At the end of the day, the sun rises in the east. The glimmer of the morning sun falls through the patio into the courtyard. Eating without saying anything and sleeping without saying anything is the principle that Liu Chen has followed since he was a child. Breakfast is as always, with red bean porridge, crystal buns, and the green stream soup, which is Liu Chan'er's favorite food.

After breakfast, the brother and sister asked their father to take their leave, and then prepared to walk towards Jinghu. Before leaving, Liu Tianyu stopped Liu Chen and said, "Reflect on it all night, can you gain anything?" "The child is stupid and has nothing to gain", Liu Chen did not want to deceive his father in his heart. His eyes swept over Liu Chen's immature face and stubborn expression, and he saw himself in a trance, the same incomprehensible and sophisticated, and an indescribable emotion surged into his heart.

The sleeping mountain forest wakes up in a burst of chickens and dogs. The willow cicadas, who are lively by nature, are scurrying around in the mountains and forests non-stop, which can frighten the creatures of the mountain streams.

Squirrels, birds, and other creatures of all kinds are constantly harassed in various ways. Liu Chen quickly put his worries behind under the infection of Liu Chan'er, and walked quickly towards Mirror Lake in the cold wind of the early morning.

After passing through several steep mountain roads in a row, I finally saw the appearance of Mirror Lake. The water of the lake is crystal clear and there is not a trace of impurities. The cold wind passed, but the water did not rise. The water is as smooth as a mirror, and standing on a boat paddling towards the island in the middle of the lake is like walking on the clouds. After going to the island, walk through a bamboo forest path, bypass several forest pavilions, and a bamboo house comes into view.

There is a stone table in front of the bamboo house, and next to the stone table, a middle-aged man in a gray Confucian shirt is sitting quietly. Respectfully, "Teacher". "Well, here, sit", the middle-aged man cherished the words like gold.

On the stone table, there are two celadon cups, which contain a colorless liquid that exudes a fragrance. Although Liu Chan'er was sitting in a precarious position, her eyes were staring at the porcelain cup, and she smacked her lips from time to time. Liu Chen, as a brother, has no waves on the surface, but it is also difficult to resist temptation.

"Drink it", looking at the expressions of the two, the middle-aged man said with a smile. The impatient Liu Chan'er quickly picked up the teacup and drank it all. The moment the tip of the tongue touched, a warm current spread through the body like lightning, and the willow cicada was in a hot spring. "Uh-huh," Liu Chan'er couldn't help but make a sound. Although it is not the first time for Liu Chen to drink it, it can bring a different feeling every time. The teacher said that the mood is different, and the feelings are also different.

"Ah, it's delicious, but it's a little less. It would be nice if I could drink it every day", Liu Chan'er squinted Nan Nan and muttered to herself. "Ouch, teacher, why are you beating me" Liu Chan'er covered her forehead with one hand. "You glutton, you spend your days thinking about eating. When I have such vigor in my practice, I can worry less about it," the teacher doesn't have a good qi.

After drinking morning tea, it is time to teach. First of all, there is an hour of reading and practicing calligraphy, followed by an hour of practice theory and finally practical exercises. Follow the teacher to the east and walk dozens of zhang, you can see a three-story bamboo pavilion built near the lake.

The name of the attic is Jingxin Study, which is the place where Liu Chen's brothers and sisters read and practice calligraphy. Entering the first floor, there are two desks placed in the center, on which are placed pen, ink, paper and inkstone. The two sides of the desk are decorated with several exotic flowers and plants, revealing an elegant and quiet meaning.

After the siblings were seated, Mr. Long picked up a book of poetry from the lesson plan and read it aloud. "The cypress boat is full of the same boat, and it is also the flow. Sleepless, if there are hidden worries. The micro self has no wine, so as to swim. I can't learn from it. There are also brothers, and they cannot be relied upon. Bo Yan complained, and he was angry. My heart is a stone, and I can't turn it. My heart is full of bandits, and I can't ...... it" Mr. Long recited aloud with emotion, and the Chen Cicada brothers and sisters followed the recitation seriously.

The time for reading always flies quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it is even time.

"I'm so tired when I'm finally done," the cicada moaned as her aching arms moved. Liu Chen wrote the last few sentences with the dragon and snake, and put the pen on the pen stand, and his joy was overflowing. The practice of pen cultivation day after day has finally yielded results, and the copying of the official book "Ode to the Stone Gate" has seen its god.

"Hmph," Liu Chan'er, who came behind Liu Chen, snatched the rice paper from Liu Chen's hand, "Not bad, not bad, but it's a pity that it's a little worse than me" Liu Chan'er crossed her waist with one hand, pretending to be a gentleman. "Yes, who can be as smart as you" Liu Chen touched her head. "Of course," Liu Chan'er held her head high, and accepted the praise calmly.

The cold wind was howling, rolling up gusts of bamboo, and in the middle of a clearing in the forest, Mr. Long stood with his hands behind his back.

"The most taboo thing to practice is laziness, only diligent practice can achieve something, remember", Mr. Long looked serious.

"Yes, Teacher".

"Today, we will talk about the precautions for transforming the spirit realm in the three spirit realms. The Spiritual Transformation Realm is the second realm of the Three Spiritual Realms, which is an extension of the Spiritual Realm and the foundation of the Returning Spiritual Realm......"

Liu Chen held his breath and listened carefully. For him who is about to enter this realm, it can be said that it is the right time.

Minutes and seconds passed, and noon had arrived. After finishing the morning's study, Liu Chan'er could finally rest. I didn't know where I turned over a plate of pastries, and I was sitting at the stone table in front of the bamboo house, eating happily.

"Teacher, do you want to eat?" Cicada pointed to the plate and asked, at the same time secretly entangled in her heart, which one or two, more reluctant, less than there was a reluctance. Mr. Long looked at her with a tangled look, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart. "Don't worry, it's all yours, don't regret it as long as you have a while."

At this time, Liu Chen is not as leisurely as her, and the gentleman is far away from cooking, and it will not work at all in him. Ginger fish fillet, braised fish bones, eight treasure rabbit dices, Longjing bamboo sun, and the indispensable Bijian soup. Presented one by one in Liu Chen's hands. Among them, Bijian soup has been taken as an example, it has to be made with celery, sesame, fennel, salt and other spices, because the color is clear and the taste is sweet, it is still Bijian, so it has this name.

"Why don't you eat cicadas, doesn't it taste good", Liu Chen asked. Liu Chan'er didn't want to mention how sad she was at this time, she knew that she would have eaten less. The puffing up willow cicada had no choice but to give up other delicacies and take a spoonful of soup and drink it. didn't want to answer Liu Chen's question, Liu Chen was bored with himself, so he had to shut up and eat.

After lunch and a short rest, Mr. Long led the siblings to the north of the island in the middle of the lake. After passing through a few medicine gardens and crossing a few stone bridges, the group of three stopped in front of an arch. Next to the arch covered by the barren grass, there is a half-cut blue rock like the earth, and the two sons of the sword mound are faintly visible on the exposed surface.

Liu Chen stood behind the teacher, and when he raised his eyes, all kinds of sword weapons in the sword mound could not be enumerated, or inserted into the ground, or gathered into a sword mound. The sword is a killing soldier, and if it is divided, it is weak, and if it gathers, it is strong.

In Liu Chen's eyes, the sky above the sword mound was filled with a massive amount of invisible sword qi, which was entanglement with each other, devouring and strengthening itself. Mr. Long's long sleeves shone brightly, and the enchantment that imprisoned the sword mound suddenly opened, and the sword qi rushed out like an angry tide that broke the embankment.

"Retreat", the teacher cleared, and the torrent of sword qi disappeared out of thin air. Although it is not the first time I have seen it, the spiritual shock has always been the same. Stepping into the sword mound, the sound of sword groans is endless.

"Chen'er, go ahead."

"Yes, teacher", Liu Chen took a deep breath and walked inside with the Xuantie Sword on his back. Last time, I only walked less than five zhang away, not even one-sixth of it, and this time I must be refined.

"Cicada," follow the teacher to Sixiang Island. "It's the teacher", Liu Chan'er glanced back at her brother, and followed the teacher away. Sixiang Island is a companion island of Bamboo Island, located northeast of Bamboo Island.

At this time, every time Liu Chen took a step forward, the invisible coercion in the void weighed every point. When he was close to Wuzhang, Liu Chen was already struggling. The invisible sword qi fell on his body, and the pinprick stabbing pain followed him like a shadow, and the sweat had soaked through his body.

Liu Chen used all his power, and his spiritual power roared through the meridians of his body. Liu Chen not only had to resist the sword qi entering his body, but also suppressed the Xuantie sword behind him to prevent it from coming out of its sheath. If the sword is unsheathed, the training fails.

"Success or failure in one fell swoop", Liu Chen took a deep breath, raised his foot and took the last step of Wuzhang, "boom", a thunderous sound exploded in Liu Chen's ears, and the long sword behind his back suddenly left his body. However, Liu Chen stood still and was not ejected from the sword formation, but closed his eyes tightly, and his body remained motionless.

The sword qi that had originally filled it dissipated invisibly after the thunder, forming a vacuum shield around Liu Chen. "Where is this?" Liu Chen felt that he was in a white world of nothingness, and the silence around him was surprisingly quiet.

When he was in doubt, in the void white world, countless villains suddenly appeared out of thin air, and they held all kinds of long swords and began to move. Their moves are subtle and have their own merits. For a while, Liu Chen was stunned and immersed in the world of sword shadows.

On the other hand, after the cicada followed the teacher to Sixiang Island, she began to practice spiritual arts. Those who can practice this art are all gifted and have strong souls.

At this time, Liu Chan'er was in the midst of four giant stone henges, and each stone pillar was carved with four animal patterns, including Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu, Green Dragon, and White Tiger. Outside the Four Spirit Array, Mr. Long saw that it was ready, and with a wave of his right hand, the Vermilion Bird Stone Pillar located in the south direction suddenly became magnificent, and the Vermilion Bird carving on it actually left the body, turning into a spirit body flapping its wings and singing.

"Well, ghost, willow, star, zhang, wing, zhen", the willow cicada spoke softly, and the vermilion bird swooped down towards the willow cicada under the traction of the seven nights, setting off a scorching fire.

Liu Chan'er pursed the corners of her mouth, tiptoed to the ground, did not retreat but advanced, and faced up. The Vermilion Bird spirit body turned into a streamer and rushed into the body of the willow cicada, making it difficult to breathe under the feeling of suffocation, but it still needed to grit its teeth and persevere.

"Recite the fire mantra", the teacher's voice sounded in his ears. Liu Chan'er didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly recited a mantra. The irascible Suzaku slowly calmed down under the spell and circled around the willow cicada's body. It can be seen with the naked eye that the dotted fire spirit detached from the Vermilion Bird and melted into the body of the willow cicada.

The cultivation time passed quickly, and Liu Chen came out of the sword mound and it was already sunset. "I didn't expect that there would be such benefits after Wuzhang", Liu Chen walked towards the bamboo house with an excited face.

"I'm so tired, if only I could rest for a day," Liu Chan'er said to herself while lying on the bamboo recliner. "Ah, brother, why are you knocking me on the head", Liu Chan'er covered her forehead and glared at Liu Chen. "One day just think about beautiful things, be careful and become a little lazy pig in the future", Liu Chen laughed, ignoring the willow cicada with teeth and claws on the side, and walked towards the bamboo house.

"I'm going to become a little lazy pig, it's all up to you," Liu Chan'er said fiercely. At the same time, I thought to myself who made your cooking so delicious.

After dinner, the Liu Chen brothers and sisters said goodbye to their teacher and walked towards Guiyunzhuang.

"Brother, the teacher said that there is an old man visiting tomorrow, let's take a day off, or we will go to Yunmeng Town tomorrow" Liu Chan'er pretended to beg. As soon as Liu Chen heard it, he knew what she was paying attention to, and she didn't expose it. "Okay, just to see the excitement of the River God Festival", Liu Chen looked at Guiyunzhuang Road at night.