There are trees in the south, don't stop thinking about them.
There is a spiritual tree in front of me, and my life is at an end.
On the wrinkled brown coat of the trees, between the layers of bark veins, faint golden threads grow windingly, like branches and leaves of a canopy. The dark golden leaves are lush and green. At first glance, they look like late autumn maple leaves. If you take a closer look, you will see the golden dark light flowing from the tip of the leaf.
Lingchu's white jade-like face was a little stiff. He looked around at the forest, which looked like a maple forest from a distance. Standing under the tree, through the light and shadow between the trees, the light golden color was quite dazzling.
Golden sandalwood!
There is a spiritual tree in the world called golden sandalwood. The tree grows golden threads, and its leaves are like gold. When burned, there is a strange fragrance. Its quality is very strong!
The sword came out like a painting, with heavy ink shadows. There was a flash of white light in the mist, and it struck the tree trunk in front of him according to the master's intention. The white sword light streaked across the golden sandalwood, and the brown bark still glowed with a faint golden light.
Sheathing the sword and getting closer, Lingchu looked at the thin white mark in front of him and looked around the golden sandalwood forest. Well, the golden sandalwood tree in front of him was the thinnest!
The gloomy mood only lasted for a moment, and Lingchu suddenly remembered what exercise he could get from chopping firewood this time.
The chopping should be done in the same place so that the wood will look good.
A bit of arrancar, golden sandalwood wood is hard, which is suitable for practicing swordsmanship.
But in an instant, Lingchu had collected his thoughts and calmed down. A whole set of Liangyi swords surrounded the ink and wash sword, following an inexplicable trajectory, forming a seamless sword movement.
In an instant, spring gives birth to all things, and the sword transforms all things.
In an instant, everything turned into a sword, and the sword glowed coldly.
The continuous sword energy condensed into a point, and the sword came out like a sea, its momentum was majestic.
Like the wind blowing through a tree trunk, the thigh-thick golden sandalwood broke at the waist and fell to the ground with a roar.
Spring birth can trap and confuse the monks, the sword array hides the edge, autumn kill can instantly unleash murderous intent, and the cold light is endless.
One trapped and one killed, one hidden and one exposed.
Cutting down the golden sandalwood can indeed train Lingchu's proficiency in using the sword formation and the instant killing intent of the sword formation.
However, killing intent, as well as the intent of illusion, may require other methods.
Lingchu thought in his heart that when the sword formation in his hand was revived, he did not try to save trouble and directly changed into Qiu Sha, and the spring birth became Qiu Sha. The changes in between were also very important.
Although she didn't know how her master would train her, Lingchu was still very convinced and admired this master whom she had just known for two days.
Sweeping away the distracting thoughts in his mind, Lingchu concentrated on chopping the golden sandalwood.
Just chopping it down is not enough. The firewood needs to be chopped into several sections and split.
In the secret realm, Lingchu began to practice like this day after day.
...
The outer mountain of Sanqing Taoism.
Gu Tianqiu's white robe with long sleeves was warm and moist, like Kunshan jade. With a smile on his lips, he floated down to the Deacon Hall in Waishan.
The deacon building the foundation of the deacon hall was handling various affairs for the outside disciples coming and going. When he looked up, he saw the white-robed immortal walking on the clouds.
The golden elixir aura was not concealed, and his eyes fell on the token on his waist. Immediately, a deacon showed a horrified look and hurriedly came up to him.
"This uncle, I don't know why you came to the outer mountain?"
The deacon on duty today at Waishan Deacon Hall asked with a smile and a respectful expression.
Gu Tianqiu's dark jade-like eyes fell on the deacon, and he stretched out his hand to hand out his token, "This is my token. I will help my junior sister to accommodate the little girl she brought."
The deacons of the Deacon Hall are naturally well-informed about the affairs of the outer mountain. The disciples of the inner mountain brought a little girl to get started, and instantly recalled the message they received yesterday in their minds.
"Ah, yes, yes, I know, but Master Yu...the little girl named He Chaoyun brought by Junior Master Yu, I will take care of it for my uncle." The deacon originally wanted to call fellow Zhu Zhu Brother Ji's spirit was originally his junior sister, but when he saw the outstandingly handsome man in front of him from the corner of his eye, he changed his mind. If he called Junior Uncle Yu his junior sister, wouldn't that mean he was taking advantage of the golden elixir master in front of him?
Not to mention, the master of Junior Uncle Yu is the True Monarch Duanyi. If he didn’t have a personal relationship, or if he had the master of Uishan to rely on like the two disciples who informed him yesterday, this deacon would really not dare to Taking advantage of her age and friendship, she called Lingchu junior sister.
In this case, the man who calls Junior Junior Uncle Yu Junior Junior Sister, Jin Dan Zhenren, and is as gentle as Kunshan's jade, should be Gu Zhenren, the great disciple of Neishan Taiqing Mountain.
"Uncle Gu, please wait a moment."
This deacon was really smart, and he figured out the identity of the visitor in just a split second, and the smile on his face became even more attentive.
Gu Tianqiu still maintained a gentle expression on his face and nodded unhurriedly, seemingly unaware of the deacon's warm attitude.
While the deacon was doing the work, Gu Tianqiu was distracted and thought of the little junior sister who should be practicing beside the master in the secret realm at the moment. He remembered that the master came back yesterday and told them that even the master could not completely release the restriction.
Gu Tianqiu sighed silently in his heart, and the sweet and sweet smile of his little junior sister flashed through his heart. For such a little junior sister, he had to think carefully.
Speaking of which, he does have a good friend who is good at restraint methods. He hasn't seen him for a long time. If he has some free time, he might as well go there for a walk.
Before he finished thinking, the deacon trotted over and handed Gu Tianqiu his token and a token belonging to a new disciple from outside the mountain, with the three characters He Chaoyun engraved on it.
After turning over the token, which Taoist school he belongs to has not yet been settled.
"He Chaoyun's disciple information and registration will be included in the register. In two days, elders from the sect will come to test He Chaoyun's qualifications and classify them to confirm that they belong to the Taoist Academy."
Gu Tianqiu also knew this, but the deacon from outside the mountain still explained it carefully and enthusiastically.
"Thank you." Gu Tianqiu nodded politely and thanked him with a smile.
The clouds rising under the feet were like a breeze rising into the sky. The elegant crane that had been waiting aside fluttered its wings and landed at Gu Tianqiu's feet.
The white robe is fluttering, and the breeze blows on the sleeves. At a glance, the immortal is traveling far away on a crane.
Deacon Ji Zhu stared blankly at the white figure in the distance for a while, then turned back to the Deacon Hall, muttering something in his mouth.
"Quiet mind and clear mind, mind can be understood by itself. All skins and bags have external appearances, all skins and bags have external appearances..."
A passing disciple turned his head and glanced at the middle-aged deacon in surprise. What was this uncle deacon muttering about?
Beside the lotus pond, the little girl with braids looked at the pond full of lotus flowers in front of her, as well as the colorful koi carp that roamed freely under the clear water. Not far away, cranes were flying and the glow was shining.
The scenery was really beautiful, but after watching He Chaoyun for two days, no matter how beautiful the scenery in front of her was, it could not dispel the anxiety and uneasiness in her heart.
Where is Sister Yu?
Why haven't you come to her yet?
He was staring blankly at the koi carp that seemed to be covered with colorful gauze under the water, wondering why the bubbles spit out by this koi carp were all colored. He Chaoyun suddenly saw a reflection on the water surface. .
Like a frightened rabbit, He Chaoyun stood up suddenly and turned to look behind him.
A monk in white robes is standing with his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face. He is as outstanding as the jade on the top of the mountain.
"I am Lingchu's senior brother."
