As the only cultivating sect of Shu Dao, Qingya Blessed Land has over a thousand cultivators, and every year it recruits a large number of mortals with acceptable qualifications for training.
But not everyone is suitable for Taoism, and physical fitness is not the only determining factor.
Some seemingly good physiques will reveal other problems in subsequent practice, so there is a ten-year Taoist inspection period.
Only if a Taoist boy breaks out of the Sea of Suffering within ten years can he be considered an official cultivator of Qingya Blessed Land.
Of course, Qingya Paradise is still kind and righteous. Every white-robed Taoist boy can exchange his white robe for three bottles of Baicao liquid at any time within ten years of entering Qingya Paradise as a Taoist boy.
Baicao liquid is the dexterity of the alchemist of Qingya Blessed Land, who melts hundreds of medicinal herbs in one furnace and extracts the essence of life from them.
Practitioners can use these life essences to enrich the essence in the wheel of life and achieve breakthroughs.
Especially for Taoists, these essences have a miraculous effect on opening up the sea of suffering.
Three bottles of Baicao Liquid are the last glimmer of hope for those Taoist boys who have acceptable qualifications but are unable to practice.
If even after taking three bottles of Baicaoye, they still fail to clear the sea of suffering, then these people will either be sent back to their hometowns or stay here as gray-robed medicine farmers.
Nan Xiao, who has been cultivating his energy for nine years and has reached a bottleneck, will not wait until the last moment to make a breakthrough.
At the strange peak where Kuhai Cliff is located, at the beginning of each month, there are cultivators who take turns on that day to distribute the herbal liquid needed for cultivation to some Kuhai cultivators and some Taoist boys.
Full of vitality and full of energy, the position of the wheel and sea has already been anchored.
Today, Nan Xiao decided to take off his white robe and fight against the odds.
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The dusk drum is far away in the vast sky, and a pool of spring water is swaying.
Under the slanting sun, the sunset glow was as warm as a fire.
At this time, the Kuhai Cliff was located under the strange peak, waiting for anxious people. Because of the arrival of one person, their moods all calmed down.
The visitor is a young girl.
She is sixteen or seventeen years old, tall and graceful.
Dressed in white like snow, elegant and elegant.
Cloud satin is wrapped around it, outlining a slim and slim waist.
The fish scale gauze gathers the snow, leaving only the cold collarbone and the shiny jade neck.
The black silk hair is twisted into a twist and hangs down on the chest, and the two clear hair ribbons are swaying in the wind.
The girl's dove-oval face has smooth lines, her lips are slightly thick, and their shape is pleasing.
The nose is straight and straight, with a slight hump and a small tip.
Danfeng's eyes are upturned, beautiful and dark, with a touch of light red cinnabar at the end of her eyes.
Wild straight eyebrows are vigorous and clean, unlike peach or willow leaves.
The forehead is full and smooth, and the temples are light.
From the front, she looks cute and charming, but from the side, she is beautiful and elegant.
It’s gorgeous to the point of being so beautiful, it’s incomparable!
The people under the strange peak, both men and women, have all forgotten to breathe.
The cultivators who arrived one after another with the elixir also slowed down after seeing the girl's face, for fear of disturbing the fairy.
The girl is Nan Xiao.
Under everyone's amazed gaze, Nan Xiao was calm and composed, showing neither timidity nor arrogance.
Some people took the initiative to strike up a conversation and wanted to invite Nan Xiao to a better location to listen to the magical teachings. A few even asked for dual cultivation, but Nan Xiao politely refused.
Not long after, an old man came riding on a crane to explain the Mysterious Sutra and perform magical techniques for everyone.
After initially marveling at Nan Xiao's peerless face, most people returned to their former indifference and concentrated on practicing below.
More and more people came to listen to the lecture, and Bao Fei also arrived late with her servants.
Bao Fei, who had not seen her for a long time, had a charming face, but she recognized Nan Xiao at a glance. She felt a little ashamed when she saw Nan Xiao's beautiful and elegant face.
Memories of the past came to mind, but she was no longer the little girl who only knew how to be angry.
Bao Fei looked down at her chest, finding her confidence and looking proud.
Bao Fei did not change her viciousness and joked: "Hey - isn't this a little waste? I heard that he was abandoned again? Where have you been hiding in the past five years? Where did you get involved with that bad old man again? You need a man, tell me. Ah, Lin Feng and Zhang Qiong are all obsessed with you! And Yu Tan..."
When Bao Fei talked about Yu Tan, she immediately stopped talking and looked playful, like a fisherman who put out bait and waited for the fish to take the bait.
Nan Xiao ignored it, closed his eyes, and let her bark in his ears.
Bao Fei's face was livid, but considering that it was not the right time to get angry, she suppressed her anger and sat on the other side with Lin Feng, Qi Meng, Zhang Qiong, and Zhu Yan.
Nan Xiao was not at ease with Bao Fei's provocation.
Nan Xiao, who had not been here in the past five years, thought of Zhutai and Liang Bo while listening to the rough sermon given by the old man above.
Don't know how they are doing now.
Have they returned to their hometown?
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An hour later, the old man began to distribute Baicao liquid to everyone.
After all the Kuhai cultivators had received the Baicao liquid, Nan Xiao stepped forward and returned all the white robes that symbolized Taoist boys.
"Good luck to you, young man."
The old man raised his eyelids. Three small jade bottles slowly descended from the 20-meter-high peak and stopped in Nan Xiao's hand.
The thumb-sized jade bottles are all crystal clear, and you can clearly see the green liquid inside.
Nan Xiao thanked her softly and put the three jade bottles into her arms.
The people around had different expressions on their faces.
Most of the gray-robed medicine farmers are envious. Some of them have had it before, but they just failed to counterattack successfully.
And there are some Kuhai cultivators with undisguised contempt and vague jealousy on their faces.
After seeing Nan Xiao replace the Baicao liquid with the white robe of a Taoist boy, Bao Fei's eyes flashed with light, she moved lightly, and said softly: "Senior, all seven of us have entered the sea of suffering. Because the schoolwork was still there. It has not been completed, so I have not taken off my identity as a Taoist boy. Today, in addition to receiving three bottles of spiritual liquid from the cultivators of the sea of suffering, I am here to return the Taoist robe. Please give me all the medicines, senior."
The old man had a plain face and silently put away the seven white robes Bao Fei was holding and put down the forty-two bottles of Baicao liquid.
Then, the old man rode a crane northward and left Kuhai Cliff.
"I'll keep it for you. Come to my place tonight and get a bottle." Bao Fei grinned and decided the future ownership of these Baicao Liquids in just one sentence.
Lin Feng, Qi Meng, Zhang Qiong, Zhu Ci and others did not refuse and seemed to have already accepted their fate.
After the figure of the old man riding the crane disappeared, most of the people around him dispersed.
But some people stayed put because they were waiting to see the excitement.
Whenever Baicao Liquid is distributed, there will be people fighting for it.
Qingya Paradise turned a blind eye to these things, as long as no lives were lost.
Nan Xiao once stayed to watch others fight.
Five years have passed, and at this time, she will probably become one of the victims under the cliff of the sea of suffering.
But Nan Xiao would not give up the opportunity she had waited for nine years.
Nan Xiao was not afraid, and even vaguely looked forward to it.
Growth always requires blood.
