Xiao He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart: He didn't expect that when he competed with Lie Bing that day, he casually named his palm technique Qingmu Palm, and it turned out to be a prophecy, and his dojo was named Qingmu. At the same time, Xiao He was even more shocked by the strangeness of the spiritual power of the Zhenwu Divine Sect. The spiritual energy of the thirty-six caves and seventy-two blessed lands each had its own characteristics, and the Zhenwu Divine Sect alone had eighty-one types of spiritual energy. Spiritual power, this is incredible.
The lead disciple took Xiao He to fly all the way. The two of them kept pace and soon arrived at Qingmu Peak.
The Aoki Dojo is located at the top of the Aoki Peak. It is very small and has only one wooden house, where all daily life and practice are done. There is a piece of land next to the wooden house that can be used to grow herbs. There is a water tank in front of the wooden house. The disciple explained that this water tank is It is used for bathing once a day, and the effect is more than ten thousand times stronger than the marrow cleansing in the early stage of practice. The water in the tank is changed daily by a water house steward named Shijiu.
The welcoming disciple took Xiao He to Qingmu Dojo and then left. Xiao He looked at the leaving welcoming disciple and kept sighing in his heart. On the way here, the welcoming disciple said that in fact, there are no disciples like him in the Zhenwu Shen Sect. Although there are many, their cultivation speed is far inferior to the current twenty-three elders of the Zhenwu Divine Sect, including Xiao He. They are even the same as other disciples of the sect, with a slight advantage. However, the lead disciple once mentioned that there was a young disciple of the Zhenwu Shen Sect who practiced slowly all the way. In the end, his strength reached the elder level and ranked among the twenty-three elders. However, such a genius has not been seen for thousands of years. Just one person.
Today, it was past the time to change the water. Standing in the courtyard, Xiao He looked around. His emotions were still complicated. In the blink of an eye, he joined a top sect like Zhenwu Shen Sect. His heart was inevitably ups and downs. Maybe it was because there were no other members of Zhenwu Shen Sect. The person has met before, so deep down in his heart, there is still a sense of unreality at this moment.
Xiao He walked to the wooden house and pushed the door open. In the wooden house, there was only a wooden bed, a wooden table, and a wooden chair. Other than that, there was nothing else. Xiao He smiled knowingly and sat cross-legged on the wooden bed. Go up, and in an instant, you have entered samadhi.
With just one Zhou Tian breath, Xiao He has realized how abundant the natural spiritual power of the Qingmu Dojo is. This is almost beyond the reach of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land. Cultivating under such unique conditions, it is no wonder that the Zhenwu Divine Sect has the status it has today.
Xiao He had never practiced in a place with such strong spiritual power. Xiao He was very excited. In fact, there was another reason for Xiao He's excitement. That was the moment he passed the Tianyuan Academy assessment, he realized that there were some changes in his body, and this The change made him unable to explain or explain it, as if he had encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation. What surprised Xiao He even more was that this inexplicable change gave him the illusion that his strength had begun to approach that of Gui Yanfeng. Seven Taoist priests, this idea is unbelievable, but he has actually felt it. What's more, even a mysterious figure like Dugu Huntian, who knew everything and knew everything, once told Xiao He that joining the Zhenwu Divine Sect was the beginning of his training, and no foundation had been laid before that.
With such doubts, Xiao He remained in samadhi. Throughout the night, he was in the cycle of natural Taoism. However, as before, it seems to have reached a bottleneck and there is no way to get started.
When he woke up again from his trance, it was already the morning of the second day. A ray of sunlight shone into the house through the wooden window. Xiao He got out of bed, put on a brand new Taoist robe, put on a jade plaque representing the status of the elder of the Zhenwu Shen Sect, and walked out of the wooden house. Just as he was about to rise with his sword, he heard a middle-aged man's voice: "Where are you going, Elder Xiao He?"
Xiao He was surprised. He didn't expect that he could meet someone who knew him in Zhenwu Shenzong, where everyone was cultivating alone. So he stopped and took a closer look. Sure enough, there was a fat man with a bald head and smiling face, and an open heart standing next to the large water tank in the courtyard.
Seeing this person, Xiao He felt very happy for some reason, so he smiled and said, "Is this your honor, Mr. Shijiu?"
The man did not deny it, nodded and said: "I am a few years older than you, so I am not a gentleman, let alone a distinguished one."
It turned out that this man was really Shijiu, and his appearance was exactly the same as what the disciple described. However, the disciple did not tell Xiao He that this man loved drinking so much that when talking to Xiao He, he would hold his own after every sentence. He took a sip of wine from his gourd and poured it into his mouth.
"Mr. Shijiu turns out to be a lover of wine?" Xiao He said with a smile again.
Shijiu nodded, raised his head and took another sip, and continued: "I told you that you are not a gentleman. Yesterday when you climbed the mountain to join the sect, it was past the time to change the water. This morning I was sent to pick up the young disciples. I came to change your water!"
Xiao He said: "Thank you!"
But Shijiu continued: "This is my job, why should I not do it?"
Xiao He didn't notice that when Shi Jiu said this, his eyes also glanced at his family ring, and the change in his expression was fleeting. He looked at Xiao He from head to toe again and said, "This dress suits you very well!"
Xiao He replied: "I think so too."
When he said this, another person arrived in the air, and he was the disciple who received yesterday. In the Zhenwu Shen Sect, except for the very indifferent Taoist Master Yun Yin and the Shijiu whom he had just met, Xiao He only knew one disciple who received him, so he also Extraordinarily kind.
"We meet again!" Xiao He said with a smile.
After guiding the disciple down, he asked, "Has Elder Xiao He taken a bath and washed his marrow?"
Xiao He replied directly: "Not yet."
The lead disciple immediately looked at Shijiu and said, "Master?"
"I just arrived! I just arrived!" Shi Jiu said repeatedly, and immediately poured the two large buckets of water he brought into the tank. After doing all this,
Shijiu looked at the welcoming disciples and Xiao He and said, "I will come again tonight to change!" After saying that, he swayed away with two buckets of water.
Xiao He kept staring at Shi Jiu's back and said, "This man is really interesting."
The leading disciple also looked at Shi Jiu and said, "Although this person has the lowest level of cultivation and the lowest position in the Zhenwu Divine Sect, he smiles a lot and is kind-hearted. The young disciples all like him!" After finishing speaking, Xiao He didn't wait. Then he spoke and continued: "Elder Xiao He, please take a bath and cleanse your marrow first. We have one more thing to do to complete all this."
Xiao He just nodded and without asking any questions, he took off his clothes and jumped into the vat. Such a method of cleansing the marrow was guided by the devil. Xiao He had also tried it in the spring water of Hanshan Mountain that day, and the effect of this small tank of clear water was even better than that of the clear spring of Hanshan Mountain. Moreover, Xiao He did not expect that, Today, I still have impurities in my body.
Disciple Jie Ying explained: "No matter how you practice meditation, you cannot answer the questions at your best all the time. If you are distracted even a little, distracting thoughts will arise. This inconspicuous pool of clear water can not only wash away impurities and filth The Qi can even wash away the distracting thoughts of one’s own practice!”
Xiao He understood in his heart and was filled with admiration. After bathing, Xiao He once again put on the Taoist robe of the Zhenwu Divine Sect and led the disciples away from Cyanwood Peak.
Not long after the flight, Xiao He was led by the disciples to stop at another peak of the Zhenwu Shen Sect. Before landing, Xiao He could already feel the thunder and lightning coming from the pavement, which was very filling. It seemed that Zhenwu was eighty Each peak has its own special attributes, and this is true.
After pressing down, he led the disciples and said, "This is Elder Zhenming's dojo, and the last ceremony for you to join the Zhenwu Divine Sect will be performed here!"
"Ritual? What ceremony?" Xiao He asked doubtfully.
"Breaking the Realm!" The lead disciple said seriously as he walked away.
As expected, there was another stone house on the top of the mountain. When the two of them walked into the courtyard, a vicissitudes of voice came from the stone house: "Are you here to welcome the young disciple?"
The disciple who received him said respectfully: "Elder Zhenming, this junior is here to lead the new elder to perform the ritual of breaking through the realm."
"Go!" Elder Zhenming said two simple and pure words in the stone house.
Elder Zhenming was so powerful that Xiao He didn't say much. He led his disciples to the back of the stone house. There was a basin not far behind the stone house, which seemed to have been formed by the impact of a meteorite. After an unknown amount of time, the rock walls around the basin have become Has been extremely smooth.
The lead disciple said to Xiao He: "Elder Xiao He, this final ritual requires breaking through the realm with thunder punishment. Its form is similar to the legendary tribulation, but the difficulty is much smaller than in the legend, and you can't ascend if you pass it. This is a special way of cultivation due to the unique geographical location of the Zhenwu Shen Sect, and it is also the most difficult level. After being baptized here, one can truly begin the path to immortality."
Xiao He was in awe and asked, "What if we fail?"
The leading disciple replied: "The only option is to die! There have been precedents before."
Xiao He took another deep breath, knowing that there was no way to retreat. He followed the instructions to lead his disciples and stood in the center of the basin. He placed the jade tablet proving his identity in the stone trough on the ground in the center. As expected, it fit perfectly. The moment he put it in, there was a loud thunder above his head. The disciples who received him had already hid far away and observed carefully. Xiao He was the only one left in the large basin of Nuo, who had to fight against the thunder above his head.
Facing the bursts of thunder hanging above his head, Xiao He did not dare to be careless at all. He mobilized all his magic power to protect himself. The Tai Chi mirror was already spinning faintly in front of his chest. The moment Xiao He used the magical weapon to prepare for defense, the top of his head The dark clouds rotated like a huge whirlpool, as if absorbing the surrounding thunder. The dark clouds rotated faster and thicker. At the moment of saturation, the dark clouds exuded strange colors of red and purple, "Boom!" "Suddenly there was a loud noise, the thunder above his head had already descended, and Xiao He, holding swords in both hands, with a Tai Chi mirror on his chest to protect his body, raised his magic power to the limit, and attacked the thunder head-on.
"Boom!" There were three loud noises in succession. Xiao He's surroundings were surging with magic power. He showed no fear on his face and faced the thunder one after another above his head without fear. Under the astonishing surge of magic power, the earth trembled. Looking from a distance, Xiao He's body almost merges with Jing Lei.
The thunder did not stop, but became more and more fierce. Xiao He knew that he had to resist the thunder's attack no matter what. However, the surrounding thunder clouds were dense, and the wind and residual clouds wrapped around his body. Under the huge mixer-like thunder package, Next, Xiao He almost lost his last trace of consciousness. At the critical moment, the golden light in Xiao He's Dantian was overwhelming, and it seemed to form a vortex. Almost all the thunder and lightning falling above his head were absorbed by the golden vortex.
The thunder came fiercely and incessantly, and the golden vortex refused to accept everyone who came. Finally, at the last moment, the absorption of the golden vortex seemed to reach a saturated state, "Boom!" Finally, the golden vortex After releasing all the power of thunder and lightning he had just absorbed in an instant without any reservation, he collided with the oncoming thunder group, and there was another huge explosion, which made the extremely cold Taoist Zhen Ming unable to bear it. Please come to the site to check.
However, when Zhenming arrived at the scene, the explosion subsided, the clouds and mist dispersed, and the sky returned to its previous blue color. Xiao He was holding a jade token in his hand, and his whole body was empty. He was open and clear between heaven and earth, and his skin was crystal clear. The leading disciples and Taoist Zhenming looked at Xiao He in surprise. At this moment, Xiao He was already the same as Taoist Zhenming. There is an additional fairy energy in the magic power around him.
