Liuyun Sect, noon.

When the sound came again.

The morning class of the disciples of the sect has ended.

All of this seems to have nothing to do with Xie An.

He was in the Scripture Pavilion and heard the sound of the thread.

He knew that he had been copying the scriptures for half a day.

However, in the light and shadow of this small half day, Xie An is already far ahead.

He copied the scriptures at an astonishing speed, more than twice as fast as the other senior brothers.

When the other senior brothers had not finished copying the first book, Xie An had already begun to copy the third book.

"Senior brother, junior brother, you can't ask for fast copying."

"Yes, junior brother, if there is a mistake in copying, or if you mistake the practice of the same sect. That's a big deal! ”

Xie An turned his head, he looked at the senior brothers with some gratitude, and even more obediently promised not to be greedy.

He knew that these senior brothers were thinking about themselves, and when he was burying his head, Xie An's pen speed deliberately slowed down.

If you look closely, you can still see the difference between them.

In order to minimize the possibility of copying errors, the other brothers would repeatedly jump their gaze from one book to the other.

As a result, they waste a lot of time.

Xie An was different, he only needed to read it once, and then he began to write hard without raising his head.

Without him, he is familiar!

At this time, Xie An had already opened up nine meridians, and there were still three more to complete, thus entering the Eight Rank Qi Cultivation Realm.

The eight-grade refining qi of physical cultivation can sympathize with heaven and earth, and thus give birth to qi.

If the qi machine is present, it can be practiced to develop a sense of qi, which is equivalent to the nine-grade qi realm of the Daomen.

Although it is said that the body cultivates eight products, it can be released from the air, which is similar to building a foundation realm.

Therefore, the physical cultivation of the Eight Grades Qi Realm is much more domineering than that of the Daomen Qi Realm.

The advantages of physical cultivation are extremely obvious in the early stage.

For example, Xie An completely crushed his fellow senior brothers in terms of transcription speed.

The more Xie An copied, the more he invested, the faster he invested.

He regarded copying books as cultivation, and faintly moistened his arms with the water of the Spirit River.

Gradually, Xie An entered a realm of selflessness.

The time of a stick of incense.

Elder Mo's figure appeared in the transcription area several times, and he was still a little worried, wanting to see if Xie An could adapt.

When he found that Xie An was unusually engaged, he left with peace of mind and did not bother in any way.

Elder Mo walked out of the Scripture Pavilion with a relieved face, at this time, he had other affairs to do.

In two days, the three princes of the Xiaoyao Dynasty will come to the sect.

In order to provide absolute security, the Liuyun Sect was ready to discuss the details and start the mountain patrol as soon as possible.

Elder Mo pondered many details, and just as he was about to step out of the threshold with his feet, he was bumped into his arms by a figure.

"Who, so...... Clear rain? ”

Elder Mo was very angry, how could a cultivator be in such a state of mind!

When he looked at the panicked disciple, Mo Qingyu's figure appeared in front of him.

Mo Qingyu originally wanted to apologize, but found out that the person he hit was his father.

She was surprised, then relieved, and finally acted as if nothing had happened.

Mo Qingyu raised his foot and wanted to enter the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, but was grabbed by Elder Mo's hand.

"What is a daughter's house doing in a panic and in a hurry?"

As soon as Elder Mo asked, Xie An's figure appeared in front of him.

Today is the first time Xie An walked out of the back mountain and came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Mo Qingyu was so flustered, what else could he be for?

"Of course, I went to see Xie An."

Mo Qingyu said indifferently, who knew that he was stopped by Elder Mo as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Don't go, that kid is copying books on the first day today, if you go in now, it will only disturb his Dao heart."

Elder Mo didn't dare to let her in, he still clearly remembered how Mo Qingyu came back from the back mountain two days ago.

That day, he smelled the liquor from Mo Qingyu for the first time.

"I don't care, he's my savior. If you don't let me see it, then I'll live in Xuankong Peak, so you can't see it if you want to. ”

Mo Qingyu had sharp teeth, and the corners of Elder Mo's mouth twitched, and he sighed in his heart: It's really a woman who doesn't stay.

"Now that you just got out of the morning class, you don't go to Xuankong Peak to practice, what are you doing here?"

Elder Mo was extremely angry, but he was not angry.

"I can't borrow scriptures?"

"If you want to read it, I'll bring it back to you."

Elder Mo stretched out his arms and was about to coax people, so angry that Mo Qingyu stomped his feet.

In the air, a figure streaked by.

Elder Mo looked up and saw Elder Han and Han Lingfei again.

"Elder Mo, come to my meritorious pavilion to discuss matters."

Elder Han's face was gloomy, and he only paused slightly.

"The matter of patrolling the mountains cannot be delayed."

After speaking, he looked at Elder Mo with his peripheral vision, his gaze was complicated.

Behind Elder Han, Han Lingfei stared at Mo Qingyu with greedy eyes.

His restless little hand was excited and had nowhere to put it, so he waved his hand at Mo Qingyu, who thought he was very handsome.

Neither of them stayed, and soon turned into a streamer and flew in the direction of Gongshan Pavilion.

Elder Mo looked at the backs of the two of them in the distance, and when he came back to his senses, where could he still see Mo Qingyu's figure.

He could only sigh and walk away.

In the Pavilion of the Scriptures.

Mo Qingyu found the transcription area with a familiar car.

Her arrival quickly attracted the attention of a large number of disciples, including those in the copying area.

"Ink ......"

They just wanted to give a salute, but they saw Mo Qingyu make a silent gesture and signaled everyone to keep quiet.

She just wanted to come here to see Xie An, take a look and leave.

I didn't think about it, but now the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is full of people, and there are many eyes and mouths.

Mo Qingyu once again regained his cold expression, causing the temperature of the entire Scripture Pavilion to plummet.

She stood far away, casually pulling out an ancient scripture, and the afterglow had already flown to Xie An.

At this time, Xie An had entered the realm of selflessness.

Even though there were people around him, the young man's eyes never left the scriptures.

Mo Qingyu looked at it like this, and suddenly wanted to laugh, because she found that Xie An's appearance was very different.

He had a long stick standing beside him, a sword on his back, and a wine bottle hanging from his waist.

Where is this to copy books, it is more accurate to say that it is a cloud tour.

Xie An finally finished transcribing a volume, he raised his head, and his gaze met Mo Qingyu from afar.

Mo Qingyu turned his body suddenly, and his face instantly turned red.

The boy doesn't understand the wind and snow, but the girl seems to have just entered the young and ignorant flower season.

At this glance, the boy smiled, but the girl did not dare to turn around again.

She fled quickly, and a moment later returned as if no one was there to lay down the scroll.

Subsequently, Mo Qingyu, who was dejected, fled to Xuankong Peak without possessing his soul.

……

In the side hall of the Gongshan Pavilion, Elder Han threw several porcelain bottles to Han Lingfei, and said coldly: "Within two days, the sect will inspect the back mountain, don't lose the old man's face." ”

With that, Elder Han walked out of the side hall quickly, leaving Han Lingfei with an embarrassed face.

Not long after Elder Han left, Zhao Tang's figure appeared in the side hall at the right time.

At this time, he recovered from his serious injuries and recovered as before.

When Han Lingfei saw Zhao Tang, he was overjoyed, and he hurriedly came to Zhao Tang.

"Senior Brother Zhao, the opportunity has come......"