Listening to this, Bai Wuxiu frowned even more. He said, "Help outsiders challenge me to challenge Qingmengzhai to enter the world. Even if they are afraid they don't have such courage. And aren't those people worried that they will be scolded by the people of Chang'an City after the matter is exposed?"

"As long as you confirm that it is beneficial to the Tiandao Alliance, the hall masters will not care about anything."

Bai Wuxiu Lai rubbed the white meat sauerkraut hotpot cooked by Zhang Chuchu on the Yaping. He rubbed his oily lips and shamelessly ignored the dirty bowls piled up like hills. He hummed a small song and walked happily down the cliff. No matter how Qin Jie cursed, he did not fall into the abyss.

Qin Jie shouted at the cliff Liuyun. He shouted at Bai Wuxiu. Unfortunately, the cliff was beside him. There was a void outside the cliff. There was no echo at all. This scolding was a little lonely.

He no longer wasted any time. He walked back to the depths of the cliff cave. He sat on the half-old cushion, closed his eyes and meditated. He continued to cultivate the anti-heavenly weather in his body according to the skills in the book "Benyuankai".

The white clouds were floating on the cliffs, as if they were feeling nothing. Zhang Chuchu, who was squatting on the cliff washing dishes, clearly felt the changes in the cave. Looking back, it was a pity that there was no morning fog at this time. I couldn't see the scene in front of me.

When the night was covering the cliff, Qin Jie slowly opened his eyes and ended his cultivation of energy today. Looking at Zhang Chuchu standing in front of him with a food plate, he shook his head and said, "You are not hungry yet. Keep it next to you. If you are tired, go and rest earlier. If you are bored, talk to me for a while."

Zhang Chuchu knew that he had always been worried about being bored and lonely. He also knew that with his temperament, he would definitely not have any interest in chatting before he solved the problem and that time. So she smiled and shook her head, put the food box next to him, and walked back to the thatched hut by the cliff.

Qin Jie was still sitting cross-legged, spreading his hands and gently resting them on his knees. A slightly yellow talisman paper appeared in the palm of his left hand. The talisman paper was slowly disintegrating at a speed visible to the naked eye, releasing the talisman into the air. The heart of his right hand was empty. But the light of the oil lamp was slightly deformed there.

The aura faintly overflowed between the two palms is different. The above of the left hand is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed with talisman paper. The above of the right hand is the pure anti-heaven and overflowing out of the body.

He looked in front of him with a focused expression. He looked at the two invisible and intangible auras. His deep mental power slowly and carefully touched every fragment of the aura, trying to discover something from it.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed in his left hand and the anti-heaven in his right hand are both invisible and intangible like void. However, under the perception of mental power, the difference can be clearly distinguished.

Today, I was imprisoned and read two books. I thought hard and practiced without flaws. Now Qin Jie can clearly distinguish the aura of heaven and earth that seems to be exactly the same but actually has very nuances. But he still has no way to unify the aura of heaven and earth that already has their own states into the same state, even as similar as possible. He even did not even sort out his thoughts in this aspect.

According to the concept in the book "Benyuan Study", the true energy in the body of the practitioner of the Demon Cultivation and the anti-heaven weather in his current body are actually a kind of spiritual energy of heaven and earth. If he can deduce from the current situation to the original state countless years ago, and then change the appearance of the anti-heaven weather appearance. Then the restriction of the Yadong on him can be solved easily. The question given to him by the master of Zhai can have a perfect answer.

Unfortunately, he is still at the level of knowing the truth but not knowing the reason. Not to mention deducing specific operating methods from the truth.

When he met Taoist Guanhai, he was challenged by the Taoist Guanhai. He was meditating on the banks of the Donghu Lake at Yanming Mountain for half a day. He came up with a way to call the weather against the sky with the meaning of the talisman. He also achieved excellent results. The disorder of the spiritual energy caused by the meaning of the talisman can effectively cover up the breath of the weather. But if he meets a real great practitioner, he can be seen through at a glance.

As a disciple of the Master of Zhai, a student of Qingmengzhai, even if he is seen by the world, he will probably not be able to die and destroy his name immediately. However, what if other existences see it?

On the cushion deep in the cliff cave, Qin Jie looked at the two breaths between his hands and thought silently for a long time. Although the expression on his face was still calm, he felt a little confused and panic inside.

Zhang Chuchu didn't know when she walked back into the cave from the thatched hut on the cliff. She looked for a dry and quiet place. She opened the bedding and fell asleep. Qin Jie walked up to her and looked at her slightly dark face quietly. She looked at her for a long time. Then she reached out to tuck the corner of the quilt and turned to go deeper into the cliff cave.

These days, he has been focusing on solving the problem. He didn't care much about talking about the cliff cave in his living room. His thoughts were a little confused at this time. He simply put aside these troubles and walked.

The cliff cave is not big. There is an opening about two people on the side of the cliff. Inside is a space of about ten steps. The wall of the cave is not smooth and there are no rugged rocks. There is no special feature. Go deeper and there is a diagonal cave on both sides.

These two caves are a bit narrow. After walking for more than ten steps, they reach the beginning. The deepest part is all hard and solid granite. There is no possibility of continuing to move forward.

Qin Jie held the oil lamp and looked at the cave wall. He saw countless fine lines on the stone wall. It might have been formed naturally, but it looked more like it was cut by sharp metal objects.

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

Deep in the ice-cold mountains at the extreme north end of the grassland, in the abandoned Demon Cult Mountain Gate Palace, he once saw the mottled sword marks left by the uncle on the bluestone wall there. It was also relying on those sword marks that he understood the true meaning of the weather and inherited the uncle's mantle. Only then could he defeat the terrifying lotus world.

He thought that his uncle was imprisoned by his master for three years, and he had no fellow disciples to visit Jiewei, let alone Zhang Chuchu. He was afraid that he would die of depression. Could it be that these two narrow holes were cut by him with his sword?

If these two narrow holes were also left by the uncle of the junior master back then, would these traces that seemed to be cut by a knife and chisel like the mottled sword marks in the mountain gate of the Demon Sect? They contained some aura and contained some meaning?

Qin Jie held the oil lamp and stood between the marks on the wall. He gradually became excited.

He went to get a wooden stick and put the oil lamp in front of the entrance of the narrow hole. With the dim light, he began to carefully observe the fine marks of the lake-like marks on the stone wall.

Regardless of whether the idea is correct, you should always try it.

He looked at it for a long time. He did not see any breath from these marks, nor did he find any rules from these patterns. But he still did not give up. After a moment of silence, he stretched out his hands and placed them on the wall. He slowly stroked the stone wall and felt the rough and ups and downs coming from his palm.

He touched the bottom of the hole from the hole, from his feet to the top of his head, without missing any marks, and without missing any area. This touch took a whole night. The night outside the cliff cave was gradually replaced by the light blue sky light. His face was filled with fatigue, but there was no sign of discouragement.

From night cooking to covering the cliffs to the green morning light seeping into the cave. Qin Jie was looking at the cut marks on the cave wall. He carefully touched the cut marks like a blind man until he touched the palms of his hands and even started peeling off. However, he still did not find any secrets left by the uncle.

He thought hard for ten days, forgot to eat and study for ten days, forcing his anxiety to suppress his heart and pretended to be calm for ten days. He was extremely tired, especially his mental state was very tense. After such a futile night, all these negative things suddenly broke out.

The messy black hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her eyebrows were full of haggard expressions. Qin Jie looked at the two books between his knees and kept muttering to himself. However, because his voice was hoarse and weak, he couldn't hear it clearly.

Zhang Chuchu walked into the cave with clear water and looked at him worriedly.

Qin Jie took the towel and rubbed his face in a daze. When the wet towel wiped off the dry turbid objects in the corner of his eyes, he tore out a very thin hole. He frowned repeatedly in pain.

The wet towel was cold. I don’t know if it was because of fatigue but pain. Two more red spots appeared on his cheeks.

The fishy red color appears on the cheeks that look pale due to lack of sunlight. It does not look good, but it looks very unhealthy, just like a person who has been sick for a long time.

His spirit was extremely bad, and his efficiency in reading and learning naturally became extremely low. He held two volumes of books and forced himself to watch it. But he found that he seemed to be reading the classics in the old bookstore again. He became a waste of money who could not practice. The ink words on the paper mischievously floated on the paper and began to wander around like tadpoles. He could not catch it.

He closed the pages helplessly, closed his eyes and began to review what he had obtained a few days ago. However, his spirit was so bad at this time. Even his mind seemed to be unconscious. His memory also had a huge deviation. Thinking of some kind of problem in the original examination book, the third senior sister had already answered the day before yesterday. But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember what his senior sister said at that time.

When he was depressed and depressed, he naturally said something. His hoarse and tired voice was so ambiguous. He was muttering himself to vent his emotions.

However, he did not expect that Zhang Chuchu, who had been sitting quietly beside him and putting his shoes in the soles, suddenly spoke up. It was the answer given by the third senior sister the day before yesterday.

Qin Jie was slightly stunned. Then he remembered that his little maid's memory had always been unique.

Zhang Chuchu began to retell the story of his third senior sister and Bai Wuxiu two days ago. However, Qin Jie's condition was too bad at this time. After listening for a while, he waved helplessly and signaled that Bu Ran to continue.

He threw the two books next to the futon like garbage. He stood up and stretched. He walked slowly to the entrance of the cliff cave while yawning. Looking at the world outside the cave. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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