After Qiao Yue finished cleaning up the cave mansion with an expressionless face, she was physically and mentally exhausted, but she was thinking about cultivation in her heart, and took out the booklet that was distributed in the storage bag. See that it is a book of "Little Spiritual Formula", the most common introductory exercise in the world of cultivating immortals, with no restrictions on spiritual roots and qualifications.

Flipped through it casually, the language was not profound, and the introduction was only a few short sentences, Qiao Yue felt that it was not difficult to cultivate this kind of thing, what was difficult was perseverance, and there was an indispensable state of mind cultivation.

According to the book, Qiao Yue sat cross-legged on the stone bed with her heart to the sky, closed her eyes and forced herself into a state of not wanting anything as stated in the book.

This state was easy to find before Qiao Yue came to Xianshan. But now she couldn't find it. As soon as she closed her eyes, thoughts grew like weeds in her heart.

Lin Fangwei's instructions before she died, Xu Zifeng's vicious smile, and Qiao Mingyuan's sanctimonious appearance reflected each other in her mind, like thunder exploding in her ears one by one.

It's too upset, and this feeling of not being able to calm down will make her even more impatient, and her brow will furrow even more. Before I knew it, beads of sweat oozed from my forehead.

Qiao Yue opened her eyes suddenly, feeling that her face was hot.

It's no wonder that the sooner you get started, the better, because you are young and simple-minded, and you can quickly adapt to meditation. Like she thinks too much, how can she settle down?

She sat down in front of the desk again and pulled out a stack of papers.

It was written down when she first started practicing calligraphy, and every word was crooked.

Qiao Yue recalled that when she practiced calligraphy, she held the pen and didn't think about anything in her heart, and poured all her energy into every stroke and every inch of her hand. She lifted her pen and gestured a few more times, remembering a poem that Brother Deng had read.

I don't remember the poem, but after a little recollection, Brother Deng's appearance of lowering his eyebrows and slowly reciting appeared in front of her.

"Don't think about anything. ”

Qiao Yue picked up the pen and wrote on the paper, and quickly turned from annoyance to neatness, until her heart was empty, and as soon as she closed her eyes, she didn't even adjust her posture well, and she instantly entered meditation.

For a while, Qiao Yue forgot about herself and the world. The chaos around her was black or white, but it wrapped around her like water. Tenderness and softness swept across her altar and touched her forehead.

She went into a state of inward-looking. I can't see the outside world, but it's not dark in front of me. Instead, a sparkling white light surged towards her.

Qiao Yue subconsciously followed what Xiao Lingjue said, and operated her body. She thought that these were extremely difficult, but she didn't expect that this kind of action of absorbing spiritual energy from the outside world was as simple as eating and sleeping, and it was innate.

The star's white light gathered into her body, penetrating through the gaps in the acupuncture meridians around her body, merging into a thin line in the meridians.

She seemed to see nothing, and it was as if she saw everything. There is a silk-like aura in the eight veins of the Qi Jing that flows slowly and gathers towards the dantian.

Qiao Yue felt a trace of aura rushing into the dantian, as if it was illuminating there, and the scene in the dantian was clearly presented.

There seemed to be a quaint long sword with a silver dragon carved on the hilt and lattice, with a black scabbard, standing in the middle of her dantian.

"Sword?" Qiao Yue's heart jumped, her heart was unstable, she only felt that the sword was attractive, and she sucked in a trace of spiritual energy that poured into the dantian.

"What kind of thing, dare to suck my aura?" This vision was extraordinary, Qiao Yue almost instantly wanted to cut off the aura, but no matter how she opened her eyes, she couldn't open them. In other words, she can't stop her cultivation now!

Could it be that this is a legend...... Gone mad?

Qiao Yue wanted to pinch herself anxiously, but she couldn't do it, she clearly felt that her hand was on her leg, but she couldn't use any strength.

At this moment, a faint aura touched the sword.

Qiao Yue's soul trembled, and an extreme comfort enveloped her, making her unconsciously feel at ease, so she slowly returned to calm.

Feeling that everything here was not dangerous, Qiao Yue breathed a sigh of relief and took a closer look at the appearance of the sword. The long sword, which was originally gloomy and black, actually began to absorb the aura after it was touched.

The white light flashed, and a thin layer was spread on the long sword, although it was dazzling, Qiao Yue still stared at it.

Qiao Yue thought that it would move around in the dantian, but she didn't expect the sword to grow in her dantian as if it was growing in her dantian out of thin air, and it was steady and motionless.

Until the sword was full of aura, it finally stopped.

The aura in the meridians poured into the dantian again, and Qiao Yue put her mind at ease this time and waited patiently. Seeing that the dantian finally gathered a spiritual qi mass the size of a soybean grain, he relaxed.

The small aura mass is insignificant, but it marks her entering the Qi refining period, that is, she has stepped into the immortal gate!

I don't know how long it took. Qiao Yue's body moved, her eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she opened her eyes.

She seemed to have walked away from the ghost gate, sweating profusely, as if she had been fished out of water. Flipping through the book, I knew that this was a normal reaction after the aura entered the body and the body was tempered.

As for the sword in the dantian, Qiao Yue linked it to the power of cutting down trees that day, and had a vague answer in her heart.

At the same time, thousands of miles away in the northern ocean, there stood an iceberg that had been frozen for thousands of years.

In the 10,000-year-old ice sculpture of the iceberg, the man who had been sleeping for millions of years suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the far southeast.

You're awake!

It's just that he is in the ice and has been sealed for millions of years, although he senses the awakening of the original body of the former Daoist, he can't immediately break free from the shackles.

He had no choice but to calm down again, trying his best to recover his scattered cultivation, just to break through the ice as soon as possible and see the claw.

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Qiao Yue was out of her mind when a voice came from outside the cave, "Senior Sister Qiao!"

Qiao Yue reacted at this time, she had been cultivating for half the night, and now it was early in the morning, and Jiang Shaohang had come to look for her.

She hurriedly took off her clothes and jumped into a spiritual spring in the stone cave, washed away the dust on her body, and shouted, "Senior Brother Jiang, wait a minute, I just finished cultivating last night. ”

Jiang Shaohang also smiled when he heard this, how could he not be like this. Last night, he couldn't wait to try the aura into his body.

Thinking that he has fulfilled his father's request, his father will be very pleased. He wanted to go to the Sword Pavilion to pick up a sword even more.

Qiao Yue was fast, changed into a white sword robe with narrow sleeves, put on big sleeves on the outside, and tied her wet hair into a handful, the face in the bronze mirror was full of haggardness, Qiao Yue rubbed her swollen and sore eyes. Seeing the empty stone bed, my heart stabbed again.

It's just that Jiang Shaohang is waiting outside, they are not familiar with it, and he doesn't know Lin Fangwei's existence, and it's not a good thing for others to know about some things. Qiao Yue also strengthened her spirit and adjusted her mood. The Si people have passed away, and no matter how sad they are, they will not come back, but only add to their troubles.

The stone door slowly opened, and Qiao Yue walked out of the cave against the sun.

Jiang Shaohang couldn't help but be stunned, the girl in front of him changed into a dusty disciple uniform and put on this slightly larger white robe, which was really different from usual.

Coupled with the aura that had been tempered by the body, Qiao Yue's face was as smooth as white jade, revealing a light pink. The light gray eyes were shining, and now that her aura had entered her body, she was not too sensitive to sunlight, so she looked at Jiang Shaohang with wide eyes at this time.

Jiang Shaohang looked at her for a while and said, "I only learned today that the Buddha relies on gold clothes, and people rely on clothes, so it's not nonsense." ”

"Yes, but it may be the reason why the aura enters the body, right?" Immortal cultivators are generally very good-looking, according to the classics, one cultivates the immortal and cultivates the heart, and the other is that the aura nourishes the body, and when it gets rid of the mortal dust, it naturally loses the mortal dust breath and gives birth to some immortal energy. What's more, she has white hair and an outstanding complexion, which is different from mortals.

The two of them smiled, and with excitement, they quickly walked towards the Sword Pavilion.

Qiao Yue was able to know the Sword Pavilion because she had seen Liu Yu go to raise swords before, and then she knew that the Sword Pavilion was located at the peak and was a one-stop service for her disciples.

However, the price of the sword in the Sword Pavilion is quite a lot, Jiang Shaohang doesn't know, she still knows that her pocket is cleaner than her face, and when she picks the sword, she is afraid that she will have to pay on credit, so she slowly deducts it from the disciple's share.

"Senior Sister Qiao, I heard that there are tens of thousands of swords in the Sword Pavilion, and each one has its own choice. So everyone can find a sword that is willing to follow them, right?" Jiang Shaohang pointed to the jade pavilion not far away.

"Well, not necessarily, I heard that the Sword Pavilion is a place to test disciples, if you have a relationship with the sword, you will naturally have a sword to find it. ”

As she was talking, she suddenly became depressed when she remembered the sword in the dantian. Who knows what it is! I don't know if it will affect her sword......

As he spoke, he came to the door of the Sword Pavilion.

The deacon disciples who were guarding looked at their jade plates and confirmed that they were not disciples of other sects, so they let them go.

There was nothing strange about the Sword Pavilion from the outside, but as soon as they entered, the two of them gasped together.

In front of me is an endless square, and there are not many people in the square, most of them are meditating.

It seems that this Sword Pavilion is about the same size as the Sword Sect's square. I think it was the art of space.

The entire space was black and hollow, but there were tens of thousands of swords above his head, each of which exuded a faint sword light, illuminating the entire square a little brightly.

With the light of the sword, Qiao Yue looked at the feet and saw that it was paved with white jade. When she thought about it, she felt that it was a pity, the best white jade, each piece could be sold for a good price, and she was already a monk, so she could naturally feel a faint layer of spiritual mist floating on the jade bricks, and in the eyes of immortal cultivators, it was like standing in the clouds.

"It's really rich. Qiao Yue pointed to the brick ground, but she was very angry, the sect was so rich, but the Qi refining disciples only got a spirit stone every month, and they couldn't even guarantee their basic livelihood. It turned out that all the money was spent on this.

"Ahem, where is the money in the Ancient Sword Sect? You little girl with white hair, what are you talking nonsense!"

Suddenly, a young man's voice behind him, smiling playfully, walked up to Qiao Yue's side, and said in a low voice: "This money, it's not in our hands, of course the elders want to use it." Let's refine Qi disciples, alas. ”

Qiao Yue heard his voice, "This senior brother, don't say it." "Who doesn't know that the wall has ears, good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles.

This young man is also a disciple of sword cultivation, carrying a long sword, but he also has a fan in his hand, shook it in front of him, and sneered: "What are you afraid of? Are you still afraid of people saying it? Immortal cultivators can't tell the truth, what else can they cultivate?"

Qiao Yue's heart suddenly lit up, as if there was some ideal.

After the young man finished speaking, he left, and Jiang Shaohang also smiled: "I don't know myself anymore." What about you?"

"Me?" Qiao Yue shook her head, she was no longer Qiao Yue. But she has grown, not changed. People have to grow up and survive.

"Do you know who that man is?"

Qiao Yue smiled, "I don't know, but he dares to speak like this, I think the background is good." ”

"It's not just a good background. He's my grandfather!" Jiang Shaohang said with a gritted tooth expression, but he was still smiling, even more terrifying.

"Damn! Jindan Period?" Qiao Yue almost scolded the street, no wonder she dared to say that, she was an elder of Jindan herself, so she naturally said whatever she wanted, and the one who guarded the Sword Pavilion was only in the foundation building period, who would dare to care!

Therefore, if you want to tell the truth, you have to have your own ability! During the Qi refining period, those in the foundation building period may not be ignored, as long as those in the Jindan period go to that station, those in the foundation building period will immediately go to the knot.

"I'm so angry, he's misleading me! A dignified elder level actually tricked me into a qi refiner!"