An exclamation sounded from under the originally quiet jade steps.

Among the more than twenty people in the Spirit Formation Realm on the right, several of them suddenly turned their heads and stared at Gui Wuyi. Only five or six people, including Cheng Buming, Qiao Xiuguang, and Rong Changzhi, immediately returned to calm after showing a little surprise.

When the spirit form is first formed, it is inevitable that there will be a vision of "spiritual light covering the body", just like a garment woven of light wrapped around the skin, which will take more than a month to gradually dissipate and return to the body.

Most of the people present couldn't help but wonder if they were to blame for this every 14 days of practice, and they were not absent once. When did he become a spirit form? Why did he not show up without the slightest warning? And the tone of the real person this week was not so uncertain.

Gui Wuyi took a step forward, looked at him as if he hadn't seen it, saluted Zhou Zhenren, and said calmly: "Qi Zhenren, the disciple has successfully broken through the level yesterday and advanced to the spirit form. ”

Hearing this, the disciples confirmed with their own mouths, and the faces of the disciples were colorful, and they seemed to have their own thoughts.

The faces of the group of True Qi Realm disciples behind Gui Wuyi were some happy, some were relieved, and some exchanged heads, but most of them were in a posture of spectatorship, and the eyebrows were relatively relaxed. Most of the Spirit Formation Realm disciples on the right side frowned slightly, as if they were thinking about something.

However, one thing is certain, the record of the slowest speed of breaking through the True Qi Realm in the Chongxiao Pavilion has finally ended in twelve years, which can be regarded as the end of a suspense that is not too big or small.

Although Zhou Zhenren's face was flat, the surprise in his heart was no less than that of this group of disciples.

Spiritual Realm cultivators, even after a month of the "Spiritual Light Overlay" vision period, it is extremely easy to find out the details. Even if that shell of Yuan Light was hidden on the surface of his body, it was still a star for him, a Yuan Infant Monk.

But the Yuan Guang in Gui Wu's body was actually a thin layer like a transparent cicada's clothes, and he almost ignored the past. It's just that whether it is due to the poor qualifications of the blameless Yuan Guang and the weakness of Yuanguang, or whether it is extremely pure and almost transparent, it is difficult for him to determine for a while.

Zhou Zhenren sighed slightly, and said, "Since you have broken through the spirit form, you have not come to the class on the right, you still consider yourself a disciple of the True Qi Realm, and you have never planned to participate in this True Transmission Selection." ”

Gui Wuzhi said freely: "Rushing to the meeting before breaking through the "flashback" level, the disciple thought that there was little hope. The disciple is willing to try a little during these ten days, and if he succeeds, he will consider whether to compete for the position of true transmission. ”

Long road, fighting for life with the sky. Hugh said that three years, even a year, is extremely precious. With this answer, Zhou Zhenren was not surprised. For example, Wen Jinyuan, the top name of the previous session, achieved the spirit form seven days before the start of the festival, and actually broke through the "flashback" level in a few days, and won the championship in one fell swoop on the stage in the finale, which became a good story in the door.

Zhou Zhenren snorted and said, "Since you have spent 12 years of hard work, why not take another three years? Regardless of success or failure for the time being, if you fail to do your best at the conference, it will be a great regret for your life." Besides, if you participate in this meeting of the True Transmission, then Lao Dao will inevitably have to run every fourteen days in the future, and it will be very troublesome. ”

Although Zhou Zhenren's last sentence was joking, he still bowed solemnly when he heard his sincere persuasion. The path is self-chosen, and has nothing to do with the teacher. Zhou Zhenren can say such a thing, which can be regarded as benevolence and righteousness.

This is also because the blamelessness does help Zhou Zhenren a little.

It stands to reason that the junior monks who teach the Quenfan and True Qi realms have a Jindan monk in person, which is enough to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

However, as the place where the true seeds of the Yue Heng Sect are gathered, in order to show solemnity, the position of the master of the Chongxiao Pavilion is worth one for nine years, and the senior elders of the Yuanying realm of the Shangxuan Palace take turns to hold it.

Not only that, on the day when the disciples of Chongxiao Pavilion practiced Cai Yuan every 14 days, the true people of the Pavilion were required to be present in person to support them, solve problems for the disciples, and guide the practice.

It should be noted that there is no definite length for each retreat practice. Traveling every fourteenth day means that the nine years of serving as the master of Chongxiao Pavilion will completely delay his own cultivation, which is really an errand that the elders and elders of the Shangxuan Palace can not avoid.

Since discovering the talent of Gui Wuyi, every fourteen days in the future, Zhou Zhenren has never come, counting carefully, and it has only appeared six or seven times in the past three years, and he has completely become a shopkeeper.

In Zhou Zhenren's opinion, Gui Wu's insights are outstanding, but it is a pity that the cultivation rounds of the "Nine Yuan Book" have been interrupted too much, and the abundance and perfection of the qi and the strength and weakness of the Yuan Guang will be insufficient. If you hold your temperament and polish patiently, and achieve the unity of mind and body, you may not have the opportunity to impact the position of a true disciple.

But the immortal family pays attention to karma and disobedience, so he only stops when he speaks.

The two things were solved, and a few things were explained to Mu Yuli, and Zhou Zhenren accepted the magic weapon and drove away. After a short time, most of the young disciples of the True Qi Realm also took out their magic weapons and left one after another.

A round-faced young man dressed in a gorgeous robe and cultivating his true qi seven-fold came over, stroked a smooth jade pendant in his hand, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, you have to step up your efforts in the past ten days to break through the level of flashback." ”

Gui Wuyi smiled and said, "Why is Senior Brother Lan so concerned about cultivating for his brother and entering the realm?"

The round-faced young man said with a serious face: "Because I can't see the details of Senior Brother Gui clearly." It's a hassle to be an opponent with someone who can't see the details. Therefore, I hope that Senior Brother Gui will break through the level of returning to the photo as soon as possible, so that he can participate in this True Transmission Conference, and he will not stay until three years later. ”

Many of the younger brothers and sisters in the realm of Gui Wu and True Qi can be regarded as having the friendship of half a teacher, and most of them say goodbye to Gui Wu when they leave. After a while, Xie Yueping took out a chessboard-shaped flying magic weapon, stood on it and made a grimace at Gui Wuyi, and fled far away.

After another moment, the shadow of the sun shifted, and it was almost noon. At this time, the junior disciples of the True Qi Realm had already left cleanly. Only the little girl Mu Shuli didn't leave for some reason, and slipped to the lake at the edge of the dojo alone to sit down, and stretched her feet into the lake to paddle and play.

The strange thing was that none of the Spirit Formation Realm disciples in the field had left, and they seemed to have reached a subtle tacit understanding. After a while, more than twenty spirit disciples gradually approached and stood in two columns.

Cheng Buming glanced around at everyone and said indifferently: "No one left, it can be seen that everyone thought of it together." ”

A burly, square-faced young man said loudly: "Yes, after the True Transmission Festival, if there is no special chance, I am afraid that it will be difficult for all the senior brothers present to have a chance to see each other again. This last "fun party", it is better to pick up the day than to hit the sun, and it will end today!"

His complexion was as delicate as that of a woman, but his voice was rough, like a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, and everyone's eardrums were buzzing. This person's name is Zhong Zichang, and among the spiritual disciples on the field, in addition to Cheng Buming, Qiao Xiuguang, Rong Changzhi, and Ning Suchen, he can also be regarded as a recognized figure with high strength.

Qiao Xiuguang's voice was soft and calm, revealing a calm and comfortable charm: "In the past three years, the amusement club has been held nine times. This Purple Mist Peak Dojo was originally a place for us to practice, and this last pleasure game will return here, which is the righteousness of merging ninety-nine into one. ”

The mortal handsome son, the talented girl of the boudoir, after the banquet, there are often shooting riddles, and all kinds of wine competitions of poems and sentences are not only for entertainment, but also for talent. The same is true of the spirit form disciples of the Chongxiao Pavilion, and after a few months, there is a small gathering called "Fun Club". Usually the disciples take turns to be the east, and after feasting and drinking, they show their skills and skill.

The content of the competition is based on a small spell, and the form is strange, but the purpose always shows the depth and ingenuity of cultivation.

Rong Changzhi said coldly: "Then the useless vanity can be avoided, and the last meeting of today is nothing more than a short and long trial before the selection of the true Chuanquan." If no one volunteers to be the one who asks the question, Rong Mouke will be the one who will do it. ”

Ten days later, the Dharma will be a big difference in the fate of those present. This last "fun party" also has some unusual meanings, and it is the proper meaning to peek into the depths and truths of others. But Rong Changzhi said it nakedly, which was inevitably a little harsh. Immediately, several people frowned and remained silent.

Han Taikang clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "If Senior Brother Rong behaves like this, what kind of Tao can we become? What kind of immortal do we cultivate? What is the difference between it and the brave and ruthless martial artists in the mortal world? It's just that the supernatural power is dozens of times stronger." Since this meeting is called a music club, not a Dharma performance and a martial arts meeting, it naturally cannot be in vain. Besides, if you can't have fun, who has the heart to show your means for Senior Brother Rong to peep?"

Rong Changzhi snorted coldly and didn't argue with him. This Han Taikang gave up this True Transmission Festival, which seemed cowardly, but instead gained a kind of singleton status. Not only himself, but no one present has any intention of entanglement with him.

Another dashing young man said: "After several years of companionship, there will be a parting." Even if there is a dispute on the Shuanglong Pond ten days later, it will not affect the feelings of farewell in the present dynasty. What Senior Brother Han said is extremely true, first have fun, and then talk about the rest. ”

Seven or eight people chimed in. As for whether it is genuinely agreed, it is unknown.

Han Taikang glanced around at everyone and said with a sly smile: "If you have any good things, don't hide them." Han Mou took the lead and contributed ten jars of "fog curtain silk", and you weighed it yourself. After speaking, with a flick of his hand, there was a faint light in the jade belt around his waist, and ten Tibetan wine jars more than a foot high and tied with linen appeared in front of everyone. An intoxicating fragrance came to the face, almost condensed like substance.

Everyone present looked shocked, as if they were taken aback by Han Taikang's generosity. "Fog curtain silk" is famous in Yuehengzong, and it can be called the first immortal wine in the four continents and six seas.

Zhong Zichang was surprised and jealous: "In this sect, even if it is a Yuanying real person who is good at the things in this cup, it is only two or three altars that can get this "fog curtain silk" in a year, Senior Brother Han is really good. ”

Han Taikang was still smiling and no longer spoke.

A young woman wearing a tasseled bun and a blue flower skirt chuckled: "My little sister has always contracted a whole set of errands, and I will not offer any other good things." With a shake of the right arm, the silver ring on the jade wrist emitted light, and a long green jade case with a length of three or four zhang appeared in front of everyone, and the ebony piers on both sides of the long case were no more or less, exactly twenty-four.

In front of each seat on the green case, a crested pot with a dragon handle, a jade lotus leaf plate, and a celadon hand cup are neatly arranged.