showed ecstasy, he had been hiding in the wooden house all day long to cultivate, and he had finally seen the results today, this sense of joy filled his heart, and he had successfully stepped on the first step of cultivating immortals today.

Overjoyed, Hu Cheng ran out of the house, and a carp rushed into the lake and began to wash the filth on his body.

"Now that I have reached the second level of Qi Cultivation Realm, then I should be able to try to see a small spell on the Nine Xuan Chang Cultivation Record."

After Hu Cheng put on his robe, a hint of eagerness flashed in his eyes.

Although the Nine Xuan Chang Cultivation Records are obscure, they also record some small techniques, as long as the aura is sufficient, and after a certain amount of proficiency, they can be used.

"Blood Pattern Palm, there is no level limit, the stronger the spiritual power, the greater the power it can exert, those who cultivate this technique should first perceive..."

After silently reading the Nine Xuan Chang Cultivation Records in his mind again, Hu Cheng began to run the spiritual energy in his body according to the tendons and veins of the Blood Pattern Palm.

"Blood-streaked palms."

In front of the wooden house, Hu Cheng quickly pinched the trick with both hands, and smashed it on the bamboo pole in front of him, and the aura in his body quickly swam away at this moment, and then burst out from his right hand, forming a blood-colored palm print with a size of three inches and slamming on the bamboo pole.

"Bang."

In the early morning, a crisp sound sounded, and I saw a clearly visible palm print printed on the bamboo pole.

"No, although this Blood Pattern Palm does not require the restriction of cultivation, it has a great degree of spiritual power extraction, and this palm has already hollowed out the spiritual energy in my body."

Looking at the palm print on the bamboo pole, Hu Cheng shook his head gently, and also had a general understanding of the power of the blood pattern palm.

Although the attack power of this blow is considerable, but for him now, it is too hard, under one blow, the aura in the body is exhausted, if it is against the enemy, this blow is not effective, it can only become a mortal hand-to-hand combat.

"However, with the transformation of my physique with the Shaking Light Ring, as long as the other party's strength is comparable, relying on the perception of soul power and the agility of the physique, once I am within three feet of me, he will not be able to escape from this blood pattern palm."

"According to the introduction of the Nine Xuan Chang Cultivation Records, the blood pattern palm is refined, and the palm print will turn from virtual to solid, and dense palm print will appear, just like the veins on the palm of a person's hand.

But now that I have condensed into a palm print, I have already exhausted the spiritual energy, and I don't know how long it will take to reach the level mentioned in the Nine Xuan Chang Cultivation Records."

Hu Cheng sat cross-legged on the grass to recover his aura, but in his mind, he was thinking about how to use the Blood Pattern Palm to exert the greatest effect against the enemy.

When it was dawning, Hu Cheng stopped his cultivation, walked into the bamboo house, and closed the door tightly, he knew that it would not be long before the vision of shaking the light ring would appear.

Sure enough, when Hu Cheng pretended to be asleep and had not had time for a stick of incense, the shaking ring on his right hand flashed suddenly, and the black snake swam around his middle finger, opened his mouth and bit on his middle finger.

Instead of resisting the blowing of the invisible wind, Hu Cheng's consciousness appeared again in Shaoguang

At the top of the volcano, the magma seemed to sense something, and suddenly erupted into a flame face.

"I haven't seen you for seven days, so don't come unharmed."

Pi Xianhe's playful laughter quietly sounded in the Hunter Valley, and then the volcano where Jingmu was located suddenly spewed magma, forming a flame face.

"Pi Xianhe, you haven't died in Lushan yet?"

Jing Lin's condensed flame face glanced at him and smiled playfully.

Sure enough, the other four also looked at the flame face where Pi Xianhe was with great meaning, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of their mouths

"Hey, that crazy woman doesn't know what kind of madness she had, she actually chased into Lushan, but who am I, Pi Xianhe, and the saint is right."

Pi Xianhe looked stunned, and then said with a sneer.

"The holy daughter of the Ember Sect also dares to provoke, Brother Pi is really a means to the sky, and he admires it."

Jing Yin chuckled and said flatteringly.

"What do you admire, she was chased to Lushan, isn't Chen just curious about what she looks like under the veil, who knows that she was chased into Lushan by the old men of the Ember Sect."

Pi Xianhe said viciously.

"Pi Xianhe, I advise you to be honest lately."

Jing Lin sneered.

"Hehe, maybe outside, but this is Lushan, everything is possible, maybe that person found the possibility of a breakthrough in Lushan.

By the way, I found a strange thing in Lushan, you can show me what the situation is, in the second layer of the still water dwelling, there is actually a situation where people have lived, everything in it is shrouded by the lock yuan array, do you know the method of cracking the lock yuan array?"

Pi Xianhe said with a puzzled look on his face.

"The Lock Yuan Array was created by a senior in the Formation Dao decades ago, and it is rumored that the Lock Yuan Array is ever-changing, and everyone who is accustomed to this formation has their own behavioral preferences, and there is no other way than to break through."

A hint of surprise flashed in Jing Sen's eyes, and then he slowly explained.

"Hey, hard break? Then the things in this will inevitably be destroyed by the Lock Yuan Array, forget it, since that person is unwilling to let outsiders know the secret, let it be left to someone who is destined."

Pi Xianhe shook his head and smiled bitterly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a blast of thunder quietly sound in the sky of the Hunter Valley, and a golden scroll appeared out of thin air in the middle of the seven volcanoes.

Seeing this scene, Hu Cheng spent a lot of effort to suppress the thunder in his mind, and his heart was terrified.

After carefully glancing at everyone's flame faces, sure enough, the expressions of these six people showed a trace of surprise.

"What is this?"

For a long time, when everyone suppressed the thunder in their minds, Pi Xianhe glanced at the golden light scroll suspended in the air and wondered.

"Kill the evil Shobach, the time limit is forty years, the location, the south of the Tianque Continent."

At this moment, the golden scroll slowly opened, and an indifferent voice resounded in the Hunter Valley.

When the indifferent voice disappeared, Hu Cheng's heart trembled, this is not a trivial matter.

Tsk, it looks like the big guys are busy."

Pi Xianhe was the first to come back to his senses and said gloatingly.

"Thirty-seven years ago, Evil Monk Bach was seriously injured by that guy, and finally escaped into the abyss of crime in the south of the Tianque Continent.

Jing Sen thought for a moment and said softly.

"I once saw a record in a classic book that he was beating the green dragon at that time, if it weren't for the evil cultivator Bach who escaped into the abyss of sin, I'm afraid that the evil cultivator Bach would have been gone long ago.

It seems that there is a mission in this Hunter Valley, I guess it's because of the gathering of seven people including me, but I can't get out of Lushan now, so I'll leave it to you."

Pi Xianhe said with a solemn face.

"In that case, if anyone is willing to go hunting, I will be out in a year."

Jing Sen said indifferently.

"Count me in

one."

Jing Shan, who had been hiding in the corner without saying a word, said.

When everyone looked at Hu Cheng, Hu Cheng smiled bitterly in his heart, using his strength to practice the dual strength of the Qi Realm to kill that evil cultivator, I'm afraid I don't know how he died.

"With my three-legged cat kung fu, I can't participate in this hunt at all."

Hu Cheng thought so, and then shook his head lightly and refused.

"Count me in."

Jing Li's eyes showed a thoughtful look and said softly.

"Then let's meet in the White Rock Valley in five years, and everyone should go back and prepare, I need to retreat for the next five years, and the meetings at certain intervals in the future will be placed exactly after five years."

Jing Sen nodded and said.

Everyone nodded, agreeing with his words, forty years is a long time, a short time, if you can't find out the evil cultivator Bach who is hiding in the abyss of sin, these forty years is not a long time.

When Hu Cheng's consciousness regained consciousness, he did not get up, but recalled in his mind everything that had happened in the Hunter Valley today.

Of course, there is no need to gather for a while, which makes Hu Cheng a little lucky, after all, he doesn't have to worry about the evil cultivator Bach for the time being.

"I'm going to cultivate hard and try to reach the same heights as them one day."

Hu Cheng stretched his waist and said with a wry smile.

Even when those people were on the task of killing the evil cultivators, they could not change their faces, which made him feel a sense of yearning in his heart.

As for whether they can complete it, Hu Cheng doesn't think about it, it is still unknown whether he can live for forty years with his own situation, and he is not very worried about such unattainable things.

After shaking his head and suppressing the matter of killing the evil cultivator Bach in his heart, Hu Cheng sat cross-legged again and entered the cultivation.

Hu Cheng had just practiced the Blood Pattern Palm, and in front of the house he breathed in to restore his aura, and Meng Jifan, who had not seen him for a few days, came to his residence with a package.

"Brother Hu, this is the roast chicken I brought you, you can taste it."

Meng Jifan didn't disturb his cultivation, but waited on the side for two hours, and after he withdrew from his cultivation, he opened the package, took out a roast chicken tightly wrapped in lotus leaves, and placed it in front of Hu Cheng.

"How do you have time to come here?"

Hu Cheng looked at him in surprise and said with a smile.

"Hehe, I'm not lazy for a while, but my cultivation talent is average, and meditation for a while doesn't seem to be useful, and I don't even have the most basic feelings, so I went to get a few pheasants to roast and eat, isn't there one left for you, Brother Hu."

Meng Jifan's eyes showed a hint of pride, although he had not made any progress in cultivation for a while, he had intentionally or unintentionally revealed the identity of Kong Danxiu's disciple outside, and immediately made countless registered disciples offer "sincerity".

This made Meng Jifan mingle with the disciples who came to Song Yifeng for a month. Five

Although he was living comfortably, he always remembered Hu Cheng who let himself have all this, if he hadn't carried himself to Ce Yuanfeng, all of this was not something he could have.

So as soon as he was free, he hurriedly inquired with others about Fan Henglang's location, and rushed over with the benefits he received.

"By the way, this is some of the spirit stones and pills that the two senior brothers gave me, I don't need them now, Brother Hu, you can use them first."

As if remembering something, Meng Jifan looked around mysteriously, and then took out a small bag of things from his arms and quickly handed it to Hu Cheng.

Hu Cheng was stunned when he heard this, hurriedly took it, and then took out a few spirit stones in the bag and looked at them carefully.

The spirit stone was warm in his hand, and as soon as Hu Cheng held it in his hand, the cyclone in his body began to tremble violently, and the spirit stone in his hand quickly overflowed some white air flow and was incorporated into Hu Cheng's body along his fingers.

Clearly aware that his cultivation had improved significantly at this moment, Hu Cheng looked at the spirit stone in his hand again and suddenly felt a little hot.

And in the hands

The spirit stone seemed to be absorbed with the last trace of spiritual energy, turning into powder and falling from the palm of the palm.

"Hey, what's the matter, why did this spirit stone suddenly break, could it be that guy lied to me, his grandfather's, and it was thanks to Lao Tzu to steal some soil from the master's medicine garden for him, and I'll settle accounts with him when I go back."

Seeing that the spirit stone he gave to Hu Cheng turned into ashes, Meng Jifan's eyes glared at the boss and said viciously.

"The aura of a spirit stone is definitely more than this, I think the other party deliberately took out two spirit stones that had absorbed a large amount of aura to him in order to curry favor with Meng Jifan, because he had not yet reached the qi cultivation realm, so he did not find this clue."

Hu Cheng glanced at the spirit lime in his palm, and immediately guessed that the owners of these two spirit stones did not take the identity of Meng Jifan Kong Danxiu's disciple in his eyes, but had the psychology of playing.

"Meng Jifan, when I met the guy who gave you the spirit stone in the future, no matter what he asked you to help, you don't want to help, by the way, what is the situation in the soil in the medicine garden you said, can you tell me about it."

Hu Cheng chuckled, and had a slight interest in the soil he was talking about, which could make a cultivator who had achieved cultivation covet it, and there must be something strange about the soil in the medicine courtyard.

"Oh, that's right, there is a large medicine garden outside the gate of the master's cave mansion.

There are all kinds of herbs planted in that medicine garden, by the way, don't you say that I really don't think there are some strange vines, which bloom every morning and wither at sunset, but on the second day, the vines will bloom again, and the flowers will wither after sunset, which is weird."

Meng Jifan recalled the vines he saw outside his master Kong Danxiu Cave Mansion, and said suspiciously.

For that strange tree, it is not strange that he has seen a lot in this period of time, but when Hu Cheng asked, he felt as if he had missed something.

"Then when the flowers wither, do they fall directly into the mud?"

Hu Cheng's eyes flashed and he asked.

"Brother Hu, how do you know? When the flower withers, it falls into the mud."

Meng Jifan's eyes lit up, as if he didn't understand why Hu Cheng knew about this strange scene.

"That's right, this tree was originally for the dirt, but I haven't read the literature, so I can't know what the green mud does."

Hu Cheng's heart flashed, and he suddenly thought of the key point, the other party must have known the effect of this flower mud, so he was willing to take out those spirit stones that were about to be abandoned to coax Meng Jifan.

"Meng Jifan, do you know how to enter the Scripture Pavilion?" Hu Cheng tore off a chicken leg and handed it to him, saying with a smile.

"Oh, Brother Hu wants to go to the Scripture Pavilion?" Meng Jifan looked puzzled, and then said.

"The Hidden Scripture Pavilion is not far from Song Yifeng, but the old man who guards the pavilion is not very popular, and he always looks like others owe him money, hmph, when I get rich, I will definitely take out a bunch of spirit stones and stone him to death."

Meng Jifan is not a person who can bear the temperament, and he has already visited everything within a radius of ten miles, otherwise, he would not have come to Hu Cheng to catch up with him a month later.

"Let's go, let's go to the Scripture Pavilion." Hu Cheng's eyes lit up and he said with a smile.

"Ah, go to the Scripture Pavilion, I scolded the old man a few days ago, and now I'm going again, I don't dare to go, or we'll still..."

Seeing that Hu Cheng wanted to go to the Scripture Pavilion, Meng Jifan's face turned red, and then he said in a low voice.

Hu Cheng is full of black lines, this guy is really guarding Baoshan and doesn't know it, what is the place of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion? There are all kinds of literature and cultivation books stored there, and it's not good for this guy to offend anyone, but he offended the old man who guarded the Scripture Pavilion.

"It's okay, just don't go in after you take me there."

Hu Cheng said with a smile.

"Okay, I won't go in after I take you to the Scripture Pavilion, so as not to be scolded by the old man."

Meng Jifan thought about it and agreed.

In the afternoon, Hu Cheng and Meng Jifan rushed to the place where the Scripture Pavilion was located.

"Brother Hu, there is the Hidden Scripture Pavilion in front, you can go in by yourself, I won't go in, I have to go back to cultivate,

In the future, if Brother Nie needs me, even if he comes to Song Yifeng to find me, anyway, the master will always be in retreat and cultivation in the cave mansion."

Meng Jifan glanced at the Hidden Scripture Pavilion from a distance, and there was a hint of timidity in his eyes.

"It's okay, you go back, if I have something, I'll go to Song Yifeng to find you." Hu Cheng nodded and said with a smile.

It's a pity that they don't know that this is the first and last time they have met in the Nine Xuanmen.

The crisis of the Nine Xuanmen is coming.