Dharma boat

The wild bamboos separate into the green mist, and the flying springs hang on the green peaks.

The terrain of Southern Xinjiang is steep. Ancient books say that there are one hundred thousand strange mountains and peaks. Among these undulating mountains, Li Feng in the Innate Holy Cult is considered to be the most steep and majestic among the one hundred thousand mountains in Southern Xinjiang.

It is hot summer.

The weather has been very clear in recent days. Looking around, there is not a wisp of clouds everywhere, and the sky is as green as dark.

Under the beautiful skylight, there is a majestic mountain rising from the ground. The vegetation in the mountains is too lush, and the thick and thick emerald green colors are stacked together in an excessive and extravagant way. At first glance, it seems that the entire Lifeng is set off in a deep black.

This black mountain peak changed again from the halfway point where it bordered the sky. Thick mountain mist steamed up and soon condensed into plain white clouds.

Such clouds are not a thin layer, nor do they disperse towards the clear sky around them. Instead, they continuously adhere to the majestic mountain topography of Lifeng. They stack up in the air to form tumbling cloud mountains, directly leading the higher points of Lifeng to the sky.

It is as if someone has painted such a black and white, yin and yang mixed ink painting on the indigo-colored drawing paper with thick brush and ink.

At this moment, at the foot of Lifeng.

Next to the narrow bluestone road, under the lush old trees that have grown up for many years.

Wearing a light blue Taoist robe, Liu Dongqing, who looked too thin, had no time to appreciate Li Feng's timeless beauty. He was facing the middle-aged and well-built Waimenhou Steward in front of him with a slightly embarrassed expression.

At the same time, Hou Guanshi's small eyes were staring at Liu Dongqing's expression very carefully. It seemed that the embarrassment and entanglement displayed by the young man at this moment was better than the black and white picture behind him, making Guanshi Hou more relaxed and happy.

The silent gaze lasted for more than ten breaths, and then, the old manager Hou spoke up and said in a long drawl tone.

"Xiao Liu——"

Hearing this, no matter how obvious the sad expression on his face was, at this moment, Liu Dongqing had no choice but to respond.

"The disciple is here."

Guanshi Hou then asked: "I can't remember at the moment, how many years have you been in the Li Feng lineage of our Xiantian Holy Sect and practiced in the outer sect?"

Liu Dongqing still cupped his fists and cupped his hands and said: "Go back to the supervisor. , it has been three years, and now it is the fourth year."

Steward Hou nodded casually, "Well, it has been three years, and you are still at the third level of Qi Ling?"

When he heard this, even in front of Steward Hou, Liu Dongqing almost rolled his eyes.

"Why is it that you are at the third level of Ling Qi? Your surname is Hou, shouldn't you be the one to understand clearly!" 』

Even though he was so angry, Liu Dongqing had no choice but to speak and accompany Steward Hou around here.

"Yes, the disciple's cultivation level is at the third level of chain energy, but... now he has reached the peak of the third level, touched the threshold of the fourth level, and has not sensed the existence of a bottleneck. If he practices diligently for a while, he will be able to successfully break through the fourth level."

Hearing this, Steward Hou glanced at Liu Dongqing gently, "I am satisfied with the fourth level. ? The fourth level is enough?

The rules of our holy sect are very strict. If you have not reached the advanced level of Lianqi after five years, you will be classified as a servant disciple.

Although they are still called disciples, they will never be able to stand up again. They will just work hard day and night for the rest of their lives.

You are now in your fourth year and you have no ideas? ”

Liu Dongqing raised his cupped hand again.

"I..."

But before he could continue to say anything, Steward Hou raised his hand lightly, choking all Liu Dongqing's words in his throat.

"But I think you are quite talented, so if something good happens, I will keep you in mind first!

That's it--

Junior sister Zhang was anxious to find the Cuiyung fruit to start making elixirs, so she ordered her to come to me.

No, I am thinking of you. Among all the outer disciples of Shanyang Taoist Academy, the Cuiyun Guo produced by you is the most powerful. It also has more flavor than other people’s Cuiyun Guo. Many senior brothers and sisters in Shenglan Taoist Academy have praised it.

So, this time, I need more from you..."

Before Steward Hou finished speaking, Liu Dongqing spoke hurriedly, even interrupting Steward Hou's last sarcastic words.

"Steward! Steward Hou! Spare this disciple just this once!

What the disciple practices is the "Ming Candle Scenery Small Green Light Mantra". Holding a bright candle with the body actually reflects the light of the sky, and the fire in the sky is the afterglow of the true yang of the great sun. This is the key to practicing the Binghuo way.

If you are taking care of the plants to encourage the growth of Emerald Cloud Fruits, you need to use the "Zhaojian Purple Rain Technique for Producing Clouds". Although the purple clouds and green rain are only within an inch of the plant, this rain is the spiritual power of the clouds in the sky -

If you use water vapor from the sky to pour the fire in the sky and plant a batch of Emerald Cloud Fruits, the disciple's cultivation will be set back!

Our whole Lifeng cultivators are all focused on the fire method, either Bing fire or Ding fire. Everyone avoids the "Zhaojian Shengyun Ziyu Jue". Everything is burdened on the disciple alone. If not, how can we only have the third level of Qi Chain cultivation today?

I——"

Before Liu Dongqing finished speaking, Steward Hou suddenly shook his sleeves and robe on the spot. The strong wind blew in the air and even made a sharp explosion.

"What a bastard! So, am I the one who hurt you?

You short-sighted naughty boy!

Today I will teach you a lesson - injecting water vapor into the fire can dissipate it. All that is gone is false fire, and I am delaying your future, but your cultivation of the third level of Qi is the only one in the entire Shanyang Taoist Temple that has a solid foundation!

Furthermore, let me tell you, what is the real future?

If there was no matter about Cuiyunguo, and you were the only one practicing the Little Green Light Curse, not to mention five years, but if I gave you one more year, could you guarantee that you would reach the late Qi Chain stage?

Now that Junior Sister Zhang is at the critical moment of fighting for the true inheritance in the inner sect, this matter will take up at most half a year of your time. Three years have been spent on it. Do you still care about this extra half year?

When the time comes, Junior Sister Zhang will become Zhang Zhenbi, and there will be a few things leaking out from the gaps between her fingers, which are all things you cannot get back in ten or twenty years!

But if you have to, you won’t agree.

Well, if junior sister Zhang fails in the fight for the position, she is Zhang from the eighth family of Binghuo Dao in Lifeng!

When the time comes, the blame for the failure of the noble daughter of the family, even if it is just the aftertaste of the aftertaste, will fall on your head...

I still think of you as a servant of the outer sect. If you can live to become a Taoist slave, I will consider you a great blessing! ”

Speaking of this, the expression on Steward Hou’s face almost turned into an unconcealed ferocious smile.

"Don't talk about you, I will be a part of it by then!

So, the matter is settled! The Cuiyun fruit will ripen in two months, and I will come back to you in two months.

Don't think about being cunning!"

In the last sentence, the pronunciation of Hou Guanshi's words was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

And what was conveyed along with the words was Steward Hou’s unabashed late-stage cultivation of Qi.

On the spot, Liu Dongqing could only remain silent.

It is one level higher, and each word and sound has the weight of more than a boulder.

Coupled with the crushing of the realm of cultivation, it was like a mountain of tai, and there was no room for rejection.

Seeing Liu Dongqing being so silent, Manager Hou nodded with satisfaction, Shi Shiran turned around and walked straight to the deep clouds in Lifeng Forest.

After a while, Liu Dongqing turned around and walked in another direction at the foot of the mountain.

Until he returned to his familiar courtyard in Shanyang Taoist Temple.

Just now, Liu Dongqing was filled with anger that could no longer be suppressed, and a green light flashed between his brows like fireworks.

『The dog is in charge of things! 』

『The dog entered the Zhang family! 』

『The innate holy religion entered by dogs! 』