The introductory course of cultivation is set up in the main peak square, because there are many people who come to study, although the number of new disciples is only more than 100 people, but many outer disciples and idle miscellaneous servants will also come, and this kind of thing is what every life desires.

The square was already sparsely filled with people, most of whom sat on the ground. In the center of the square, a huge futon was placed, and more than 100 smaller futons were placed below, and many people were already seated, all of whom were formal disciples of the third generation, and others were standing or sitting scattered around.

Shirai walked through the bustling crowd and sat on the futon in the corner, and Dou'er followed behind Shirai, attracting many eyes. Coupled with Shirai's unusual handsomeness, the discussion is widespread.

"Hey, it's good to look evil, and you hook up with a little girl so quickly. ”

"What's the use of growing well, and you can't eat it as a meal, Dogan is not the same waste. A mockery came from behind him.

As if he hadn't heard it, Shirai thought to himself that next time he would remember to bring a futon to Dou'er, it would look good when he was standing, but it was too conspicuous.

Hearing the surrounding discussions, the disciples sitting on the futon also looked back at Shirai, and the mockery and contemptuous eyes came again.

"He's the one who was selected to be selected to the bluestone peak because of his good looks? hehe, I'm laughing to death, what does the bluestone peak master think, hahaha. "If there really is such a mentally retarded person, Shirai thought like this, every time he saw this kind of character in the novel in his previous life, he suspected that the author was trying to attract the reader's attention, but I didn't expect that there really was.

Sitting in the middle of the first row is Yun Yao, sitting straight, quiet as if in a steady position, only the long flowing hair is moving with the wind. The arrogant and cold aura made the few teenagers sitting around dare not move. Hearing the voice, Yun Yao turned her head slowly, glanced at Bai Jing lightly, her eyes did not contain any emotion, and the people around her suddenly quieted down, wondering why Yun Yao had to look back at that good-looking waste, because in this world, strength is the most important.

Bai Jing also looked at Yun Yao, looking at each other, one was praised as a celestial, and the other was dismissed as a waste.

With a short whistle, the elder who was lecturing came from the sky with a sword and landed on the huge futon that had already been arranged, and the disciples below shouted one after another.

"Wow! it's Elder Yang Yijian!"

The person who came turned out to be Yang Yijian, the elder of the Sword Law Hall, it is rumored that Yang Yijian's swordsmanship is unique, he is obsessed with studying, and his realm is second only to the head of Shan Zhengyang, but he has never accepted disciples in his life, and it is rumored that he has never taught three generations of disciples before. Although it is said that the three generations of disciples will be the disciples of which peak they enter, and they will recognize the peak master as a teacher, but if any elder wants to accept him as a personal disciple, as long as the peak master agrees, of course, the condition is that the new disciples of the three years are more than before, but this situation is almost rare.

A light cough spread through the ears of a hundred people in the square, as bright as a bell.

Yang Yijian sat cross-legged, dressed in a cyan robe, with sharp sword eyebrows and eyes, not angry and arrogant.

After glancing at the square, Yang Yijian went straight to the point and said, "Today is the first time that most of you have really come into contact with the Tao, so I'll talk about how to cultivate!"

"The avenue is three thousand, and the Tao becomes an immortal! Humans and animals are ghostly, chasing ten thousand laws, and the extreme is poor, and they can all attain the Tao in the end. But you must keep in mind that the Tao is ruthless, and there is also affection! There is no good and evil in the Tao, and there is also good and evil!" Yang Yijian's voice was mighty, like the sunshine outside the door, shining into everyone's hearts, and everyone listened and thought in a daze, as if they had fallen into eternal contemplation.

Only Bai Jing raised his head at this time and looked into the distance, his eyes were clear, like a bowl of rippling water.

At this moment, Yang Yijian, who had been sitting upright lecturing, moved his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Bai Jing, and then ignored it and continued to teach without a pause.

There is a mountain protection array in the mountain, so that the four seasons in the mountain are like spring, the slightest breeze blows the cheeks, flows through the tips of the hair, the smell of grass around is floating, the beans standing beside him are wide-eyed, pouting, listening to the extra careful, Baijing feels everything, can't help but raise the corners of his mouth, this kind of life is really good.

Before he knew it, it was almost dusk, Yang Yijian got up, and said in a deep voice: "Today is here, tomorrow to check the schoolwork!" After that, he paced away, only to see that only a few steps, he walked a long way, and his blue clothes were like a phantom.

Bai Jing thought to himself, Elder Yang is not the kind of teacher who is very good at expression, but he is also teaching his disciples in his own way, for example, when Elder Yang came and when he left, the way he came was different, but he showed two absolute supernatural powers in the eyes of mortals, although he did not speak, but it greatly inspired these newcomers who had just entered the cultivation, including Bai Jing, who hoped that one day he could travel so freely and walk alone in the world.

Most of the people in the square were still immersed in Elder Yang Yijian's lectures, and some of them couldn't wait to practice and had already begun to meditate on the square, Bai Jing and Yun Yao got up at the same time, the two looked at each other, and a cold and indifferent breath came, Bai Jing turned around, picked off the broken grass blades on Dou'er's body, took Dou'er's arm, and walked towards Qingshi Peak.

The indifference on Yun Yao's body is the indifference of life and death, maybe she knows that most people will eventually turn into ashes on this vast avenue, and she was born a different person, this is different, just like a swan and a flying insect.

Back in the small courtyard, Bai Jing began to clean up and cook, Dou'er hurriedly grabbed the work in Bai Jing's hands, and was busy with it, Bai Jing didn't plan to let her serve him when he brought Dou'er, but looking at Dou'er's serious and careful appearance, he couldn't bear to disturb it.

During the meal, Dou'er and Bai Jing told about their life experience, Dou'er had no parents since she was a child, and had been living with a grandfather who begged for a living, and her grandfather died when she was six years old, and then Dou'er followed the aunt who was a female red in the village to learn weaving, do some chores, in exchange for a bite of food, until she was taken to the mountain gate by the mountain people to be a waiter.

Shirai arranged Dou'er in the downstairs room, and lived upstairs by himself, and when Dou'er saw his room, he jumped up happily for the first time and cleaned up like a little adult.

After settling the beans, Shirai sat cross-legged on the bed, with a faint candle lit on the table next to the bed. According to the method taught by Elder Yang during the day, Bai Jing began to try his cultivation for the first time.

The sea of the beginning of the qi, through the Shenque, the upper body, the lower pole, the Shenting and round trip, it is a small circulation.

I don't know if after a long time, I didn't feel a trace of qi at all, but Bai Jing was not disappointed, because he knew that he was a hundred times more difficult than others in cultivation, and he had already made full preparations.

Putting down the cultivation manual in his hand, Shirai turned off the lights and fell asleep, the night was quiet, and the sound of insects outside the window came from time to time.

Suddenly, Bai Jing only felt that the white light protruded, and his body fell into the abyss like a high cliff, and the surroundings were filled with milky white light, and after a while, there was no pain from falling to the ground, but just fell on a huge yin and yang gossip, yang white as jade, yin black as the netherworld.

In the middle of the gossip sat an old man, who looked like an immortal and had slender eyebrows.