The man's face was pale, but his spirit was very high.
As he walked, he kept saying things like "Master Tao is done".
An acquaintance in the team asked, "Senior Brother Zhou, how is it?"
The monk surnamed Zhou chuckled: "It's done! Three Yuan Apertures have been opened! The Holy Son will not be deceived by me!"
Anyone who comes here to gain enlightenment must receive a jade chip from Su Ling'er.
The front of the jade chip is the serial number of the queue, and the back is the number of the orifice opened.
The monk who asked was immediately overjoyed: "Then the number I drew is six, doesn't it mean I can open six Yuan Apertures?! Hiss, the Holy Son is my reborn father!"
"Six? You're very lucky, I drew two."
"Fellow Taoist, do you want to sell your jade? I have spiritual stones for any price!"
"The spiritual stone is of no use, little brother, I will trade it with you for the best magic weapon!"
"Don't argue, I'll give you a magic weapon!"
Seven or eight people gathered around, all wanting to exchange his jade chips.
When he heard the magic weapon, the monk was immediately moved. He had not yet officially become a disciple and was helpless. For him, the magic weapon was a good thing that could only be expected but not sought.
However, opening the six Yuan Apertures is also related to the speed of practice in the future.
To change or not to change?
Just when he was struggling, a burly monk came over.
He said coldly:
"If anyone makes any noise again, the jade chips will be confiscated and the qualifications for enlightenment will be deprived!"
Those who wanted to exchange jade chips quickly returned to the team.
They are all in the foundation building stage, and even have a golden elixir stage,
But in front of this little qi-refining cultivator, I didn't dare to have any temper.
There is no way, this is Zhao Tiesheng, the "security guard" appointed by the Holy Son.
The team fell silent again.
Zhao Tiesheng was about to go back to meditate when he saw a young man walking over, so he waved to him: "Take your number here."
The young man nodded slightly, came to Su Ling'er, bowed his hands and said, "Sister Ling'er, can you give me a jade chip?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Su Ling'er raised her head and said, "Why is Junior Brother Xiaoxiang here too?"
This young man is Hong Xiangsheng, the great elder’s new direct disciple.
During the decisive battle on the human list, he took drugs to increase his true energy and sent Li Mu to the foundation-building realm.
Hong Xiangsheng was a little embarrassed: "I want to ask the Holy Son to help me enlighten myself."
Su Ling'er was stunned, "I remember that you have opened more than thirty yuan orifices, right? Isn't that enough?"
Hong Xiangsheng scratched his head: "Who would mind if there are too many orifices opened?"
"It makes sense." Su Ling'er pointed to the door, "You don't need to take a number. Senior brother said that anyone who was picked up by him during the Dao Discussion Ceremony, uh, and those who have fought with him, don't have to queue up."
…
inside the house.
Li Mu sat cross-legged, and his consciousness entered the inner space.
After collecting "energy" bubbles for several days, coupled with the replenishment of true energy from hundreds of people every day, his Yuanhai has changed from a shallow pool to a small pond.
The realm has also soared directly from the second level of Foundation Establishment to the sixth level of Foundation Establishment.
However, several days of "work" made him mentally exhausted.
"We can no longer work at such high intensity."
"Starting from tomorrow, we will pick up thirty every day."
He yawned, stood up, took a sip of spiritual tea, and pulled the red rope on the wall.
Jingle Bell……
The bell hanging on the door rang.
The door was pushed open.
Li Mu looked at the young man who came in and was slightly startled.
When Hong Xiangsheng saw Li Mu, he was also stunned.
I saw that the Holy Son was not wearing a monk's robe, but a white gown with an everted collar and a pocket sewn on the chest containing a charcoal pen.
It's an outfit I've never seen before.
Moreover, the walls of the room were painted white. There was a square table diagonally opposite the entrance, with a chair behind and a stool in front. There was a narrow bed against the wall on the other side.
The air is still filled with the smell of elixir aromatherapy.
"The Holy Son's taste is really unique." Hong Xiangsheng sighed secretly, bowed his hands, "I have met the Holy Son."
After a brief moment of astonishment, Li Mu bowed in return and said, "Junior Brother Hong, please sit down quickly."
Li Mu sat on the chair behind the square table, opened a notebook, took a charcoal pen, and started asking as usual: "How old is Junior Brother Hong this year?"
Hong Xiangsheng replied subconsciously, "I just turned sixteen last month."
"Well, sixteen is good," Li Mu asked again, "What state are you in now? Which acupoints have been opened? Have you been feeling uncomfortable lately?"
After some questioning, Hong Xiangsheng became more and more curious, "Holy Son, what are you...?"
Li Mu closed the file book, "I have created a file for everyone who comes to seek enlightenment and archive the information. If there is any problem in the future, there will be a place to check."
Hong Xiangsheng felt dizzy after hearing this. He thought Li Mu was being very arrogant, so he cupped his hands and said, "The Holy Son is really thoughtful."
"Junior Brother Hong is so complimentary," Li Mu waved his hand, "Go and lie down on the medical bed. I will check your body right now."
…
There was no sun or moon in the mountains, and several days passed in the blink of an eye.
Li Mu's Yuan Devouring Technique has reached the ninth level, and he is becoming more and more comfortable absorbing real energy.
The monks knew that he only opened the eyes to thirty people every day, so they no longer queued up every day but made appointments in advance.
There are also some quick-thinking people who are reselling "reservation numbers" and become scalpers, and are shamed by many monks.
Li Mu doesn't care about these things.
On this day, he finished collecting his true energy and came to Dengyun Tower.
Su Bing sat on the edge of the cliff, holding a bamboo dried fish, and the long fishing line fell into the sea of clouds.
Li Mu stepped forward: "Master, are you fishing again?"
Su Bing didn't look back. With a thought in his mind, a wisp of white cloud flew out and turned into a stool.
Li Mu sat down next to him, looked at the rolling sea of clouds below, and asked doubtfully: "Master, there shouldn't be any fish down here, right?"
Su Bing just smiled softly, "Just wait."
"oh."
"By the way, how have you been practicing these past few days?"
"It has reached the eighth level of foundation building, and the cultivation of Yuan Devouring Art has reached the ninth level."
"So fast?"
Su Bing finally turned around and asked with some surprise: "You have only been building the foundation for eleven or two days, right?"
Li Mu nodded, "Today is the twelfth day. Thanks to the care of my brothers and sisters, I have selflessly given my true energy to help me improve my cultivation."
"They are here to open the orifices. True Qi can be slowly refined and accumulated, but Yuan Qiao is not so easy to open." Su Bing turned his head and looked at the slightly swaying fishing line, "The elders have chosen disciples to practice Devouring Qi. Jue, following your method can also enlighten people, but the effect is never as good as yours."
"Your Dao Foundation should have been affected by the power of luck, so you were able to absorb so much true energy in a short period of time."
"As a teacher, I still underestimate the role of luck."
While Su Bingzheng was talking, the fishing line suddenly sank and the fishing rod suddenly bent.
"coming!"
Su Bing used both hands to tighten his grip on the fishing rod.
There seems to be a big fish under the fishing line, swimming around and stirring up the sea of clouds.
"Heh, it's quite exciting."
Su Bing skillfully dragged the fishing rod, sometimes taking in the line, sometimes letting it out, to deal with the "big fish".
After struggling like this for a long time, the "big fish" may have become tired, its strength gradually decreased, and its struggle was no longer so fierce.
Su Bing suddenly exerted his strength and lifted the fishing rod directly up.
A golden carp jumped out of the sea of clouds. After seeing the fishing immortal, its body suddenly grew in size and turned into a dragon.
