Bai Zhang looked at the so many spirit stones in his hand, and he was also stunned and at a loss. As far as he knew, monks who had not yet built a foundation received no more than ten spirit stones on the main peak every month. This senior brother of Zhou Ill gave away dozens of spirit stones casually, which is really generous!

"Senior brother, you have made a fortune! Why did that sick Taoist priest give you so many gifts? Wan Zhuo felt uncomfortable with the restraint of the robe on his body, and ripped open the placket on his chest, revealing the wound that was still scarring, looking at these many things, drooling.

"How do I know, senior brother, I just play the flute every day, I guess that senior brother Zhou thinks I play the flute well. Bai Zhang replied with a grin.

Wan Zhuo's heart moved, and he hurriedly asked: "Senior brother, I also listened to your song today, and my mind was calm, so I broke through the pulse." Thank you. I just want to ask, what kind of tune are you playing, so easy to use?"

"Qingyin spectrum, I found it in Ziwei Hall, the first layer I have just practiced, there are five layers! It's a pity that my realm is not enough, since it is useful to you, I will blow a section every day. ”

"Thank you, brother!"

After a few more days, Wan Zhuo consolidated his Qi Refining Realm and began to settle down to grind a spell scroll in his hand, Lightning Strike, but after more than ten days, he couldn't throw it into his method.

"The vitality enters from the Shenmen, condenses in the Lao Valley and intersects with the red fire of Shaofu to form a palm thunder, flying out like a sharp sword, shaped like thunder and lightning."

The more Wan Zhuo thought about it, the more wrong it became, but Senior Brother Zhaopu directly drew a bolt of lightning from the air, not from the palm of his hand, could there be something wrong? Just as Wan Zhuo was confused, he suddenly heard another noisy voice in Bai Zhang's room next door, so he took the scroll and pushed the door out.

There were many people staying in the courtyard of the two of them, and there were also two monks guarding Bai Zhang's door. Wan Zhuo was about to push the door in, but one of them stopped him with his hand and said menacingly: "Where did the wild boy come from, he doesn't understand the rules." Don't you know Miss Hanrui is inside?"

Wan Zhuo was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself that Senior Brother Bai looked honest, when did he find a woman, and he also found such a big pomp. Wan Zhuo took a step back, made a trumpet shape with his hands, and shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Bai, okay, you, you actually secretly found a woman inside." You"

Before the words were finished, the Taoist priest in the courtyard and at the door surrounded Wan Zhuo, chattering about what you say and what I say, there is a way of "what a big dog guts", and there is a way of "not knowing whether to live or die", and suddenly, the door opened from the inside with a "bang".

I saw a pretty woman with a sinister face pinching the placket of Bai Zhang's chest in one hand and a silver sword in the other, and said: "Which bastard who doesn't know whether to live or die is in the reputation of a bad old lady!"

Many Taoist priests all took a big step back, and they were busy shaking their hands not themselves, but they left Wan Zhuo at the front. Bai Zhang also saw Wan Zhuo, a burst of surprise, and then said pitifully: "Senior brother, save me"

Wan Zhuo saw that Bai Zhang was caught by a woman, and said angrily: "Duh, where did the female thief come from, don't let go of my Senior Brother Bai quickly, otherwise you will look good!"

As soon as I heard this, the many Taoist priests were even farther away, and they all looked like you were dead. The handsome woman named Hanrui also laughed angrily: "I always thought that the male disciples on our Ganglan Peak were all wretched, but I didn't expect to meet someone who is not afraid of death today!"

Wan Zhuo also wanted to verify the power of this lightning strike spell, and began to follow the method on the scroll "Enter the Divine Gate, Condensing Lao Valley, Shaofu", and sure enough, under the impact of the fire vitality, the thunder appeared.

Seeing this scene, the woman laughed even more happily: "You have refined qi for the eighth layer, a little lightning strike technique, you took so long, and you didn't bring primers, I think your thunder is going to split your own ass!" After speaking, Han Rui threw the sword in his hand, and the sword flew to the top of Wan Zhuo's head.

"Let Senior Sister love you well and tell you what the lightning strike technique is!" After speaking, the thunder light slashed around the scabbard, and with a "snort", a thunderbolt slashed towards the place where Wan Zhuo was standing, Wan Zhuo flipped in embarrassment, narrowly evaded, but still exploded in his hair. The many Taoist priests gathered around covered their mouths and snickered, and some gloated.

Wan Zhuo spat a mouthful of saliva, and wanted to be strong, but when he saw the thunder light looming overhead, he hurriedly dodged the second thunder light.

After dozens of lightning flashes, the ground was already in a mess, Wan Zhuo lay on the ground in a scorched and collapsed body, and hurriedly said, "Senior sister, I was wrong. Actually, I have nothing to do with the senior brother in your hands, let me go!"

Bai Zhang was worried about Wan Zhuo at first, but when he heard this, he opened his mouth to scold Wan Zhuo for being ruthless and unjust. Han Rui frowned, and his hand was vigorous: "Don't make noise, noisy!" Bai Zhang stopped speaking honestly in an instant. just glared at Wan Zhuo fiercely.

At this time, Han Rui suddenly looked up at the sky, and his brows locked deeper. Put away the sword, pulled Bai Zhang and walked out of the courtyard, and said to Wan Zhuo on the ground: "Senior sister borrow your senior brother Bai Zhang for a few days, and when he reaches the third level of Qingyin music, I will naturally return it to you!"

Wan Zhuo, who was still half-dead on the ground, suddenly grabbed Han Rui's ankle, looked at Han Rui with burning eyes and said, "Senior sister, teach me! How to use this lightning strike technique?"

Han Rui was grabbed by Wan Zhuo's ankle, blushing with shame, and was about to knock Wan Zhuo with his sword. This delay caused six more people to appear at the gate of the courtyard. One of them was pale and coughed lightly, which was the Zhou disease that had broken through the void pulse.

Han Rui snorted and kicked Wan Zhuo away. He stared at the six of them.

One of the Taoist priests with his hair scattered spoke: "I heard that there is a junior disciple who has learned the Qingyin spectrum, and also helped Senior Brother Zhou break through the void vein. I'm just curious, so I came to take a look. ”

"Although it is said that the way to build a foundation is more than one elixir and one means to assist, but one more is always good. Another Taoist priest with a folding fan smiled and said.

"Don't talk about these useless things for the old lady, Senior Brother Bai is now surnamed Han. Dare to rob the old lady of someone, see if the sword in my hand agrees!" Han Rui said menacingly.

A Taoist priest next to him bowed his head and said, "Now that the six monks who are about to advance to build the foundation are here, what is the reason?"

Someone else responded: "Although the Qingyin score that this Senior Brother Bai learned is not a divine comedy, it is not something that everyone can learn. After March, it will be the day of the grand ceremony of the Seven Views Conference, and naturally several senior brothers do not want to let go of such an opportunity. ”

At this time, the thick-skinned Wan Zhuoyou climbed up to Han Rui's calf and said in a wailing voice: "Senior sister, just tell me how to practice this lightning strike spell." ”

Han Rui saw that the six people on the other side had something to talk to. I didn't care about getting rid of Wan Zhuo, and said, "Okay! Senior sister sees that you are so attentive, you come with me, and Senior Sister will teach you!" After speaking, he carried Bai Zhang in one hand, dragged Wan Zhuo, and left all the way, and when he passed by six people, he turned around and said viciously: "Dare to catch up, old lady*!"

Until Han Rui and the three disappeared, the many Taoist priests in the courtyard still laughed at the last sentence left by Han Rui. The six Daoist priests of the ninth layer of Qi refining had even more ugly faces, it didn't matter if Zhou was sick, he had just broken through the void vein, so he was not in a hurry.

The Taoist priest with a folding fan in his hand asked the Taoist priest with his cloak scattered: "Senior Brother Yi, do you want to chase it?"

The Taoist priest snorted, ignored the crowd, and left in an instant. Immediately afterward, the other five also left one by one. Everyone was bored, and they dispersed one by one.