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One day later, Feng Qingxiu Feilaifeng had an extra helper.
Guan Yuli greeted Tai Yifeng’s disciples friendly and helped arrange all the chores, including the daily salary distribution of the Yaozu, the rectification of muck piling, the procurement of various materials, the control of the progress plan... …
Almost instantly, the only thing Feng Qingxiu needed to do was to discuss runes with Fu Zong's disciples, which was a bit dazed for a while.
At this time, there are already many Taiyifeng disciples and elders surrounding him, regardless of age. Taiyifeng has no distinction of generations, regardless of age, and is only divided by the level of the rune formation, even if the elders have rune knowledge If the level is not as good as the opponent, he will ask him for advice, even if the age difference is hundreds of years.
I heard that the big brother of Tai Yifeng who is in retreat is the representative who has exceeded the 9th dan in the Fuzhenzong. The whole person is Tai Yifeng's treasure. The original thunder pattern formation is the only one outside the head. The great ability to create formations by himself, Tai Yifeng is applying for the position of elders for him, which is extremely terrifying.
Feng Qingxiu is much worse than Feng Qingxiu. Although his talisman formation has aura, but the foundation is much worse, and the directionality is very good, but his practical ability is his short board. This includes his master. They are giving him time to learn with these disciples.
"The brother Guan..." Feng Qingxiu asked suspiciously.
"It's okay, you stumble every day so that you don’t have time to explain the new pattern to us." Tai Yifeng’s disciple explained to him, "So we asked Mrs. Guan to come and help. Anyway, he was half of Qingnvfeng’s affairs. It’s done in just one hour, and with him, you don’t have to worry about anything."
This disciple was immediately pierced into a hedgehog by a bamboo needle. He couldn't move at all, and his appearance was extremely scary.
The brother-in-law next to him looked at him contemptuously: "Well, wait for him to leave before calling Mrs."
Youjia shrugged on one side, sat on the bluestone on one side, and carefully sharpened his sword with a small stone. In contrast, he had a lot of free time. The reason he followed was to see if there was any bigger news. , He is especially good for headlines.
Yimeng Qingnv smiled slightly, and he walked to the beautiful young man, and whispered to him about the recent events on Qingnv Peak and gave some thoughtful gifts.
An elder Tai Yifeng on one side looked at him and couldn't help but whispered: "The two of them are like this, it seems like a dream of the year is like a song and a vain."
"Yes, one master outside and one master inside, how wonderful the Qingdi Peak was back then." An elder next to him also sighed slightly, seeming to be lost in memory, "It's a pity, a dream like singing a child is called a powerful Well, Bai Ji is an example of a mother who has lost her son!"
"Speaking of which, a Mengqing girl is like the former Ruge Peak Master. If there is anything...Bah, I will be crazy when I grow old."
Feng Qingxiu said with a smile: "Every elder seems to be familiar with Qingdi Peak."
"In the past, a dream like a song and a Baiqi, the level is not low, Baiqi has a conservative temperament, and is extremely talented in meridian acupuncture. The treatment is mostly based on tempering and nourishing, and a dream like a song is much bolder. After listening to the headmaster mentioned that after the medical operation mainly resected, repaired and sutured, it took hundreds of years to create the Qingdi vein washing, royal thread suture, true essence micro-cutting, and various techniques to treat injuries. The effect was amazing. The young girl inherited most of his magical skills and carried it forward." An elder said casually, "It was when the Qingdi Peak was at its strongest, and the erysipelas were suppressed by them a lot. Back then. What lives is a dream like a song, and it will definitely not be what it is now."
"Don't mention that year, it's all over, don't talk about the right and wrong of the dead." Someone reminded.
"Okay, don't mention it, but this time the route to Yuntianyu has been set, do you want to bypass the land that covered the sea?" someone next to him asked.
"Definitely not, there is soil in the Jiutianyuan. After hundreds of years, there should be siltation in the river again, and there will be more Yunfu Dao seeds at that time." An elder said with satisfaction, "Wait. After more than ten years, the price of Dragon Ink will definitely be reduced."
"It's true that a cup of breath-bearing soil can make 6,000 cloudy runes. Do we also have a variety of pastures to find a dragon blood demon clan to raise?"
"Don't toss, we are not the opponents of Shennong Peak when we grow grass. Besides that money?" A senior said with disdain, "If there is that free time, it is better to calculate the nine-pass formula in the Jiuzhu Shushu, right? Well...Brother Feng——We have an idea in our calculation book, but it has not been proved. I would like to ask you. There is..."
Feng Qingxiu knew that these questions were not actually for him, but that he couldn't answer them and asked him to ask Master, but he still wrote them down very seriously.
Master always speaks very thoroughly, and can always be more integrated when discussing with these seniors.
After some argument, Feng Qingxiu returned to Zhaoyue Peak with questions.
Come here all the way, he is ready to take a bath before going to see the master.
There is a hot spring with living water behind their house. After a small pool gushes out of the spring’s eyes, the temperature gradually drops and becomes a shallow stream flowing to the foot of the mountain. That’s when his master saw him take a bucket of cold water to take a bath last time. I made a special trip for him to point out a fountain.
Although she was a little flattered at first, Feng Qingxiu now feels very good to be favored by her master after getting used to it.
Holding a bath towel around her waist and abdomen, Feng Qingxiu walked towards the pool from the back door.
Then stunned.
His master is lying in the pool water, with his long hair draped, and condensation beads of water falling from his shoulders, revealing an elegant and beautiful collarbone and slender and powerful arms. He is taking a bath while turning the water into a kind of A kind of rune.
His fingers are very beautiful, with light radiating from the fingertips from time to time, falling onto the surface of the water, turning into waves of water after another.
For a moment, the variegated colors reflect his misty and moonlike face, like a heavenly man.
After a while, the master raised his head, especially with a small drop of water between his brows, which almost dazzled his eyes.
"Xiaoqing, don't you wash it, why are you in a daze?" The master tilted his head and asked him.
Feng Xiaoqing was at a loss and panicked: "Master, you, you are so beautiful."
"Oh," the master nodded slightly and said, "So does Xiaoqing, come down."
Feng Xiaoqing was even more shocked.
"Is there any problem?" Ji Yunlai asked him strangely.
"No, no problem." Feng Xiaoqing almost walked into the pool with hands and feet, and accidentally fell into the water. After a flop, he got up, and quail shrank to the corner like a quail.
"How are you doing?" Head Ji poured water on his shoulders and asked leisurely.
Just now he studied the secret deduction and got stuck on a key point. He was puzzled. He accidentally walked to the side of the pool and just came down to bubble.
Although the body of the immortal has a lot of poisons and the dust is far away, but Ji Yunlai, who only remembers sixteen years old, doesn’t think it’s a problem to relax occasionally. In his previous life, he was a hot spring. He was famous in China’s Tangquan. Been there.
"No, Feilaifeng is okay." Feng Qingxiu looked at the water in front of her and said in a low voice.
"How about cultivation?" Ji Yun took a look at him, and found that his cultivation was already in the middle of the golden core, and he couldn't help but frown slightly, "Your speed is too fast."
"Tui'er will definitely work harder to control the speed." Feng Qingxiu whispered.
He has tried his best to control the flow of True Essence, and can even control the small meridians, but since he has practiced the mental method given to him by the master, he has moved forward at the same speed as the fire eagle. In control, even if he relaxes a little for a night, his cultivation level dares to rush towards the Nascent Soul Stage, or the kind that he has said before, it is simply terrifying.
"You can absorb all the divine souls and remnant thoughts and turn them into your own cultivation base..." Ji Yun approached him, stretched his hand from his shoulder meridians one by one, followed the Ren Yin Du Yang channels, carefully inspected the apprentice’s body, and found His seven chakras and five seas all have extremely small seas of air, and the air veins are like whirlpools that autonomously absorb the spirits and souls around them, and he can't help but frown, "But it's a problem."
He thought for a moment, and picked up a very thin, long hair from his shoulders. After being cut off, the long hair automatically coiled and turned into a thin line with a thin red at the end, and put it on the apprentice’s wrist. .
After touching the two channels of Yin, Du and Yang, he found that the seven chakras and five seas only absorbed spiritual energy, and there was no trace of soul thought, which coincided with him.
He has the imprint of the devil on the end of his hair, which is the nemesis of all spirits.
Nodded with satisfaction, he instructed his apprentice: "Put your hair on your hair, so you don’t have to worry about your cultivation level rising too fast in the future."
But he didn't hear the apprentice's reply. He raised his head and saw that the apprentice's skin was as red as a lobster, and his aggrieved appearance was about to cry.
For a moment of playfulness, Ji Yunlai raised his chin gently, straightened his upper body from the water, and looked down and said: "What's the matter, I'm afraid I might eat you?"
The apprentice's body was stiff, and then he saw the tip of his nose twitched, and red water droplets fell from his nostrils.
"The young man is too angry." It seems that he has had fun. Ji Yun came and touched his apprentice’s hair if nothing had happened. He turned and walked out of the pool. With a shake of his fingertips, the drops of water disappeared, and a new set of clothes would be automatic Climb on his body, "Come to me after washing."
Really, isn't it just a shower? It's all men and scared like that.
The apprentice is not fun!
Ji Yunlai thought boringly, and opened the door and entered his residence.
For a long while, the wind in the water breathed a sigh of relief, and rushed back to the room after washing in embarrassment, chanting Qingxinjue a hundred times.
But I still feel that there is fire but not light.
From the corner of my eyes, I saw my shadow swaying ripplingly on the wall, and I gave it an angry beating.
Almost beat the wall.
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Little Theater: After a long time, Xiaoqing learned that the shadow is not a magical thought, but the deepest expression in his heart...
The next chapter is the sideline plot of Fanwai Qingdi Peak a hundred years ago, be and dark, be cautious! ! Can be skipped!