"Good! Thank you, brothers and sisters, Ping An will not cause you trouble, Ping An will follow his uncle to the Immortal Society, and when he grows up, Ping An will come back to repay you, and Ping An will have to rely on himself in the future. "Ping An is strong and brave.

"Ping, you call Ping'an, aren't you? What a good name, come to my uncle. The man in purple smiled.

Ping'an was a little scared, and her feet moved towards the direction of the purple-clothed man little by little, and everyone encouraged her with their eyes.

"Everyone, I will leave with peace, and you should leave quickly." The man in purple took Ping'an's hand, raised his hand and threw out a flying magic weapon, and then left here.

It was already evening, and the weather was getting cooler, so everyone planned to rest here for one night and then set off back to the sect the next day.

Night falls.

After a tiring day, everyone went to bed early.

Song Shiyin stood under the thatched hut in the dark, the moon was sparse, and she looked up at the moon in the distance.

The demonization of the old man reminded her of some of the past, of some old people.

"Shi Yin, I killed the eight-headed sea snake, and when I go back, I will exchange its fangs for your blue sea bracelet." A bright girl, her smiling eyes crooked.

"A pair of fangs want to change my blue sea bracelet, you want to be beautiful." Shi Yin gently brushed the hand that was open on her shoulder.

"How can an eight-headed sea serpent be a pair of fangs? The eight-headed sea snake is naturally eight pairs of fangs! The girl said proudly.

Shi Yin realized that she was being teased, she raised her eyebrows and said, "If you laugh again, I will throw you into the sea to feed Eight!" Head! Sea! Snake! ”

The girl snorted lightly and beckoned her companion to come over, she said coquettishly: "Shi Yin is annoyed and ashamed! Shi Yin not only thought that we were hunting a sea snake with eight heads, but also threatened me, come and help me! ”

The voice is still there, and the smile is still there.

The girl finally fell into the devil and died in the sea of Qianhong.

Retracting her thoughts, Song Shiyin sighed, those old people are long gone, and she herself is not what she was then.

She picked up the fragments of the old man's clothes scattered everywhere one by one.

She found a stone with the word "peace" engraved on it, and the handwriting was somewhat worn, apparently caused by years of caressing.

Song Shiyin dug a pit not far from the thatched house, put the debris and stones in it, buried the soil, and piled up a small mound.

Song Shiyin stood quietly and recited the Sutra of the Past Three Times for Li Fu in the moonlight.

"May you have no more afflictions in the next life." Song Shiyin wished.

Li Fu's life is unfortunate, perhaps the hemp rope is broken in detail, as a living person, the only thing she can do is to wish him peace and happiness in his next life.

After doing all this, Song Shiyin turned around, but saw Zhuo Guang standing not far away and watching her quietly.

Song Shiyin's pupils were earthquake, like facing a great enemy.

"Zhuo Daoyou, why haven't you slept yet?" Song Shiyin asked in a low voice.

"Song Daoyou didn't sleep either, what are you doing?" Zhuoguang asked.

Zhuo Guang's figure seems to be integrated with the night, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"I ......," Song Shiyin sighed, "I want the old man to be buried in the earth, I am afraid that the residual demonic qi will affect them, so I secretly came out in the middle of the night to do this." Song Shiyin said a little nervously.

"That's what I think too, don't be nervous." Zhuo Guang pulled out a smile.

Song Shiyin's eyes flickered and he lowered his head.

Zhuo Guang stepped closer to Song Shiyin, and he lowered his head to look at Li Fu's grave.

"Why isn't there a monument?" Zhuoguang asked.

"I'm not going to do this." Song Shiyin smiled awkwardly.

She did not erect a monument to the deceased, but directly recited the scriptures to introduce him to the Yellow Spring.

"Erect a monument to him in the name of peace." Zhuo Guang said, his voice was soft, not like usual.

Song Shiyin nodded.

Zhuo Guang took Song Shiyin to the bamboo forest not far away to cut a section of bamboo, in order not to disturb everyone's rest, they cut the bamboo into a narrow piece of bamboo in the bamboo forest.

Zhuo Guang took out a knife and carved four words "Li Fuzhi's Tomb" on the bamboo piece, and wrote the name of Ping An at the person who erected the monument.

In the faint moonlight, Zhuo Guang looked serious.

Zhuo Guang's words are vigorous and powerful, and Song Shiyin praised: "Zhuo Daoyou, your words are very good."

"Thank you."

Zhuo Guang inserted the bamboo plaque into the mound, bowed to the grave three times, and said, "May you have no more suffering in the next life."

Song Shiyin also worshiped with him.

"It's cool at night, so let's get some rest early." Zhuo Guang said in a low voice.

Song Shiyin nodded, turned around and left.

After staying away from Zhuo Guang, Song Shiyin breathed a long sigh of relief, she didn't know when Zhuo Guang came, she just hoped that he hadn't heard the Sutra of the Past Life that she recited.

After all, the Sutra of the Past Life she recited opened the "reincarnation" at that moment.

Early in the morning of the second day, everyone set off to return to the Lingyun Immortal Sect.

Twenty days later, they finally saw the familiar Nanpo Mountain again.

This time, the sect's mission was not completed, and Du Yunxi went to the Zhengxin Institute to find the elders to withdraw the task.

At the beginning of next month, the sect will organize all the new disciples to go to the Eternal Wasteland, and Wen Yu proposes that during this period, they can first go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to learn the exercises, refine their cultivation, and at the same time take on some tasks from neighboring sects to earn magnet jade.

Song Shiyin and Bian Tingyu returned to their residence to rest, and they didn't get nothing in this trip.

On the way, they hunted a lot of fierce beasts, and also picked some spiritual plants, and even got the exercise "Seven Stars Cutting the Moon Formula", which can be used to exchange for magnetic jade in the "Bojian Building" and "Flower Moon Market".

Bojian Building is a place to exchange immortal cultivation resources in the sect, and the materials needed will be hung at the door every month, and items that can be exchanged for magnet jade will also be released for disciples to exchange.

Because the things exchanged for Bo Jianlou came out once a month, and they were relatively simple, some disciples who were more anxious to use magnetic jade and resources joined forces to open the Flower Moon Market.

There are two ways to "barter" and "magnetic jade purchase" in the Flower Moon Market, and the disciples in the sect can go to set up stalls or buy what they need.

The harvest of the group was taken by Wen Xuan, Sun Yao, and Sun Xiao to deal with it together, and after the transaction was completed, the magnetic jade was distributed.

Song Shiyin rested in the sect for a few days, and during this time, he also went to the Huayue Market with Bian Tingyu.

"Ten tones." There was a knock on the door, it was Bian Tingyu's voice.

As soon as the door opened, there were three people standing outside, Du Yunxi and Bian Tingyu were standing at the door, and Xue Huanhuan was standing under the tree not far away.

Xue Huanhuan looked like her body had healed, she was leaning against the tree with her back and her hands around her chest.

"Shiyin, Du Daoyou asked us to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to choose the exercises, how about it? Going? Bian Tingyu is looking forward to it.

They really need to learn something new.

Song Shiyin nodded, and the group set off for the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

There are three layers in the Golden Pavilion, there are many exercises in it, everything is available, and there is only a difference between the spiritual root and the five elements between each other, and there is no difference between high and low.

It's just that when a monk chooses an exercise, in addition to considering whether it is suitable for himself, he will also consider one factor, that is, the cultivation of the person's own realm.

The higher the level of cultivation, the more popular the compilation.

However, it is risky to learn the exercises compiled by high-level monks, and monks who are just getting started in the Qi refining period and foundation building stage are themselves scarce in spiritual power, and they are unable to perform all the moves in the exercises, and they are likely to be counterattacked.

In order to avoid such a risk, the Lingyun Immortal Sect simply only opened the first floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to monks below the Jindan stage, and the second layer could be gone to the Jindan stage and the Yuan Infant stage, and the third layer could only be gone up to the Yuan Infant stage.

Song Shiyin handed over the disciple order on his body to the elder at the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The elder glanced at them only slightly, then waved his hand to let them in.

Although I only saw one floor, the exercises inside were as vast as a sea of smoke, and all kinds of exercises were dizzying.

"It's huge!" Bian Tingyu sighed.

Du Yunxi nodded, "There are so many exercises, we have to pick and choose." She said.

The four of them walked together, and each took a book of exercises from the shelf and looked at it.

Song Shiyin looked down at this exercise, which is applicable to Lei Linggen, called "Heavenly Mandate Five Thunder Scrolls", the name sounds very bluffing, but it is actually a thin layer of thunder spiritual power attached to his hand, fighting with people in close combat.

Song Shiyin shook his head and put the exercise back.

"Song Daoyou, you see that this book of Mu Linggen is very suitable for you." Du Yunxi took a book of exercises and handed it to Song Shiyin.

This exercise is called "Turning Vines", and the monk can choose a spiritual plant, use his own wood spiritual root to nurture the seeds of the spiritual plant, and take care of it until the spiritual plant grows up.

When the connection between the wood-based spiritual power in his body and the spirit plant was established, the monk was able to use his wood-based spiritual power to imitate the form and performance of the spirit plant as his own means of attack.

This exercise has some meaning, Song Shiyin thanked Du Yunxi, and she was going to learn this book.

Du Yunxi flipped through a few books that didn't suit her, so she walked a little farther and went to the opposite bookshelf to find them.

Just as she was about to take the book, someone reached out and walked over her and snatched the exercise book away.

Du Yunxi turned around and looked, and the person who came was a little familiar.

Du Yunxi ignored it, she reached out to take the exercises next to her.

This man continued to snatch the exercises away three times.

"What kind of exercises did you learn during the Qi refining period? It's also a tyrannical thing to learn! The tone of the person who came was disdainful.

Song Shiyin recognized him, the male cultivator who confronted Du Yunxi on the ladder on the day of the entrance trial.

Bian Tingyu also recognized him, she rolled her eyes and scolded in a low voice: "It's him again, it's so annoying!"

"The Qi refining period is the new disciple of the sect this year, isn't it also the foundation building period?" Du Yunxi replied.

"A young monk who has just started, but his tone is very arrogant."

"I'm a beginner monk, and you're a genius of the Three Spirit Roots!" Du Yunxi bit the word "genius" very hard, and she looked at the three exercises of gold, water, and earth that the male cultivator snatched from her.

"Naturally, I will bring the exercises back to my brother!" The male cultivator quibbled.

"Some people didn't talk about me that day, and they can't say anything about me today."

The male cultivator was anxious and wanted to make a move.

Xue Huanhuan stepped forward and stopped him, "What are you doing?" Do you want to get your hands dirty? ”

The male cultivator stared at his eyes, not knowing what he thought, he suddenly smiled and said to Du Yunxi: "You choose slowly, I won't accompany you."

"Du Daoyou, I'm afraid this man has some crooked thoughts, you have to be careful." Bian Tingyu looked at the man's malicious smile when he left, and was a little worried about Du Yunxi.

"I'm not afraid of him."

After the episode, the three of them continued to select the exercises, and this time no one bothered them.

Song Shiyin noticed that Du Yunxi finally chose a book of exercises suitable for the cultivation of the Ice Spirit Root, called "Bingyuan Tianji Treasure Urn".

This time is different after all.