Three days later.
At the foot of Pingding Mountain.
boom!
A thick tree collapsed, revealing a tall and strong man holding an iron axe. He put the iron ax on his waist, stretched out his arms to hug the trunk of the tree, shouted softly, and actually lifted the thick tree and carried it on his back. on the shoulders.
There was a group of people around him, either working hard to cut down trees or leveling the land with rakes.
Not far away, Zhang Feixuan, dressed in brocade clothes, was squatting on the ground and found an herb with purple petals from the bushes.
"This thing is called Aconitum. It is a common herbal medicine. You can find it on the road. It can be used as medicine or eaten. The petals have the effect of restoring yang and replenishing blood, and the rhizome has the effect of dispersing cold and relieving pain. If it is used to stew soup, It can also help yang and relieve pain. But please note that flowers with three petals can only be eaten. Flowers with four petals are highly poisonous and should not be touched, you know?"
Next to him, there was a young man in his mid-14s, holding a small notebook, nodding and writing down, "I understand, Second Great Immortal!"
"The great immortal is the great immortal, what are the two great immortals, you kid..." Zhang Feixuan's forehead stirred up black lines, and he looked at the young man with an unkind expression.
"But... the Great Immortal is Mr. Song, and you are Mr. Song's junior brother. Aren't you the second Great Immortal?" the young man said timidly.
"You can call me Master Zhang. Why, I'm not worthy of being your master?" Zhang Feixuan broke the herb and threw it to the young man.
The young man took the medicinal herbs and said, "But Mr. Song is not allowed to call me master. Our Jinxian Sect is a righteous sect and there is no such thing as master."
"Then you still call him Master!"
Zhang Feixuan stood up and pointed at the young man, furious.
"Second Immortal, did I say something wrong?" The young man was startled by Zhang Feixuan's reaction and asked quickly.
Zhang Feixuan's fingers were shaking and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.
On normal days, if he had encountered such a weird little devil, he would have sucked his blood and let him taste the feeling of blood loss.
But I can't do it...
Because he was at the foot of Zongmen Mountain, and on the mountain, there was a terrifying senior brother.
Three days!
Three days have passed since my senior brother taught the Dharma.
After he finished teaching the method that day, Zhang Feixuan was still thinking about going back to digest it, and then he was stopped by Song Yin. Then he combined the remaining tools and used the technique of "shaping things with objects" to transform an iron axe, a pickaxe, a rake. , let them go down the mountain to cut trees, prepare the land, and mine stones.
The purpose of logging and quarrying is to repair the sect's buildings and build houses for these mortals. The purpose of leveling the land is to free up the foot of the mountain, otherwise there will be no room to build houses.
There was already a small house in this place. According to the senior brother, he lived here before and it happened to be centered here.
Both the disciples on the mountain and the mortals have been sent out to work here.
He, Zhang Feixuan, was no exception, but today it was not his turn to cut down trees and prepare the land. Instead, he was responsible for teaching mortals how to distinguish between medicinal herbs and edible wild vegetables.
And those youngest teenagers among mortals are the subjects of his teaching this time.
According to Song Yin, each person selects one or two people to teach different mortals every day, not only to test their own mastery of medicinal stones, but also to allow mortals to confirm their familiarity with each other, achieving multiple goals with one stone.
However, his dignified second disciple of the Golden Immortal Sect, who others call an evil heretic, now not only has to teach mortals, but also has to cut down trees? Still have to quarry? Still have to cultivate the land? !
He never did this when he was a mortal!
What a joke!
Then he did it obediently.
There was nothing he could do. From the day his senior brother taught him the Dharma, even if he just looked at him, he was frightened and had no intention of resisting.
But this was nothing more than the pain of labor. For three days, they had been tortured by Song Yin's "aura of the great road" every morning. The plains of Pingding Mountain were wailing, as if they had been refined in the alchemy furnace.
As for why you don't run...
Because it smells so good.
What he ate was high-grade pills and what he practiced was true magic. In just three days, this tall and strong man had reached the third level of fighting power from the second level of solid energy. Now his energy circulates and generates itself, otherwise he would not be able to carry the tree.
Even Zhang Feixuan himself has gained insights every day and realized something every night. His cultivation has improved a lot, and he is obviously moving towards the sixth level of 'Tongyou'.
There are obvious benefits, and the aura of the avenue is torturous but not fatal. After thinking about it, Zhang Feixuan still did not choose to run.
Having said that, it was really painful to temper a person with the aura of the great avenue. Once he was tempered, his soul would be stunned for a long time. It was even worse this morning. In a trance, he seemed to see his grandmother who had died long ago...
Thinking of this, Zhang Feixuan looked up to the sky and sighed: "When will it be over?"
"When will it be over?"
He was not the only one who made this sound. The tall disciple carrying the tree was also looking at him with sorrow and anger, and he looked up to the sky and sighed.
Then, the two looked at each other and felt a sympathy for each other.
At this moment, Zhang Feixuan no longer looked down on this disciple who was not even ranked, because in the eyes of the senior brother, everyone seemed to have the same status.
Hmm... just as miserable.
"It's getting late, let's go, let's go..."
Zhang Feixuan glanced at the red sky as the sun gradually set, waved his hand and said to everyone: "We'll have a rest today."
As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining disciples immediately put down their tools, for fear of being delayed.
The mortals, on the other hand, were a little reluctant to leave and called it a day under Zhang Feixuan's order.
A group of people formed two teams, with the disciples in front and the mortals behind. They formed a long queue and went up the mountain in an orderly manner.
"hiss..."
Only halfway to the mountain path, Zhang Feixuan suddenly took a breath of cold air.
"Second Senior Brother? What's wrong?" asked the tall disciple.
Zhang Feixuan looked at the neat team and opened his mouth, "Do we... usually go up the mountain like this?"
"I don't know...we haven't walked together before." The tall and strong disciple said in a low voice.
"Forget it, forget it, it's nothing..." Zhang Feixuan shook his head and continued to lead people to walk up the mountain.
Not long after, they reached the square on the top of the mountain. At this time, there were some logs and stones piled up in the square. Among them, a white figure jumped up and down around the square. He stretched out his hand and easily lifted a huge stone half a man high. Lift it up, then throw it forward.
boom!
When throwing it, the figure directly punched the boulder, blasting the stone into pieces. However, the moment it was broken into pieces, it changed into pieces of tiles, flying on the top of a side hall and covering them neatly. live.
Then, he embedded his five fingers into the thick log, lifted it up as if it were a hollow object, quickly rushed to the side hall, and pushed the log up hard. The log glowed with white light in his hand and changed, and it was like the side hall. The gaps in the temple building were fused and the building was completely repaired.
If that person is not Song Yin, who is it?
"Um..."
Looking at the completed side hall, Song Yin nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, this is completed. If there are more people in the future, more buildings can be added."
As he said that, he turned his head and looked at the people who had arrived at the mountain gate, "You're back? That's all you need to do today. Put down your things and have a rest."
At this time, the tall disciple struggled to put down the tree on his shoulders, making a muffled sound when it came into contact with the ground, and then rubbed his shoulders and breathed heavily.
"Thank you for your hard work, senior brother."
Zhang Feixuan bowed his hands and glanced at the tall disciple from the corner of his eyes, feeling helpless.
They are both at the fighting level, but this junior brother was almost dead from exhaustion after carrying the tree for a long time. The senior brother just grabbed the tree as if for fun...
"Speaking of which, junior brother, the main hall and the side halls are all easy to repair, but I don't know what the statues in the hall look like. Junior brother, do you know?"
Song Yin walked over and held up a huge stone, but suddenly thought of something and looked at Zhang Feixuan.
"I don't know either, maybe the master knows, the master..."
Zhang Feixuan was suddenly startled, and he remembered.
Old Man Jin Guang...seems like he hasn't been out for four or five days.
"Master is in seclusion. It's better not to disturb his old man. Let's wait until he comes out of seclusion."
Retreat?
Zhang Feixuan smacked his lips, the old man hasn't even reached the foundation yet, why should he shut up...
"By the way, junior brother, how is the repair at the foot of the mountain?" Song Yin asked again at this time.
Hearing this, Zhang Feixuan put aside the thoughts in his mind and said immediately: "Reporting to Senior Brother, the foot of the mountain is almost leveled. In two days, buildings should be constructed for mortals to live in."
"Very good, thanks to junior brother." Song Yin said with a smile.
"It should be, it should be..."
Zhang Feixuan smiled and complimented: "It's all senior who taught me well. I'm not only sharing my worries for senior, I also want to learn the true method as soon as possible."
Song Yin smiled and nodded: "It's a good thing to want to learn the true method. As the second disciple, you have to speed up the progress... Let's do this. From tonight, I will use the breath of the avenue to train you again, so as to practice the human elixir method as soon as possible. "
"!!!"
Zhang Feixuan's eyes widened, his mouth opened unconsciously, and his face turned ashen.
"No, it's not necessary, senior brother, I think once is enough. Really, this cultivation of Qi should not be done too fast, it must be done step by step!"
Zhang Feixuan forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and his voice was full of tremors. If you listened carefully, it seemed to be a little bit shrill.
He swears to God, he really just meant it as a compliment and nothing else!
"Don't worry, I know it well. You won't be too harsh when practicing at night. It's normal for a cultivator to be tempered a little."
Song Yin couldn't help but grab Zhang Feixuan's wrist with a smile on his face.
Zhang Fei
Seeing the white air arousing in Song Yin's hand, Zhang Feixuan let out a desperate cry:
"Senior brother! Senior brother doesn't want it, senior brother doesn't want it!!"
In the alchemy room of the main hall.
Jin Guang, who had been in the alchemy room for a few days, was about to go out to see the situation. As soon as a hole was opened in the stone wall, not to mention his body, he heard a hoarse shout with a distorted voice before he could even put his head out.
Jin Guang blinked, retracted his head again, silently thickened the restriction, then picked up a ginseng on the medicine shelf, put it in his mouth and chewed it, then looked at the stinking rotten meat again, his expression suddenly determined.
"With the blessing of the Infinite Heavenly Lord, I will definitely study it thoroughly for you today!"
