Jingquan is located behind Ling Wu Peak, and ordinary disciples cannot come without the permission of the master.

When Hua Ci was cultivating, he heard footsteps not far away.

At a glance, it was the three elders, with white hair and a white robe.

If you hadn't seen him flattering the other two elders, I'm afraid you would really think that he was an immortal cultivator.

"Master."

Although this master has not helped Hua Ci, Hua Ci has always respected this master.

"How are you?"

The three elders glanced at the rhetoric.

"Much better."

"That's good, I'm afraid that if you have another problem, the Li family sent someone."

Hua Ci followed the eyes of the three elders and saw that not far from the Jingquan, there were more than a dozen monks standing on the side, all wearing the same clothes.

Hua Ci thought back to the memory of the original owner, the original owner was very good to the three elders, and he usually asked for peace and sent fairy grass.

The original owner had paid so much for the three elders, and Hua Ci felt the need to ask for the original owner.

"Master, do I have to be preached?"

Hearing Hua Ci's words, the three elders seemed to be very surprised, and their eyes that had been fascinated also opened and stared at Hua Ci.

"What do you want to do?"

"You've already caused me trouble, don't try to trouble me anymore."

The three elders spoke confidently without a trace of hesitation.

"But Hua Ci is your apprentice, have you given any shelter over the years?"

Rao is Huaci has seen a lot of wicked people, but when he thinks of what happened to the original owner, he still can't help but ask.

"Then have you given me any resources over the years? Like Li Zhao and Su Nguyen Nguyen. ”

"Don't trouble me again."

After speaking, the three elders added a prohibition in Jingquan, so that Hua Ci could not escape.

Seeing that the three elders said this, they didn't say anything more.

[You old XX!]

Hua Ci has been bullied on the mountain for many years, although it is not at the behest of the three elders, this master of the immortal cultivation realm has the obligation to protect his apprentices.

However, the number of blessings also depends on personal choice.

It's just a matter of a few words, the three elders know that Hua Ci will be bullied, but they let this kind of thing happen, which is actually an indirect intention.

On the list of enemies of Hua Ci, in addition to Li Zhao and Su Ruanruan, there is another three elders.

"Preach in three days, and then be honest."

After the three elders said this, they left.

Hua Yu was speechless, looked at the dozen or so monks not far away, raised his left arm, opened his palm, and at the same time put away the remaining four fingers except for the middle finger, and smiled.

After expressing his friendship, Hua Ci continued to sit down and breathe in the aura.

Now that the divine sense is familiar with the way to the spring, Hua Ci uses all his strength to absorb the spiritual power.

If you can see the ground, you will see that the green divine consciousness veins of Huaci are stretching down along the spring, and the spiritual power around the spring has merged into Huaci's divine consciousness.

The second corner of the rhetoric is about to be full, and the physical state is slowly recovering.

On the second day, Huaci's divine sense has been able to probe the bottom of the spiritual spring, and the previous experience of Huaci is that the lower you go, the more abundant and pure the spiritual power is.

But now Hua Ci finds it a little strange, the depth of the divine consciousness is indeed the further down the aura, the more aura, but once it crosses a certain place, the aura is scattered and ownerless, and the purity is even inferior to the flowing water on the ground.

Hua Ci used his divine sense to probe there for a long time, but he couldn't find out why.

Helplessly, Hua Ci could only continue to absorb the nearby aura, and set aside a small part of the divine sense to continue to explore the reason.

After a day and a night, Hua Ci had returned to the aura that should have been in the third layer of Qi training.

The divine consciousness in the body is also becoming more and more tenacious.

A dozen monks in the vicinity still did not leave.

On the new day, Hua Ci continued to greet them with a friendly gesture.

After saying hello, Hua Ci saw Su Ruan Ruan coming over in the distance.

This person came on time, and I am afraid that he will come again to extract the aura of flowers.

Hua Ci saw that the dozen or so monks were about to let Su Ruan Ruan in, and immediately ran in the direction of Su Ruan Ruan.

"Senior Sister Su! Save me! ”

"I knew you were coming to my rescue!"

"I don't want to preach!"

Su Ruan Ruan was very surprised when she heard this, what is this rhetoric shouting?

The Li family monk next to him was also surprised, but he quickly reacted and immediately stopped Su Ruanruan.

"Listen to me, I'm not trying to get her out, I'm just trying to say a few words to her."

Su Ruan Ruan wanted to explain, but the other party didn't listen at all.

The task of these dozen or so monks this time is to be optimistic about the rhetoric and ensure that Li Zhao preaches the Tao and that tomorrow is the day of the preaching, and there must be no mistakes.

"Senior Sister Su! Save me! ”

With the shouting of flowers, Su Ruan Ruan left a little unwillingly.

"Wicked girl! Even if I throw away or lose my aura, I won't leave it to you. ”

Hua Ci sat down cross-legged as he spoke, and continued to cultivate.

"Lost ......"

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Hua Ci's mind, so he hurriedly probed his divine sense into the spring.

According to his own conjecture, part of the aura was scattered in the strange place of the spring.

The bright white aura dispersed in the spring water along the green consciousness of the flowers, and the flowers tried to disperse the aura as deep as possible, and the aura in that place was very thin and turbid.

After a while, the aura surrounding the subtle consciousness slowly rose along the spring water, faster and faster, and finally exceeded the natural flow rate of the spring.

In addition to the spiritual power that Hua Ci himself emitted, there was a steady stream of spiritual energy coming from that place, and after crossing that place, the spiritual energy became very pure.

There seems to be something here that absorbs and filters the aura.

But the Divine Sense couldn't find anything suspicious around.

Even if the rhetoric weaves the divine consciousness into a fine net, it can't catch anything.

"It's really empty!"

The rhetoric was a little discouraged.

"Bamboo basket for water, bamboo basket for water, bamboo basket for water!"

Hua Ci suddenly understood that he couldn't catch anything.

That strange thing might just be made of water.

Thinking of this, Hua Ci immediately used his divine sense to release the ice technique, and that place really had a reaction, and when his divine sense could sense that the thing had a shape, he immediately fished it up.

The five basic attributes of the spiritual root are metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and each attribute has a good technique.

But after all, all things are mutually reinforcing, and Mu Linggen's rhetoric will naturally have some small exercises with other attributes, but the effect is not great.

And the rhetoric is too low, so you can only twist a trick, make a fire and so on.

Watching his divine sense lift up a light blue ice ring, Hua Ci was a little surprised.

If there is no Shi Han Ice Technique, this thing is afraid that it will be a colorless five-shaped water ring, which is difficult to find.

Hua Ci looked at this thing and continued to apply the Ice Technique, while injecting spiritual power.

With the infusion of spiritual power, the water ring gradually became smaller and darker, and finally turned into a bracelet-sized ring, dark blue and almost black.

Hua Ci still wanted to continue his research, but a dozen monks had already come over and prepared to escort Hua Ci to Ying Lei Tai.

Hua Ci hurriedly put the water ring on his wrist.

Although Ying Lei Tai is separated from Jingquan by a mountain, Edgeworth flies, and Hua Ci is quickly sent to Ying Lei Tai.

Li Zhao has not yet appeared, but there are a few strange monks on the stage, and the costume should also be sent by the Li family.

There were more disciples watching the excitement in the audience than last time.