Being carried by Qingxiao and stepping on the flying sword, Ling Tian was still in a state of confusion, and was directly thrown by Qingxiao into the blue spring of the Yao Pond in the back mountain.

Ling Tian, who fell into the water, felt a slight coolness penetrate into his body from his body, his spirit instantly sobered up, and he wailed, "I've had enough, you can kill it!"

"Less nonsense. As she spoke, Qingxiao threw another large bottle to Ling Tian and placed a large vat on the edge of the pool again, "Let's fill the jar with the nectar of the grass and trees by the pool in the next few days." ”

"Didn't you say that you can use the water of Yao Pond, why do you want to take nectar?" Ling Tian felt that if he wanted to take a large vat of nectar, he would have to wait until the Year of the Monkey Ma Yue could be completed, so he immediately asked reluctantly.

"The nectar is made by the evaporation and crystallization of the essence of heaven and earth mixed with the green spring of Yao Chi, which is much better than the pool water, and besides, as my disciple, you must know that the master is filial piety, and the master asks you to do something, you can do it." ”

Hearing Qingxiao's order, Ling Tian plunged into the water with a thud.

Qingxiao was tepid, held the long sword in her hand, and waved it lightly towards the water.

I saw a cyan sword qi floating out, and before it landed on the surface of the Biquan in Yao Chi, the water surface had already been divided into left and right, and when the sword qi completely fell into the pool, the pool water was cut open.

Ling Tian, who was still floating in the water, saw the sword qi floating in, and shouted, "My mother, help, kill someone" closed his eyes tightly, turned around and swam towards the shore desperately.

The pool water that suddenly split into two halves made Ling Tian close his eyes and be caught off guard, and immediately threw himself at the bottom of the pool, his hands and feet still tossing in the mud at the bottom of the pool.

After a while, Ling Tian came back to his senses and found that he looked very embarrassed, and glanced at Qingxiao who was holding his arms on the shore with a mocking expression. Calmly got up and dusted off the mud all over his body.

turned around and was just about to open his mouth to talk to Qingxiao, when the water that separated the two sides of the pond rushed back. He buried Ling Tian and poured him a mouthful of water.

Ling Tian, who was floating up in the pool, spat out two mouthfuls of water. I want to cry without tears, and I don't dare to make another mess with Qingxiao. Silently took the bottle to get the dew from the grass and trees by the pool in the morning.

Drop by drop of dew, Ling Tian felt that the aura here was particularly strong and majestic, and the breath was full of immortal aura containing the essence of heaven and earth, and the true qi in his body followed by his own circulation, constantly filtering and purifying the inhaled aura, and then compressing and storing it in the dantian.

"It's too slow, it's too slow!" Qingxiao sat on the shore, half leaning on the vat. Leisurely while drinking yelled at Ling Tian.

"No way, Master, the nectar is made up of drop by drop, and you can't be as fast as you want. Ling Tian grumbled.

"What about the sword that was given to you yesterday?" Qingxiao asked.

As soon as Ling Tian thought of the "sword"-shaped item, his head was covered with black lines, the ones that his master gave to his apprentice were all famous fairy swords, how could his own master be so strange and give this thing.

Fiddling with his chest, Ling Tian took out the small sword.

"The sword is iron. Because of attachment to the psychic, because of the heart moved, because of the blood to live, because of the non-thought to die. so that the sword is in the heart and not in the form. Push the spirit into the sword, hold the yuan and keep one, and the spirit will stay for a long time. It makes the sword and the five spirits one, and concentrates on it. All souls gathered. The reciprocating cycle is endless. The sword is successful, the qi and thoughts are interconnected, and they can move at will. ”

A set of mantras was taught to Ling Tian from Qingxiao's mouth, and Ling Tian relied on his own comprehension according to the mantra, pouring his true qi into the sword, feeling the small sword in his hand, and feeling that the little sword seemed to have life, breathing and exhaling the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth with the ups and downs of his heart and the flow of blood.

Thinking in my heart, get up.

The little sword floated with Ling Tian's intentions.

After trying again, Ling Tian controlled the small sword to fly left and right, and couldn't help but laugh, "Master, what kind of mantra is this? ”

"Edgeworth's introductory technique, stop playing, hurry up and give me this method to catch the dew, and the nectar will disperse after a while!" Qingxiao reminded.

"Oh!" Ling Tian agreed, learning this magical sword technique, and all the complaints and complaints in his body disappeared in an instant.

Controlling the small sword in the grass and trees, the dew collected on the sword, at the beginning it was only one or two drops, and then returned and put it in the bottle, otherwise it would slide down on the trembling and unstable sword body, and the merit would collapse.

Gradually becoming familiar with the technique of the Imperial Sword, under Qingxiao's urging, Ling Tian began to take a few drops, but after a while, he took a large bottle of dew.

After the hour, Qingxiao brought Ling Tian back to Tianji Palace again, and out of nowhere a large pile of fruits was conjured.

"Master, how do you know that I'm hungry, oh, I'll eat a little first, I can't finish eating so much. With that, Ling Tian picked up the fruit and took a bite, almost breaking his teeth.

"Who said that this thing is eaten? This is the Jianling Fruit, the skin is very hard, but the juice contained in it is not a good product, today you squeeze out the juice of these Jianling Fruits, and you can have lunch. I can't squeeze enough food to eat. After Qingxiao finished speaking, she looked at Ling Tian's expression.

Ling Tian's face was hard to look at, "This thing is so hard, what can be used to squeeze the juice?"

"Use your hands!" Qingxiao grabbed a fruit, held it in her hand, and pinched it gently, the fruit deflated, and the juice dripped into the jar below.

Ling Tian was dumbfounded, he also grabbed a fruit, and pinched it for a long time as he could, but there was no response. Pitifully glanced at Qingxiao.

"Are you stupid? With two hands, if you can't do it, you will be lucky, the juice is not clean, don't think about eating at noon!" After speaking, Qingxiao turned around and went back to her room.

Ling Tian slammed his head into the Solid Spirit Fruit, thinking, I am a poor person who is miserable and miserable.

After working for about two hours, Ling Tiancai squeezed all the Jianling Fruits and called Qingxiao to see the results display.

At first glance, Qingxiao almost didn't die of anger, most of the Jianling Fruit fruits were only printed with fingerprints and put aside, and the juice in the jar was less than half.

Qingxiao suddenly became angry, Ling Tian saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly smiled and said, "Master, this person is iron rice and steel, I'm really hungry, let me eat."

Qingxiao didn't scold or scold, paced back and forth twice, and glanced at poor Ling Tian. With a sigh, he turned and left.

Ling Tian saw that Qingxiao didn't speak. His stomach was already grumbling with hunger, and he lay on the table in a daze. I thought to myself, is it that the master was disappointed when he saw that he was not angry? Alas, he desperately wanted to worship the immortal gate at the beginning, but now after entering the immortal gate, how can he become so slack, this is not like his usual self

Thinking of this, Ling Tian puffed himself up, picked up the Jian Ling Fruit and pinched it again.

When Qingxiao came back, Ling Tian continued to squeeze hard. The jar was already close to overflowing, and all the fruits of the Solid Spirit Fruit scattered on the ground were deflated like pieces of paper.

Qingxiao smiled slightly, "Stinky boy, you're still energetic, come here today, come over for dinner." ”

Ling Tian immediately became excited when he heard the word "eat", and when he saw the food in Xiao's hand, he instantly felt as if he had fallen from a height of 90,000 miles into an icy hell.

"Master, is this rice?" Ling Tian asked weakly. I saw the things in Qingxiao's hand, a black piece on a plate. On the other plate, it was scorched green and poisonous as if it were poisonous, but the rice in the bowl looked normal

"Nonsense, I made it for you alone, eat it. After that, go get the bee syrup. He stuffed the food in Ling Tian's hand and went back to his room.

Ling Tian swallowed his saliva and thought to himself. Let's eat dry, and this meal doesn't seem to kill me.

Only one bite was eaten. Ling Tian vomited for half a pillar of incense. The rice came into my mouth and chewed very hard for a moment. It becomes sticky and emits a strong odor.

When Qingxiao came out again, she couldn't help but be a little annoyed when she saw that Ling Tian hadn't moved, "Why don't you eat?"

Ling Tian replied weakly, "Master, I'm dying of hunger."

"Why don't you hurry up and eat when you're hungry?" Qingxiao asked.

"It's too unpalatable," Ling Tian wanted to cry without tears.

Qingxiao suddenly became angry, grabbed the food and stuffed it into Ling Tian's mouth, letting Ling Tian swallow it raw.

Where could Ling Tian beat him, he was almost choked to death.

However, the three things are mixed together and chewed carefully, but they have a unique flavor, and I don't know if I am used to it or paralyzed. Later, Qingxiao didn't need to do anything, Ling Tian took it and ate it himself.

He didn't know what to do, the things that Qingxiao prepared for Ling Tian were all supreme, the black and slimy things were burnt and were good at jumping the legs and tendons of the spirit beasts, and the aura contained in them was definitely beyond the standard.

And the scorched green thing was a fairy plant that Qing Xiao stole from Yuheng Palace, and it was not too much decoration, and it was directly fried by Qing Xiao as a dish for Ling Tian to eat.

Speaking of rice, it is a high-grade demon beast inner pill that has been turned into a high-grade demon beast by Qingxiao Yungong, after quenching and extraction, it is compatible with rice, and the different rice that is steamed out is stinky for Ling Tian to eat, and it is estimated that it is due to the effect of the demon pill.

After eating, Ling Tian touched his stomach and burped, and a stench rushed directly to Qingxiao's door, Qingxiao fanned it, pinched his nose and walked out of Tianji Palace, thinking to himself, in the future, it is better to invite others to cook, he is indeed not this material.

There was no time to rest, Qingxiao dragged Ling Tian to the place where he was looking for the black wasp hive yesterday.

Ling Tian puffed up his breath, took the small sword and the jar and rushed towards the hive, in order to be able to complete the task as soon as possible, Ling Tian specially asked Qingxiao to change to a larger altar today.

Chased by the soldier bees again, Ling Tian waved his small sword and confronted him. As Qing Xiao's method became more and more proficient, Ling Tian was already able to resist the tip of his sword and repel most of the soldiers. But it is still inevitable to be stung at the end of the year.

But the vat was already half filled with beesyrup.

The food at night was not bad, it was not made by Qing Xiao herself, and the preparation materials were very rare, which made Ling Tian feast on it, and the cultivation in his body gradually improved.

Before falling asleep, I remembered that there were two days left before the day of the competition with Elder Lude, and I didn't know what Master Lu Dao's plans were.

sighed, I thought that I would just obey the master's arrangement, anyway, he was a new disciple, and there was no shame in losing, but he did yearn for the life of cultivating immortals, and he didn't want to leave Shushan (to be continued......

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