It wasn't until he was sweating that Mu Xingqiu stopped practicing boxing, turned to the long-waiting guests and said, "It's summer again?" ”

This is a cave deep into the ground, the area is not large, but it is very high, like an upright bottle, Mu Xingqiu lives at the bottom of the bottle, except for the futon and incense burner, there are no extra items, not even lights.

Such a claustrophobic place, where ordinary people live for a few days will develop a deep fear and even lose their minds, even to Taoist priests, it seems like a prison from which there is no hope of escaping - it is indeed a prison for the disciples of Ranjingshan who violate the precepts of the heavy dà, and it is also a meditation room, where some hard-willed Taoist priests, usually high-ranking Taoists, voluntarily accept "captivity" and concentrate on cultivation.

Zhang Suqin, a Taoist priest of the Spiegel Department, took a few steps forward, she didn't need lights to see, and she could see the realm of a Taoist priest, she felt strange, Mu Xingqiu had been confined in the cave for a whole year, and he could still have a smile on his face, as if he had guests here every day, but the strangest thing was his Neidan.

Zhang Suqin didn't like this Pangshan Taoist priest very much, if it weren't for the fact that Lanjingshan owed him a great favor, she would have openly opposed taking this person in, and sometimes she would think, is Feng Ruyan really the enemy of Lanjingshan? If she and her spirit were still there, maybe Lanjingshan would already be the leader of the Nine Great Dao Sect today, but this kind of thing is unspeakable now.

She took out a bronze mirror, looked at Mu Xingqiu for a while, and said coldly: "At the beginning, it only took you half a year to ascend to the seventh level of inhalation, but now that five full years have passed, you still haven't made any progress. ”

Mu Xingqiu sighed, but there was not much disappointment in his voice, "No way, it's always difficult to take this step." ”

Zhang Suqin knew that this was none of her business, her task was to check Mu Xingqiu's cultivation progress every day in early June, and let him go out for three or four days. But this year, she felt that some things were better said.

"I see you're still boxing. ”

"Well, I spend three to five hours a day practicing boxing, and the rest of the time I read and think. Mu Xingqiu guessed what the other party was going to say, but he felt a little strange, how could Zhang Suqin be interested in his own cultivation.

"You're wasting your time, what you need most to cultivate Neidan is to concentrate, but you refuse to stop practicing the Mind Mind Technique. ”

"I understand, but if I don't practice for a day, my body will be very itchy. Mu Xingqiu twisted his shoulders. It was as if there were insects crawling on his back, which made him even less like a Taoist priest who had been in retreat for a year.

Zhang Suqin no longer acts as a reminder, after all, this is not a Taoist priest of Chaojing Mountain, she prefers to send him away as soon as possible, "Pang Shan has sent a letter, the sect master will be officially elected on the fifth day of the first month of next month, and the first seat on the left wants you to go back." ”

Mu Xingqiu snorted perfunctorily, he still had many problems in his cultivation that had not been solved, and he didn't want to leave Chaojing Mountain.

"I will come back in three days. "Zhang Suqin is only responsible for delivering the message. is not responsible for persuasion, Mu Xingqiu can go, of course she is happy, not to go. She wouldn't object either.

Zhang Suqin flew into the air, and as the head of the Spiegel Department, she was qualified to cast spells in Chaojing Mountain.

Mu Xingqiu stood in the dark for a while, this place was like his home. He was not used to leaving, but there were still people waiting for him outside, and the bald man insisted on staying in Chaojing Mountain. Just to see him once a year.

He stepped on the steps carved out of the cave wall and walked towards the exit overhead.

In the green wood forest, two pairs of eyes looked at Mu Xingqiu, one pair was round, looking back and forth, left and right, up and down, as if checking whether he had any damage, and the other pair was also very round, revealing undisguised curiosity.

"Brother Xiaoqiu, have you gone to the gods, I can help you publicize. The bald man said eagerly.

Mu Xingqiu smiled and looked back at the little girl, this was the first time he had seen a young disciple in the Ranjing Mountain for several years, he shook his head, "No, it's the same as last year, it's still inhaling sevenfold." ”

The bald man fell to the grass, and his whole face became sluggish, but the little girl laughed, "Ha, I know that the bald man is bragging, it turns out that you only inhale seven times, and I inhale twice, which is only a little worse than you." ”

The bald man said listlessly: "You don't even have the qualifications to refine magic weapons, and you are far worse than the sevenfold." ”

"My name is Duan Caihao, a disciple of Chaojing Mountain. The little girl introduced herself generously, without the shyness and reserve of the first meeting.

"My name is Mu Xingqiu, a disciple of Pang Mountain. ”

"I know your name, did you really do those things, defend Broken Stream City, attack Ranjing Mountain, or something. ”

"I did it with a lot of people. Mu Xingqiu glanced at the bald man and knew that he must be bragging for himself again.

The bald man flew up, and the frustration on his face was swept away, "There are many people, and I still participated, but Brother Xiaoqiu is the bravest, most important, and most ......"

Xiao Artemisia put her hands behind her back, as if the master was observing the newly recruited apprentice, "How many layers of illusion have you practiced in the illusion realm?"

"Do you also know about the Nian Xin Illusion Technique?" Mu Xingqiu was a little surprised, ordinary Taoist priests would not have heard of the Nian Xin Sect, he used to call it the "Nameless Sect" for a long time.

Artemisia nodded seriously, "I understand a little." You haven't answered my question yet?"

"The seventh layer of the illusion. ”

Xiao Hao was slightly stunned, and then smiled, "You really like to joke, I have read the book, the seventh layer of the illusion realm is equivalent to the realm of the gods, at least you have to be a smoke-swallowing Taoist, preferably a Xingluo Taoist, in order to practice, you only inhale sevenfold, impossible." ”

The bald man immediately retorted, "Brother Xiaoqiu never lies. Then he asked very expectantly: "It is equivalent to the realm of injecting gods, right?"

"You can't say that, the infusion of the gods is the infusion of the gods, and the seventh layer of the illusion is the seventh layer, and you can't compare them at will. ”

Mu Xingqiu had indeed cultivated to the seventh layer of the illusion realm, and the demon tribulation lightning in his body had all been transformed into heaven and earth aura, he had tried many times, wanting to break through the seventh layer of inhalation and enter the realm of dining xia, with his potential, he should have been a very simple thing, but he gave up halfway.

When a Taoist priest crosses the realm, he must maintain absolute calm, and in the process of quenching the Dao Fire Quenching Pill, life experiences will flash in his mind over and over again, and emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness will be magnified countless times, setting off monstrous waves in the lake of the state of mind.

The requirements from inhalation to meal xia are not too high, as long as the mood does not collapse, it is lower than the requirements when condensing qi into a pill, but Mu Xingqiu is too much. Everyone said that love was important, he had a personal experience, as long as the process of quenching the fire pill began, Fangfang's image would appear in front of him, every move, every smile, all within reach, more realistic than the highest and most perfect illusion in the world, Mu Xingqiu would be immersed in it every time, and his mood was shaken, and he would rather stay in the illusion than return to the real world.

The only trace of reason left had to stop quenching the pill, and Mu Xingqiu would fall into depression for several days in a row, and he had to rely on practicing boxing and cultivating the Mind Illusion Technique to get out of it.

In this way, his inner dan has not been improved for a long time, but his illusion has reached the seventh layer.

This was a very strange thing, Mu Xingqiu remembered very clearly, the Nian Xin Sect descendant once said that illusion also needed to be based on Neidan, and he couldn't cross too many levels, he had also seen similar records from the collection of Chaojing Mountain, but he had hardly encountered obstacles in the cultivation process.

Now, he can easily use seven spells, or all of them to cast illusions, and his power is much stronger than a few years ago, but he has never encountered an enemy, and he can't accurately estimate his strength.

"How can you see the books of Nianxin?" Mu Xingqiu was also a little curious, when he was in Pangshan, even if he got Zuo Liuying's permission, he could only see some superficial records, like the statement of the illusion level, and he had to wait for the descendant of the Nianxin Department in the Demon Cave to tell him that a little Taoist in Chaojing Mountain actually knew it clearly.

Xiao Hao was bending down to look into the cave, and said without looking back: "Because I am going to transfer to the Mind Department, Sun Yulu Daoyou of the Lamp and Candle Department gave me some books, but there is not much actual content...... Are you going to live here for a year?How do you eat?How do you clean your hands?I don't think I see anything like a night pot. ”

Mu Xingqiu was stunned, "I eat once a month, and my hands are clean, and someone will give it to me...... Do you want to join Psycardiology?"

"Well, the lamp and candle department is not very suitable for me, I feel like I feel hairy when I think about it, and I have to think about it every day when I practice Neidan, and I am the worst at thinking about it. Xiao Hao stood up, "The Mind Illusion Technique is relatively simple, since you can reach the seventh layer of the illusion realm by inhaling the seventh, I should be able to do it too." ”

"You don't suspect I'm bragging?"

"Since the bald man said you never lie, of course I believe it. If the story is true, then you must be willing to take risks, and I love it. It is difficult for Xiao Artemisia's attention to focus on one person or one thing, her eyes chase a butterfly up and down, but the words in her mouth do not stop, "The world is so big, instead of living motionless for thousands of years, it is better to travel thousands of miles in decades, as long as you are in a good mood, why do you have to live forever?"

The butterfly disappeared, and Xiao Hao turned her head to look at Mu Xingqiu, her eyes were clear, and she was a little confused, "How about it?"

Mu Xingqiu never expected to meet an inexplicable apprentice, "I am the only disciple of Pang Shan Nianxin, but I am just an ordinary Taoist priest, and I have no right to accept disciples." ”

"Then let's go to Pang Mountain together to ask the opinion of the grandmaster, I heard that the real grandmaster will be elected next month, and he is a priest of the gods. ”

Mu Xingqiu was about to find an excuse to prevaricate in the past, but the bald man hurriedly said: "Daliang sent a letter a few days ago, saying that he wanted you to go to Broken Flow City this year. ”

The requests of Pang Shanxuan Sect Master and Zuo Liuying, Mu Xingqiu could shirk them, but Daliang Shen Xiuming's letter made him moved.

Shen Xiuming is a mortal, and he can't wait patiently like a Taoist priest.

"What's going on?"

The bald man shook his head, "It wasn't written in the letter, and he said that you should find a way to go anyway." ”

Mu Xingqiu was still groaning, and Xiao Hao had already made a decision, "Isn't Broken Flow City on the edge of Pang Mountain? Let's set off tomorrow to see Daliang and the new Grandmaster...... Who is Daliang?"

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