After a long time, it finally became bright.
Just as the male disciples were making noise, the female disciples who had been silent suddenly screamed, as if they were dissatisfied with the male disciples and wanted to compete with each other.
Ji Liao looked back and saw a man coming from the air with a flying sword on his feet.
"It's him!" Ji Liao was slightly surprised.
The person outside the palace at this time was none other than Zhao Xinghai, who had met Ji Liao several times.
"Senior Brother Zhao is here."
"Hey, my favorite senior brother Zhao, he looks so handsome with his sword."
"Yes, in front of Senior Brother Zhao, all men in the world are trash."
"Why is Senior Brother Zhao here? Isn't Senior Sister Long giving a sermon today?"
"Who knows? Why do you care so much? If you can meet Senior Brother Zhao, today's visit will be in vain, right?"
These female disciples were already dissatisfied with the male disciples for flattering Long Ji and belittling other women. Now with the arrival of Zhao Xinghai, these female disciples found an outlet to express all the things they had been holding back in their hearts.
Words such as "all men except Zhao Xinghai are scum", "all men except Zhao Xinghai" are not men, etc., filled the whole hall for a while.
The male disciples who had been praising Long Ji crazily just now fell silent for an instant. They were all flushed by the words of these female disciples, and they all wanted to find a crack in the ground to turn around.
Zhao Xinghai came all the way proudly and landed directly on the high platform.
After stabilizing his figure, Zhao Xinghai showed a bright smile and cupped his hands towards Long Ji, "Zhao also wants to hear Junior Sister Long's teachings. Please don't blame Junior Sister Long for coming uninvited."
Long Ji frowned slightly, glanced at Zhao Xinghai coldly, nodded, and then closed her eyes again.
Zhao Xinghai was not angry either. He sat down in a corner behind the high platform and then closed his eyes and started meditating.
"Hey, Senior Brother Zhao and Senior Sister Long are such a perfect match."
"Yes, one has a peerless appearance and the other is awe-inspiring and handsome. They are worthy of our Yanshui Peak twin swords."
"Both are equally gifted and equally handsome. They are a match made in heaven."
After Zhao Xinghai sat down, people in the venue started talking again, but the conversation gradually changed, and in the end it turned into a discussion about whether Long Ji and Zhao Xinghai would become a Taoist couple in the future.
Although Zhao Xinghai had his eyes closed, the corners of his mouth raised when he heard the comments in the venue, and he was obviously very happy.
But Long Ji's face was even colder, as if covered with a layer of frost.
Long Ji suddenly opened her eyes, waved one hand, and the door of the Chuandao Pavilion suddenly closed with a "bang".
"The rest of us don't have to wait any longer. Let's start now."
As soon as the door of the Chuandao Pavilion was closed, the entire hall suddenly became dark. As Long Ji's cold voice spread, a large piece of milky white light fell into the sky, illuminating the entire hall.
Ji Liao looked up and saw eight head-sized crystals shining with milky white light on the dome of the main hall.
These crystals were arranged in an orderly manner. Ji Liao, who was in the light, felt that this light had a calming effect. It was obviously an unknown formation.
Long Ji's cold voice sounded.
There was some distance between Ji Liao and Long Ji, but Long Ji's voice lingered and echoed in the hall, spreading to every corner. Ji Liao, who was in the crowd, could hear it clearly.
There was a moment of silence in the venue, ignoring the commotion just now. Everyone sat cross-legged with solemn expressions, closed their eyes and listened to Long Ji's sermon.
But the next moment everyone in the venue frowned when they heard Long Ji's words. Even Zhao Xinghai, who was behind her, glanced at Long Ji in surprise.
After a while, some people couldn't hold it anymore. They opened their eyes curiously and glanced at Long Ji who was concentrating on the sermon on the stage. Then he winked at the people around him and seemed to ask again, "What's going on? Senior Sister Long." How do we start from the level of Naqi?"
The other person returned a helpless look and said, "I don't know either."
The inner disciples’ sermons held every two years at Yanshui Peak are never taught at the first level of Naqi, because these people have already achieved cultivation, and listening to the first level of Naqi is of no use. Those who have preached here Inner disciples know this very well, and most of them give lectures on the third or fourth floor.
Everyone's path of practice is different, so most of the Tao taught by inner disciples are also different. They talk about their own understanding of the Tao, and 20% of the thousands of disciples who listen to the Tao can have enlightenment among them. So this The sermon was not in vain.
But Long Ji started her lecture directly from the first level, which was the first time in the Purple Air Sect.
Ji Liao also frowned slightly, but after a while, his brows relaxed.
Long Ji started talking about it when she first entered the practice. Naturally, it was of no use to these disciples who were practicing in the sect. Although they did not have the guidance of their seniors, they could still communicate with other brothers and sisters if they had anything they didn’t understand.
But Ji Liao was different. He had been exploring cultivation on his own from the very beginning. He had only relied on his skills to reach this point, and he had never systematically heard about the disadvantages he would encounter on the way to cultivation.
Long Ji started the lecture directly on the first floor, which was a good thing for Ji Liao, as it seemed that the lecture was specifically for him.
After a while, Ji Liao was absorbed in Long Ji's sermon.
As time passed slowly, Long Ji also preached from the first level to the third level.
Ji Liao, immersed in it, suddenly understood many problems hidden in his heart.
Just as Long Ji said, the Qi-receiving period is a process of stepping onto the path of immortality and reborn. It is also a process of laying the foundation. It may seem insignificant, but it is actually very important. If the foundation is not laid well during the Qi-receiving period, it will be left behind in the future. A huge hidden danger.
For example, the size of the spiritual sea that is opened up. The spiritual sea gradually expands as the cultivation level increases in the early stage, and stops until it breaks through the sixth level of receiving Qi. If the spiritual sea that was opened before is too small and cannot accommodate enough spiritual energy, the foundation will be difficult to build in the future. If there are difficulties, even if you can successfully build the foundation, it will be a kind of existence with low magic power at the same level. It will be tens of millions of times more difficult to remedy it in the future.
But what surprised Ji Liao was that when Long Ji said that when the spiritual sea was first opened, the largest spiritual sea for people with ordinary qualifications was only the size of a thumb. When people with extraordinary qualifications opened the spiritual sea, there were only two at most. Finger width.
And Ji Liao clearly remembered that when he broke through the first level of Naqi, the spiritual sea opened up in his body was the size of a baby's fist, which was more than two or three times larger than the size of Long Ji's thumb.
Now, at the third level of his Naqi, he is already the size of an adult's fist.
He thought, "Am I an extremely talented person?"
He quickly rejected this idea, and finally attributed this situation to the heaven-defying power of Kantian Guiyuan Jue. After all, the quality of the practice can also directly lead to the depth of a monk's foundation.
Following Long Ji's explanation, Ji Liao finally knew where the bottlenecks were in the Naqi stage. There were four bottlenecks in the Naqi stage, namely at the third level, the sixth level, the eleventh level, and the tenth level. Three floors.
Ji Liao understood why his spiritual power suddenly exploded when he broke through the third layer of Qi on the mountain outside Yongding City. It not only hurt his meridians, but also caused him to faint directly. This was his direct and violent breakthrough, which caused the mana to It is caused by a sudden loss of control and violent chaos in the body.
Ji Liao was secretly afraid that if he didn't have the heaven-defying skill of Kantian Guiyuan Jue, then when Ji Liao broke through the third level of Naqi, he might directly ruin his future practice, or even die.
There was no time in the hall, and as Long Ji spoke slowly, the level of what she was talking about also gradually increased, and the people in the hall slowly sank into it.
When Long Ji talked about condensing gas into liquid, Ji Liao frowned at first, and then was overjoyed, because according to Long Ji's experience of condensing gas into liquid, she actually fought with the five elements to create fire, and condensed the five elements to plant the fire of Qilin True Fire. It was a similar approach, and Ji Liao suddenly found the key to why he had never been able to plant the Qilin True Fire.
He was ecstatic in his heart, "This time is really not in vain. It seems that I can't miss the sermons that will be held every two years in the future."
Time passed, and as Long Ji's last voice ended, the crystals on the dome also dimmed, and the hall suddenly became dark.
There was a "bang" sound.
The door of the Mission Pavilion opened in response, and the warm sunshine shone in from the door. A vaguely visible sun gradually rose, and the day and night passed like this.
Only then did the people in the venue open their eyes and look around, realizing that it was already the second day.
"Time flies so fast."
"Yes, there are no years of practice, just one day in the blink of an eye."
"Oh, I really don't want to let Senior Sister Long Ji leave."
"It would be great if I could talk for a day."
The disciples who had been listening all night started talking when the sermon was over, and the place suddenly became noisy again.
Xu Luning saw Ji Liao open his eyes with a smile on his face, revealing two shallow dimples.
"Junior Brother Ji, what did you gain from this sermon?"
"It's not bad. What Senior Sister Long Ji said has solved some of my doubts. How about you?" Ji Liao smiled honestly at Xu Luning, nodded and asked again.
"I practice wood-attribute spells, so I didn't gain much from this lecture." Xu Luning said with a hint of disappointment.
"It doesn't matter. This sermon is given once every two years. Two years pass quickly. Maybe I won't gain much next time, but you, senior sister, might gain a lot." Ji Liao comforted Xu Luning and said.
Long Ji, who was sitting on the high platform, opened her eyes and frowned when she heard the noise in the hall. She glanced around and found a simple and honest young man talking and laughing with a beautiful female disciple, with anger in his eyes. In a flash, the enchanting body stood up.
