"This is the Heaven Replenishing Pill," Xuan Mao solemnly took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket and handed it to Li Wan, "Although your talent and soul are not outstanding, you are upright, strong, and even a little bit of blood, all of which are in line with the essence of the Forbidden Heaven Guard." Master Kang admires you very much, and specially asked me to give you this Tiantian Pill to take to strengthen your soul and improve your talent. ”

Unplugged the cork at the mouth of the bottle, and a pungent coolness rushed to his mind, making Li Wan involuntarily sneez.

A dark green ball was poured into the palm of his hand, dripping and spinning, and he kept moving.

"How do you eat this?" Li Wan looked at Xuanmao expectantly.

Xuanmao may not have expected Li Wan to open the medicine bottle so quickly, and glanced at Li Wan strangely, "Just swallow it directly---"

"Slap ---" Li Wan covered her mouth with one hand and made a crisp sound. There was a squirm up and down in his throat, and the Mending Heaven Pill was swallowed by Li Wan so cleanly.

The throat, chest, and lower abdomen, a line of cold.

The cat's face was full of surprise, and the mouth was big enough to swallow an egg: "You just ate it like this?"

Li Wan looked at the Xuanmao and asked unremittingly, "Isn't this how you eat?" Thinking of this, Li Wan's face couldn't help but change.

"You're not afraid of being poisonous?"

"Are you going to lie to me?"

Li Wan's eyes widened, and suddenly thought of a very serious problem, Xuan Mao can deceive people! And it is a very powerful kind.

Spit out, must spit out.

Li Wan, who bent over and desperately picked his throat with his fingers, heard a fluttering word in his ear.

"Don't worry, it's not poisonous. Kill you, waste with poison. Slender fingers flicked quickly in his trouser pockets, and two small porcelain vases swirled between his fingers.

Replenish the Heavenly Pill, Damage the Heavenly Pill, and Cover the Heavenly Pill, the difference between one word is thousands of miles.

Which kind of food did Li Wan eat?

"And this," a palm-sized wooden box was handed to Li Wan, "put your realm key in." ”

Waiting for Li Wan to put the rusty piece of copper into the wooden box, Xuanmao snorted coldly, pinched his five fingers heavily, and the wooden box became the size of a coin in a blink of an eye. Slowly rolled to the fingertips of the cat, and stood there quietly.

"Put it away for yourself, and don't usually take it out to show off. The Xuanmao flicked his fingers, and the small wooden block flew into Li Wan's arms.

"When you get to school, watch more, learn more, think more, but talk less," Xuan Mao walked slowly, his voice getting deeper and lower, "Your talent is not good, although you have taken the Heaven Replenishing Pill, you may still be slow to learn things." Don't be in a hurry, be slow, be steady. Got it?"

"Thank you. ”

Xuanmao's inaudible voice sighed, and he looked at the sincere Li Wan for a long time with a complicated face, and then recovered, "You're welcome." ”

The opening time of the school is set on the ninth day of September every year, not to commemorate the Chung Yeung Festival, but to take nine as the number of poles, and the meaning of repeating the cycle.

There is still one week left for the start of school.

"Two conditions, I will emphasize two conditions. One is to keep a low profile, and the second is to enter the Taoist Academy, not the Xuanyuan. ”

Bai Fangqing got up very early, stepped on the faint morning light, and lowered his head to carefully sweep the fallen leaves on the street.

Last night the autumn wind blew and sprinkled the golden yellow of a street.

The black cat has been gone for three days. Bai Fangqing recalls the words and deeds of Xuanmao when he was with him every day.

The real senior management does not directly point fingers at their subordinates, and their words and deeds have a deep meaning.

As Bai Fangqing, who guards the South Road, after seeing the Xuan Mao of the Nine Envoys, he is figuring out the other intentions of the Xuan Mao every day.

Low-key, understandable.

However, how do you explain the Xuanyuan? The students there are either from Taoist families, or their own talents and qualifications are amazing, it can be said that everyone is a high-profile existence, how can they be low-key there? There is also the young man named Li Wan, although he lives with him, he does not talk to himself much, just like two parallel lines in the same house.

On a late autumn morning, an old cleaner, perhaps tired, sat on the side of the road with a broom in his arms, and his orange overalls added a bit of bright color to the cold environment.

Feeling out a crumpled piece of paper, Fang Qingbai narrowed his eyes. As the town guard of South Road, it is naturally easy to get a copy of the enrollment list information of that school.

"A total of 349 people were recommended by the various forbidden guards, and a total of four classes and 36 people were enrolled. It's difficult. Bai Fangqing shook his head and muttered to himself. Slightly revealing a bit of pleasant look.

The task is difficult, and the results will be seen by the superiors after completion.

It's a challenge, isn't it an opportunity?

According to the usual practice, Bai Fangqing finished sweeping the road, rode on a three-wheeled cleaning car, and slowly rode in the direction of home.

In front of a low bungalow in an urban village, a small square table is set up. Two bowls of hot rice porridge, a plate of pickled vegetables, and a green plastic frame filled with four thick fritters.

Li Wan sat on a small bamboo stool, holding a book in her hand, looking down with relish. Hearing the familiar car bell, Li Wan looked up at Bai Fangqing, nodded slightly and said hello.

"Changing books again?" Bai Fangqing took out a metal basin of water, ready to wash his hands and eat, and noticed that the book in Li Wan's hand seemed to be a little thicker than the one a few days ago.

"Well, this time it's a cultivator. Li Wan raised the book in his hand to Bai Fangqing, "It's quite interesting." ”

"Cultivation?" Bai Fangqing put down the basin in his hand and took the book. After a cursory flip, he gave Li Wan "You're going to school and practice soon, and you're still reading these nonsense books?"

"Lao Bai, do you say that after we practice, will it be like what is said in the book, in the future, we can also slash the sun and moon with a sword and shatter the earth?"

"Yes," Bai Fangqing nodded affirmatively, "but at least after the Six Realms." ”

"Six Realms?" Li Wan looked dull, "Isn't it Qi Cultivation to Cast the Foundation and Tie Dan Yuanying? What is the realm of these Six Realms?"

"You won't take it seriously, will you?" Bai Fangqing looked surprised, and ten thousand heads of your horse ran over in his heart.

If this kid reads a book and sees it as a neuropath, how can the director of the department explain it? Could it be that he can confidently say to the director of the department, I have trained a master of the infant for you, and now you are admitted to the neurological hospital?

To guide slowly, Bai Fangqing cheered up his trembling heart. Don't be in a hurry, if you stimulate him, the consequences will be unimaginable!

"Actually, it's similar to reality in this book," Bai Fangqing organized his language, and said cautiously, "Our cultivation is generally to practice qi first, and to practice qi, the main thing is to let the small world in our body have a preliminary communication with the external environment, you can feel a certain element of the outside, and establish some connections." This is why cultivation requires a divine soul, everyone has a divine soul, but the strength is different, the stronger the divine soul, the more sensitive the perception of external elements, and the cultivation is relatively easier. ”

"Isn't it the spiritual root? I know that. Li Wan magically combined books and reality, "And then?"

Resisting the urge to kill the young man in front of him, Bai Fangqing opened his mouth again and explained: "If you have succeeded in practicing qi, you can intercept and preserve some elements from the outside world in your body, and cultivators can send out some simple disappearances, such as raising a flame in your hand or gathering a small water ball, but these elements must be in contact with the caster's body. This level is generally called the art world. ”

"Oh, it turns out that there is still elemental perception," Li Wan muttered to herself.

"You haven't eaten either, have you?" Bai Fangqing began to change the subject, "Let's eat first." ”

"Yes, let's eat first," Li Wan put down the book listlessly, "The book said, now that the pollution is serious, the population is large, and the aura is scarce, it is no longer suitable for cultivation." ”

Bai Fangqing really wanted to lift Li Wan's ears and tell him the eternal truths of yin and yang, the growth and decline of yin and yang, and the birth of the five elements.

If a fish is in water and does not know that there is water, how can a man understand the Tao in the Tao?

Bai Fangqing snorted coldly, picked up the bowl, and ordered in a deep voice: "Eat," swallowing a mouthful of rice porridge, Bai Fangqing added another sentence, "Don't talk when you eat!"

Li Wan, who was about to sigh again, was like a duck pinched by the neck, and her full stomach was suffocated back to her stomach.

After a few gobbling up, Bai Fangqing took advantage of Li Wan's clean-up time, quickly slipped out of the yard, took out his mobile phone and dialed a hotline.

"Hello, I want to report that there is a rented store in XX urban village in our city, which has no business license, rents out some books that promote violence and superstition, and many of these books are pirated! I hope you guys deal with it soon. Ah, what's my name? I'm a zealous citizen! No thanks!"