Maoshan disciples usually stay in a group wooden house for the first time, with five to ten people together.
Although Emptiness is not a very advanced cultivation, since it has reached the perfection of refining Qi, it means that there is a possibility of breakthrough at any time.
So he lived alone, and there were incense candles in the house to assist in spiritual practice.
Of course, the conditions are not that good, after all, we are in the outer gate.
Emptiness seems likely to go one step further at any time, breaking through the inner gate of Maoshan through refining qi and transforming into gods.
However, only Kuang himself knows that most of his cultivation relies on pills, and the Qi training method is also a quick success.
As a result, his foundation was too weak, and the opportunity for enlightenment was harder to find than imagined.
To achieve the goal of refining qi and becoming a god is several times more difficult than that of a normal monk.
On the surface, Kong was muddle along, but looking at his fellow juniors who were catching up behind him, he still felt a sense of urgency in his heart.
Thinking of this, he couldn't sleep all night, and couldn't help but put his expectations on Qin Bai.
But after calming down, a feeling of fear surged in my empty heart. If the other party had evil intentions, he might be seeking skin from a tiger.
He tossed and turned on the bed, wondering whether he should take risks to gain a chance.
It wasn't until he was ugly that he made up his mind.
Kong Kong simply stopped resting and came to the desk to review the unfamiliar and difficult Taoist techniques.
Unconsciously, the rooster crows and the sky becomes bright.
Kong Kong walked out of the house, and dozens of figures flew from the palaces to Fulong Mountain in the center, driving magical weapons. Some of them went on foot.
There were already 180 people on the observation deck, which was large enough to accommodate thousands of people.
These Taoist priests are preparing to absorb the purple energy at sunrise to deepen their own foundation.
Kong was originally one of them, but he gave up after making no progress for several years. The path of asceticism was definitely not suitable for him.
He walked quickly towards another mountain peak, which was the Xinggong Hall that specially issued tasks. The tasks were limited to the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas.
There was no one on the road. It took Kong Kong a moment to arrive in front of the main hall. His eyes swept inside and only found the outer sect uncle who was registering the mission.
This person's name is Wuchenzi, and he is nearly a hundred years old. It is said that he has been stuck in refining energy and perfecting it for thirty years, and has now given up long ago.
When Kong Kong saw Wu Chenzi, it was like seeing himself decades later when his life was approaching, and he couldn't help but feel chills running down his spine.
Wuchenzi lazily opened his eyes and asked, "What's going on so early in the morning?"
"Uncle Master, I plan to return to my hometown, so I will take on a mission."
Kong's attitude was respectful, and Wuchenzi nodded after listening.
He sighed and said: "Your heart is quite transparent, unlike me, who didn't think of returning until blood ties were severed."
Goosebumps appeared all over Kong Kong's body. He felt extremely strong negative energy and became even more determined to cultivate the path of immortality.
"Come and see. In recent years, for some reason, demons have appeared frequently in various parts of the Tang Dynasty."
Kong took over a thick stack of paper, which contained strange things related to monsters.
He flipped through it hastily and his expression became serious. Several months had passed for many of the tasks.
By visual inspection, there were more than a thousand casualties caused by the demon alone. He seemed to be able to smell the strong smell of blood from the paper.
There is a difference between immortals and mortals. For an authentic Taoist sect like Maoshan, its disciples all want to practice cultivation and don't care about the mortal world at all.
Unless the demon hurts a lot of people, Maoshan will send his disciples to check the situation.
Just when Kong was stunned, slight footsteps came from behind, and he turned around subconsciously.
I saw Qin Bai walking into the performance hall as if there was no one else around, holding a cup of freshly brewed coffee in his hand.
He left a faint trace of green uranium demonic energy on Kong Kong's body, which may not be detectable even if he is refining the spirit and returning to the void.
Wuchenzi was not suspicious. He didn't even care who was coming. He squinted his eyes and closed his eyes to rest, not knowing what he was thinking.
Kong Kong couldn't help but said: "Senior brother, you..."
Qin Bai nodded towards him, then picked up the paper filled with mission details and looked at it carefully.
The main reason why he dared to be so unscrupulous was that there were only a few people on the entire mountain peak, and Wu Chenzi was just refining his Qi, and even his Qi was already mixed with some will to die.
Qin Bai took a sip of coffee and frowned. The demons must have caused too many troubles.
And unlike the other ones, there is no reward for completing the mission of the Maoshan sect, so it all depends on the self-awareness of the disciples.
Seeing that the two were silent for a long time, Wuchenzi urged impatiently: "Have you finished reading? Make your choice as soon as possible."
Qin Bai took out a piece of paper and handed it to Kong Kong, who glanced at the task above and couldn't help but feel a little surprised on his face.
According to the mission description, the accident took place in a mountain village near Changzhou City, and a total of thirty-two families died at home overnight.
Because the circumstances of death were extremely unusual, it was suspected that a demon was at work.
From Kong Kong's point of view, more than a hundred days have passed since the mission registration time. Even if there were monsters, they would have fled elsewhere.
Is there something hidden in it?
Given the limitations of his eyesight, this task must not be simple.
Qin Bai didn't think about it that much, mainly because this was the only one that triggered the achievement reminder, and the content was extremely vague.
From his experience, the more vague it is, the more involved the achievement is, and it may be possible to reach a deeper level.
And with Qin Bai's strength, he can advance and retreat freely.
[Food is tasteless]: Food is tasteless, it is a pity to throw it away, reward: 478 points, time -35, eating method.
He didn't know what the "food method" in the reward meant, but it probably had something to do with cooking.
Of course, after arriving thousands of years ago, the Deyun Society, which was used to collect points, also lost contact, so achievements were necessary.
As for starting over and opening a theater, Qin Bai thought about it and decided not to do it.
If his behavior during the Zhenguan years affects future generations, then something uncontrollable may happen.
Wuchenzi took the paper and registered it without looking at it. At the same time, he also asked Kong Kong's identity.
When the task procedures were completed, Wuchenzi didn't even raise his eyes to look at the two of them, his attitude was extremely perfunctory.
After leaving the Xinggong Hall, Kong Kong took Qin Bai back to his residence. He packed his things and walked down the mountain with Qin Bai.
The two of them met many fellow disciples on the road, and Kong Kong was afraid that something strange would be discovered. His mouth went dry, and he couldn't help but sweat on his back.
Qin Bai beside him showed no reaction and was even in the mood to chat with others for a while.
And Qin Bai could see it.
Maoshan disciples are so confident in the magic circle surrounding their sect that they don't even think that outsiders can come in.
Although it seems to him that it is full of loopholes, it is a defense against gentlemen but not against villains.
It was already noon when the two of them reached the entrance of the mountain. The distance was actually not that far, but they did not dare to go too fast for fear of attracting attention.
There was a feeling of exhaustion in the emptiness, and even when he just passed by an inner sect brother who was refining qi and transforming into a god, he almost fell to his knees on the ground with his legs weak.
Looking at Qin Bai who is calm and composed, the psychological quality is evident.
When the Taoist priest guarding the mountain saw the two men, he stopped them.
The Taoist priest obviously knew Kong Kong, and he asked with a smile: "Junior brother Kong Kong, the weather is a little hot, but after all, he is also a person who cultivates his mind, so it is not like this..."
The sweat on the other person's forehead seemed to be pouring down, and he couldn't think of a good adjective for a while.
Kong Kong was about to open his mouth to explain, but heard Qin Bai's familiar chatter.
"The homesickness is palpable, it's like returning home."
The emptiness suddenly enlarged the pupils, just pretend that you don't exist.
"I see."
The Taoist priest looked Qin Bai up and down. He was so tall and tall. Even with the Taoist robe on him, his muscles were still clearly visible.
When did Maoshan have such a person, and shouldn't he practice martial arts instead of practicing Qi?
"This senior brother, you are..."
"Oh, I'm from Daoyun Pavilion, Dao Machinery."
According to Qin Bai's observation and inquiry last night, Maoshan has the most Daoyun Pavilion disciples who store scriptures, mainly because they need to sort out the Taoist canon.
Many of these disciples have not shown up all year round, and their Taoist names are the most complicated, so it is understandable that they are face-to-face.
"It turns out to be Senior Brother Jixie."
Qin Bai's apparent cultivation level is in refining energy and transforming into gods. He is above average in the Maoshan sect, and he will not be deliberately troubled by others because of his low cultivation level.
When Kong Kong saw the two of them talking happily, his heartbeat reached his throat and his face turned red.
He now felt like he was being cheated. If something was wrong, he would probably run away with Qin Bai's cultivation level, but he would only die.
The Taoist priest smiled and asked: "Brother Ji, are you going to Changzhou City?"
Qin Bai was stunned for a moment, what the hell is Brother Ji? Why do I feel like you are scolding me?
If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have needed the name "Mechanical". It would be great to have a long and happy life. Moreover, there is no Jingshi Daolu Academy now, which means that the copyright is still there.
"Yes, what's wrong?"
The Taoist priest said slightly apologetically: "I almost forgot, I am older than Kong Kong by a few years, so I am one older, the generation with the word 'Chang', and the Taoist name is Changsheng."
Qin Bai was speechless, okay, just pretend I didn't say it.
Suddenly he felt that Daohao Machinery was pretty good, at least no one else could compare to it.
Changsheng smiled and said: "My family lived in Changzhou before I entered the family, but because of the demon, I no longer have any relatives."
When Kong Kong saw Qin Bai and Chang Sheng chatting more and more animatedly, he couldn't help but interrupt: "Two senior brothers, it's already getting late."
"Sorry, you go to Changzhou, we will chat when we return to Maoshan." Changsheng said with his fists clasped.
"Okay, then next time."
Qin Bai waved his hand and was about to leave, but was stopped by Chang Sheng again.
"I almost forgot. Since the two brothers are going out to the mountains, they must provide credentials."
Kong's face was bloodless, Qin Bai was still extremely calm, but the scene of him betraying Maoshan already appeared in front of his eyes.
Changsheng first turned to ask for it from Kong Kong, who took out a palm-sized wooden sign and then handed it over stiffly.
Maoshan disciples will use blood sacrifice to refine their certificates after entering the school, which is used to prove their identity when going out.
Kong Kong had left the mountain gate before, but his credentials had never been checked. This time, a sudden accident caught him off guard.
He tried to fool around: "Brother Changsheng, let's take the first step."
"Wait a minute, Brother Ji, don't forget."
Facing Qin Bai, Changsheng hesitated for a moment but decided to check, lest the elders would be held accountable and unable to explain.
Kong Kong swallowed, and he noticed that Qin Bai put his right hand into his arms, and his heart suddenly beat several times faster.
Could it be that he is about to take action? He is afraid that he is taking out a magic weapon...
He silently covered his face with his hands, fearing that blood would splash into his eyes.
After a few breaths, there was still no response. Kong Kong opened his eyes again and found that Qin Bai had taken out a document from his arms.
Void was stunned.
It's normal for you to be fake. Documents and wooden signs are the same thing.
Changsheng took the document and looked at it naturally, as if he didn't even notice the "Certificate of Merit" written on the cover of the document.
"It's true, Brother Ji." As he spoke, he returned the document to Qin Bai.
Qin Bai withdrew the Buddha's light from his fingertips. It was not difficult to confuse people who were far inferior to him, but he wasted more time in order not to leave any traces.
Kong Kong wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt relieved. He leaned over and took a look, his expression became extremely incredible.
Although I didn't pay attention to it, the craftsmanship of this painting is not simple. From the recorded content, I can tell that it is a document of a tribute.
Could it be that Qin Bai is really a tribute...
Just when Kong Kong came up with this idea, he found the word "Song Dynasty" written on the document, and suddenly he couldn't fix it.
The title of the previous dynasty was not Song.
He immediately realized something. Maybe it was because Qin Bai lived too long, and the Song Dynasty might have existed thousands of years ago.
Qin Bai ignored his empty thoughts and walked towards the mountain gate, intending to stay away from the Maoshan sect as soon as possible.
Kong quickly followed, and their figures blended into the mountains, causing hundreds of birds to fly together.
After a while, light rain fell.
When it was getting late, Chang Sheng was about to take a short rest, but he found an old Taoist with a young face and gray hair coming towards him.
He was surprised, because this person was an elder with advanced cultivation in the inner sect, and he would not wander here without anything on weekdays.
Changsheng saluted respectfully and said, "Uncle, what can I do?"
Taoist Wuwei nodded and said, "Did Kong Kong go down the mountain?"
"Yes, I just left not long ago."
"Is he a person?"
Changsheng was stunned for a moment, but his careful memory seemed a bit blurry: "It is indeed the same person."
"Weird."
Taoist Wuwei turned around and walked away, while he couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"How come the formation in this magic cave has undergone subtle changes, and it vaguely matches the immortal book left by Zhan Shanggong."
He originally wanted to ask Kong Kong, the disciple on duty at the Demon Sealing Cave, but he happened to come down the mountain.
Taoist Wuwei guessed that a certain disciple in the sect who had read the immortal book had an epiphany, but after asking several people in succession, there was no clue.
He couldn't help but return to the Demon Sealing Cave again. The more he looked at it, the more mysterious the formation became.
"If similar runes are engraved on the golden elixir, can it suppress the demon entering the body?"
Taoist Wuwei feels like he has found a treasure. If he can find a disciple who can modify the formation, he can even understand the method to improve the quality of the golden elixir.
Seeing that the opportunity to break through the refining of gods and return to the void was very close, but he couldn't make any progress.
Damn it, who changed the formation? ! !
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