A bright moon is reflected in the well.

Yan Shangdu, next to the well of the Immortal Fu Sect, Zhang Yi was resting, rubbing his right shoulder, which was a little swollen and painful.

Carrying water is not a difficult thing for a cultivator like him, but the roads in some places in the Immortal Fu Sect are too different from the roads in the outside world, and carrying water in those places is much more difficult than ordinary people carrying water on the mountain roads outside.

"Why aren't you upset?"

A familiar voice came into his ear, and he knew it was Su Qin.

He slowly turned around and looked at Su Qin who was walking in the night, a little puzzled.

Su Qin looked at him coldly, stood still at the other end of the well, and then repeated: "Why aren't you sad?"

Zhang Yi was a little stunned, but out of courtesy, he still responded: "Why should I be sad?"

"You are also the best cultivator in Baiyang Cave, the most favored by the teacher, and you also got the opportunity to enter the Minshan Sword Sect to study in the Minshan Sword Society, and you are also outstanding in the entire Changling, but when you come here, you are not in the stream. This month alone, you were punished seven times for carrying water. ”

Su Qin sneered slightly and continued: "Those people who entered with you have entered the third hall at worst, but you haven't even comprehended the meaning of the first hall clearly, don't tell me that you are not sad." ”

Zhang Yi finally understood, but his gentle face did not change much, but he was sure that Su Qin would never be able to understand him.

He was very polite, but for a person like Su Qin who had never been able to understand him, he knew that no matter how much he said, it was useless, so he kept silent and stopped talking.

Sometimes people like him are just gentle silence, and in the eyes of some people it is contempt and rebellion.

Su Qin looked at him, his brows slowly furrowed.

"Look at this talisman. ”

He said slowly to Zhang Yi: "This is one of the thirty upper talismans of the Immortal Fu Sect. ”

After saying this, his left hand moved slightly.

A few soft clicks came from the wooden bucket beside Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi glanced at the bucket, then turned his head to look at Su Qin's left hand, he was shocked, and his face was slightly pale.

The water in the bucket beside him didn't move, but there were several cracks in the barrel, and water flowed slowly out of it.

Su Qin's left hand was still weirdly twisted, still a waste hand that would never hold a sword again in his life, but Zhang Yi clearly sensed that the talisman came from his left hand.

Looking at Zhang Yi's slightly pale face, Su Qin laughed happily, "The stones of other mountains can attack jade." The twisted flesh and meridians can no longer cast swords, but they can cast unique runes, can you understand the feelings of the willows and flowers?"

"Congratulations. Zhang Yi said.

He no longer likes Su Qin, even if the other party used to be his respected junior brother, but his current congratulations are still very sincere, because he thinks that if Su Qin is a blessing in disguise, this waste hand can make him cast a more powerful talisman because of this, then he will have a lot less hatred for his favorite little junior brother.

It's just that he is still too kind, and he still doesn't know enough about people like Su Qin.

Su Qin listened to his congratulations, his smile gradually disappeared, and finally turned into a cold ridicule.

"Now there is this bucket in the Immortal Fu Sect. When you carry it up the mountain, half of the water will leak out. So you'll have to pick up twice as much water than ever before. ”

"Even if you keep picking from now on, you have to pick until midnight to midnight. You'll be in a bad mood for tomorrow's morning test, and you shouldn't be able to pass it... Then you have to continue to carry water. ”

"You said you weren't upset. But I can't get along with these two buckets of water and these mountain roads, but I don't believe you're not sad. ”

After saying these words sarcastically, Su Qin turned around and left without looking back.

Zhang Yi still couldn't understand Su Qin.

However, he did not go to the division commander to complain about this.

He felt that in order to pick up some more water, it was pointless to go to the master of the Immortal Fu Sect to argue about such a thing.

It's just that time will be correspondingly cramped.

So he stopped resting and began to carry water.

Clear well water seeped through the cracks in the barrels, dripping down the mossy trail.

Su Qin was right.

In the middle of the moon, he has not yet finished carrying water.

Both of his shoulders were already red and swollen, bulging high, not to mention the flat shoulders, and even the touch of his clothes, the little weight of his clothes, made him feel a pain in his heart.

His steps were getting heavier and heavier.

It was so heavy that it shook off some of the dry moss on the trail.

The drops of water on the barrel and the sweat on his body continued to spill, soaking many dry places on the mountain road.

He's still holding on.

The countenance is gentle and not impatient.

But suddenly, his eyes were filled with shock.

He saw a lot of strange silver light.

The silver light was faint, coming from the dozens of stone steps on the mountain path that made it most difficult for him to walk.

These faint silver rays emanated from the place where the dry moss had fallen off, and the silver light of each stone step finally formed an esoteric character in his eyes.

He still struggled to understand the specific meaning of the characters.

Because he couldn't get into it, he naturally looked at only the most superficial shapes of these characters.

Looking at the shape of these characters, the true element in his body, which was suppressed by the strange power emanating from these stone steps, seemed to naturally flow through his body with the shape of these characters, forming a strange cycle.

The true element in his body began to flow slowly.

Under the confinement of his original strength several times that of his, his true yuan also began to flow.

If the true element can flow, it can be used.

The water he was carrying on his shoulders, with the support of his true yuan, began to become powerless.

Then Zhang Yi's breathing stopped, and her mood became more and more shocked.

The characters formed by the silver light emitted from these stone steps clearly formed a practice of true element circulation.

And with the power of these steps, he could feel that although his true yuan was flowing slowly, it was like grinding over many places in his body, causing some qualitative changes in his body.

This True Yuan Exercise is many times stronger than the True Yuan Exercise he practiced in the Aries Cave.

His footsteps couldn't help but stop.

The moon passes in the middle of the sky.

The silver light on the stone steps began to fade, and it looked as if the characters had never existed.

Zhang Yi began to understand that it was the water flowing from the bucket and the sweat that he had dripped from it enough, and the moonlight in the middle of the moon was bright enough, so that the faint silver light finally shone in the usually invisible traces on these stone steps.

But how can there be these traces on these stone steps?

How can there be such an exercise, and there is usually no teacher mentioning it?

Zhang Yi couldn't figure it out.

Of course, he didn't know that an old man he knew at this time, but he didn't know his identity, was looking at him in a grass hut on the opposite side of the mountain road, his eyes were full of relief and emotion.

The Immortal Rune Sect has many powerful talismans, but in fact, between the mountains and rivers of the Immortal Rune Sect, there are the strongest true talismans left by several generations of sect masters.

Many people spend their entire lives just searching for powerful ways to oppose the enemy in those classics and lesson plans, but they don't even notice a true talisman.

Is it because the heads of those people are too high, they always look at the sky, they want to fly to the sky, they refuse to look down at the road, or is it because of something else?

No matter what, before even this summer had passed, Zhang Yi had already obtained one of the heaviest true talismans in the Immortal Rune Sect.

The old man was satisfied, and at the same time convinced that there was nothing wrong with his decision.

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After the moon passes mid-heaven, the moonlight begins to dim.

In an alley in Shangdu, there were several dog barks.

The capital of the Great Yan Dynasty has gone through a hundred years, although there have been changes, but it has not undergone drastic rectification like the Changling of the Great Qin Dynasty, so the height of the houses is different, the width of the lanes changes, the new houses and the old houses are scattered, it looks like the old and the new are intertwined, and the prosperity and new atmosphere of the century make this capital very meaningful at the same time, but it also makes the night more complicated.

A foreigner with an entourage was not very familiar with the alley.

He stepped on a pool of stagnant water.

Soiled upper.

The attendant behind him, however, deftly avoided a puddle of water that would stain his new shoes, which were incredibly clean.

The barking of dogs stopped, and the two ends of the complex alley of this road were full of many figures.

The stranger seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and just saluted to the front, his voice a little tired and a little empty: "Just begging for food, please be in charge of the house." ”