He started with the first bookshelf and rummaged through it from top to bottom, first scanning the title, then flipping through a few pages, and skipping it when he saw that it was useless to him.

"Lingguang, Lingguang, I'm going to find a book about Lingguang! Hey, there it is!" Yan Yue flipped to a book on the theory of cultivating truth, and quickly flipped through it.

In addition to looking for explanations about the surprisingly fast cultivation speed, Yan Yue also wanted to find information about spiritual light.

There was a mist on the outside of his aura, preventing the light from leaking out, making his cultivation speed extremely slow.

After Yan Yue discovered that his ability to refine spiritual power exceeded that of ordinary people, he thought that since spiritual power and wine strength could be refined, could the mist outside the spiritual light also be refined?

He thought of doing it, but after tossing for several days, he still had no way to deal with the mist, and it was inconvenient to consult others about this matter, so he hoped to find a record similar to his spiritual light in various books, in order to get rid of the dilemma of having his cultivation speed limited.

Yan Yue flipped through all of this book and found that it was just an ordinary theoretical book, and the content recorded on it, except for the introduction of the four qualities of spiritual light and the relationship with cultivation speed, the rest of the information was useless to Yan Yue.

After Yan Yue searched for a long time, he found another book about spiritual light, but what was recorded on it was only the generation of spiritual light, the role of spiritual light, etc.

After Yan Yue saw it, his cognition of Lingguang improved a lot, but it was of no help to the problems he faced.

Only when the body has the aura of the soul can one have the conditions to become a cultivator.

After the spiritual light is injected into the sea of consciousness, it gives us the initial spiritual power, which not only affects the speed of cultivation, but also affects the weight of the exorcism, the strength of the divine consciousness, and the comprehension of the monk.

According to that, except for the fact that my cultivation speed is slower than others, the latter three are all stronger than ordinary people, which means that my aura is actually better than others?

After Yan Yue just opened the light, he could drive more than ten catties of heavy objects without exploding potential, and after opening the pulse, his divine sense coverage was wide, and his comprehension was surprisingly high.

After reading many books about spiritual light, he finally knew where these superior abilities came from.

Cultivators have keen perception, clear ears and eyes, and developed intelligence, and when they meditate hard, they often have a flash of inspiration in their minds, and the problem will be solved. These abilities come from aura.

The strength of the aura is an innate natural ability, and it cannot be cultivated to make it more high-quality. I haven't heard of any ancestor who can make the aura brighter than it was at the beginning through cultivation.

Yan Yue closed a book about spiritual light again, and sighed heavily.

......

Soon after the battle for the mine was over and the army returned, the Yunyang Sect Master gathered all the sect members and made a speech, claiming that he wanted to avenge Elder Lei and let the sect people cultivate hard.

The only remaining members of the law enforcement team were full of righteous indignation and begged the sect to avenge their master immediately.

Yunyang Sect Master said that the time had not yet come, so that they would always remember this revenge in their hearts, and when the time was ripe in the future, they would avenge their master.

Then he went on to talk about his exploits.

Before the departure of the army, he announced that as long as those who participated in the war returned after the war, they could become third-class honorary disciples, and the original honorary disciples would become second-class honorary disciples.

At this time, he said that this matter needed to be pressed, and he would wait until all the spirit stone mines were recaptured.

Only those who died in battle, he posthumously sealed them one by one at this moment.

And the temporary disciples who went to open the mine that he had promised would naturally not fulfill the matter of each of them being a low-grade spirit stone when they returned after the war.

Yan Yue's original plan to sell the remaining chicken rib wine after the temporary disciples returned, also fell in vain.

After the people who participated in the battle for the mine returned, they did not receive the remuneration agreed in advance, and they have been entangled with the high-level of the sect for the past few days.

The high-level was annoyed by the harassment, and scolded, Elder Lei has all died in battle, but you are still there to care about your few spirit stones?

The disciples didn't dare to say much, and someone said: "Hey, it's already very good, the brothers who died in the battle all have been posthumously sealed." ”

"You're stupid, you don't need to spend spirit stones to chase the seal. ”

The promised reward was not received, and the participants were all slandered in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say anything, and they poured all their anger on the heads of the registered disciples.

They are working the front line, and even the temporary disciples who don't have the slightest true yuan in their bodies have been recruited to open mines, but these registered disciples are sitting in the sect and enjoying the blessings of Qi people, why?!

They often come to live in groups of three or five, and when they see those registered disciples who have no background in the sect, they will catch and beat them.

After the high-level leaders of the sect learned about this, Fei Dan did not stop it, but felt that it was a good thing, and it was just an opportunity to take this opportunity to motivate those worthless registered disciples, so that they could grow up quickly, so that they could have an effect on the sect.

Those disciples of the fourth or fifth level of Qi refining were just cannon fodder in the battle for the mine, and among them, there were those whose friends died, or those who were seriously injured, and when they returned after the battle, they didn't even have a little reward, but the dead were chased after each other, and they were the most angry.

"Let's go, the injury is better, go and beat a few named disciples to vent your anger!"

"Damn, when I see these registered disciples, I get angry! We are working hard in front, but they are chic and comfortable in the back, what a uncle!"

Several formal disciples who were still wrapped in bandages walked straight to the residence of the registered disciples, and when they passed near the library pavilion, they saw a registered disciple dressed in gray, who walked out of the pavilion with a lot of heart, and swaggered in front of them.

A tall formal disciple immediately swelled up with anger in his heart, and after scolding, he flew up and kicked it.

The named disciple, as if thinking about something, was defenseless, and was kicked directly to the ground by this kick, and he immediately jumped up from the ground and glared angrily at the tall man who had kicked him down.

This registered disciple was Yan Yue, he was on the second floor of the library pavilion, and after looking through it for a long time, he didn't find any books about his current two predicaments. He was irritable in his heart, walking and walking, and he was kicked to the ground, and he immediately became angry, glaring at the man who kicked him down.

The tall man, seeing Yan Yue's unconvinced look, widened his eyes, and said viciously: "What do you see!

Yan Yue was kicked by the other party for no reason, he was furious, jumped up, and punched the tall Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Immediately after, he grabbed the tall man by the collar and jumped up again in succession, slamming his fist on the tall celestial spirit cover every time he jumped.

Gao never thought that a named disciple would dare to fight back, defenseless, plus he was injured, he was firmly punched by Yan Yue a few times, and after shaking in place a few times, he fell to the ground, life and death are unknown.

Several other people didn't expect that a mere named disciple would actually make a move directly at them, and after seeing Yan Yue knock down the tall one, his eyes looked at them, and he was afraid.

They didn't even forget to use spells, their fingers trembled and pointed at Yan Yue, "You, you, you actually dare to fight a formal disciple!"

Yan Yue's eyes widened, and he walked towards them step by step.

These people, trembling with fright, hurriedly ran away, saying as they ran, "You kind of wait here!"

Yan Yue was not ready yet, and explained that the cultivation speed was surprisingly fast, and before that, the cultivation would not be shown in front of others.

In the eyes of the other party, he is a registered disciple.

A registered disciple beats a formal disciple, just like a subordinate beats his master, and a person with a humble status beats a person with a noble status.

The few escapees immediately ran to call for someone, and after a while, a large group of people with swords in their hands rushed here in a rage, and Yan Yue was long gone.

They quickly inquired about Yan Yue's identity and residence, "What's wrong with the disciples recruited by Elder Zhuji by making an exception? We are still the disciples recruited by Elder Zhuji! Let's go and settle accounts with him!"

Many of the official disciples had received the news, and they had heard that a registered disciple had beaten the official disciples, and at this time, a group of them were about to go to the person to settle accounts, and the people who got the news joined the team one after another.

A group of people beat a person, they only kicked a few times on the side, even if something big happened, it didn't count them on their heads.

Everyone is thinking like this, and the team is getting bigger and bigger.

When everyone came to the courtyard where Yan Yue lived, they found that the doors of each room were closed, and there was a table in the courtyard facing the gate, and one person was sitting at the table, facing the courtyard door, holding a wine glass, and drinking calmly.

The tall man who was knocked to the ground by Yan Yue was just knocked unconscious, he recognized that the person who was drinking was Yan Yue, pointed at Yan Yue and said, "It's him!"

Everyone rushed into the courtyard with swords, and saw a wine gourd on the table in the courtyard, and a kitchen knife, the kitchen knife was embedded diagonally in the corner of the table, and the tip of the knife was facing the courtyard door.

When everyone saw Yan Yue put on this posture, they couldn't help but be stunned, and they didn't step forward for a while, and the leader sneered, "You didn't run away, you are still waiting for us here, do you think that a kitchen knife on the table can scare us?!"

Yan Yue drank all the wine in the wine glass, glanced at him coldly, and asked lightly, "I just ask, how many lives does each of you have?"

The leader, after hearing this, showed a look of being frightened and stupid, shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, and looked to the left and right with an exaggerated expression.

Everyone burst out laughing, "You're not mistaken, you are a registered disciple, and you dare to ask how many lives we have?"

"Senior brothers, let's go together, even if we don't kill him today, we will cripple him!"

In the shouting of everyone, the leader's aura immediately came up, and the frightened look on his face gradually retracted, and sneered: "Originally, if you apologized obediently, we might have spared your life, but now, no matter how you beg for mercy, it's useless!"

When Yan Yue saw that everyone would rush up as soon as the leader gave an order, he immediately slapped it on the table, and there was a loud "bang", and everyone was temporarily stopped.

Yan Yue picked up the kitchen knife in one hand and said coldly: "Today, I may die under your chaotic sword, but as long as any of you dare to do it, you must be prepared to become the soul of my sword!

At this time, Yan Yue was like a beast that had been cornered, even if he couldn't survive today, he had to pounce on a few people before he died.