6 Ming Shu felt a little surprised and looked at Zhou Ruying in the darkness.
She had long thought of the joints here.
When she came to this world, Xuanli disappeared, mustard sac could not be opened, and even the Tianhuang could not be contacted. She had been thinking about the reasons for this.
She has been to the world of cultivation. When she was in the novice period, Tianlun also took her to practice. Why did Xuanli disappear this time?
Combining many classics, she guessed that she might have been suppressed by the rules of this world.
Different worlds have different rules. In some worlds, this is called the way of heaven.
After all, she had never really been to certain worlds before, but her spiritual body was brought over by the Heavenly Wheel. What is the difference?
When she saw that martial art today, she thought that maybe this is a feasible way.
If the mysterious power cultivated in the previous world cannot be used, then use the method of cultivation in this world to cultivate the power again.
In fact, the power of each world is the same. Whether it is mysterious power, spiritual power, or primordial power or magic power, it is the same thing, but there are subtle differences in the skills.
For example, mysterious power itself contains powerful power, while spiritual power pays more attention to improving oneself.
"What do you mean is to practice which martial arts?" Ling Wuxia asked.
"Not bad." Zhou Ruying said, "Isn't this difficult? The so-called method of refining qi is similar to our inner breath."
Ling Wuxia nodded: "Yes."
"Before we go back, we will form a temporary alliance, isn't it? Actually, we don't have any deep hatred, right?"
There is really no, but Ling Wuxia tried to suppress 6 Mingshu several times, and 6 Mingshu just teared her face twice in succession...
Anyway, for such a small revenge, it is okay to endure it for the big goal of going back.
6 Mingshu felt that he was not at a loss, but Ling Wuxia could wear the goddess's skin for more than twenty years. What is this?
Tolerate!
The temporary alliance was established and temporarily quit.
"Don't you sleep?" Zhou Ruying looked at Ling Wuxia who was still sitting by the bed, "I don't have Xuanli, I'm quite tired of working."
Ling Wuxia swallowed her anger down: "Sleep!"
The three of them lay down again, and 6 Mingshu gently curled the corners of his mouth.
She actually knew what Ling Wuxia cared about. She finally grabbed the mirror, and the two things before were all in her hands.
Because the mission failed and could not return to the Zhou family, Zhou Ruying was actually resistant to the return, so she didn't care about those three things. But Ling Wuxia cared very much. If the Grandmaster left and could not even grab the things, wouldn't the trip to Yuyang Mountain be completely failed?
However, 6 Mingshu would not take out the things. She had grabbed them herself. Why should she give them to others? Especially Ling Wuxia.
...
This city is called Fuyi City, and this temple is called Qingxu Temple - it is just a sect.
There are many such small sects in Fuyi City, which are uniformly governed by the Protectorate.
"Every three years, the Protectorate's Office must check the qualifications. There are more than five monks in the temple before they can register. Otherwise, they will be disqualified and the property will be taken away." The little girl Yan'er said, "So, you must work hard and you will check next month!"
“…”
The six Mingshu and the other two sat in a row to listen to the class, all stroking their foreheads. So that's how they viewed so much that no one was willing to become a disciple, so they had to buy three of them. Moreover, because they had no money, they could only buy the cheapest ones...
What a pitiful "sect".
Not to mention Ling Wuxia, a disciple of Xi, one of the three major sects in the world, even 6 Mingshu and Zhou Ruying, they would sympathize with them.
"Miss Second Miss," 6 Mingshu asked, "I don't know what kind of cultivation level the leader has?"
"Senior Brother? I have already refined the fifth level!" Yan'er said proudly.
“…”
Ling Wuxia and Zhou Ruying don’t know what level is the fifth level of Qi Refining, but the inner breath realm is certain. A leader is the inner breath realm...
Thinking of their experience, I was quite sympathetic. The three of them had a master and a senior brother, but the master died a few months ago. The senior brother said two years ago that he was going to travel, fighting with others, and died of a bad life.
Therefore, the Qingxu Temple, which was already small enough and broken, was left with only three small dependencies for life. Because there were not enough people, they were almost banned, so they had to buy people to make up the numbers.
"Do you all understand? You have to start practicing quickly! It's not easy to practice venting your breath in a month!"
"...I understand." Three weak voices.
In fact, Yan'er only taught them to read it twice and then explained it randomly. If they were really three silly girls who didn't know anything, they would definitely not know what to do now.
Yan'er is still young and doesn't know the key points. She really thought she taught them, so she ordered them to start practicing.
So, the three of them found a place to cultivate the so-called sense of qi.
During dinner in the evening, the head of the sect, the young man Xiang Zichen, looked at them in surprise: "Why...you...you have cultivated the sense of qi so quickly?"
“…”
Nonsense, how can you not be happy? The three of them are in the fusion state and replaced them. They have already built the foundation here, and their meridians have been open long ago. The so-called breathing is similar to cultivating mysterious power. In fact, it only took a stick of incense to touch the way.
The girl Xiang Zimei was also extremely surprised: "No way? They look very qualified!" Did they pick up three geniuses at the same time?
"..." 6 Mingshu said with great thoughts, you are just starting out and know what qualifications are. The mysterious power on their bodies has been completely drained, and when they first came, they will look rejected by spiritual energy.
"The master is right. He has not been tested and his qualifications are just guesses." Xiang Zichen quickly accepted this surprising reality, "We really found the treasure!"
"Yes, senior brother!" Xiang Zimei was surprised together, "Qingxu Temple has been saved, we finally deserve our Master..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the scoring outside was kicked: "Mr. Nephew, open the door quickly!"
Xiang Zichen's face changed: "No, uncle is here!"
"What to do? What to do?" Xiang Zimei jumped up from the chair and turned around like a headless fly.
Yan'er picked up the cup on the table and hid it under the table: "Senior sister, hide the things quickly! Don't let the uncle go again."
"Yes, yes!" Xiang Zimei was reminded and hid things in a panic.
The three senior brothers and sisters were like ants on a hot pan, spinning around.
6 Mingshu and the other two were stunned. Isn’t they just a master uncle? Do you want to be so scared?
"Mr. Nephew, open the door quickly!" Another pounding at the door.
"Here you come!" All the things were hidden, and Xiang Zichen was about to run to open the door.
Chapter completed!