As the only cultivation sect in Shu Dao, there are more than 1,000 cultivators in the Qingya Blessed Land, and every year a large number of mortals with acceptable qualifications are recruited for training.

But not everyone is suitable for cultivation, and physical fitness is not the only determining factor.

Some of those who seem to have a good physique will expose other problems in their later practice, so there is a ten-year period of Taoist investigation.

Only when Dao Tong opens up the sea of bitterness within ten years can he be regarded as an official Qingya blessed land cultivator.

Of course, the Qingya Blessed Land is still benevolent and righteous, and every white-robed Taoist child, within ten years of entering the Qingya Blessed Land as a Taoist child, can exchange the white robe on his body for three bottles of Baicao liquid at any time.

The Hundred Herbs Liquid is flexible for the alchemists of the Qingya Blessed Land, melting hundreds of herbs into one furnace and extracting the essence of life from them.

Cultivators can use these life essences to enrich the essence in the wheel of life, so as to make breakthroughs.

Especially for Dao Tong, these essences have a miraculous effect on opening up the sea of suffering.

The three bottles of Baicao Liquid are the last ray of hope for those Dao children who have acceptable qualifications but are unable to practice.

If even after taking three bottles of Baicao Night, they still fail to open up the sea of suffering, then these people will either be sent back to their hometowns or stay here to work as gray-robed medicine farmers.

After nine years of cultivating qi, Nan Xiao, who has reached a bottleneck, will not wait until the last moment to break through.

At the peak where the Bitter Sea Cliff is located, at the beginning of each month, there are cultivators on duty that day, distributing the herb liquid for cultivation to some Bitter Sea cultivators and some Taoist children.

Full of vitality and full of energy, the position of the wheel sea has long been anchored.

Just today, Nan Xiao decided to take off her white robe and fight against the water.

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The twilight drum is far away, and a pool of spring water is swinging.

Under the slanting sunset, the sunset is warm, like a fire.

At this time, the bitter sea cliff is located under the strange peak, and the people who are waiting for anxiety are all calm down because of the arrival of a person.

The person who came was a young girl.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, she was tall and slim.

Dressed in white like snow, plain and elegant.

Cloud satin is entangled, outlining a slender and thin waist.

The scales of the fish are lightly gauged with snow, leaving only the cold collarbone and the smooth jade neck.

The green silk is pulled into a twist and hangs down on the chest, and two clear hair bands flutter in the wind.

The girl's pigeon face has a supple line, slightly thick lips, and a pleasing shape.

The nose is straight, slightly humped, and the tip of the nose is small.

Danfeng's eyes are raised, her beautiful eyes are black, and there is a touch of reddish cinnabar at the end of her eyes.

The wild straight eyebrows are vigorous and clean, not like peach willow leaves.

The forehead is full and smooth, and the sideburns are light.

The front looks delicate and cute, and the side face is beautiful and vulgar.

The beauty of the point to the end, the beauty of the incomprehensible!

The people under the peaks, both men and women, all forgot to breathe.

The cultivators who came to the elixir one after another also slowed down their pace after seeing the girl's face, for fear of disturbing the fairy.

The girl is none other than Nan Xiao.

In the amazed eyes of everyone, Nan Xiao was calm, neither timid nor public.

Some people took the initiative to come to talk, wanting to invite Nan Xiao to a better position to listen to the wonderful method, and a few even made a request for double cultivation, but they were also politely rejected by Nan Xiao.

Not long after, an old man came riding a crane to explain the mystical scriptures to everyone and deduce the wonderful law.

After initially marveling at Nan Xiao's peerless countenance, most people reverted to their former indifference and concentrated on cultivating below.

More and more people came to listen to the lecture, and Bao Fei also brought her group of servants, which was belated.

I haven't seen her for a long time, Bao Fei has a charming face, she actually recognized Nan Xiao at a glance, and when she saw Nan Xiao's beautiful and vulgar face, she was a little ashamed of herself.

Memories of the past came to mind, but she was no longer the little girl who only knew how angry she used to be.

Looking down at his chest, Bao Fei found confidence and looked proud.

Bao Fei did not change his viciousness, and joked: "Roar - isn't this a little waste? I heard that he was abandoned again? Where have you been hiding in the past five years? Where did you get involved with the bad old man? You lack a man to tell me, Lin Feng and Zhang Qiongke are all obsessed with you! And Yu Qin......"

When Bao Fei talked about Yu Qin, he immediately stopped his mouth and looked playful, like an angler who had put bait and waited for the fish to take the bait.

Nan Xiao ignored it, closed her eyes, and let her bark in her ear.

Bao Fei's face was pale, but considering that it was not suitable to be mad at this time, he held back his anger and sat on the other side with Lin Feng, Qi Meng, Zhang Qiong, and Zhu Xi.

Regarding Bao Fei's provocation, Nan Xiao was not reassured.

Nanxiao, who has not been here in the past five years, listened to the slightly rough lecture of the old man above, and remembered Zhutai and Liangbo.

I don't know how they're doing now.

Have they returned to their hometown?

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An hour later, the old man began to distribute herb liquid to the crowd.

After all those bitter sea cultivators had received the herb liquid, Nan Xiao stepped forward and returned all the white robes that symbolized the Taoist child.

"Good luck, young man."

The old man's eyelids were raised, and three small jade bottles slowly descended from the twenty-meter-high peak and stopped in Nan Xiao's hands.

The thumb-sized jade bottles were all crystal clear, and you could clearly see the turquoise liquid inside.

Nan Xiao thanked softly and put the three jade bottles into her arms.

The people around him had different expressions on their faces.

Most of the gray-robed medicine farmers were envious, some of them had one after another, but they failed to succeed in the counterattack.

And there are some bitter sea cultivators with undisguised contempt and vague jealousy on their faces.

Seeing that Nan Xiao had replaced the Baicao liquid with Daotong's white robe before, Bao Fei's eyes flashed, and the lotus step moved lightly, and said coquettishly: "Senior, all seven of me have stepped into the sea of suffering. Because the schoolwork has not been completed at the beginning, he has not taken off his identity as a Taoist boy for a long time. Today, in addition to receiving the three bottles of spiritual liquid from the cultivators of the Bitter Sea, I came to return the robes. Please give all the medicine to the seniors. ”

The old man's face was flat, and he silently put away the seven white robes that Bao Fei was holding in his hand, and put down forty-two bottles of Baicao liquid.

Then, the old man rode the crane north and left the Bitter Sea Cliff.

"I'll keep it for you, come and get a bottle from me in the evening." Bao Fei grinned lightly, and in just one sentence, he decided the future ownership of these herbs.

Lin Feng, Qi Meng, Zhang Qiong, Zhu Ci and others did not refuse, and it seemed that they had already accepted their fate.

After the figure of the old man riding the crane disappeared, most of the surrounding crowd dispersed.

But there are still some who stay where they are because they are waiting to see the excitement.

Whenever there is a day when the herb liquid is distributed, there will be people fighting for it.

Qingya blessed land turns a blind eye to these things, as long as it doesn't cause death.

Nan Xiao in the past also stayed to watch other people's fighting.

Five years have passed, and at this time, I am afraid that she will also become one of the victims under the cliff of the bitter sea.

But Nan Xiao will not give up the opportunity she has been waiting for nine years.

Nan Xiao was not afraid, and even faintly looked forward to it.

Growth, always have to see blood.