Huo Rongdong had a nightmare, in the dream, there was first darkness and chaos, and then Qi Ci rushed out with a sword, and her hands were full of blood, killing all directions, so frightened that she kept running; Later, I dreamed that I was climbing a mountain, and my body never stopped.

However, even in her dreams, there is always a familiar smell on the tip of her nose, which smells as good as grass and trees, making people feel calm and very stable.

Huo Rendong moved her hands and feet, feeling that her body was warm hidden in the quilt, she slowly opened her eyes and saw a familiar figure sitting at the head of the bed.

Huo Rongdong quietly glanced at him and called, "Childe......"

Qi Ci turned his head: "Awake?" ”

She lifted the bed tent and got up, only to see that the interior of the house was delicately and elegantly furnished, not quite like an ordinary town guest house.

"Where are we?"

Qi Ci thought about it thoughtfully: "It seems to be called Jackdaw Gate." ”

Huo Rendong was stunned: "Is it the small sect near the Qionghai Secret Realm?" ”

"Exactly."

“…… Childe, how did I get here? ”

"Of course I brought you in, how can you be in a coma, is it possible that you still want to walk up the mountain by yourself."

Huo Rongdong's lips moved, she couldn't speak for a long time, she looked at Qi Ci like an accusatory, and then realized that the smell in the dream was the smell of this man's body.

He was frank and unguarded. The woman blushed, and her fair cheeks were like clouds.

Qi Ci quite likes to see Huo Rendong show such an expression, which is much more agile than her usual serious appearance.

He looked at her amusedly: "This murderous scene is terrifying, I really didn't expect it." These wicked people, their dead souls may be able to scare you out of the blue. ”

"I'm not that weak, I just didn't react for a while."

"I know, after all, you are a heroine who personally stabbed her ex-husband and killed her husband." Qi Ci teased her.

Huo Nurish: ......

Qi Ci took her up the mountain to borrow the treasures of the small sect to measure the spiritual root, and the magic weapons with this effect are generally very huge, and non-sects and families will not store them.

The Jackdaw Gate also cultivates the method of entering the Tao with a sword, but because of the remote terrain, it only occupies a very thin and extremely thin spiritual vein in the mainland, and there are only a few dozen people from top to bottom, and there are very few people who cultivate high, and they are like grains of sand in the cultivation realm.

Huo Rongdong came to the serious Immortal Cultivation Sect for the first time and found that this place was very different from Qiushui Town.

A huge lonely peak, the Jackdaw Gate occupies the best part of the mountaintop, different styles of large and small caves are built on the mountain, and occasionally a few slightly larger wooden buildings, surrounded by birds and birds, should be their school, hall and other places.

At this moment, everyone in the gate did not cultivate, and all of them, young and old, stood by the stone steps up the mountain, looking at them quietly, with strange eyes.

Huo Rongdong followed behind Qi Ci and took a few steps and found that something was wrong.

The older monks lowered their eyebrows, and some did not even dare to raise their heads; And the young disciples all looked gloomy, looking like they dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, and their faces were purple.

Being stared at by these eyes, Huo Rongdong only felt like a man's back, she beat a drum in her heart, and secretly guessed that Qi Ci was afraid that the way to go up the mountain was not very friendly.

She walked through the people of the Jackdaw Gate sect without squinting all the way.

In the people, if a stranger breaks into her home without saying a word, she will sleep in the bed and take away her farm tools. Huo Rongdong is afraid that he will pick up the burning stick and beat people out directly.

Qi Ci's cultivation is profound, and the people of Jackdaw Gate naturally dare not beat him.

Perhaps those angry eyes were too staring, he paused, his cold gaze swept around, and the little disciples who had been angry all turned pale, and hurriedly lowered their heads and did not dare to look again.

Qi Ci went straight to the entrance of a water curtain cave on the top of the mountain and beckoned to her: "Come." ”

Behind the Water Curtain should be the sect of Jackdaw's Gate, and outsiders are not allowed to break in. Although Huo Rendong felt that Yu Li was incompatible, he wanted to figure out his spiritual root in his heart, so he could only raise his hand and salute respectfully to the people in the Jackdaw Gate, and said "forgiveness" in his mouth, and also bent down into the water curtain hole.

When the figures of the two disappeared completely, a young disciple was angry: "Master, who is this person?" Why are you so arrogant and don't take the teacher in your eyes at all! ”

The white-bearded old man beside the disciple sighed slowly: "Is there a place in the world where he can't break in." is young but extremely senior, it stands to reason that I should call him an uncle. ”

……

The droplets are cold, like curtain pearls.

Huo Rongdong stepped through the water curtain with his hands covered his brows, and when he looked up, he saw the cave.

There is a majestic boulder on the top of the mountain, the green pine next to it is beautiful, the flowers are fragrant and fruity, and there is a huge waterfall rushing down from the top of the mountain, the momentum is grand, it is suspected that the heavenly river pours into the world.

In such a beautiful and peaceful scenery, even the man holding the sword standing on the top of the mountain seemed to have softened his eyebrows and eyes.

Huo Rendong took a deep breath and walked towards Qi Ci.

He didn't look over his head to look at her, the clothes and hair tips on his shoulders were slightly wet, but Qi Ci didn't care at all. Seeing her approaching, he pointed to a glimpse of the clear spring next to the boulder.

"This is the spiritual treasure of the Jackdaw Gate's spiritual root, called Dusty Spring. This place is remote and narrow, and it is good to be able to find this, and the spring water can measure the type and strength of the spiritual root. If you use the Five Elements Magic Weapon they refine in the Tianyan Sect, you can still measure a more accurate grade. ”

Huo Rendong said again that he had tested the spirit root once in the Han family, using a spirit stone grinding plate. Han Lu obviously didn't understand much at that time, and said that she was a Five Elements Waste Spirit Root.

Qi Ci was very disdainful: "That kind of thing, it's just a children's toy, don't listen to a word of he says." ”

As he spoke, he jumped directly onto the big rock next to him and squatted.

He gestured: "Soak your hand in the spring water, the larger the skin range, the more accurate the measurement." It's best to be able to soak the whole person in. ”

Huo Rongdong consciously ignored his last sentence, Lisuo rolled up his cuffs, and dipped his hands into the spring water.

The Dusty Fountain was surrounded by smoothed pebbles, and the bottom was also covered with various colored gems, faintly flowing runes and formations. She put her hands inside, and the water was so clear that she could see the white wrist bones.

But after two or three breaths, those lines lit up, red, green, blue, brown and yellow, and they were colorful, but none of them were particularly bright, and the halo was almost the same.

Qi Ciyou was also a little surprised: "It turned out to be the Five Elements Spirit Root, and its strength is unknown." ”

Huo Rongdong raised his head: "Is it a waste spirit root?" ”

"If it is a low-grade and lower-level five-spirit root, it is a waste spirit root. The five elements are mutually reinforcing and self-contained, but if the affinity for the five-star spiritual power is low, the absorption is not enough to maintain the circulation, and the wood will be extinguished before it is burned into the soil, not to mention that the soil behind it is infiltrated with raw gold, and the gold is forged into water. The five spiritual roots often do not travel long on the path, which is also the reason why they are called 'waste spiritual roots'. ”

Hearing him say this, Huo Rongdong stood up and shook the water in his hand casually, not afraid at all: "In this case, treat me as a waste spirit root to cultivate, and save yourself from having extra expectations." ”

Qi Ci laughed: "Normal people should be sad to death, but you are calm." ”

He thought that Huo Rendong on the Dengxian Gate borrowed Qingxiao Jade to attract the spiritual power of the ancient wood, and she could pick high-quality elixirs everywhere in the forest, and it was suspected that the affinity of the wood system was at the full level, and he had some guesses in his heart.

"You have all five elements, but you are by no means a waste spiritual root. If you practice properly, you are a good seedling of the Great Dao, and it is a better choice to find a teacher to learn the arts. The daily offerings are sufficient, the life is comfortable and calm, and there are senior brothers to learn from, and the master to guide ......"

In the end, the expression on Qi Ci's face was already very ugly, and he turned his head stiffly, quietly waiting for the woman in front of him to make the final judgment.

"Are you going to stay here, or come with me?"

Huo Rongdong looked at him in surprise: "Childe wants to drive me away?" ”

"Nonsense, I just don't want to mislead people! I can only learn swords, but there are also Fa Xiu, Dan Xiu, Fu Xiu, and Painting Cultivation in the cultivation realm......"

"Then learn the sword." Huo Rendong interrupted him, his tone was firm, "There is nothing wrong with the sword, I also want to learn from my son's 'one body to fight three thousand miles, one sword once served as a million teachers', with the sword in my hand, to kill all the treacherous people." ”

Qi Ci looked at the weak beauty in front of him in a daze, and suddenly laughed.

At that moment, his hesitation also fell with the rushing waterfall, and he was in a very happy mood.

"Okay, then learn the sword."

*

Although the two of them went to test the spiritual root that morning, Qi Ci was nowhere to be seen for most of the day. Huo Rongdong stayed alone in the guest house arranged for them by the Jackdaw Gate, and read hard in front of a copy of "Introductory Mental Method" that he threw over.

- The words on it are the same as the heavenly book, and they are completely incomprehensible.

She could already foresee how Qi Ci would become a teacher in the future.

There was a knock on the door. Two children with hairstyles came in and laid food and water for her, they trembled, and they were obviously relieved to see that Qi Ci was not there.

"Slow for guests." The children saluted and left, Huo Rendong sent them out, and just wanted to close the door, when he suddenly heard one of the children speak.

"I was still looking forward to what the pride of the Heaven of the Great Gate Sect would be like, but I didn't expect it to be such an arrogant and rude person."

"Master said that he has the capital of arrogance." Seeing that there was no one around, the other little boy lowered his voice, "This person is a closed disciple of Venerable Chong Heng, the ancestor of the Tianyan Sect in the Dao Period, and his seniority is extremely high, and the current head of the sect is more than a thousand years old, so he has to call him a junior brother." ”

"And the mutated Lei Linggen is a natural sword cultivator, he is only a hundred years old and has already cultivated the Jindan Great Perfection, a half-step Yuan Baby."

"That really deserves the title of the first person in the Tianyan Sect."

Huo Rendong listened to the two little boys chewing their tongues in the room, and then he knew what kind of talent Qi Ci was in such a realm at the age of 100, and he also knew what kind of expectations he had carried from everyone.

The little fairy tale wind turned: "You don't know. ”

"He obviously entered the Tao by killing, but his name is Ci. Not to mention the death of his parents and relatives, it is still a great catastrophe of walking, and the master said that he is suffering from disasters and must not be cultivated to the Yuan Infant ......"

Before the words could be spoken, they suddenly bumped into a person walking outside the courtyard gate.

The man's white hair was scattered on his shoulders, with a lonely and cold arrogance, and his handsome face was expressionless.