Journey To Longevity

The Fengxing white shadow boat landed on the top of a mountain in Zhengyangzong, and everyone descended one by one under the call of Zhengyangzong monks.

Looking down through the clouds and mist on the flying boat before, Zhang Shiping could only vaguely see a corner of the cornice that was faintly exposed on the palace tower.

But this time, after getting down on the ground, he could see more clearly. In the corridors between the nearby palaces, servants walked by from time to time, and in the distance, there were feet flying in mid-air with different magical weapons. Over hills and rivers.

Everyone is now in a square paved with bluestones, which is four or five miles wide, and there is a small river in the middle, the water is crystal clear, and you can see small fish swimming around above the pebbles. Standing by the river is an exquisite stone pavilion, covered with a treasure gourd, and a white stone as the base. There are two people sitting in the pavilion, one is a middle-aged monk with some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, the other is a pair of red phoenix eyes, with a beautiful face. Delicate woman.

After Chen Wenguang and his party got off the flying boat, the two of them also got up and came out. The old monk surnamed Li saw the two coming, and said in a deep voice: Junior Brother Lin, Junior Sister Feng, these new disciples will be handed over to you two. It’s time to make arrangements as soon as possible.”

Yes. The two said to Senior Brother Li.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man walked away first, and Chen Wenguang and the other three people behind him greeted the two of them again, whispered something to each other, and finally left with smiles and clasped fists.

The two foundation cultivators, Lin and Feng, saw the five senior brothers leave one by one, and they came together in front of the crowd just now.

Everyone, come with me. The man surnamed Lin Zhuji said in a deep voice. He looked around the crowd, looking for the juniors that the senior brothers told him to take care of, and after recognizing them one by one, he lightly pointed at the junior sisters beside him. nodded.

The two walked forward first, and the black-clothed disciples from the outer sect of Zhengyang Sect repeatedly called for everyone to follow quickly.

There were about 200 monks who had just entered the sect present, they were divided into five teams, and they lined up fairly neatly, following closely behind. A group of people went down the mountain, followed the loess road, climbed to another green mountain, came to the foreign affairs hall on the top of the mountain, and received jade cards representing their Zhengyangzong identities and black clothes in turn.

In the lower left corner of this jade tablet, there are Heavenly Stems such as A, B, and C. The younger brothers and sisters who are assigned to the letter A will follow me. One of the outer disciples in black said loudly to the crowd, then turned and walked forward go.

There were more than a dozen people in the crowd who followed closely, and when Zhang Shiping received the jade medal, he had already seen that he was 'A Three or Four', and when he heard what that person said, he also mixed in here. Among a dozen people.

Most of these people are young monks in their twenties, and the sixteen-year-old Zhang Shiping is not very conspicuous in the crowd.

The two black-clothed disciples didn't walk too fast, nor did they show any signs of being impatient with these new young monks.

They went down the mountain path and came to the middle of the mountain. There was an iron cable thicker than an ordinary person's wrist. One end was deeply embedded in the rocks and the other end extended several miles. Lin Gu.

The two immediately stepped on the iron chain and walked forward slowly like walking on flat ground. Zhang Shiping and the others also walked up without the slightest hesitation. People in the secular world of the rivers and lakes are more advanced in their lightness skills, and they can also cross the Yangtze River on iron chains. It is naturally easier for them, qi refining monks, to do this. If you don't even have this ability, you will be ridiculed for nothing!

Not long after, everyone came down from the iron chain one after another and came to the opposite mountainside.

In this hill, you can see that there are many courtyards near or far away. They are all three or five houses with black tiles and white walls.

Zhang Shiping followed the two outer sect brothers to a small courtyard numbered A34.

The environment here is quiet, there are green bamboos growing well on both sides of the courtyard outside the gate, the bamboo leaves are rustling, and there is a mountain stream not far away, he can faintly hear the sound of running water, and the clear singing of birds in the forest, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers , it seems to complement each other.

Thank you two senior brothers. Zhang Shiping said, cupping his hands.

It's just a matter of duty. Brother Zhang doesn't need to be too polite. The new disciples have half a year to get familiar with the situation of the sect, and they don't need to do other chores. By the way, there are already people living in some nearby courtyards. Some senior brothers The temper is not very good, if it is not necessary, the junior brother should not bother them. But if the junior brother has anything, you can come to me and wait for the two of you. Me and Chen junior brother live in the 'Yiqi' small courtyard. One of them A disciple in black said with a smile.

Then we'll have to talk about the two senior brothers from now on. Zhang Shiping said in response.

Because the two black-clothed disciples hadn't finished their work yet, the two sides just exchanged a few words, and then separated.

Zhang Shiping watched everyone leave before closing the door. It took him a while to get acquainted with the whole yard inside and out.

According to the Zhengyang sect's practice, new disciples will not be forced to accept miscellaneous or dangerous tasks in the first half of the year, so Zhang Shiping is naturally happy to take time off.

After he was familiar with the place, he came to the bedroom, opened the door, and saw a simple wooden bed against the wall with a bamboo pillow and a thin blanket. There is a square tung oil brown square table, two round chairs, a blue and white teapot on the table, four white porcelain teacups upside down, and an oil lamp.

However, there is also a thin layer of dust on the table, and it seems that no one has used it for a long time.

The overall layout is extremely simple, there is not even a bamboo screen, not to mention other exquisite and gorgeous decorations.

But Zhang Shiping didn't care, these external objects didn't matter, as soon as he set foot in the small courtyard, he was already very satisfied with the aura of this place, no worse than that of White Ape Mountain, and in this dormitory, the aura was even stronger.

From these small details, Zhang Shiping was even more grateful to that Uncle Chen.

He immediately meditated on the bed with his legs crossed, and began to practice the Qingxuan Yuhuo Jue. According to the method of Zhou Tian's refining, during the operation of the exercise, wisps of spiritual energy entered the body from the mouth, nose and the acupuncture points around the body, along the meridians of the whole body And walk, and finally gather in the dantian, condensing into strands of mana.

After running this technique for a week, the condensed mana is three points higher than when he was practicing at Little Ape Mountain at home, Zhang Shiping was very happy. If things go on like this, then his magic power will be more refined, and his practice will be faster, thinking that it is a good choice for him to join the sect.

However, he also understands that the reason why he was able to be assigned to this 'A' courtyard from the very beginning is mostly because of Uncle Chen, the foundation cultivator of the sect. This senior brother can only live in the courtyard of 'B' and so on. The practice environment will definitely not be so good.

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On the other side, Chen Wenguang had already returned to the cave.

Hundreds of miles around this area is the territory of Zhengyang Sect. Although there are only a handful of spiritual lands suitable for cultivators of Nascent Soul and Golden Core, there are many places suitable for cultivators of Foundation Establishment. Therefore, as an inner disciple, Chen Wenguang , there is a second-order spiritual mountain that belongs to him alone, as a cultivation cave.

When Chen Wenguang was in the past, he had already asked two fellow students to arrange a good place for his nephew. As for other things, there is no need to worry too much. He sees that this child is also sensible, knows how to advance and retreat, and does not need to be like taking care of a child.

And he has already left a sound transmission talisman for Zhang Shiping, let Zhang Shiping figure out which sect mission he will take on in half a year, and then talk to him in detail.

It's just that Chen Wenguang really didn't want Zhang Shiping to go to this underground fire room, after all, fire poison is not so easy to clean up.

The reason why those disciples who guarded the ground fire in the past almost changed every year was because they had been in the fire room for a long time, and the low-level monks could not stand the fire poison.

Fortunately, there is still half a year to think about it. Chen Wenguang thought that after Zhang Shiping understood the pros and cons, this nephew might not want to go anymore.

As for him, he will go to Zhang's house in a few months to see his sworn brother Zhang Tong'an, otherwise he will feel uneasy in the future, the road of cultivating immortals will lead to fewer and fewer friends, Chen Wenguang sighed.

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In the small courtyard of 'A34'.

On the bed, Zhang Shiping finished the last round of Zhou Tian, ​​and slowly let out a mouthful of turbid air, and he just opened his eyes.

At this moment, the sky has darkened, and the moonlight outside is so dim that you can't even see your fingers in the room. He got out of bed, put on the cloth shoes, rubbed the fingers of his right hand again, and a yellow flame burst out from the fingertips.

The flames jumped, and the room suddenly became a little brighter. He walked to the edge of the table and wanted to light up the oil lamp.

But when I looked at it, I found that the wick of the oil lamp had been burned out, and the remaining section was soaked in the agglomerated lamp oil.

With a flick of Zhang Shiping's sleeves, he brushed off the dust on the round chair, then sat down, then wiped the storage bag at his waist with his hands, and took out a bronze lamp. He wanted to see if the wick inside was still there, and if it was good, he would take it out and use it.

Alas!

It was only the next moment that he was a little surprised, because the bronze lamp of the candlestick that had been split from the lady's hands was actually intact at this moment.

He picked up the lamp and looked at it carefully with the light on his fingertips. The original traces of the lamp body at the break were no longer visible.

In the world of cultivating immortals, things that can usually recover by themselves are mostly treasures. Could it be that it was missed? Zhang Shiping felt a little joy in his heart.

Immediately, the firelight from his fingertips was heated under the oil lamp, and the caked lamp oil melted immediately, and then he poured it into the bronze lamp stand.

After igniting, Zhang Shiping dissipated the aura on his fingertips, and saw that the bronze lamp was no different from other lamps. He released his consciousness to sweep across the bronze lamp, trying to imprint his consciousness, but the lamp But there was no reaction at all.

He frowned, bit his finger again, and squeezed out a drop of blood onto the bronze lamp, but the drop of blood slipped from the lamp and failed to blend into it.

If neither of the two most conventional methods of refining magical artifacts works, then there are only two possibilities left.

One is that this bronze lamp is a vulgar object and worthless, but judging from the fact that it can restore itself, it is probably not.

And another possibility is that this lamp is not an ordinary magic weapon, but a treasure that needs to be sacrificed with corresponding formulas.

However, no matter which one, it is useless to Zhang Shiping now.

Feeling a little lost in his heart, Zhang Shiping let out a deep breath, got up and fetched a bucket of water from the well in the garden, wiped his body hastily, then returned to the bedroom, and began to meditate and practice.

On the surface, the immortal cultivators seem to be prosperous, but in fact, the monks who want to achieve all the achievements, which one did not spend a lot of effort.

If you can't bear the loneliness, you might as well go down the mountain early and become the enshrinement of a big family in the secular world. You can eat and drink spicy food for the rest of your life, sleep when you want, and play when you want.

It's just that after running the exercises and absorbing the spiritual energy, Zhang Shiping suddenly opened his eyes, and he found that the spiritual energy he absorbed just now was four or five times as much as before.

And this speed of absorbing spiritual energy is almost the same as the cultivation speed of the Tianlinggen cultivator recorded in the book.

He was afraid that it was an illusion, so he forcibly calmed down his mind and practiced again, the spiritual energy he absorbed was still the same. After Zhang Shiping performed a round of the Great Zhou, suddenly with a wave of his sleeves, a gust of wind was blown and the bronze lamp was extinguished.

Sure enough, after turning off the lights, the speed of his practice was the same as the one at the beginning, not as fast as before.

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The moon is in the middle of the sky, and it gradually goes west, leaving only the outline of the faint moon.

The mountains in the east are still groggy, the west is still blue, and the whole world is boundless.

The green bamboo outside the house rustled in the mountain wind, and the bronze lamp inside the house burned all night. After the lamp oil dried up, the light became smaller and smaller, from the height of a finger to the size of a soybean, and finally a few wisps of green smoke were extinguished.

Zhang Shiping blew out the lamp, took out a jade box, put the bronze lamp in it, and put it back in the storage bag. This kind of treasure cannot be mentioned to outsiders.

The treasure is touching, and Zhang Shiping thought that if other monks found out, they would surely be unable to resist.

He pretended to have nothing to do, and went down the mountain to a small town not far away to buy some daily necessities for food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Among them were the lamp oil, which was a big barrel, enough for half a year. Of course, as for other things There are a lot of things, almost the same amount.

These ordinary things are not expensive, what he paid was only some gold and silver things, not spirit stones.

Since then, Zhang Shiping, in order to prevent others from accidentally discovering the secret of the bronze lamp by mistake, he would arrange a formation in the room before each practice to isolate it.

In this way, the days passed day by day, and three months passed in a blink of an eye, and he finally broke through the fifth level of Qingxuan Yuhuo Jue, reaching the fifth level of Qi Refining.

It was night, after he finished his work, he sat alone on the threshold of the courtyard, thinking that he was only the aptitude of the three spiritual roots. If the cultivation base improved faster and faster in the later stage of practice, maybe someone else would notice and cause snoop.

In this way, I am afraid that a technique that can hide one's cultivation is extremely necessary. Of course, Zhang Shiping didn't even dare to think whether this kind of aura-concealing technique could hide from the foundation and Jindan cultivators. However, in such a huge place as Zhengyangzong, there would not be too many of these monks. Those who get along with him the most on a daily basis are other qi refining disciples. These people need to be on guard.

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Chapter 7 has been revised! !