Every time he had a breakthrough, he would feel muddled, completely not knowing what was going on. Like [Little Art of Cloud and Rain] breaking through to the fourth level, [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation] breaking through to the first breath, they were all like this. This time, he wasn't an exception. Other than this crisp sound, and the increase in his cultivation, he hadn't found any other benefits of zhuji yet.
Inside the purple clay teapot, countless little water droplets exploded. The spring water inside the teapot turned into a ball of green mist, but none of it spilled out. Xu Yi Shixiong quickly picked up the teapot, a stream of green tea pouring into the teacups.
"Drink quickly. If it gets cold, the effect won't be as good." Xu Yi Shixiong's expression was solemn. He raised a cup and put it to his mouth.
Zuo Mo didn't care about Shixiong's teasing. All of his attention was focused on savoring this wondrous feeling. A coolness spread through his four limbs. His entire body was unspeakably light. All the pores opened, so comfortable he wanted to moan.
Seeing Zuo Mo drink like a pig, Xu Yi Shixiong shook his head, seemingly dissatisfied that Zuo Mo was wasting good things. He took small sips, his face full of enjoyment as he slowly drank.
Pu, even though he had cursed this damned perverted renyao countless times, but Zuo Mo still needed to thank him. Without Pu, he wouldn't even be able to see a sliver of sunlight. For this sliver of sunlight, even if he had to pay some things, he was willing.
A lonely yao sat on the gravestone, sighing: "The landlord doesn't have any surplus!"
"The ling energy in this tea is thick. You just entered zhuji, this is good for stabilizing your cultivation." Xu Yi reminded.
Zuo Mo looked at Xu Yi Shixiong in front of him. The other was someone he had admired greatly when he had been an outer sect disciple. He hadn't thought that he would be on the same level as him now. The matters of life, it really was full of changes. He couldn't help but sigh.
Hearing this, Zuo Mo hurriedly poured the rest of the tea into his mouth and sat cross-legged.
She understood Sect Leader Shixiong very well. Sect Leader Shixiong never panicked. This time, even he was worried. The situation was probably even worse than she had imagined!
From the moment he found out that his features had been changed and his mind erased, he had continuously asked himself, was it worth it to pursue such a remote and unreachable goal? Now that he had become a ling plant farmer, his life would only become better and better. If he became a partner with someone, his future generations would be able to have a good life. Was it worth it to gamble his life and his life to pursue a goal that had almost no hope of success?
On the gravestone shrouded in black clouds, Pu Yao lazily used one hand to support his perfect and flawless chin. His other hand rubbed a pile of powder as he muttered to himself, "The jingshi has been used up again. Ah, this guy is really useless. He has to spend so much effort just to get jingshi."
In the sunlight, he stretched. All the bones in his body crackled like beans being fried. Zuo Mo instantly jumped in fright. He hurriedly searched his entire body, and only when he didn't find any problems did he feel slightly relieved.
Every time he started to waver, he would think of the dream that kept appearing and repeating, "Even in death, you can't forget it." Every time, he would ask himself, what was it that he could not forget even in death?
If I find out who's behind this, humph! Her eyes were overflowing with killing intent, scaring Xu Qing to the side.
"This is fragrant tea." Xu Yi introduced, "It's made by the Ivy Fragrance Tasting Hall. I spent a lot of effort to buy it." Then he smiled and said, "I don't have any other hobbies except this."
He had been too greedy. Zuo Mo smiled self-mockingly. Just the increase in his cultivation was enough for him to benefit greatly.
Waking up, the blinding sunlight made it hard for Zuo Mo to keep his eyes open.
Master was jindan … …
Facing the air, he said to himself, "If I had known earlier, I would have gone to make it myself. Now it's good. You've made it big. So many strong people have come from the outside. Even in death, you still want to make trouble for me. You really don't change. "
Seeing Zuo Mo's sorry state, Xu Yi almost choked on the tea and then smiled.
"That's true." Hearing this, Shi Feng Rong felt it was reasonable: "Go to your Xu Yi Shixiong's place and find a random one to practice. Don't waste too much energy."
If he could become a strong ling plant farmer, Zuo Mo didn't doubt he could do it. But forming jindan, his most optimistic estimate was just one in ten thousand.
Xu Yi Shixiong first took some tea leaves and put them into the purple clay teapot. Pouring in cold spring water, his right index finger and thumb lightly twisted and a red flame floated in front of him. The movements of Shixiong's slender and white fingers were extremely gentle. He lightly put this red flame into the purple clay teapot.
As long as he threw out enough jingshi, naturally he could buy a pretty good sword scripture.
The use of ling energy, there weren't many spells to practice in lianqi. Like [Little Art of Cloud and Rain], Zuo Mo had almost practiced it to the limit of lianqi. As for the use of spiritual power, he didn't even have a few words to guide him. He couldn't even touch the doorway. The only thing that he could spend time on, and that he felt was useful, was finger movements. Therefore, [Art of Flora] that emphasized finger movements was his only choice.
There were many ways to increase combat ability, but of all the xiuzhe, the strongest were sword xiu. Even more, he was in a sword xiu sect. Naturally, he couldn't give up what was near and seek what was far away. He might not have much talent in the sword, but he just had to work harder.
Ge is a ling plant farmer, am I someone that would lack jingshi? He completely forgot that his last piece of jingshi had been squeezed out by Pu Yao.
If he wanted to search for answers, he had to search for power. Even Master, a jindan xiuzhe, was so wary when he talked about the guy that changed his appearance and erased his mind. What level was the other's power! In other words, he needed to surpass Master's power at the very least.
Zuo Mo woke up from his meditation. He felt his mind was clear and unspeakably comfortable. He didn't waste words and raised his hands towards Xu Yi Shixiong: "Many thanks, Shixiong."
Xu Yi waved his hand: "Just inviting Shidi to drink a cup of tea. This time, Shidi definitely has a matter for coming. "
Calmly standing, he suddenly took a deep breath. His ten fingers suddenly flicked, creating a ball of shadow. His expression was focused, and his ten fingers seemed to come to life. His speed was incomparably fast, and the complicated changes within were dazzling. Ever since he started learning [Art of Flora], this kind of spell that emphasized finger movements became one of the spells he practiced the most.
In Fragrant Ginger Yard, when Shi Feng Rong saw Zuo Mo, she was slightly shocked but then recovered: "You can't slack off even in zhuji. Go to the records room. There are some jade scrolls you can look at. Next time you come out, I will personally test you. If you slack off, you will be heavily punished. "The last four words had already become stern.
Xu Yi stilled and hurriedly pulled Zuo Mo up: "Shidi, don't be too courteous. That's just my duty."
Zuo Mo narrated the matter of him asking Master to imbibe a flying sword spell. After listening, Xu Yi nodded: "I understand. I didn't think that after Shidi received the jade medal, you still want to cultivate the sword."
"Imbibing a flying sword?" Shi Feng Rong couldn't help but frown. She said with slight displeasure: "Your focus should be on ling plants and dan -making. Don't be greedy. Don't you understand that?"
Even when he left Fragrant Ginger Yard, Zuo Mo still felt his chest was tight. He knew that Master was doing it for his own good, but he couldn't tell Master his reason. It seemed that he had thought of the matter too simply. Zuo Mo grimaced inside. He had originally thought that if he contributed more to the sect, the sect would naturally increase his treatment. He wouldn't have to worry about things like spells. Now he knew that he had thought too much. His treatment would naturally increase, but the treatment was divided into many areas. Things like spells, they were the core of a sect. How could they easily give it to others?
Thinking about cultivating the sword, he thought that after he reached zhuji, he could imbibe a flying sword. But he quickly became troubled. He didn't have a spell to imbibe a flying sword.
Waiting until Master's anger slightly subsided, he carefully opened: "Master, this disciple wants to ask for a spell to imbibe a flying sword."
He gave a comfortable moan. The faint soreness made him feel even more relaxed. He really wanted to continue sleeping. After struggling for a while, he still decided to get up. After reaching zhuji, there was basically no need for sleep. But other than recovering physical strength, the most important thing to sleep was to let the mind rest.
Right now, he could only hope that Wei Sheng Shixiong would come out of the sword cave and teach him a thing or two.
Inside the teacup, the tea was green and alluring. A fragrance completely different from before rose.
Hiss-hiss!
"Ha ha, it's not a shameful thing for a man to aspire to the sword. Wielding the sword to travel to the ends of the world, subduing yao and eradicating mo, isn't that great! Ha ha, Shixiong was the same in the past. Later, I found that my talent was average and it would be hard for me to achieve anything, so I switched to learning forging. " Xu Yi first mocked himself and then said seriously: "Since Shidi is interested in the sword, Shixiong has been in the sect for a longer time and knows a bit. I can chat with Shidi."
Zuo Mo couldn't raise his head from Master's scolding and could only mumble. Inside, he cursed at his bad luck. It seemed that he had run into Master's gun. He couldn't help but wonder who had provoked Master.
As the two conversed, they instantly felt much closer to each other.
The increase in cultivation didn't increase his finger skills significantly. This made Zuo Mo wary. Zhuji was just the first barrier of cultivation. The dangers of the road after that, he could only understand if he personally tried it.
Bright like a diamond, the light blinding.
He had suffered great pain in zhuji this time, but for some unknown reason, his mind became even calmer, his thoughts even clearer. Ling plant farmer could greatly increase his position in the sect, but ling plant farmer clearly couldn't accomplish his goals. What he could rely on in this area was sword scriptures. Ling plant farmer was just an important way to help him earn jingshi in the future, and not the main direction of development.
Very far away, a goal that was hopelessly far away. There were countless xiuzhe, but how many could achieve jindan? To say of nothing else, in the entire second generation of the sect, the only one with the highest hope of achieving jindan was Wei Sheng Shixiong. And himself? A guy who only had a bit of talent in the five elements … …
Humph, if the sect doesn't give, then he'll buy it himself.
Little by little, the white powder slipped through the gaps between his fingers.
The change in his frame of mind caused his attitude towards cultivation to completely change. He worked even harder, worked even harder. He knew how low his starting point was. He also knew that his talent wasn't good. But he also knew that he had his own advantages.
He was a cowardly person. In order to live, he could smile, he could bend his back. But … …
Xu Yi Shixiong's expression was focused as he skillfully started to wash the pots and cups. Where had Zuo Mo seen this before? His eyes widened, unblinking.
"I'm just messing around." Zuo Mo hurriedly said. After being dealt such a blow by Master, he felt it was better not to mess around.
Xu Yi took out a square jade box. When it was opened, Zuo Mo felt a fragrance enter his nose. Inside was a little less than half filled with ling tea. The ling tea was as green as jade, each with three leaves, tender and alluring.
He still decided to go to Xu Yi Shixiong's place. He couldn't ask for a good scripture, so he would settle for the next best. He would take the average ones. Things like sword scriptures, he was a blank. He needed to understand more to build a good foundation.
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His goal, it wasn't to earn jingshi and live.
Hearing this, Zuo Mo groaned inside. He knew he couldn't ask for a good scripture. His mouth could only be troubled: "This disciple understands. But our Wu Kong Sword Sect is a sword sect. If we don't even know how to imprint a flying sword, walking out, wouldn't we lose face for the sect?"
In the sea of consciousness, the sea of fire roared. If Zuo Mo came in, he would definitely jump in fright. The deep red flames that had been dancing furiously before, had grown a bit taller. The temperature of the ice river seemed to have dropped again. What had changed the most was that star in the sky.
When Zuo Mo heard the words "subdue yao and exterminate mo," he grimaced inside. Thinking about that perverted renyao, the possibility of him being subdued and exterminated was much higher.
Boom!
"Zuo Mo still has to thank Shixiong for your guidance in the past." He solemnly made a bow.
He didn't know.
Walking out of the room, Zuo Mo, who had survived the calamity, felt the warmth of the sunlight was even more precious. Even the dead bird on the roof, in his eyes, wasn't as hateful as yesterday.
Copying Shixiong, Zuo Mo also raised a cup. Copying Shixiong who had an intoxicated expression as he slowly tasted, he took a sip!
But he still said seriously: "Thank you, Shixiong."
"Go." Shi Feng Rong unceremoniously ordered him to leave. The matter of Stars in Daytime yesterday had made her mood extremely bad. She had also heard some rumors about Stars in Daytime. There were all kinds of strange things, but there was one point that was strangely consistent. It wasn't a good thing. If this kind of thing happened in other jie, she could watch. But it happened in Sky Moon Jie, her mood couldn't be good. Especially when she saw the worry in Sect Leader Shixiong's eyes, her mood became even worse.
Zuo Mo took a deep breath. Raising his expressionless face, the hands hanging by his side suddenly tightened.
"Yes." Zuo Mo obediently responded.
In the Hall of Hearing Dao, when Xu Yi saw Zuo Mo, he was slightly shocked but quickly recovered his composure. He smiled and said: "It's rare for Shidi to come. Come come come, sit."
It was impossible to describe the feeling that the tea touched his tongue. It was like countless tastes exploded in his mouth. Almost at the same time, Zuo Mo's tears and snot flowed out.
He wanted to know.
"It's rare for Shidi to come. Try my tea." Xu Yi's hand lightly turned and a tea set appeared in front of him. A yellow bamboo tea tray, carved with two cloud ears, simple and simple. On top of it was a set of purple clay teapots and cups. The purple clay teapots glowed with light, clearly carved with formations. The seven little cups were like the Big Dipper.
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