The Yanhui Peak of the Feiyun Sect is the outermost peak of Feiyun, and it is also the most lively peak, because it is the gathering place of all the outer disciples and those who have not yet entered the Dao. The mountains here are gentle, but they are very spacious, and the vegetation is verdant, but the aura is thin. The cave doors here are also crowded next to each other, layer after layer, with a very layered sense, but there is no regularity at all, because this is where Feiyun's lowest-level disciples live and cultivate.

Yan Nan looked at this Qingfeng, listening to the introduction of the head disciple called Shocking Wind as he walked, Shocking Wind had a superior look, and looked at Ming Qinghe's delicate body from time to time, revealing a trace of coveting.

The Feiyun Order in your hands is the prohibition of the Cave Mansion, and it contains the things that the juniors and disciples need, and you can drop the blood of your fingertips into the Feiyun Order. In the future, this thing is the token of Feiyun Gate, which can be used to enter and exit the fairy gate.

You can open up your own cave house first, and then, the pills you need this month can be collected from me and you, if you need exercises, you can go to Juxian Pavilion to choose by yourself, but the primary exercises there are not something that the junior brothers can comprehend for a while. In the west of the Xianmen, there is a mirror platform, where there is the Feiyun Gate's introductory exercise "Feiyun Decision", and the juniors and disciples can also go to comprehend and cultivate.

In addition, as a junior disciple, without the order of the elders, you are not allowed to walk around the cultivation place of high-level monks, obey the door rules, and do not approach evil demons, otherwise the door rules will be punished. If you cultivate and enter the Tao, you can move out of here, become an inner disciple, apprentice to Jindan, and from then on, you can rise to the top.

Listening to the shocking rhetoric, Yan Nan shook his head for a while, it seems that as a low-level disciple, it seems that he is inferior everywhere, no different from casual cultivation, and there are several more restraints invisibly, as a casual cultivation, in the immortal gate, if you want to have a bright future, only cultivation and entering the Tao is the right way.

Yan Nan looked at the halfway point of Yanhui Peak, although the aura here is thin, but it is much stronger than the outside world, a barren and simple cave, below is the residence of foreign affairs disciples, and many caves above have already been occupied, Yan Nan's eyes moved, looking at a remote corner, where no one seems to care, it is a pure place to cultivate.

Ming Qinghe followed Yan Nan silently, his blank eyes never left his figure, and he seemed to be extremely dependent. Seeing Yan Nan standing in front of a cave, his fingertips flashed, and a drop of crimson blood dripped on Feiyun Ling, the bright red blood droplet was instantly sucked in and disappeared, Feiyun Ling flashed with a burst of light, and a dazzling blue light submerged into the cave in front of Yan Nan, causing a ripple to fluctuate.

Ming Qinghe stretched out his slender jade hand and hesitated. I don't know when, the frightened figure has appeared beside him, and there is a smile on his dark face: "Senior Sister Qinghe, how can Senior Brother help you?" ”

Ming Qinghe was stunned, looked at Yan Nan next to him, and said softly: "How dare you work hard Senior Brother Feng, I can do this little thing myself, not to mention that Brother Yan is also here, he and I are neighbors, and he can also help me." ”

Feng Feng smiled: "They are all loose cultivators, where can there be such a cultivation as a senior brother and my disciple who has entered the Dao." If Senior Sister Qinghe is willing, I will arrange a place for Senior Sister to cultivate with full spiritual power. Feng Feng actually reached out to hold Ming Qinghe's soft little hand, Ming Qinghe was startled, and hurriedly wanted to pull it out in shame, but Feng Feng's hand was held tightly, and Ming Qinghe couldn't help but snort lightly.

At this time, there was a light cough next to him, and the eyes of the two were blurred, Ming Qinghe only felt that the hand holding him spasmed, and the jade hand instantly came out of the palm of the frightening wind, and the breeze blew, and then Yan Nan's figure appeared between the two, looking at the frightening wind indifferently, neither humble nor arrogant: "Senior brother frightening wind, how is the hand and body technique of the Ruyi orchid of the junior brother, please advise." ”

The frightened wind shook his numb arm, and his face turned cold: "Do you want to use your little bit of Taoism to fight against me, a disciple who has entered the Dao?" ”

Yan Nan said sonorously: "Senior brother naturally doesn't dare, I believe that with a high-level disciple like Senior Brother, he will definitely not bother with us, after all, if such a thing is said, it is really not in line with the style of Senior Brother's head disciple." ”

Shocked by the words, his face was pale, he glanced at Yan Nan fiercely, and glanced at Ming Qinghe with lust, smiled gloomily, and then brushed his sleeves and left, his expression was full of disdain, and the eyes of the two of them were like looking at the fish on the knife board.

Ming Qinghe looked at Yan Nan with worry in his eyes: "Brother Yan, I shouldn't stop here when I look at Senior Brother Shock, what should we do?" ”

Yan Nan looked at the back of the frightened wind, and a frosty color appeared in his eyes. But when he turned around and looked at Ming Qinghe, his eyes immediately became clear and gentle, and he gently held the delicate jade hand: "Don't worry, I'm here." ”

Ming Qinghe's eyes immediately became gentle and shy, and he said in a low voice: "Then I'll live next to Brother Yan." ”

Before Ming Qinghe's words fell, there was a coquettish cry, and a crystal blood bead dripped out from his slender fingertips, which fell on the Feiyun Order. I only heard Yan Nan say indifferently: "The Feiyun Order has been stimulated, where you want to live is your own choice, and I have no right to interfere." ”

Yan Nan walked into his cave mansion, Ming Qinghe turned his head slightly, his eyebrows turned for a while, the corners of his mouth leaked two curved arcs, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he gently raised the Feiyun Order in his hand, and a fine light shot towards a deserted cave next to Yan Nan. For her, maybe having Yan Nan by her side is enough.

It is said that it is a cave, but in fact, it is a space the size of a house carved out of the rock, and the smooth rock wall is inlaid with dozens of egg-sized fluorite, emitting a weak white light, shrouding the entire stone chamber in a layer of hazy fluorescence.

There is only a wooden bed, a table and a chair in the room, which looks extremely old, but I don't know how many people have been polished, and the surface has been polished with a layer of light.

Yan Nan sat quietly on the chair, his eyes were deep, as if he was pondering something. Perhaps, he will be bound in this space for the next few years, maybe decades, until he truly enters the Dao and ascends to immortality, otherwise he will forever be trapped in this dark and narrow cave with thin spiritual energy, and suffer from the discrimination of all the disciples who have entered the Dao, because he is a casual cultivator, with no teacher and no backer.

I don't know if Lin Feiniao and Miao Die are in the same situation. Thinking of Lin Feiniao, Yan Nan's heart always had an inexplicable tingling feeling, in the search for immortals, in that void academy, what happened to her made her suddenly become so indifferent and strange, but he couldn't know at the moment. There is also that frightening wind, since he saw Ming Qinghe, there was a trace of evil in his eyes, if he didn't solve this disciple as soon as possible, I am afraid that Yan Nan will always be in his throat in the future, and he will not be able to cultivate with peace of mind.

Countless thoughts flashed through Yan Nan's mind, and before he knew it, he had spent a day in the stone room.

Early the next morning, Yan Nan walked out of the cave, his eyes clear. He glanced at the cave next to him, and Ming Qinghe didn't seem to have moved. He shook his head helplessly, imagining that Ming Qinghe was once the eldest lady of Pengzhou's stars holding the moon, but now she is also trapped in this desolate stone room, and she doesn't know if she can survive this lonely time.

Juxian Pavilion is the library of Feiyun's low-level disciples, and most of them are the primary exercises of some beginner disciples and the perceptions of immortal-level cultivation written by high-level spiritual cultivators, these seem to be the most basic things, but for Yan Nan, a casual cultivator who has just entered the Immortal Gate, it is rare and abnormal.

At the door of Juxian Pavilion, Yan Nan showed the Feiyun Order, and walked into the library building in the disdainful eyes of an old foreigner who was a disciple. Yan Nan looked around and found that there didn't seem to be many people inside, a few new disciples like Yan Nan, and the rest were a few old men curled up in the corner, with white sideburns and wrinkled faces, holding the yellowed pages, watching silently, and the corners of some of their mouths couldn't stop shaking.

Yan Nan couldn't help but be shocked and felt pity. It seems that the spiritual power in these old men's bodies has been stagnant, and the spiritual veins are about to be closed, and I am afraid that the spiritual path will soon stop in this life. In the past, they should have been high-spirited, such as Yan Nan was so graceful, but now, it is a bleak evening, and Yan Nan sighed for a while.

The scrolls on the shelves must have been over a long period of time, and some of them have been broken, as if they would turn into dust at the slightest touch. Yan Nan walked aimlessly to a row of bookshelves, picked up a book of exercises called Fengyun Knife, casually flipped a few pages, put it down again, and picked up a scroll of Luosha Shadow Thorn, but still put it down after reading it. These seem to be some ordinary exercises, the spiritual power is average, and it is even more powerless, it seems that it is indeed rare for ordinary people, but for Yan Nan, he already has the skills of flying flowers and shadows, plus the synthesis of yin and yang, these exercises, for him to write, are almost no different from waste paper.

Yan Nan put down the scroll gloomily, and at this time, an old voice in the corner came slowly: "Xiaoyou, don't be too ambitious, it's better to choose a kind of condensation of aura, practice simple exercises, break through to the Tao as soon as possible, and then try to achieve advanced exercises, otherwise like me, all the previous efforts will be abandoned, and in the twilight of my life, I will not be able to break through the entrance." ”

Yan Nan was stunned, and the old man in a corner, his eyes were cloudy, and he was looking at him with vicissitudes. Yan Nan hugged his fists and thanked him, and asked respectfully: "Dare to ask Daoyou, are there other exercises in this study?" ”

The old man looked at him differently, and did not speak, but looked back at a corner, where there was a string of stairs going up.

It turns out that there is an attic in this library building, just above the stairs, but there is a disciple with two mustaches in front of the door who is looking at a miscellaneous book, seeing that Yan Nan is a jerky face, he naturally knows the identity of Yan Nan, and said in a muffled voice: "If you don't open the door today, you want to enter the Jing Pavilion, and make an appointment with me in advance." ”

Yan Nan was stunned: "How do you agree?" ”

The mustache put down the miscellaneous notes and squinted at Yan Nan: "You are a new disciple, come to the Jing Pavilion, and don't ask about the rules of my rat master here?" ”

Yan Nan asked angrily, "What rules?" ”

The mustache's eyes flickered: "Look at your new arrival, I will teach you the rat master, read a book here, five hundred spirit beads, to copy and take away, one thousand spirit beads." ”

Yan Nan smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid this is also the rule set by the senior brother himself, right?" ”

The mustache's face turned grim: "What if it's me who has set it, you low-level people who have not entered the Dao, do you still have to go to the head to sue me, just a casual cultivator, I can't measure myself, my master is——"

When the mustache was dancing arrogantly, he heard a clear voice and said coldly: "Let him in." ”

Before the mustache finished speaking, there was a crisp sound of "pop", and his face had received a crisp slap, his face was fierce, and he was about to get angry, but he saw a cold figure appear in front of him,

His face was like white jade, beautiful and unparalleled, he hurriedly bowed his head and saluted respectfully: "Uncle Jixue, why are you here?" ”