Ling Qifeng followed Ran to the peak where Master Tai lived, and looked at the place where Ding Yi lived and the compound, and couldn't believe his eyes. According to the rules of the master, it is impossible for Ling Qifeng to come to this peak, although Ling Qifeng is also very famous in the master, after all, he is still in the ranks of disciples, and he has no chance to see an important place in the master's door. Before Cheng Lecheng became a teacher, he was not as good as Ling Qifeng, and he didn't know the important places of the teacher. Several people carried the big box transported from the Ding family manor to the pavilion in the courtyard, and they were afraid that the box would be too big and there was nowhere to put it.

"Sister, brother, grandfather. You're coming. With the voice, Ding Yi flew over, holding Ling Qifeng's arm and not letting go.

"You're here. "The master flashed out of the room.

All the people who came hurriedly saluted the highest-ranking Taishi Gong. Master Tai waved his hand and asked everyone to be polite and said, "You are playing with the little guy, so you come with me." As he spoke, he turned around and walked out, and hurriedly followed him.

Several people opened the box, and the white horse jumped out of the box, and surrounded Ding Yi, who hugged the white horse and said affectionately: "You can go out of the house now, such a big yard is enough for you to have fun." The white horse snorted sensibly and shouted happily out of the hall to observe the place. A few people helped to sort out the things they brought, and Ding Yiyi: "Let's go, go to my room and sit down." As he spoke, he led the group to a room that was several times larger than before, and invited them to sit down and talk.

The aura in the room was full of light white mist, like a hazy light veil floating in the room, and everyone couldn't help but envy. Asked Ding Yi where he was sleeping, Ding Yi pointed to a corner of the room, where the aura was denser like white clouds, and there was a bed faintly. Ling Qifeng walked over, and then there was a light sigh. Everyone knew how to make the bed for Ding Yi, so they didn't care. After a while, Ling Qifeng came over and asked Ding Yi how the things in the room were arranged like this, and Ding Yi told that it was arranged by the Taishigong, and Ling Qifeng was silent. At this time, he came in and beckoned everyone to go back, and said on the way: "Everyone let's go, it's already a blessing to come over, don't stay too long to affect the cultivation of Master Tai." Qi Feng, you go back and get ready, come and live here, take care of Ding Yi while cultivating, and bring your disciples and girls by the way. Before Cheng Lecheng, you can often come here to find Ding Yi, but I can remind the two of you that you must not affect the cultivation of the Taishi Gong, and you must not bring others here, let alone tell the things here. ”

Everyone was amazed and asked the reason, and said that it was the Taishi Gong who ordered it like this, and I don't know anything else. Everyone guessed sentence by sentence, only Ling Qifeng alone did not say a word, and Cheng Le said: "Senior sister, you still bow your head silently and ponder what when you encounter such a good thing." ”

Ling Qifeng said: "Master Tai loves Ding Yi very much, don't inquire about some things, it's not good for you, don't mention all Ding Yi's things elsewhere." After speaking, he didn't make a sound, and said in his heart: Taishi Gong even gave Ding Yi the legendary spiritual chalcedony jade bed in Shimen, which shows the importance he attaches to Ding Yi.

On this day, chrysanthemum, bamboo, lotus and plum and winter, spring and autumn and summer received the master from the Ding family manor by Cheng Lecheng, and saw the beautiful scenery of the master gate and shocked the souls of each soul, and when they came to the peak where the master lived, they were even more surprised, and when they walked into the pavilion where they wanted to live, they were expressionless, and their souls flew out of the sky because they were surprised too much. Since then, Ding Yi has found the trajectory of his life again, and just like in the Ding family manor, he began his own cultivation according to his daily habits. After Fanchen moved in with the women, in the envious eyes of everyone in the division, he had been reduced to an errand boy for sending messages to the gatekeepers. In order to keep Ding Yi's affairs secret, all matters related to the master were handled by Fan Chen, and other personnel were not allowed to interact with anyone in the master. Cheng Lecheng became a frequent visitor before, the head often sent two people to transport various materials and things, and the two became the envy of the disciples of the master and the object of calculation, many disciples tried their best, and even many elders were planning to transfer the two and replace them, but no matter how big the thing was, the head of the family just gritted his teeth and did not let go, so that he was gradually forgotten by everyone.

Under the arrangement of the Grand Master, Ding Yi except for the occasional acceleration of the cultivation of alchemy for a few people in front of him, he basically stopped refining for the master, and spent all his time reading all the books in the master's scripture pavilion. This is the Taishi Gong found that Ding Yi reads books very quickly, and basically never forgets it, asked Ling Qifeng, after knowing that Lu Dao has this ability since he was a child, he asked Ding Yi to take the token issued by the head of the house and go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to read. At that time, the head of the family said to the master that even if he was a person who had achieved cultivation, he would have to read the books in the scripture pavilion to the end, and if he didn't eat endlessly, he would probably have to spend thousands of years, which was the life of Ding Yi.

When Ding Yi first started, facing the vast collection of books, he didn't know what to do, and the old deacon who was in charge of the books carefully introduced the layout of the scripture pavilion, the classification and requirements of the books to the new disciples according to the rules. According to the token holding, you can only read books within the allowable range, and as the token level increases, the reading range also increases. It felt very strange to see Ding Yi holding a token with the mark of the head of the family, but it didn't make it difficult, but after the introduction, Ding Yi looked at it casually according to the regulations. After Ding Yi walked around the library for nearly a month, he began to read according to the arrangement in his mind.

Ding Yi didn't know whether it was day or night, he meditated and practiced when he was tired of reading, and with the increase in the amount of reading, he gradually felt that the mental consumption was too large, and he slowly began to have a headache, and then found that the acupuncture and moxibustion method given to him by Wang Chuanyi had a good effect on relieving headaches, so he worked harder. As the days passed, Ding Yi felt that his reading comprehension skills had improved greatly. When the other disciples came to read the book, the old deacon who was in charge of the book wanted to block it back to avoid affecting Ding Yi's reading book, seeing that Ding Yi was so young and working so hard, he unconsciously opened the door for Ding Yi. Because Ling Qifeng often came to Ding Yi to send food and clothes to change clothes, after a long time, the old man didn't care, and Ling Qifeng walked around casually. The old man in charge of the book began to look at Ding Yi, and the speed of reading was very fast, and he was not careful, after all, he was a cultivator, and his spiritual power was stronger than that of ordinary people, and then it became faster and faster, he was simply flipping a book, and after reading a book, he closed his eyes and pondered, and knew that he was reading a book. I was very surprised, and watching Ding Yi read a book gradually became a hobby of the old man in his spare time. On this day, Ding felt an unbearable headache when he read the book, so he began to exercise his soul to relieve the headache, but with the exercise, the headache not only did not reduce, but became more serious, and his brain was still roaring like thunder. Ding Yi didn't know what to do, as the headache aggravated, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he involuntarily exercised his soul according to the habits formed for a long time, and he didn't know how much time he sitted, and suddenly felt a "click" in his head, as if breaking a very hard eggshell, and the headache disappeared all of a sudden. With the gradual deepening of the perception and the gradual spread of love, Ding Yi gradually felt the interdependence and harmonious coexistence in nature, felt the true meaning of natural organisms passed down from generation to generation, and felt the mood of the descendants of the inheritors left by the writers in the books around him, looking at the books around him, he felt that the distance between him and the books was getting closer and closer, and the words in the books gradually became vivid. Ding Yi sat like this, feeling. This sitting is more than ten days. As soon as Ding opened his eyes, he saw a pair of anxious eyes in front of him staring at him, blinking again, and calming down, only to see that it was Ling Qifeng sitting opposite him, full of tiredness, his eyes full of red silk, staring at him.

"Sister, why are you here, what's wrong with you?" Ding Yi asked nervously.

"When your sister came, she saw that you were feeling something, and she was afraid of an accident, so she sat with you like this for the past ten days. Behind him came the voice of the old man who was in charge of the deacon.

Ding Yi stood up actively, gently helped Ling Qifeng, the two returned to the residence, took a bath and changed clothes, Ding Yi watched Ling Qifeng rest, and then returned to the Scripture Pavilion, using what he found to concentrate the divine soul power on a book, no matter how thick the book is, it will be imprinted into his mind in a blink of an eye, so that he doesn't even have to take the book, he reads it directly on the bookshelf with his soul, and from then on, the old man who is in charge of the book deacon will never see Ding Yi take the book from the bookshelf again, Ding Yi uses this method to read, and the first reading is twenty-two years.