Chapter 20 Obstacles

In the room, Yang Xiaoran became even more anxious and uneasy, and did not dare to tell him about the Qi-Entraining Technique. He only said, "I swear, I did only pass on two sets of introductory mental techniques to him, but this person...this person Maybe he had a better understanding of it himself, or Huang Ying'er had taught him the secret skill. After saying that, he lowered his head and secretly watched Zhao Ying'er's expression change from the corner of his eye.

To this day, he doesn't dare to say the Qi Entrainment Technique, so he can only say this, hoping to be able to fool him. The pressure on Lou Qingshan in front of him is too great. He can crush him with one finger. It would not be too much to break him.

"snort!"

Zhao Ying'er snorted coldly, thinking of Huang Ying'er and the others, a cold light flashed in her eyes. Lou Qingshan frowned slightly and pressed her shoulder, "Don't worry, I will handle this matter." At this point, he said again He looked at the anxious Yang Xiaoran next to him, "Are you that person's apprentice brother?"

"Exactly...exactly." Yang Xiaoran's body trembled, and he quickly cupped his hands and said, "Senior Brother, if you ask me anything, just ask, and Junior Brother will definitely do it."

"Yes." Lou Qingshan nodded slightly and said, "This matter is not your fault, so there is no need to panic."

"Yes... yes." Yang Xiaoran secretly wiped away a cold sweat, his heart still in a state of confusion. People on Qifeng always speak in unpredictable ways. Who knows what this sentence means.

Zhao Ying'er glanced at him bitterly, but since Lou Qingshan said that just now, she couldn't continue to question him, but she couldn't just let this matter go.

After a while, Lou Qingshan smiled softly, looked at her and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this matter for now. There is something more important, which is also the reason why I came to you today. At the beginning of next month, it is the time of every Jiazi Xuan Qing Ceremony."

"oh……"

As if somewhat unexpectedly, Zhao Ying'er did not look very happy. Instead, she pouted and glanced at him with a resentful look, "These are all your Qifeng affairs. What does they have to do with our Yangguan disciples..."

Lou Qingshan knew she would say this, so he shook his head and smiled, "This time it's not just a grand ceremony, but also seven lords accepting disciples, which is very rare, so this time, the disciples of Yangguan and Xuanguan can also go to the main peak to watch. In addition, I will tell Master and try to get him to take you into Xuanyang Peak."

"Xuan... Xuanyang Peak."

Zhao Ying'er wondered if she had heard wrongly and worshiped Xuanyang Peak... She currently did not dare to expect to be able to become the direct disciple of the seven lords, but being able to worship Xuanyang Peak was already something that the disciples below would not even dare to think about. Something to think about.

"Of course." Lou Qingshan smiled softly, "With my junior sister's qualifications, I can naturally worship Xuanyang Peak. I will try my best to tell Master, don't worry."

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Zhao Ying'er couldn't restrain her inner excitement, thinking over and over again in her mind, worship at Xuanyang Peak, worship at Xuanyang Peak...

Yang Xiaoran stood aside and did not dare to speak. After a long time, Zhao Ying'er slowly calmed down. When she looked at him, her face turned cold again. "Go back and do what I say. I will Find a way for you to enter the Medicine Refining Peak."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoran immediately felt as if he had escaped a disaster, and quickly raised his hand, "So, I'm sorry for you, Junior Sister..." At this point, he noticed that the other party's eyes were cold, and he immediately changed his words and said, "Senior Sister."

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All dharma originally had the same source, or it may have reached the same destination through different paths. It was only because of the estrangement between people in the world that there were differences in sects and different cultivation methods, and later on, the distinction between good and evil was born.

Even so, since ancient times, it has been rare for a person to study multiple sects at the same time. Unless he is extremely talented, he will not be able to play any role, and he is often in danger of going astray. Therefore, all the major sects of Xuanmen righteousness regard this as a problem. It is a big taboo that even the seven Xuanqing meridians are not allowed to pass on the secrets and secrets to each other.

And even if there are many strange people in ancient and modern times who want to practice the righteous Taoism method and the evil way, it is tantamount to pulling chestnuts from the fire. Most of them will either lose their mind and go crazy or die suddenly.

The moonlight is thick tonight, Yichen is sitting on the bed, and has been running the cultivation method taught by Senior Wei for several more weeks, but he still feels a little strange, why Senior Wei taught him this set of mysterious skills. , completely contrary to the formula Yang Xiaoran gave him?

No, no, no...

Yichen shook his head vigorously. Yang Xiaoran and Zhao Wangsun were deliberately plotting against him. What good things could he pass on to him? That guy must have secretly manipulated the mental formula to make him go crazy while practicing.

Thinking like this, Yichen calmed down and circulated the profound energy in his body for several days. He didn't fall asleep until late in the morning. Before he woke up early the next morning, there was a rapid knocking sound outside the house. Door sounds.

"Who... who?"

Perhaps he was too tired from practicing these days, so he got up and went to bed sleepily. When he opened the door, he saw Yang Xiaoran standing in front of the door with a cold face, greeting, "Good morning, Senior Brother Yang, what can I do..."

Yang Xiaoran looked into his house and said after a long time, "In late autumn, there is an insect infestation in the fairy grass garden. These days, you go to the fairy grass garden to help eliminate insects and sprinkle water."

"ah?"

Yichen couldn't figure it out for a long time after hearing this. All the jelly grass grown in the jelly garden are jelly grass. How come jelly grass can also get insects? Yang Xiaoran said, "Most of the fairy grass in the garden is sent up after autumn. You can't make any mistakes. You should prepare it quickly. I will take you there later."

"oh……"

Yichen wanted to say that he would continue to practice these days, but looking at the other party's tough attitude at the moment, he couldn't shirk it, so he had to endure the calm for a while.

After a while, the two came to the fairy grass garden in the back mountain. Yichen was stunned and speechless. He originally thought it was just a small garden, but it was all over the mountain. It was such a big mountain. How long would it take to finish it?

Some disciples were weeding and killing insects in the garden in the distance, and some were carrying water here. Yang Xiaoran pointed to an uninhabited hilltop and said, "You go there first." After that, he handed him two buckets from the side.

"Oh."

Yichen took the bucket and had to bite the bullet and go. He couldn't go back until dark. When he went back, he was already exhausted and almost fell apart. He didn't care about practicing. He fell asleep.

The next day, Yang Xiaoran came to wake him up early again, as if he was afraid that he would have more time to practice. He took him to the fairy grass garden again. After three days, Yichen was so tired that his muscles were broken. Let alone practicing, he couldn't even eat. As soon as he returned to the house, he just wanted to sleep.

On the fourth day, Yichen took advantage of Yang Xiaoran's absence to sit on the top of the mountain and practice breathing. As a result, someone reported him and he was scolded. He was told that if there was any problem with the immortal herbs, he would not be able to bear the consequences.

Yichen had no choice but to continue to work hard. On the second day, a supervisor came. Anyone who dared to be lazy would be whipped. How could this be called cultivation? It was clearly hard labor. The supervisor even said that being in the immortal herb garden was also a kind of cultivation, and it was necessary to cultivate both inside and outside.

This went on for seven days. Yichen was exhausted every day and had no extra time and energy to practice. Cultivation was like sailing against the current. If you don't make progress, you will retreat. He really had a lot of hardship, but the senior brother who taught art at Pingyang Peak was like a master. Xuanmen paid the most attention to respecting teachers. If you dared to disobey, you would be punished.

That night, Yichen returned to the house, thinking about it and feeling that something was wrong. Yang Xiaoran never cared about him, so why would he suddenly let him do hard labor in the Immortal Grass Garden? It was not because he wanted to take revenge for the last final test, but because he wanted to make him have no time and energy to practice from now on. In this way, even if he had a good practice method, he would fall far behind others after a long time.

After thinking this through, Yichen gritted his teeth in hatred. You, Yang Xiaoran, tried to murder me before, but failed, and now you join hands with the Zhao Wangsun siblings to punish me.

But at the moment, he really had no choice. In this situation, he had no extra energy to practice every day. Once his cultivation fell behind, Zhao Wangsun would definitely take revenge when he recovered, which would be exactly what the other party wanted.

Suddenly, he thought of the black bronze mirror that the elder had given him before. Yes, this magic weapon has been with him all these days. It won’t be abandoned by the master now, right?

Thinking of this, Yichen immediately took out the small mirror from his bosom. The two sides of the bronze mirror were very simple and kept emitting a faint mysterious light. When he was illuminated by this mysterious light, he seemed to be much more excited.

Yichen immediately threw the mirror into the air and then chanted the spell. The mirror flashed and immediately emitted a large piece of mysterious light, covering his entire body.

"This..."

Yichen immediately felt refreshed. Under the cover of this mysterious light, it seemed that countless cool streams flowed through the hundreds of acupoints in his body, taking away all the fatigue from working hard all day.

"So that's it..."

Yichen immediately understood that the magical use of this mysterious bronze mirror was to drive away fatigue. Whether it was the fatigue after a day of hard labor, the fatigue from running thousands of miles, or the fatigue caused by cultivation, it could all be eliminated by looking in the mirror, but it might also vary from person to person.

But no matter what, this mirror can at least eliminate his fatigue at the moment. Just imagine, even if it is just pure cultivation, you will feel tired after a long time, so even if you have a high level of cultivation, you still have to sleep or meditate. If you can eliminate fatigue immediately, does that mean that you don’t even need to sleep in the future?

Thinking of this, Yichen was very excited, looking at the small bronze mirror floating up and down in the air as if he had found a treasure. This time he really got a good thing!

That night, he used the magic of the black bronze mirror to practice. Every hour, as long as he was tired, he would take a look in the mirror. This continued until dawn, and then he pretended to go to bed to rest and wait for Yang Xiaoran to call him.