After a stick of incense, Yichen came to a stream, but when he saw the clear light, the moon shadow, the water of Tianshui Creek did not freeze at any time, but it was already more cold than the thousand-year-old ice.

Yichen got closer, and immediately felt the invasion of the cold qi, and the whole body couldn't help but shiver, the master said that at least the stage of "refining qi and transforming gods" can enter the Tianshui River cultivation, otherwise the cold qi will be in danger of his life, but his current Taoism is in the early stage of "refining and refining qi", and it may be dangerous to rush into the water.

But he was still walking to the water's edge at the moment, and ordinary cultivation couldn't make his Dao go deeper, so he found another way and took a risk.

Thinking of this, Yichen did not hesitate, immediately operated the whole body True Yuan Protective Body, and walked towards the water step by step, as soon as he entered the water, Yichen immediately felt a cold in his legs, as if he was frozen, and the next moment, the cold air in the water went from the bottom to the top, making him feel like falling into a 10,000-year-old ice cave.

In a short moment, the cold had enveloped him, and a layer of frost gradually condensed from his legs, to his waist, chest, neck, arms, and hair.

However, there is still a True Yuan Protector, and the cold qi cannot invade his body for the time being, but Rao is like this, and it also makes him extremely painful, even more painful than falling into a fire pit, and every moment is like a year has passed.

Xiao Yichen...... Hold on, hold on!"

I saw him clenching his teeth, and told himself over and over again in his heart that if he couldn't bear this pain, it would be better to go home and farm as the strange predecessors said, and what kind of immortal would he cultivate!

After a stick of incense, Yichen's whole body was covered with frost, white and white, like a person who had been frozen to death, such a cold night, it looked very terrifying. However, he seemed to be able to barely resist this cold air, and he couldn't help but feel strange in his heart, the master said that he had to refine the qi and transform the gods to resist the cold in the water, but why was he able to resist it now? Could it be ......

At this moment, a strange thought flashed through his mind, but he didn't dare to be distracted, so another hour of incense passed before he returned to the shore, and suddenly felt that his whole body was warm and comfortable.

"With the current strength, at the edge of the water stream on this day, it can resist for half an hour, if you want to resist for an hour, does it mean that you need to double the strength?"

Yichen looked at the sparkling waves in the stream, and said to himself, at this moment, he seemed to think of something, but he didn't quite understand.

The night passed like this, and the next day when he went to Tianchi Valley, as he guessed, he was inevitably ridiculed, but he didn't bother to pay attention to these people, these people were just jealous that he was the only apprentice of the master.

But there is only one month left before the trial, and I threw out all my words yesterday, what should I do next? Although my skills seem to be a little deeper than those of ordinary fellow practitioners, but that Ren Jianzhi has reached the early stage of refining qi and transforming gods, and he is twenty or thirty years short of Taoism, not to mention that he doesn't know any Taoism, how can he fight him?

Thinking like this, Yichen couldn't help but feel sad again, and went to the Burial Immortal Cliff in the afternoon, during this time, he would come here every time he was free to talk to the old man sweeping the floor for a while, and he was familiar with it, but the other party never showed his identity, so he naturally wouldn't ask.

"You, here you go again. ”

Now that the old man would take the initiative to talk to him, Yichen walked over, looked at the fallen leaves all over the ground, and sighed for some reason.

"At a young age, what is the long sigh. ”

The old man said slowly while sweeping the floor, and said: "Uncle, you don't know, in another month, I will try to compete with others, but that person is twenty or thirty years higher than me, and there are so many advanced Taoism, I can't beat him." ”

"Knowing that you are going to lose, why bother to agree to come down quickly, endure it, won't it be over. ”

Yichen rushed and said: "But at that time, so many people watched, if I didn't agree, wouldn't it teach people to look down on me?"

"Isn't it even more shameful that you will lose when the time comes. ”

"I ......"

Yichen was speechless by him for a while, and finally let out a long sigh.

And then. ”

The old man flicked his sleeves, threw the broom over, Yichen stretched out his hand to catch it, looked at the fallen leaves all over the ground, and puzzled: "In another month, when spring begins, these leaves will naturally be gone, and now I can't sweep them all, why does Uncle still have to clean these fallen leaves every day?"

"Fallen leaves are scattered, and they must eventually return to the roots......"

"Huh?"

Yichen didn't quite understand the meaning of his words, and the old man didn't say much, his hands slowly moved, and he saw that the valley and even the fallen leaves on the other side of the peak slowly revolved around him.

"This ......"

Originally, he had always thought that this old man's cultivation might not be as good as the elders in the sect, but he didn't expect that he was actually a master in the world!

I saw that the fallen leaves all over the ground were spinning faster and faster, and gradually gathered around the old man, and there was a faint sound of dragon groaning, and Yichen was startled: "Dragon chant nine styles!"

"How? But they told you that this Dragon Singing Nine Style is a useless Dao method?"

"Eun!"

Yichen kept nodding his head, not only did others say so, but even he thought so, this Dragon Yin Nine Style was just a showcase, so even if he couldn't cultivate those high-level Dao Methods, he wouldn't practice this useless Dragon Yin Nine Style, so he wouldn't be laughed at in the future.

"Then you're on the lookout. ”

As soon as the old man finished speaking, with a flick of his palms, a powerful qi suddenly enveloped the heavens and the earth, and the fallen leaves in the sky immediately gathered into a hundred-foot dragon, and the sound of the dragon's groan shook the nine clouds!

It's so strong!

Yichen has stopped even breathing, his eyes are wide open, and his heart seems to be turning up a monstrous wave, the "Canglong Yin" demonstrated by Elder Song last time is not comparable to the dragon chanting palm that the old man is using at this moment!

I saw the old man send it with both palms, and the dragon with a hundred feet of withered leaves immediately broke out of the sky, and it seemed to have the potential to compete with the heavens, and it was like an unstoppable storm, even if it was a whole mountain, it would instantly turn into nothingness under the hundred-zhang dead leaves!

Stratus clouds, dissipate in an instant!

Just when the dragon of a hundred feet of withered leaves was about to rush out, the old man pressed his palm, and the "dragon" turned into a sky of fallen leaves, and the palm power dissipated, and pieces of dead leaves circled and fell again.

Yichen was already stunned, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, but when he saw the fallen leaves all over the ground, none of them were broken, these dead leaves were extremely fragile and would be broken when touched, but under the luck of the old man just now, he didn't break a piece, so the old man's control of Xuanli was already the pinnacle!

"Former ...... Senior ......"

It was only at this time that Yichen suddenly realized, this, where is this sweeping uncle, the Tao of this senior, I am afraid that it will be above the Seven Statues!

"Alas. The old man waved his hand, and as he took the broom back from his hand, he said, "Young man, why did you suddenly change your name again?" ”

"Yes, yes...... Uncle. ”

This time he called him "uncle", Yichen was a little apprehensive in his heart, and the old man said: "How, Fang Cai has seen it clearly?"

"Eun!"

Yichen kept nodding his head, it turned out that the old man actually wanted to pass on this palm technique to himself, but with such a powerful palm technique, can he cultivate it? Of course he can cultivate it! The Dragon Yin Nine Style is an introductory Dao method, and the requirements for Taoism are not high, but isn't it just suitable for himself?

Thinking of this, Yichen was surprised and delighted, and he was too excited for several days, either talking to himself or suddenly laughing, and others thought he was stupid.

Half a month passed quickly, in this half a month, Yichen's time was even more tense, he had to go to Tianchi Valley every day to listen to the elder's preaching, although he didn't want to go very much, but this was required by the master, and he didn't dare to disobey, so he could only take the evening time, and then go to the Burial Immortal Cliff, and the old man who swept the floor instructed him to practice the "Dragon Yin Nine Styles", and returned to Zixiao Peak at night, and then practiced alone.

This night the bright moon hangs high, Yichen repeatedly can't sleep, and suddenly sat up from the bed after sleeping for a long time, this half a month, his own Taoism is not long, but it seems that his skills have become deeper and deeper, and he can barely survive two sticks of incense in Tianshui Creek for a while longer, and the dragon Yinzhang has also made it more and more proficient, is it ......

Suddenly, a bold thought suddenly appeared in his mind, in the past three years, he has not seen any growth in his Dao practice, so where has the cultivation skills of these three years gone? It is impossible for him to disappear in vain, right? Could it be ......

If cultivation is compared to stuffing cotton into a bag, this cotton is the Tao, and ordinary people continue to cultivate, and the more cotton is stuffed, the more they stuff it, and when they fill one bag, they will stuff a bigger bag, so that even if they break through the realm, they are not like this......

Not only did he stuff the cotton into it, but he also pressed the cotton tighter and tighter, so it seemed that the Dao Xing was growing so slowly, but in fact, his own skills had unconsciously far surpassed all the people in the same Dao Xing!

Is that really the case? But why is this happening?

Yichen felt confused again, obviously all the cultivators were the same Xuangong, even if the Xuanqing Sect had seven veins, but the ten thousand laws did not deviate from its sect, and the origin was the same, why was he different from others? Could it be because he had cultivated two Xuangong at the same time?

No, it's not like that, even if someone also cultivates two Xuan Gong at the same time, it may not be as strange as himself, and even if he only cultivates one of the Xuan Gong, the Dao Xing realm still breaks through very slowly, because Dao Xing cultivation is being pressed more and more tightly layer after layer!

What's going on here? Wait, what's wrong, something must be wrong!

At this moment, Yichen tried hard to recall, from the beginning of the year, everything began to think carefully, at the beginning Yang Xiaoran did not pass on his Xuan Gong, he could not cultivate, but later after meeting the strange predecessors, that month his own Dao practice improved by leaps and bounds, so to speak, his talent is not bad, if he has been following this situation, then his Dao realm should be faster than everyone else, but why in the past three years......

"Wait!"

Suddenly, he finally thought that his Dao realm suddenly became slow, and it was from that time that he finally saw the strange senior, that night, he fell asleep in a daze, and the strange senior combed the meridians for himself!