Inexplicably, Senior Brother Chen Feng may not necessarily like you.
Wang Qing took it upon himself to fight Chen Feng's injustice for a while, then went up the mountain and returned to his monastery. He slowly planned for a while. After breaking through the second foot and three yin meridian, he had already entered the twelfth level of Qi training. His speed was so fast that it was rare in Siming Mountain. , Sure enough, I always feel good after taking drugs. As for the worry about the sequelae of taking too many pills, it belongs to some hypocritical protagonists. What does it have to do with Wang Qing?
At this point in Wang Qing's Qi training stage, there is only the last serious line left that has not been broken open. What is left is to work hard, purify the Qi, and wait for the energy to be fully charged. A little spiritual spirit is stirring in the Qi. Next, plant it into Dantian and build the foundation of Taoism.
As the Dragon Boat Festival approached, Wang Qing simply took a leave of absence from both Chuanfa Hall and Jiuyuan Mansion. He still had to attend the first class, and spent the rest of the time rushing to practice Qi to perfection.
"I wonder how Senior Brother Ye Fei is doing in his cultivation now?"
Before entering meditation, Wang Qing suddenly thought of it.
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sword hall.
Ye Fei was under a small waterfall, his upper body red and glowing with a faint cold light.
Next to the waterfall is an old man in black clothes with a withered face, who is saying: "If you want to compete with the swordsman geniuses of Tianjian Sect, you will suffer a hundred times or a thousand times more than them. The talent is not as good as others. This is unreasonable. It’s just that there is a glimmer of hope in the Tao. Talent and talent do not determine everything. Will and chance can all be opportunities for a comeback. You now have two styles of "Shattered Star Sword". This sword technique is definitely not ordinary. I am afraid that God What the disciples of the Sword Sect may not be able to do is comparable. This is your chance.
If you have the opportunity in hand, and if you endure hardships and train your body to become stronger, you will have a chance. I have been in charge of the sword hall for decades, and you are the first disciple who hopes to master this acquired sword style. You must not let me, especially yourself, down! "
Ye Fei didn't speak, but his expression became more determined and indifferent.
A moment later, a clear chant suddenly came out of Ye Fei's body, causing the eyes of the master of the Siming Mountain Sword Hall to shine.
Siming Peak, Qiudao Palace, the leader Yue Zongcheng raised his eyes slightly, showing a slight smile.
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While Wang Qing was taking drugs to generate strong energy, he diligently went to the first hall to listen to the lectures. After Master Yan, Master Wu from Tianhe Prefecture also came to give lectures, specializing in the use of magical weapons and the art of magical passages, so that those who possess the "Little Wu Xiangyu" Wang Qing from "Swordsmanship" became addicted. Master Wu's words were good, but he was a bit straight-forward. Wang Qing had a look of admiration on his face for a long time, but he didn't even look at him.
After the two Supreme Elders, the two masters of the Artifact Hall and the Alchemy Hall also came to talk about the advanced content and common sense of the Second Way of Alchemy and Baicao. Some other senior elders, or alchemy monks who have studied deeply in a certain path, such as the master of the sword hall, will also talk about it one by one.
It can be said that all the teachings that Siming Mountain can give to its disciples have been given after the first church.
The rest is up to you.
After Wang Qing attended the sixth class, Master Yue came to inspect the training of this advanced training class and visit the teachers and disciples. He also knew Wang Qing. Although due to stability considerations, Duan Baili's incident was not disclosed to the sect, he was still deeply impressed by this young disciple who talked a lot.
After being woken up that day, he took action to capture Duan Baili again, and his body was very sleepy. If this young disciple hadn't talked so much, his sleep would not have been enough to relieve his sleepiness.
"Is there any harvest?" Head Yue asked Wang Qing kindly.
There was a faint glint in Wang Qing's eyes: "When my disciples raised Yuanxin silkworms, they always lamented the dedication of those silkworms. When they lit lamps to practice at night, they often lamented that candles burn themselves and light up the character of others. And When the disciples came to the main hall and listened to the earnest teachings of the teachers, they realized that the teachers are the same? The spring silkworms will die when they die, and the wax torch will turn to ashes before tears dry up! The teachers - the master? "
"Okay, okay, you have gained so much, and the sect's training for you is not in vain."
"..."
Head Yue felt that it was raining outside and the atmosphere inside was not harmonious. As an experienced man, he immediately guessed that Wang Qing had not finished what he said...it was too much, so he had roughly calculated the time.
"Okay, there are a lot of chores today, so I won't stay here any longer. You guys are busy studying and practicing diligently." Head Yue was in charge of him, but the ancestor couldn't do anything about him anyway, so he waved his sleeves and left.
Not even a single token of comfort, which is disappointing.
Wang Qing sent the leader away calmly and without any embarrassment. Instead, he looked back with great confusion at the glances that came his way. What? Don’t you think the teachers’ dedication is very touching?
Everyone was speechless.
It was not until the next class that everyone discovered that the seventh-generation disciple with an attendance rate of 100 was too shy to come to class, and then they realized that he was just stiff and not really thick-skinned.
"Tell Junior Brother Wang Qing that he should come to class as soon as possible, and no one will laugh at him." Senior Brother, who looked like a class monitor, came specially to tell Li Jianxin and others.
Li Jianxin was quite surprised: "Huh? Junior Brother Wang has already reached the Foundation Establishment Pass and went down the mountain to practice."
"..."
The squad leader responded awkwardly, turned around and left, but faintly heard several junior sisters saying, "He actually thinks that Junior Brother Wang will be embarrassed. If he can break through the foundation here, he will have one hundred and eighty big men to keep an eye on him." , he will not be absent." "Not only will he not be embarrassed, I'm afraid he will also enjoy it very much." "Maybe he will pull a piece of white gauze and write it on Junior Sister Zhou Jin's schoolbag and his own trading market advertisement"...
Hehe, hehehe.
"How many junior sisters have accepted?" After the monitor sat down, a classmate next to him asked him.
"Junior brother Wang can't come."
"Huh? Why?"
"Maybe it was struck by lightning."
At this moment, more than ten miles away from Siming Mountain, under a big rock, Wang Qing sneezed out of thin air and cleared his throat: "Is it Senior Sister Yuan Wei who is missing me again? Fortunately, I have already broken through and hurried down the mountain, otherwise I would say She is not allowed to enter my monastery in the middle of the night and do evil things to me.
Or maybe Senior Sister Mei Yingyue is sick again? Waiting for me impatiently at the foot of the Three Palaces Peak, I had to force myself to confess to Senior Brother Chen Feng. Oh, I thought wrong at the time. Could it be that Senior Sister Mei Yingyue thought I liked her? Would you feel sad about introducing her to others? Then she is really narcissistic, huh. "
Wang Qing shook his head, throwing all these worrying obsessions out of his mind, and regained his posture of being able to watch from a distance but not to play with.
"No, no, it's too much to deserve a beating. If the protagonist doesn't like this, and kills him by me, wouldn't it be a big loss?"
He thought for a while, and put on a gentle and suave smiling face that attracted everyone. He was loved by everyone, and flowers bloomed when he saw her. The old witch was clamoring to become a good person, and the little Taoist nun was clamoring to return to secular life.
"That won't work. I want to see this kind of person suffer a big loss, just to see if he can still pretend to be calm and calm."
After changing several expressions, postures and behaviors, Wang Qing felt that something was wrong and not safe enough.
"After all, this is my first time walking around the world, and I only have some experience on paper. It's better to choose a set of behavioral patterns first, and after experiencing a few waves of people, then change to another set. By doing this again and again, I should be able to summarize some useful experience. , when we arrive at Jingyuan Valley, we will choose one of them according to the situation to deal with it." Wang Qing thought about it and made a decision.
A clever and evil smile slowly appeared in the corner of his eyes, but his eyes were clear and clear. He gently pulled the corner of his mouth and pulled out a small pear nest. The cassock on his body was transformed into a bundt attire, and he looked around with a high-spirited expression.
What a clever and charming young monk who is just starting out.
