The spiritual energy was dense, like mist and smoke, swirling slowly in the room, constantly pounced on Chang Siguo, who was sitting with his eyes closed, and disappeared.
Chang Siguo's figure seemed a bit erratic in the mist, with traces of purple mist flickering occasionally.
He had been meditating and practicing for eight years. He was disturbed by monsters such as Master Mao in the ruins of Broken Immortal City. The hidden danger of interrupting his retreat and causing instability in his cultivation realm was completely eliminated.
During this period, the spiritual energy guided from the earth's veins made the top and bottom of Yuantian Peak as ethereal as a fairyland.
It's no worse than Wu Yixian's Xieyang Lake, except that it still lacks thousands of years of cultivation.
Turning his hands over to finish the exercise, Chang Siguo slowly opened his eyes. A dark purple light like a flame was spinning and converging under his eyes. He stood up from the futon. His whole person had reached the point where he had returned to his original nature. There was no trace of it from his appearance. Overflowing breath, temperament is as warm as jade.
Walking out of the attic, there is a light milky mist flowing on the ground, and the cold air is refreshing.
He slowly walked down the rocky steps and took a leisurely stroll near the stone pool on the top of the mountain. The sunlight fell on him through the green ancient branches and leaves, and he was covered with mottled golden light. Without scanning with his spiritual consciousness, he sensed You Ji's stone pavilion in the middle of the mountain. Inside, he was playing chess with a sharp-faced woman wearing a light green dress. The aura on the woman's body made him recognize Lin Long'er who had taken off the body of the weapon spirit.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. You Ji had put a lot of effort into Lin Longer's body, transforming the former soul puppet into such an exquisite and pleasing appearance. You Ji silently paid a lot for the Phantom Pavilion.
There are still several groups of dim light floating around the stone pavilion, which makes the stone pavilion under the ancient trees look eerie.
Youji suddenly raised her head and said with a smile: "The master is out of seclusion, please wait a moment."
Teaching Lin Long'er to play chess was a matter of great patience. She whispered a few instructions, then left Lin Long'er and a few ghosts behind, and walked up the mountain path to the top of the mountain. The entire Yuantian Peak was decorated like a garden. Elegant yet natural.
The scenery changes with each step, with mist filling low-lying areas and waterfalls hanging between peaks.
Chang Siguo walked to the edge of the cliff at the end of the rock. The lower part was cut with knives and axes, and the cliff reached an unknown depth below the sea of clouds. There were several ancient knotted pines dotted on the stone wall. He did not look back and said, "Let's get some fresh air for now. There will be more later." Take the time to master the power of rules.”
He is talking about mastery, not understanding.
So far, he has mastered some applications of the feminine rules. In contrast, he has some understanding of the yang rules, but he is still far away from mastering them. Whether he can use them within a hundred years, he is not sure.
You Ji looked at her from behind and said, "Master, you can walk around and relax. Our Yuantian Peak has a radius of fifty miles, and no one will disturb you." She then explained, "Mr. Wu has allocated all three nearby mountains to you. Yuantian Peak was built, saying it was to make up for the regret that the territory was too small. I used a composite formation to connect the nearby mountains into one piece, and above the sea of clouds, all the monks from the sect had to fly around."
Chang Siguo said "Oh" and walked northeast along the cliff, saying: "Now that you have an independent identity, whenever you want to go back to the Chongshan Region, you can go back. You don't have to stay on the mountain every day."
Youji walked behind and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll go back in a while. Master, I will bring a few monks from Phantom Pavilion and Baqi Sect to join us at Yuantian Peak. Do you think it's okay? Xingluo Palace's Palace Master Sun said that Donglai Mountain still belongs to us, the aura of that place is very good, and it would be a waste to leave it empty."
Not to mention his status as the fourth ancestor, even she can take care of people herself.
Chang Siguo looked at the distant sea of clouds and said, "You don't want to bring Bai Qiuyu up, do you?"
Youji shrank her neck, looked at the master's face from the side, and whispered: "Without the master's consent, Youji does not dare to act on her own. Master, do you think who is suitable..."
Chang Siguo interrupted: "You can pick whatever you want, and they will come up voluntarily, regardless of sect or region, within ten people."
Every time a person is brought up the mountain, they will be involved in cause and effect, which will have little impact on Chang Siguo, but Youji cannot avoid it.
After stabilizing his cultivation, Chang thought about the Linglong Divine Heart that could be cultivated, and vaguely noticed some differences.
You Ji said "Yes", chewed on the master's words, and said: "Mo Qingchen has been here a few times, and I told him that you are in seclusion, master."
"I won't see you for now, let him practice in peace..."
Chang Siguo looked at the hilltop that exposed the sea of clouds more than thirty miles away. The clouds and mist were like tides, constantly hitting the hilltop, and it seemed that it could submerge the hilltop at any time. He was stunned for a moment, and there was light hovering in his eyes, which was evolving unknowingly. Follow the rules of femininity.
Youji waited for a while but didn't hear what was going on. When she looked carefully, she saw that the master was staring at Yishu Ridge in the distance in a daze.
She silently retreated downwards, but the master still did not come out.
Perhaps, the top and bottom of Yuantian Peak will be places where the master can move around and retreat.
After thinking about it, she took Lin Longer and a few ghosts and moved to the lush hilltop called "Turtle Back Mountain" twenty miles to the northwest. In fact, all the hills that could expose the sea of clouds, looked up from the ground. It is a large mountain with strange peaks towering up into the sea of clouds.
Chang Siguo stood on the edge of the cliff and saw the bright green leaves in spring and the flying yellow leaves in autumn.
Wind, rain, thunder and other bad weather had no effect on him at all. With his magical power at this time, the rain could not fall on him. Ordinary thunder and lightning walked around him. In his eyes, he only saw the one that appeared in the foggy weather. If there is nothing, on the hill that separates the sea of clouds in the sunny sky, the clouds are like the tide day and night.
You Ji sent the ghost to keep an eye on the stone figure above the cliff.
When the ghost told her that the master had left the place and walked around, she was about to rush there, but she found that the master walked straight into the unnamed attic, so she gave up. She didn't have time to ask the master for a ray of divine energy flame last time. Continue to teach the enthusiastic Lin Long'er how to play chess.
This stinky chess basket case, Qinqi, calligraphy and painting only likes playing chess, and she is asking for trouble.
Thinking of it as a way to sharpen her mind, You Ji glanced at the ghosts floating in the air behind her, her heart suddenly moved, and she asked: "Who among you knows how to play chess?"
The dozen or so ghosts she collected from the mist of lost souls were all women in human form. She did not want to be surrounded by a group of monsters or transformed ghosts formed by the obsession of the remaining souls of men.
"I know some!"
"Go back to senior, I'll take a look."
"I can do it too."
Three ghosts who had learned human language shouted first.
The others couldn't understand the human language, so they were confused and didn't know what You Ji said.
You Ji nodded with satisfaction and said: "The three of you, take turns playing chess with Lin Long'er. Those with higher skills will be rewarded. You come first." You Ji casually designated one. She should have thought of it earlier. Teaching the ghost to play chess is better than It is much easier to teach Lin Long'er, an ignorant iron head.
After three games, Lin Longer was so satisfied that she no longer wanted Youji to play chess with her.
From then on, Chang Siguo walked out of the attic every year and a half and walked slowly on the top of Yuantian Peak.
Looking at mountains, water, clouds, sky, trees, flowers and grass, everything can make him fascinated.
If an inspiration is triggered, he can look at it for months.
You Ji once took advantage of the master's brief absence from seclusion, asked him for a ray of divine flame, and returned to Turtle Back Mountain to tinker with elixirs.
After coming out a few years later, Youji became obsessed with playing chess, and Lin Longer gradually became in tune with the Soul Puppet and was able to exert 30% of the strength of the golden elixir. Two ghosts who could speak human language were left behind in Guibei Mountain. On a windy day, Lin Longer On Li's morning, I left the Xingyin Pavilion.
Chang Siguo walked out of the attic again, two months later.
Next to him was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy who reached his shoulders. He had a fat face and fair skin. He was none other than Huo Mei Lianyi, who had not been around for a long time. After being promoted, his figure had shrunk, his face lost a lot of childishness, and he wore Wearing a set of purple-red robes, he was stern, followed by a little tree man who crawled out from the porch. His slender body, which was more than ten feet tall, stretched out and immediately grew taller, which looked very abrupt.
"Mu Meng, the wood spirit energy here is quite good. Please stay a little longer and sort out the flowers and trees on the mountain."
Chang thought about the little tree man that Lian Yi was asked to bring out.
The little tree man sniffed the rich spiritual energy with his wrinkled nose like dry bark, and agreed excitedly, "Okay!" Then he disappeared close to the nearby ancient tree.
He likes trees, and the older and rarer they are, the more he likes them.
There are many trees on the top and bottom of Genda Peak that have survived for thousands of years.
There are even two ancient trees that are close to being ten thousand years old. They were riddled with holes by lightning and most of the branches were dead. There are still new buds growing out. You Ji did not let the repairing monks cut them off and dig them out. They are lying in the forest on the edge of the cliff. It takes up quite a bit of space.
The little tree man appeared, singing ancient tunes in a low voice, waving his hands gently, and a little green light appeared from his palms, falling on the withered ancient trees.
The ancient trees that have gone through vicissitudes of life slowly glow with vitality, and new buds grow slowly, forming several upward branches. The decayed and withered trees fall downwards, and the roots like tree whiskers point towards the damp bottom. It drilled into the soil and formed an arch-bridge-like support.
Chang Siguo paid attention to the miracle of life created by the little tree man. After watching it for half an hour, he saw the little tree man resuscitating two ancient trees. Then he looked away and muttered to himself: "One withers and one flourishes, the grass and trees rise and fall, and the shadows and shadows." Yang, whoever follows is good.”
Lian Yi heard this in confusion, but he was very patient and ignored him. After Chang Siguo continued walking towards the cliff, he said, "Brother Hei, I want to go back to the Chongshan area."
"Going back to the Chongshan Region?"
Chang Siguo was constantly deducing the rules of yin and yang in his mind. He seemed to be slow to respond. After repeating a sentence, he said: "I can't leave for the time being. Otherwise, Youji will take you back to the Chongshan Region, and she will also go back..." …”
Lian Yi shook his head: "I won't go with her, I'll wait for you."
He is a fire charm, an innate fire type. He can't get along with Youji, a soul cultivator who is naturally cold. It's awkward to get along with him, let alone be alone all the way. It's annoying to think about it, and besides, he doesn't want to be with his mother. Let's stay together.
"Oh, oh, give me some time then."
I often think about the illusory and hazy scenery of yin and yang changing before my eyes.
He can now distinguish yin and yang in everything he looks at. For example, Lian Yi is yang, Youji is yin, stones are yang, running water is yin, white clouds are yang, dark clouds are yin... Everything can be divided into yin and yang, such as fire. Yin and Yang, Yin Fire and Yang Fire, and so on.
He had to close his eyes, stop thinking, empty his mind, stand on the edge of the cliff and let the mountain wind blow in his face.
Lian Yi couldn't help but frown a little. Is Brother Hei in a bad state?
He didn't know how to resolve the persuasion. His cultivation relied entirely on instinct and devouring. As long as he had a good appetite and the food tasted delicious, and the more he ate, his cultivation would naturally improve quickly. The two seventh-level demon beads given to him by Brother Hei, Almost finished digesting.
Accompanying Brother Hei, who closed his eyes and fell into silence, Lian Yi was bored.
One day, two days...and half a month passed, and Chang thought that the statue had no vitality, standing on the top of the cliff, motionless, with purple light flashing every half an hour, and its robes occasionally swaying.
Lian Yi shook his head. He was so stupid, spending so long blowing the mountain breeze with Brother Hei who was in a state of cultivation.
The figure flashed, and the next moment it appeared above the little tree man who was working hard to tidy up other thousands of years old trees on the mountainside. Lian Yi turned into a lazy fire beast, hanging on the little tree man, and followed the little tree man's work. And shake naturally.
Chongshan Domain, Phantom Pavilion.
The garden of Liuling Peak is colorful. You Ji and the respectful Bai Qiuyu are walking along the path. In the pavilion under the shade of the trees in the distance, Lin Longer and a group of ghosts are playing chess.
"You really don't want to go to Xingyin Pavilion? This is a rare opportunity? Whether it's spiritual energy, cultivation resources, etc., they are not comparable to Phantom Pavilion. If you go to Xingyin Pavilion, maybe you can advance to Jindan in fifty or sixty years. "
Youji didn't expect that the first person she invited would be stuck.
Bai Qiuyu lowered his head slightly and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Fairy. I don't like fighting, I don't like excitement, and I don't like changing to a comfortable place after staying for a long time. I am very good at Yanshan Medicine Garden."
Even if she no longer cares about world affairs, she has heard that that person has become the fourth ancestor of Xingyin Pavilion.
She really couldn't reach the top of the Immortal Realm.
With her intelligence, she would never have guessed that Fairy Qianying was working for that person. Besides, there was no airtight wall in the world, so she could hear some rumors about Fairy Qianying.
She hoped to stay in obscurity and have a peaceful place to live, and just occasionally drink tea from the "Wuyou" thick bowl and reminisce about the details of that time more than two hundred years ago. This life was enough.
Cultivation is really not that important to her, and fame and fortune are nothing.
Youji looked back and glanced at the woman who seemed to be otherworldly, feeling very helpless.
She looks weak, but is actually very stubborn.
"Don't you think about it for a few more days? What if he mentions you occasionally?"
Youji deceived her without her conscience.
Bai Qiuyu raised his head in surprise, then lowered his head again and whispered, "Thank you, Fairy, for your kindness."
Will that person mention her? From what she knew, it was impossible.
The two of them walked silently through the flower-scented path, speechless for a moment.
I learned that Fairy Qianying was going to guide several cultivators to enter the famous super sect Xingyin Pavilion. Regardless of their sect origin, the usually pure Phantom Pavilion would be visited by Golden Elixir or Void Transformation Realm monks with their juniors every now and then.
Youji set a few assessment rules for Baili Qiuzhu and Qi Qian, who were smiling from ear to ear, and then let them go to receive them. Anyway, the Phantom Pavilion had already reserved two places, and the Baqi Sect gave two places. , other sects gave four places, and she had other plans for the remaining two places.
To do a favor for Phantom Pavilion is also to train a team for the master.
It’s just that I basically don’t have any use for it. Who can practice as fast as I can?
The master has her to take care of him, and no one else can get involved.
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