"By the way, you and I didn't come in in the same batch," Yan Shu pondered, "How about this, you go back with me later, I happen to know an old handyman."
Jiang Ling'er nodded. No wonder she didn't see a few that looked familiar when she was queuing up at Danfeng Mission Hall. It turned out that there were other batches.
After separating from Wei Yan and Tian Yan, my anxious heart gradually calmed down.
As long as we are both in Tianqing Sect, I think we will see each other again someday.
At this time, both of their identity badges lit up at the same time, and Yan Shu sighed, "Let's work, let's work!"
"Group A 01..." Jiang Ling'er came to the spiritual field marked 01 and observed it carefully.
The spiritual garden is divided into three courtyards: front, inner and back. The spiritual field they are responsible for is in the front yard.
In the front yard, except for a few spiritual fields protected by formations, the remaining two small areas were the areas they had to take care of.
Jiang Ling'er carefully compared the identity cards and learned that the three types of spiritual grass grown in her spiritual field were crown grass, purple jade ball flower and soil pear fruit.
She performed the Spiritual Rain Technique according to the recorded planting method, and then used her spiritual consciousness to control the raindrops to fall evenly.
After the weeds around the spiritual grass were removed, the sky gradually darkened.
The two returned to their residence on a cloud-crowned crane, bought the exercises from the old handyman in Yan Shu's yard, and then dispersed.
Jiang Ling'er was walking on the road with excitement, but unexpectedly, she was blocked by a figure.
She looked closely and saw that it was the dark-skinned boy she met while queuing.
He was beaten to the ground in an extremely embarrassed posture, his face was covered with blood, and his clothes were even more tattered, with several sensitive parts vaguely exposed, causing the female nuns on the side to scream.
"Junior brother, don't do any petty theft again!"
A male cultivator slowly walked out of the door. There was still a little blood on his hands and body. His handsome face was filled with helplessness. It was the male cultivator named Zhang who had met Jiang Ling'er once.
"Senior Brother Zhang, what's wrong with your hand?" A sweet voice sounded from behind.
Su Susu moved lightly, her face full of worry, she grabbed the man's hand and looked around.
"Susu, you're here. It's okay, but I was injured by him when I was teaching my junior brother. It will be fine in a few days."
"He actually hurt you!" Su Susu yelled with an angry look on her face, "You are so shameless! Senior brother, I will call the steward to come and administer justice. This person does not deserve to stay in Tianqing Sect!"
Jiang Ling'er noticed a trace of uneasiness on the face of the male cultivator surnamed Zhang. He waved his hand and said, "We are all our fellow disciples, so why make the matter a big deal? Let him reflect here!"
The blood on the face of the dark-skinned boy gradually formed scabs, and his dark eyes flashed with sadness and pain. His jaw was opened and closed repeatedly, and his limbs were curled up hard, trying to protect the last bit of self-esteem he had left.
"Stealing things and harming fellow disciples?" A clear and powerful voice sounded, with a look of surprise on Jiang Ling'er's face, "Of course you have to tell Guanshi Ma!"
When they saw it was her, their expressions changed.
Zhang Xusheng's face froze, but Ni Susu quickly nodded in agreement, as if she was afraid that she would take away the credit, and immediately turned around and ran into the steward's yard, but was stopped by the male cultivator.
"Senior Brother Zhang?" Ni Susu looked up at him in confusion. The forbearing look on the male cultivator's face made her react immediately, "Senior Brother is right, it's better not to tell the supervisor about this little matter."
"A trivial matter? Do you mean that stealing things is a trivial matter or that fighting between brothers is a trivial matter?" Jiang Ling'er smiled coldly, "Do you just not take Steward Ma seriously?"
"Nonsense!" Seeing more and more people gathering around, Zhang Xusheng wanted to tear her mouth apart.
Jiang Ling'er knelt down and put her fingers under the dark-skinned boy's nose. "The breathing is very weak. Could it be that he is dying?"
One word caused a stir, and the situation at this time was beyond Zhang Xusheng's control. The onlookers saw that the matter was getting serious and hurriedly ran to the management office.
After a while, a red figure came from a distance.
"Who did this?!" Ma Sanniang looked around angrily when she saw this.
Zhang Xusheng quickly stepped forward and apologized: "Guan Ma, it's all my fault, please spare me, junior brother!"
Ma Sanniang frowned when she saw it was him, "What's going on?"
"I just came back from my mission, and I saw Junior Brother Gui stealing things in my room. Even after I told him, he didn't do anything, and just attacked me. I was anxious for a moment, and then..."
Looking at Zhang Xusheng, who had his head bowed deeply, and then at Gui Yan, who was seriously injured, Ma Sanniang sneered.
She pointed at Zhang Xusheng, "Both of you go to the mission hall to get the boards, twenty big boards each." She glanced at the seriously injured young man, "You can collect the boards after you recover from your injuries!"
Ni Susu looked in disbelief, "Guanshi Ma, he stole things, how come even Senior Brother Zhang..."
"Do you have evidence?" Seeing that the two of them were no longer talking, he said coldly: "Get out of Tianqing Sect or get slapped, take your choice."
No matter how unwilling you are, you can only accept it.
Zhang Xusheng glanced at Jiang Ling'er fiercely, his eyes like knives mixed with a bit of hatred.
"What are you all doing here? Do you want to continue working?" Ma Sanniang looked at the crowd around her with warning eyes.
The crowd immediately dispersed like birds and beasts.
The moon had climbed into the sky, and the young man lay down quietly on the ground, looking at the distant silhouette with his dark eyes.
Jiang Ling'er returned to the yard and couldn't wait to take out the exercises from her storage bag.
"Taiqing Yin Yang Jue?" She opened the first page with excitement.
"The chaos of heaven and earth is divided into yin and yang. The clear yang is the sky and the turbid yin is the earth. They interact and harmonize to create all things..."
Jiang Ling'er thought of the scene where people in the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the sea of consciousness used an ax to open up the world.
She sat cross-legged, with her hands folded under her Dantian and placed flat on her hips, with the tip of her tongue lightly touching the roof of her mouth, her eyes half open and half closed, and she began to meditate.
The surrounding spiritual energy was attracted by the Hongmeng purple energy in the meridians and rushed in. She had long been accustomed to it and guided it in an orderly manner.
At this time, the sun, moon, breeze, thunder and lightning, rain, dew, clouds, and mist in the sky and the earth all came to mind one by one. She cleared her mind, and the mysterious and mysterious state appeared again.
At this moment, she seemed to be the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, mountains, rivers and seas, galloping and traveling between the sky and the earth, wantonly and unrestrained.
The Dao Heart in the Sea of Consciousness stirred, and smoke-like purple energy came out, enveloping her.
Jiang Ling'er recited the mantra in her mouth, her mind motionless, and guided the spiritual energy to circulate for several days. After a few weeks, black and white colors appeared in her dantian, and the surrounding purple smoke was hazy, with thunder and lightning flashing inside.
White is yang and black is yin. The two blend and rotate at high speed to form a round shape.
Seeing the new Tai Chi in her body, she was so happy that she turned to the second page.
"The first form, Yin and Yang Eyes?" Jiang Ling'er said to herself, "It requires the combination of the True Yang Qi that is born from the sun in the morning and the Tairen Qi released by the moon, in order to practice the Yin and Yang Eyes... …”
Jiang Ling'er walked out of the yard, let the moonlight shine on her body, and began to sense Tairen's energy.
She sat there without moving, until later in the night, the clouds on the moon thinned a little, and a faint clear color appeared.
She made a gesture with her hand and recited the mantra in her mouth, and the fresh air slowly floated towards her.
After her eyes were covered with a layer of coolness, Jiang Ling'er suppressed her joy, breathed a sigh of relief, and opened her eyes.
