Among the novice disciples in this session, Bai Xiuxiu was included in the Infinite Peak by the three-second mountain people, Li Xuanyuan was led by his ancestor Li Guichen to practice the Li family's peerless mountain and river swordsmanship, and Yu Lingji was even abducted by the head of the house to practice the twenty-four styles of the Sun and Moon Swordsmanship, and by the way, the heir of the head of the family quickly became a code.

Other disciples also conscientiously according to the sect's arrangement, clocking in in class, doing homework after class, and occasionally having leisure and leisure, and even talking about college love.

This Kunlun open class is Ling Xiao Sword Spirit Ling Xiao lectured, I have not seen her, many people have rushed to Miaomiao Peak from other peaks, wanting to see the thousand-year-old sword spirit and complete the scenic spot check-in.

Wearing the Taoist robe of a true disciple, Ink Yang stood at the gate of the mountain with a smile to greet the guests.

"Lingxiao Sword Open Class - Thousand-year-old cultivation experience sharing, a living fossil in the cultivation world, as long as 998 sects contribute points, you can have an instant epiphany and break through the realm. ”

Ling Xiao sat on the main podium with his cheeks in tow, and saw Mo Yang's gang flickering into the disciples to hand in their contribution points from a distance.

Not bad, not bad, quite smart.

The Spirit Sword Fruit contributed 100 points, and this kid earned almost 10 Spirit Sword Fruits at once.

When everyone was almost seated, Ling Xiao waved his hand to close the mountain gate enchantment, and Ink Yang obediently stood beside Ling Xiao with a fruit plate.

"This matter of cultivating immortals is against the sky, mortals are fighting for life, and elves are opening up spiritual wisdom. After entering Kunlun and worshipping the master, you must know the first step in cultivating immortals. Ling Xiao casually picked up a spirit sword fruit and said while nibbling on it.

The first step in cultivating immortals must be to wash the muscles and marrow.

Bai Xiuxiu nodded, she came from the Bai family, a cultivator, and she was a heavenly spirit root, although she needed a lot of expensive medicinal materials to support her tendons and marrow, she had completed the tempering as early as when she was eight years old.

Li Xuanyuan also nodded, how could the descendants of the royal family not be able to afford the money to wash the muscles and marrow.

However, not everyone present is from the royal family, and most of them cannot afford the price of washing the muscles and marrow. So everyone shook their heads.

Ink Yang was also born as a civilian, but strangely, he neither nodded nor shook his head, still standing beside Ling Xiao with a smile.

Ling Xiao nodded with satisfaction, it seems that after so many years, the washing of tendons and marrow is still not popular, and the Immortal Cultivation Alliance has indeed not achieved the five-hundred-year goal of alleviating poverty in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, which means that she can make a lot of money.

"Your ancestors must have told you about it. There is a strange valley in Miaomiao Peak, and the people who come out of there have a smooth aura around them, as if they have been washed and cut off. Ling Xiao pursed her lips and motioned for Ink Yang to press her shoulder.

Ink Yang instantly understood, and hammered Ling Xiao's shoulders lightly and heavily.

The old man of the sword spirit has not been out of the sword mound for five hundred years, and he really needs to activate his muscles and bones. Thinking so, his smile became more and more sincere.

Ling Xiao's scalp was numb by Ink Yang's laughter, and she wanted to kick him away, but Ink Yang seemed to have seen through her intentions early and stepped aside first.

This kid is really a thief, I miss the stunned little scholar five hundred years ago. It's a pity that he was looked down on by Xi Rulai, and after a while, a monk would go to Wuzhi Mountain to rescue him, and then he would turn to Buddhism as a Taoist priest......

Ling Xiao retracted his thoughts that had floated out, and he felt comfortable when he saw the eager eyes of the young cultivators.

She gave Ink Yang a wink, and Ink Yang started the performance as she had agreed in advance.

I saw him sigh and said, "Miao Miao Peak has been vacant for many years, but there are not many resources left in the Strange Valley, and the old man of the Sword Spirit has been frugal recently, which makes me, the only apprentice, feel very heartbroken when I look at ......it."

"Woo woo woo...... Don't say it, I'll donate 1w contribution points. Bai Xiuxiu has always been a soft-hearted girl, and she was immediately moved by Ink Yang.

From the moment they first entered Miaomiao Peak, they felt that the scene in the mountain was indeed a little bleak, and even the stools they made were fabricated by Bai Xue, not to mention the Immortal Hall of the head of the sect.

Li Xuanyuan saw that Bai Xiuxiu had donated contribution points, and sighed, he had been warned by the immortal Li Guichen before he went out, and he must be cautious when entering Miaomiao Peak, and don't buy things indiscriminately. Obviously, the master ancestor knew the consistent behavior of the Ling Xiao Sword Spirit.

What Li Xuanyuan didn't know was that when the immortal was not a spiritual immortal, Li Guichen, as a child of the royal family, had no magic robe left that had been deceived by Ling Xiao, and he was dressed in a profane garment, and he survived the winter of Kunlun Mountain miserably.

But he really wanted to go into the strange valley of Miaomiao Peak to practice, which was a cultivation resort opened up by the Kunlun Seven Masters Bai Shanyue. Whatever you say, you have to see it.

He groaned, and finally took out a piece of jade pendant, and said, "I also want to see the Strange Valley in the next place." ”

Where did Ling Xiao not recognize the Xuanshui jade in his hand, it was from the same sect as the Xuanshui crystal on the hilt of Ling Xiao's sword, although it was a little worse in quality, but it was also a treasure.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. As he spoke, Ling Xiao opened the barrier of Strange Valley.

Everyone only felt dizzy for a while, and the ice and snow in front of them turned into the fragrance of birds and flowers.

"Washing the muscles and marrow can rely on natural resources and treasures, or you can rely on your own efforts. Ling Xiao curled the corners of his lips slightly, and said, "At that time, everyone was very poor, and the treasures of heaven and earth couldn't rob the guardian demon beasts, and they relied on themselves to wash their muscles and marrow. ”

"You young people, with average qualifications, don't work hard, so if you go to the demon stream like this, I'm afraid you can only come back two or three. Ling Xiao sneered, and lifted a young man with average qualifications and threw it under the waterfall, "Let's rush under the waterfall for three days first, and then wash my brain." ”

At this time, Mo Yang held up a QR code next to Ling Xiao, held a big speaker and said: "The process of washing tendons and marrow is 49 days, worth 1W contribution points, and supports Kunbei on credit." ”

Under Ling Xiao's gaze, Xiuxian Xiaomeng Xinmen obediently scanned the QR code with their Kunlun identity cards. Harm, cultivating immortals really costs money, and they are saddled with a huge debt of 1W in the first step.

However, after they washed under the waterfall for a day, they found that their spiritual power was indeed much more comfortable, and they suddenly felt that the 1w contribution point might still be spent on the blade.

"Ink Yang, you really didn't have a master before?" Ling Xiao knew at the first glance that the spiritual power around this guy was far beyond ordinary people, and there were many small Zhoutian after the speed, purity, and big Zhoutian, and he was accessible at the knuckles of his fingers that others couldn't notice, and the meridians seemed to be a map of the city extending in all directions, as a mortal, it was difficult to achieve without the guidance of an excellent teacher.

I heard Wei Yan say that he was from an ordinary background and had no background, which made people feel even more strange.

Such a person is indeed more suitable for her to be in charge.

"Master, I said that I was born to know my fate, do you believe it or not?" Mo Yang suddenly leaned into Ling Xiao's ear and whispered. It is really worthy of the setting of the second infatuated male, and the deliberately suppressed voice made Ling Xiao feel tingling in his ears.

"Oh, then tell me what your fate is?" Ling Xiao's eyes darkened, she once knew a person who was born to know her fate.

Wisdom to death.

"Poof-master, do you believe this?I'm only in a small Qi refining period, what kind of fate do you know?Why don't you ask the head of the sect to use the star deduction technique to calculate for me?" Ink Yang seemed to notice the change in Ling Xiao's expression, and deliberately used that cheap tone to snort.

"No need, I've figured it out, you're the life of an infatuated man N. ”

What's good about the hero, what's good about the heroine, the destiny is pressed on the body, where is there any freedom.

"Master, I earned 120w contribution points today, do you want to go to Zhenyulou to rub it?"

"What do you think is the first step in cultivating immortals?" Ling Xiao knocked on Ink Yang's head heavily, "Abstinence—"

"Then master, what kind of spirit sword fruit do you eat!"

"As a teacher, as a sword spirit, he has long been separated from the six realms and cannot become an immortal. Ling Xiao nibbled on the last Spirit Sword Fruit, looking very dashing, "Lao Tzu is sleepy, he wants to go to sleep, you supervise them well." ”

Ink Yang looked at Ling Xiao's back as he left, his eyes narrowing slightly.

As a sword spirit, Ling Xiao cannot become an immortal. And his destiny is to become an immortal.