Da Xi Ganluan carefully controlled the flow of the illusion qi from the ancestral aperture to his right hand.

Although she had released the phantom qi through her fingertips, she was just messing around at random at that time, and she didn't pay attention to the trajectory of the phantom qi, nor did she deliberately let the phantom qi pass through the fixed meridians. The consequence of being unfamiliar is that in the process of controlling the phantom qi, she either has too little phantom qi mobilized and has insufficient stamina halfway, or the phantom qi is used too much, resulting in the lack of control and the escape of some phantom qi to other meridians.

After more than an hour, Daxi Ganluan finally succeeded in gathering the phantom qi into the palm of his right hand, and the next thing was to condense the ice phantom qi into a shuttle.

But how to control such a thing as phantom qi?

Da Xi Ganluan stared at the phantom qi in her hand, and subconsciously pinched it with her hands, but how could the phantom qi obediently let her knead it round and flatten.

The old man admired her embarrassment for a long time before he spoke: "What's the use of you just staring at it!" Your hand can touch it, what about your soul? ”

"Oh." Da Xi Ganluan suddenly realized. She wanted to try again, but the phantom qi in her body was insufficient, so she had to meditate and cultivate first.

The old man didn't let her continue, and sent her back: "Okay, you have mastered the basics, all that remains is to practice more, go back and work hard yourself, no problem you don't have to come here every day." ”

The days of cultivation passed in the blink of an eye. Da Xi Ganluan made rapid progress under the guidance of penance and the old man.

Occasionally, when she is idle, she can't help but complain to herself: Why did she agree to it in the first place? Look at your poor days, it's all two lines of tears, except for eating and sleeping, there is only cultivation left. At first, I still thought that Lu Yi was good, what was it, staring at his own cultivation every day, he couldn't be lazy, he was just a capital "hate"!

On this day, after showing the old man Yi Bingdang, who had been proficient, she was about to mention the matter of resting, but the old man suddenly said: "You go back, go to the Chang Pavilion to choose a book of advanced exercises to have a good understanding, and where you can't understand it, you can come to ask the old man on the first day of every month." ”

"Yes." Da Xi Ganluan was happy. Enlightenment, the advanced exercises are so difficult, who knows how long it will take, and it's not up to you to decide.

Yan Pavilion, the library of Yancheng Daxi Mansion, located in the depths of Daxi Mansion, is a five-storey pentagonal attic, the whole building is made of black solid stone, black and moist in the sun, the lintel is engraved with the word "Chang Pavilion". The top of the roof and the five cornices formed a formation, enveloping the entire pavilion in it, and only the disciples of Da Xi and those who held the token after reaching the Shenxiao realm could pass through.

When Da Xi Ganluan was accompanied by Lu Yi to the outside of the pavilion, the entire pavilion was surprisingly quiet.

Da Xi Ganluan stood outside the formation and looked around, and asked Lu Yi behind him strangely: "Can I go in now?" ”

Lu Yi replied respectfully: "Yes, Miss, go in quickly." ”

In fact, in order to ensure that Da Xi Ganluan's identity as an Ice Phantom would not be revealed, the sect leader had already ordered yesterday that no one should come to the Pavilion today. Now the area around the pavilion has been cleared.

"Then let's go inside." Da Xi Ganluan was convinced of his words.

The two walked one after the other to the door of the pavilion. The carved ancient door of one zhang high is thick and heavy, and the two gilded ancient leaf inscriptions of "Chang Pavilion" show its antiquity.

"Miss go in, my subordinates are waiting here." Da Xi Ganluan was looking up at the door plaque, when he suddenly heard Lu Yan's voice, took a deep breath, pushed open the door and walked in.

Standing in the pavilion, Da Xi Ganluan gasped coldly, looking at the rows of bookshelves in front of him in shock.