Spring has already started for a month now.
However, due to the spirit fish fishing and the dragon gate trial, the construction process of the outer gate mountain guarding array was delayed a lot.
Logically speaking, it should have been built a month ago.
At the beginning of spring this year, spiritual farmers continued to plant ordinary spiritual rice and had not yet planted high-yield spiritual rice.
Today happens to be the day to harvest spiritual rice. Presumably, the higher-ups will distribute high-yield spiritual rice to them for subsequent planting.
Xiao Yuying saw the movement outside and couldn't help but ask: "Senior brother, won't it be too convenient to go out next time?"
Chu Ming nodded, "That should be the case, especially for spiritual farmer disciples like us."
"But there should be a market within the sect, but things shouldn't be as cheap as outside."
There used to be a market at the outer gate of the Shenyi Sect, but because you had to pay stall fees, things were not as cheap as the market. Later, no one went there and it was gradually closed.
Now that the outer mountain guarding formation is open and the market is isolated from the outside, the market should be reopened.
Xiao Yuying sighed, "It feels like being locked up."
"But I heard that it's very chaotic outside. It's safer to stay in the sect. It's good and bad."
Chu Ming hugged her and said, "For us, safety is the most important thing."
“Even if it usually costs more, it’s still acceptable.”
"When you are strong enough in the future, you will naturally be able to leave here at any time."
Xiao Yuying leaned into Chu Ming's arms and nodded: "As long as I can be with my senior brother, it doesn't matter where I am."
Chu Ming smiled and kissed his junior sister's soft cheek, then the two of them got up, dressed, and started eating.
After the meal, they began their respective practices.
Chu Ming first switched his perspective to observe the changes inside and outside the sect.
The mountain-protecting formation enveloped the entire sect, including parts of Jinlin Lake.
The two cities were isolated, and the atmosphere in the city suddenly became much cooler.
The array is divided into three lanes, each lane is tens of feet apart, and there are inner martial arts disciples in white uniforms patrolling back and forth.
There are entrances to the east, west, north and south, guarded by martial arts disciples outside.
Anyone who comes in or out will undergo a series of strict checks before being allowed in or out.
There is also an entrance above Jinlin Lake, and eight martial arts disciples are guarding it inside and outside the formation.
Those who go to the trial or return from the Dragon Gate Trial must also undergo strict interrogation before they can enter or exit.
At this time, Chu Ming saw a disciple wearing a red cloud Taoist robe flying from the direction of the trial in the distance. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Zhou Junyang.
He should have already established a foundation.
Although he said before that he planned to practice in seclusion.
But with opportunities like the Golden Scale Fish appearing in the world and the Dragon Gate Trial, he naturally couldn't miss it.
What is striking is the fire under his feet, which is as golden and dazzling as the sun, and the whole person seems to have flown over on the sun.
This light made several martial arts disciples unable to open their eyes.
The magic circle did not isolate the sound, and Chu Ming could hear the conversations of several people.
A martial arts disciple outside shouted from afar: "But Junior Brother Zhou is back?"
Zhou Junyi is a disciple of Chixiao Peak, but he works in Wutang and knows a few people.
"I have met several senior brothers. My flying magic weapon was destroyed during the trial, so I can only use magic to fly back."
The four martial arts disciples looked at each other, "Junior Brother Zhou is really back."
"You've been gone for more than a month. I thought you were already damaged inside, but I didn't expect you could come back."
"Have you mastered the true meaning of the fire element? How many trials have you passed in these days?"
A martial arts disciple threw a flying fire fan and asked Zhou Junyang to use it first.
Zhou Junyang thanked him, stepped on it, and then said: "I have passed thirty-three levels of trials in total."
"This is the true meaning of Yanghuo, which I realized accidentally during the trial."
"Compared with the true meaning of blazing fire that my master wants to teach me, it is dozens of times stronger and more suitable for me."
Everyone around them felt envious after hearing this.
One person exclaimed: "Junior brother Zhou is really a genius. He was able to pass the thirty-third level trial alone in the early stage of foundation building, and he also mastered the true meaning of the fire element."
"This is probably the true meaning of the top fire element, right?"
Zhou Junyang smiled slightly and said modestly: "It's just good luck."
"Not long after entering the trial, I realized the true meaning of Yanghuo, and the subsequent trials were much easier."
"After passing the thirty-third floor, I thought it was okay and stopped, so I hurried back."
Hearing this, everyone praised him again.
Although Junyang this week only has three-color spiritual roots and the fire spiritual roots are more prominent, his cultivation talent is excellent.
Now that he has mastered this true meaning, his future achievements will be extraordinary.
And this person's fighting talent must also be top-notch.
Although he has mastered the true meaning of Yanghuo, it is not easy to pass the thirty-three trials.
Judging from the current situation, among the disciples in the foundation building period, he is the disciple who has cleared the most trials.
As long as these people grow up, they will definitely be reused in the martial arts hall.
After a few years, he might become a martial arts elder.
Naturally, everyone fawned for a while, and after a while of greetings, Zhou Junyang left.
When Chu Ming saw this, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked.
This week Junyang turned out to be so extraordinary, and his luck was also first-class.
Although the true meaning of Yang Fire is not as good as my own burning power, it should also be the top fire true meaning.
This week Junyang will definitely be cultivated by the sect in the future.
I hope his growth will not bring him trouble, Chu Ming thought to himself.
At this time, the martial arts disciples were still talking about what had just happened, and discussing how many trials the other geniuses, elders and other figures in the sect would pass.
They talked about Li Haimeng, Jiang Feiyu, and names such as Jiang Feihu and Xue Chun that Chu Ming was not familiar with.
Chu Ming listened secretly. At this moment, someone came back from the direction of the trial in the distance.
He took a closer look and saw that it was Wu Changqing, an old man.
Wu Changqing was flying towards this side on a flying sword at this time, but if he looked carefully, he only had one leg left!
His face was also ugly, full of anger and shame.
He only entered three days ago. Before that, he had been looking for people who had gone in and tried it to learn from them and collect experience information.
In order to maximize the benefits, he also chose to participate in the trial alone.
I thought he would soar into the sky, but he came out so quickly with a broken leg.
Tragic, really tragic!
Chu Ming couldn't help but want to laugh.
Wu Changqing flew to the entrance of the magic circle, and several martial arts disciples were a little surprised.
"Elder Wu, what are you..."
Wu Changqing waved his hands with a livid face and said: "It was a moment of negligence, so it's okay not to mention it."
Several martial arts disciples were sensible and didn't say much, but the smiles on their faces were a little hard to conceal.
After checking him, he let him in.
Wu Changqing stepped on the flying sword with one foot and entered the sect, landing on the ground.
Seeing that no one was around, he sat under a tree and burst into tears.
"my leg……"
Coincidentally, that tree was the same tree that Chu Ming planted as a sensory plant.
Seeing Wu Changqing crying next to him, Chu Ming felt a little funny.
But he didn't look much, for fear of exposing something, and then he entered the space to practice.
(End of chapter)
