Su Xi heard Lin Qing's words and knew that he had a solution to the problem. There was a little more light in his eyes, and he asked with a little excitement: "Master, what should I do then?" ”

Lin Qing is very unreliable on weekdays, but he has been the head of Penglai Mountain for so many years, and he must have seen a lot.

Looking at Su Xi with an expectant face, Lin Qing said seriously: "He took medicine and forcibly improved his cultivation, and the foundation will definitely not be too strong." During this time, as long as you cultivate well, you will definitely be able to defeat him. ”

"What?" Su Xi looked at Lin Qing with wide eyes, and asked in disbelief, "Do you want me to raise to the Jindan stage in a month." ”

Was it behind her ears, or did Lin Qing not wake up?

Lin Qing looked at Su Xi and nodded, and asked as a matter of course, "Is this difficult?" ”

He remembered that at that time, it only took him a month from the foundation building period to the Jindan period, and it didn't seem to be too difficult.

When Su Xi heard Lin Qing's words, he touched his forehead helplessly.

Before, she also felt that cultivation was not difficult, but after reading so many books, she realized that cultivation really depends purely on talent. Many people may spend decades to hundreds of years from the foundation building period to the Jindan period, and some people can only stand still for the rest of their lives.

Now that Lin Qing has asked her to form a golden pill in a month, this idea simply makes her believe that Wu, signing a big, glow-in-the-dark script, and doing hair in the middle of the night is as outrageous.

"Master, have you had a drink today?" Su Xi felt that it was not good to directly refute Lin Qing's face, so he wanted to mock him in a tactful way.

When Lin Qing heard Su Xi's words, a little annoyance appeared on his face, "If you have time to talk so much nonsense, it's better to hurry up and cultivate." ”

"But." Su Xi wanted to explain and let Lin Qing understand the difficulty of cultivation.

However, Lin Qing didn't listen at all, grabbed Su Xi like an eagle catching a chicken, and walked towards the dilapidated hall not far behind him.

"Master, what do you want to do, let me go quickly." Su Xi was very helpless, even if he wanted to cultivate, what would he bring himself here for?

But Lin Qing's arms were like iron tongs, no matter how Su Xi struggled, it would be useless.

In the end, she was taken to the main hall by Lin Qing.

Although Su Xi has entered Penglai Mountain for a long time, he has never entered the main hall. I didn't expect that the hall, which originally looked dilapidated from the outside, was magnificent inside.

The floor in the main hall is full of fine blue bricks, and the pattern of each piece is the same, revealing a white luster. In the center of the main hall, a high platform is carved out of fine white marble.

On the high platform, there is a two-meter-high white jade statue. The statue man holds a book in his left hand and a pen in his right hand, his eyes looking straight ahead like swords.

Su Xi just glanced at this statue, and instantly felt the momentum on his body that looked at the world, and couldn't help but have a thought in his heart that he wanted to kneel.

"Who is this?" Su Xi hurriedly withdrew his gaze and looked at Lin Qing suspiciously. They Penglai Mountain, are there such a stakes in them?

With such a great power just at a glance, it is hard to imagine how powerful he was when he was alive.

Lin Qing's face showed a little reminiscence, and he stepped forward and respectfully lit a few sticks of incense before explaining: "This is the founding ancestor of our Penglai Mountain, Tiangang Zhenren. ”

I think when Tiangang was still there, what a beautiful scenery Penglai Mountain was. It's a pity that for that big battle at that time, Tiangang Zhenren used his body as a seal to fill the ......

When Su Xi heard Tiangang Zhenren finish speaking, his face showed a look of surprise, "Master, do you want me to admire the demeanor of the ancestor and improve my cultivation motivation?" ”

Lin Qing threw Su Xi a roll of his eyes, "I'm not a monk, don't guess what I mean." I brought you here to ask Master Zu to open a secret base and help you improve your cultivation. ”

"Secret base?" Su Xi looked at Lin Qing who was like a god stick suspiciously, do you believe this?

The situation in Penglai Mountain, and this kind of capital?

And even if there is a secret base, it has not been used for so many years, are you sure that it can still be used?

"Ahem." Being looked at by Su Xi's gaze, Lin Qing coughed a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "Don't talk nonsense, you try to communicate with the ancestor first, and wait for his decision." ”

"Communication?" Su Xi looked at Lin Qing suspiciously, and asked puzzledly, "How can I communicate with the ancestor?" ”

Communicating with cats and dogs, she can barely understand. But wouldn't it be too mysterious for a statue to communicate? Even if they are fantasy novels, they can't be so outrageous.

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Lin Qing's face changed, and he hated iron and steel: "You actually asked me such a simple question, what do you do with your own head, you can think about it yourself." ”

With that, he turned around and walked to the side.

He wouldn't tell Su Xi the tragic story that he had tried 1,872 times and had no success.

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Su Xi looked at Lin Qing, who had closed his eyes next to him, and knew that he couldn't get anything from his mouth, and it would be in vain to continue to ask.

So she had to walk in front of the statue of Tiangang Zhenren and seriously think about how to communicate.

However, is it really possible to communicate in the face of a statue?

After observing for a while, Su Xi walked to Lin Qing's side and hesitated slightly, "Master, as long as you can communicate, you can use any way?" ”

"Of course." Lin Qing nodded and looked at Su Xi hesitantly, curious about what way she would think of to communicate.

Su Xi got Lin Qing's response, walked back in front of Tiangang Zhenren, and kowtowed respectfully.

Lin Qing looked at Su Xi's behavior and couldn't help but want to make a slow motion on Su Xi's left hand and right hand.

That's it? Need to make the atmosphere so solemn?

He didn't know how many times he had tried this method, but none of them worked.

It was determined that Su Xi was just working in vain, so he didn't look any further, and fell asleep on the chair next to him.

He's so busy these days. You need to take care of your spirits before you can help Su Xi clean up the mess.

In a daze, Lin Qing seemed to hear movement in his ears. When he opened his eyes and saw the picture in front of him, he instantly felt sleepy, and even a chill crawled all over his body.

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The statue of Tiangang Zhenren on the high platform disappeared, leaving only the incense burner in front of him still smoking.

And Su Xi didn't know where he went, but he was the only one left in the huge hall.

"Su Xi?" Lin Qing used the transmission note to make the entire Penglai Mountain have his voice, but he didn't hear any response.

The strange situation in front of him made Lin Qing frown.

Could it be that an enemy is lurking in secret?

This thought just popped up in his mind, and he quickly abandoned it. The mountain protection array of Penglai Mountain is arranged by the ancestors of the past dynasties, and the power is not trivial.

Now there is no abnormality in the mountain protection array, and there will definitely be no enemies coming in.

The only explanation is that all this was done by Su Xi.

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After figuring out the reason, Lin Qing was even more helpless in his heart.

What did Su Xi do, not only lost himself, but also lost his grandfather.

If Master Zu had a spirit that day and knew that his Dharma Body was gone, then he wouldn't have to peel off his skin?

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I obviously didn't do anything wrong, but I actually became a backstabber.

Although he was very tired, he knew that the top priority was to find Su Xi. Otherwise, Su Xi didn't know what basket to poke out for him.