In fact, under normal circumstances, Song Qingyi does not need to go to Tianzhao Pavilion so frequently. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because for the younger generation of disciples, cultivation is the most important thing, especially for a promising genius disciple like Song Qingyi. Let the talented disciples spend a lot of time on chores, and there are not many sects that will do this kind of thing.

Therefore, among the sects, the really busy ones are the outer disciples, the outer sect elders, and those true inheritance elders and inner sect elders who have exhausted their potential, and it is they who are maintaining the operation of the entire Guizang Sword Pavilion. Compared to these people, the masters, the peak masters, the Supreme Elders, the True Sect Elders, the True Sect Elders, the Inner Gate Elders, and the True Sect disciples are much more idle, they are more just making decisions, and the most important task is cultivation, and even the inner disciples are not assigned many tasks.

Therefore, although Song Qingyi was one of the sixteen deacons of the Tianzhao Pavilion, he actually didn't have much to do on weekdays. The reason why he went to Tianzhao Pavilion early in the morning this time was because he had been out for a while before-although he had little work in Tianzhao Pavilion, he still had some work, and he had nothing to do in the mountains on weekdays, so it was enough to divide a little energy, but after a backlog for a while, he needed to be busy for a day or two.

At this time, he didn't have anything to do when he came to find Song Mingting, just to see how he fed Su Yun Blue Bird.

Song Qingyi arrived at the gate of Song Mingting's house, and Nanxing, who was far away, greeted him. Song Qingyi and Song Mingting, the two brothers, are not far from each other, and they are the closest among the few people, plus Song Qingyi and Song Mingting have been like brothers since childhood, so the four sword boys of Song Mingting are very familiar with Song Qingyi.

Song Qingyi nodded towards Nan Xing, who was guarding the door, and was about to go inside, when Nan Xing spoke: "Senior Brother Qingyi, Senior Brother Mingting is not in the house. Song Qingyi's thick eyebrows raised slightly, quite surprised. He knew Song Mingting's work and rest habits very well, and under normal circumstances, Song Mingting should be in the house at this time.

Nanxing obviously knew Song Qingyi's confusion, and without waiting for him to ask, he spoke: "In the past few days, Senior Brother Mingting has somehow not come back after practicing his sword in the valley, so he burns bricks there. ”

Song Qingyi was even more confused. He knew that Song Mingting would go to a certain valley on the edge of Zhongshu Peak every morning to practice swords, and he also knew that valley, because he had accompanied Song Mingting to practice swords many times, and the scenery was indeed quiet. But Song Mingting's sword practice time is an hour, and after an hour, he will come back. This time, he didn't come back until noon, and what happened to the brick burning?

"I'm going to look for him, by the way, he hasn't eaten lunch yet, right? Let Jingmo come with me, bring the food." Song Qingyi said.

"That's great, but Senior Brother Qingyi, you may need to wait a minute, Jingmo is still in the Kitchen Pavilion at this time. Or, Senior Brother Qingyi, you will go to the house and sit down first?" Nanxing said diligently.

Song Qingyi shook his head and smiled at Nanxing: "Nanxing, can you please go and talk to Yun Zhi and let him bring food here?"

Nanxing didn't bother to connect the road, and then went to the cloud paper to spread the word. After that, Jingmo and Yunzhi came back from the Kitchen Pavilion, and Song Qingyi took the food box and came to the sword in the direction of Longcui Valley.

So, when it was noon, Song Mingting found that it was not Jingmo who delivered the meal, but his senior brother.

"Senior brother, why are you here?" Song Mingting's face showed a hint of surprise.

Song Qingyi's eyes glanced at the pile of bricks that had been built on the side, which was already a certain height, and quickly took it back, then lifted the food box in his hand and said, "I brought you food."

Song Mingting put down the work in his hand, took the food box, and took the initiative to explain: "I plan to build a Beppu here, and I will live here when I am empty, and the province will run around every day." But of course, the purpose of his own effort to build the courtyard was not this, and only he knew what the real purpose was.

Song Qingyi sighed, didn't ask much, took out a small snack table from his belt, and beckoned Song Mingting to eat. Song Mingting had a smile on his face, picked up the bowl, took a piece of venison and put it in his mouth. On the side, Song Qingyi also picked up the bowl and ate it with a sullen head, without asking what was going on with the bricks on the side, as if it was a very sparse and ordinary thing for Song Mingting to suddenly run to such a valley to build a courtyard.

Song Qingyi ate with his head bored, and Song Mingting also did not speak. After eating, Song Qingyi put down the bowl and said, "I'll help you later." ”

Song Mingting didn't refuse, and said with a smile: "That's great!" and then began to tell Song Qingyi about some things that need attention.

Burning bricks is not difficult for cultivators at all, and only requires a certain amount of spell control. And Song Qingyi, as the chief disciple of Zhongshu Feng's generation, naturally has a strong control over spells, and it is definitely more than enough to burn bricks, so after Song Mingting said a few points to pay attention to, he did it, not only did not make any mistakes, but the speed was not slower than Song Mingting. Even after he became more proficient, the speed of burning bricks surpassed that of Song Mingting. There is no way, the gap between the two people's cultivation is too big.

This whole afternoon, the two of them didn't do anything else, and burned bricks in Longcui Valley. So by the evening, there was already a pile of bricks piled up, and the number of newly burned bricks was more than twice as many as yesterday.

Then Song Mingting and Song Qingyi returned to Zhongshu Peak together, the sword light fell on the mountain, and the two walked together in the direction of Jingshe. On the way, Song Mingting spoke: "Senior brother, my courtyard will be built for a long time, and it is enough for you to help me burn bricks for an afternoon today, but I won't use it tomorrow, and I will delay your cultivation when the time comes." ”

Song Mingting thought in his heart that his senior brother was now in a period of soaring strength, although burning bricks for an afternoon would also have certain benefits for the tempering of his state of mind, but after all, it was not as great as his senior brother's own cultivation and improvement.

Song Qingyi nodded and said, "Okay then." After that, the two separated. Song Mingting returned to the Jingshe, and after dinner, after cultivating for an hour, he went out and returned to Longcui Valley.

He was about to start cultivating the Yuequan Sword Qi.

At this time, the moon had risen into the sky, the moon was as cool as water, and the silver-white moonlight sprinkled in the Longcui Valley, illuminating the valley with clear and shining light. Song Mingting stepped on the Cold Star Sword, and after coming to Longcui Valley, he fell directly beside the waterhole under the waterfall, and then sat cross-legged and took out the Inner Dan of the Moonwing Water Snake.

After removing the prohibition on the mouth of the jade bottle, the inner pill of the moon-winged water snake flew out of the bottle like a living creature and rushed straight into the air. Song Mingting quickly pinched a trick, caught it in the air, and then sucked Neidan into his stomach with a mouth.