Qin Xiao's heart was filled with depression that could not be resolved, and he became more and more depressed. Because he could not practice cultivation, he had nothing to do all day long, and soon he lost weight.
Fortunately, the senior brothers in Zhuhai are nice people. In their view, since this young junior brother has been accepted as a disciple by the master, then as senior brothers, they must take good care of him. They have always been very caring about Qin Xiao. Seeing him so depressed, they changed.
Trying to enlighten him, Yun Feiyang likes to study dishes and specially prepares some delicious meals for Qin Xiao every day. Ji Tong has become accustomed to preparing a pot of wine for Qin Xiao every day. Although drinking can not make people forget their worries,
But when a person is depressed, if there is nothing to vent to, it is really worse than death.
Ning Bufan is about the same age as Qin Xiao, so several senior brothers asked him to come and talk to Qin Xiao from time to time. With someone by his side, maybe this young junior brother will figure it out one day. Ning Bufan is the youngest and last in Zhuhai.
, now that he has a younger junior brother, he is very happy. After practicing, he often takes Qin Xiao to the mountains behind the Bamboo Sea to relax.
In the early morning, Ning Bufan took Qin Xiao to the back mountain to watch the sunrise. Stepping on the dewdrops and smelling the fragrance of flowers in the breeze, Qin Xiao felt that his heart seemed much calmer. The sun had not come out yet, and the mountains were covered with clouds and mist, and the sky was white.
One piece, looking down, the Qianyuan Hall is looming in the clouds and mist, and the hundred-foot stone statue towers into the clouds. In the distance, occasionally there are a few rays of light flashing in front of the mountain gate. It is someone flying from high in the sky with a sword. From a distance, it is like a fairyland.
generally.
"The scenery here is so beautiful!" Qin Xiao couldn't help but admire.
"This is nothing!" Ning Bufan pointed to the huge square on the side of Qianyuan Hall and said: "It will be better when the sun comes out. Over there is Luoxia Peak. Luoxia Peak has a huge sky in the direction close to the square.
Whenever the morning sun first appears, a rainbow will appear there. Looking from the bamboo sea, it looks like a colorful bridge connecting Tiandu Peak and Luoxia Peak."
"In that case, let's hurry up, the sun will come out soon."
"Junior brother, you are so fast. You don't look like an ordinary person at all." Ning Bufan was a little surprised to see Qin Xiao walking fast on the mountain road, no worse than him. You must know that he is a cultivator, and the first level of a cultivator.
It's just body training, and the speed and strength are unmatched by ordinary people.
"I grew up in the mountains. Walking too much on mountain roads is no different than on flat ground." Qin Xiao said this, but in his heart, he felt that the reason why he could do this was related to what his father taught him. It was just that when his father taught him, he
He was told not to tell anyone unless his father agreed.
He reached out and touched his chest. The master said that he had two opened meridians here, which made him unable to practice. But when he was a child, his father said clearly that the two meridians he opened were what people in the world dream of, and one day he would definitely become the strongest in the world.
Among them, why is he unable to practice now.
Now think about it carefully, my father has always been mysterious and mysterious. He doesn't look like a villager in the mountains at all. Maybe he used to be a very important person. It's a pity that he died before he could tell him.
How can you find your enemy and be eligible for revenge?
"It's strange, the sun will rise from the west today! The second senior brother is the laziest one in our bamboo sea. He only sleeps every day."
Ning Bufan's voice interrupted Qin Xiao's thoughts. He turned around and saw Ling Haotian walking down from the top of the mountain in the distance. He half-closed his eyes and yawned as he walked. Qin Xiao had not heard much about this.
The second senior brother who was not easy to get along with had spoken. The deepest impression of him was that this second senior brother only slept all day long. Even if he appeared occasionally, he looked depressed and seemed to have never woken up. This made Qin
Xiao Da was puzzled as to how someone who slept every day could improve his cultivation.
A figure passed by the two of them like lightning, and Yun Feiyang was seen holding a giant python as big as a bucket in his hand, rushing down the mountain, muttering: "Let's make a full snake feast today."
The corner of Qin Xiao's mouth twitched. He was an ordinary person who couldn't practice cultivation. He would feel uncomfortable if he didn't eat three meals a day. In order to take care of him, Yun Feiyang had no shortage of food in the kitchen. It's just that this fourth senior brother is really weird. It's okay.
He loves to get into the kitchen to study all kinds of weird dishes, "Sixth Senior Brother, why does Fourth Senior Brother not go to the kitchen to cook or tinker with those strange talismans every day? He doesn't have to practice?"
"For Fourth Senior Brother, cooking is cultivation. He uses his spiritual power to cook every day."
Qin Xiao stared, "Using spiritual power to cook is too exaggerated!"
Ning Bufan nodded: "Yes, the fourth senior brother likes to cook the most. He said that his ideal in this life is to make the most delicious food in the world. It's strange. We cultivators, as long as we condense the Tao Embryo, we can basically
You don’t need to eat every day. For people of your father’s level, it doesn’t matter if you don’t eat. You only need to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is said that when the fourth brother did not go up the mountain, he was the prince of a certain country. He was born with a lot of people to serve him, and he actually liked it.
Cooking is really incomprehensible.”
Generally, cultivators who devote themselves to cultivating Taoism will no longer need to eat every day like ordinary people after their bodies have been tempered by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The higher their cultivation level, the less food they need. However, the Bamboo Sea lineage has such a rule, regardless of
Who, unless they are in retreat, must go to the dining room to eat in the afternoon on the first day of every month.
Ning Zhiyang is a genius, but he only has a few disciples, but he loves each of them as if they are his own sons, so he made this rule so that several disciples can often get together to exchange feelings, hoping that they will become like brothers.
generally support each other.
During dinner, the table was indeed filled with all kinds of dishes related to snakes, such as grilled snake skewers, braised snake meat, three snake soup, in short, all the snake recipes you can think of are there, and there are still some leftovers.
There were four empty seats. Qin Xiao asked strangely: "Why are there still four empty seats? In addition to master, master, wife and senior brother, do we have any other brothers?"
Yun Feiyang, who was sitting next to him, smiled and said: "This is a seat reserved for the second senior uncle. The food cooked by the fourth senior brother is the best in our Chaoyang Sect. The second senior uncle often comes to our place to have a meal and exchange ideas with the master on his cultivation."
road."
"Second Senior Uncle!" Qin Xiao was a little confused. He remembered the fight between the Second Elder and the Master in the Qianyuan Hall. It didn't look like they had a good relationship. "Aren't the Second Senior Uncle and the Master at odds? Why?
I will come here to eat."
"That's why we have a meal and exchange ideas on spiritual practice."
Ning Bugui walked in from the outside, looked at everyone, walked to the seat next to Ji Tong and sat down, and said quietly: "Let's start eating."
"Why aren't the master and mistress here?" Everyone asked strangely, as they had never been absent in the past.
"Dad went to Jingjing Pavilion to look for something, while mother stayed at the back of Baicao Garden, leaving us to eat by ourselves."
Everyone glanced at Qin Xiao in unison. Jingjing Pavilion is the important place of Chaoyang Sect. It contains secret books and cultivation experiences written by countless ancestors with painstaking efforts. Except for the inner disciples who are in the concentration realm, the other disciples are not allowed to enter at all, and Baicao Garden
On the back mountain, there lived a group of seniors who specialized in developing elixirs. The master and his wife were probably trying to figure out a way to solve the problem of their junior brother being unable to practice.
Thinking that Qin Xiao might only be an ordinary person in this life, everyone felt a little melancholy. Qin Xiao lowered his head and picked up the rice in the bowl without saying anything. After the meal, Ning Bufan had reached a bottleneck in his sword practice recently and wanted to go to the library.
So he invited Qin Xiao to go with him, and Qin Xiao happily agreed.
The size of the library is much larger than that of the Jingjing Pavilion. In addition to many martial arts secrets and mental cultivation methods, there are also numerous notebooks of famous people, medical and business practices, mainland anecdotes, and even the martial arts of some people in the world.
Of course, there are some basic martial arts secrets collected here. As long as they are Chaoyang Sect disciples, they can go in and borrow them. Even so, most of the books inside will make many people crazy if they are left outside.
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The library is quite far away from the Bamboo Sea. Along the way, Qin Xiao met many fellow disciples, some of whom were of the same generation as him, and some who wanted to call him uncle. Many people first looked at Ning Bufan, and then looked at him behind his back.
Pointing fingers at Qin Xiao, and even more boldly talking about Qin Xiao, not shying away from it at all.
Although Qin Xiao didn't go anywhere except the Bamboo Sea during the half month he went up the mountain, his reputation as a good-for-nothing was too great. In addition, Ning Zhiyang only had a few disciples, each with their own characteristics, so everyone could guess.
Find out who he is.
"Look, this is the loser who was lucky enough to be accepted as a disciple by the Fifth Elder. I want to call such a loser my uncle, and ruin my reputation for the rest of my life."
"I even call him Master Uncle. It would be great if I could be the disciple of the fifth elder. I'm better than this useless person after all."
"Shhh, keep it low. Who in our Chaoyang Sect doesn't know that the fifth elder is the most protective of his shortcomings? It would be a disaster if he finds out."
"Then you still dare to say it!"
"I'm not convinced. It's such an honor to be the elder's direct disciple. How can a loser have such an honor?"
Qin Xiao's face changed several times as he listened to the words coming from behind. He clenched his fists tightly and felt a heavy weight in his chest that he could not vent. The depressive feeling almost made him unable to move. It took him half a month to finally move.
The relieved depression instantly surged into my heart. No matter how powerful it was, I was only a thirteen-year-old child after all.
"Junior brother, why don't we... let's go back. There's nothing interesting to see in the library. Let's go to the back mountain to watch the sunset." Ning Bufan pulled Qin Xiao's sleeve and was about to leave.
"No, I still want to go to the library to see it." Qin Xiao bit his lip, raised his head and walked forward stubbornly. He didn't think he had anything to be ashamed of.
"Hey, isn't this the unique genius of our Chaoyang Sect? Why don't you live well in the bamboo sea? If you bump into it outside and get hurt somewhere, it will be a big loss for our Chaoyang Sect, don't you think so?
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Before he stepped into the library, Qin Xiao heard a familiar taunting sound. He turned around and saw that it was Zhou Jian who had been causing trouble for him before. In Tianfeng City, if Ning Bugui hadn't appeared later, Qin Xiao might have
There is no chance to enter the Chaoyang Sect.
"Why don't you speak? Isn't it the body of the heavenly spirit? Now you are mute?" Seeing Qin Xiao not speaking, Zhou Jian smiled disdainfully. In fact, there is really no irreconcilable conflict between Zhou Jian and Qin Xiao, but Zhou Jian is the lord of a city.
The son of a child, he was pampered and pampered since he was young. He didn’t learn anything else. He didn’t lose all the arrogance and arrogance that a playboy should have. He naturally felt that he was superior to others and that others should submit to his feet. How did Qin Xiao do it when he was in Tianfeng City?
Zhou Jian was greatly dissatisfied when he lost face for once and then became a big star. When he met Qin Xiao, he couldn't help but add insult to injury.
The clay figurine was still angry, let alone Qin Xiao. Just because he didn't want to cause trouble didn't mean he was afraid of trouble. He sneered and said, "When did a mad dog appear in the Chaoyang Sect? It bites people when nothing happens."
Qin Xiao looked at Zhou Jian. He didn't say who he was scolding. The outer disciples who were watching couldn't help but snickered, but no one dared to interrupt. One side was a disciple of the fifth elder, and the other was a disciple of the second elder.
, you can’t afford to offend these little minions.
"Don't laugh!" Zhou Jian's face turned pale for a while. After yelling at the outer disciples, he pointed at Qin Xiao and cursed angrily: "Damn untouchable, I should have beaten you to death the last time I saw you in Tianfeng City.
You, otherwise it wouldn't be your turn to be arrogant now."
"Junior brother Zhou!" The disciple who came with Zhou Jian gently poked him in the back and whispered: "You should be careful what you say. He is the disciple of the fifth uncle. Everyone in Chaoyang Sect knows that the fifth uncle is the most protective.
, it is said that if he loses his temper, even the head of the family will retreat."
"Bitch Zhou, have you barked enough? If not, keep barking and let everyone come and see our Chaoyang Sect's weird breeds." Qin Xiao said with a smile on her face, and said something in a leisurely manner that made Zhou Jian almost go crazy.
"Asshole, I want to duel with you!"
"Just fight, don't say I'm bullying you!" Qin Xiao rushed forward immediately. Even if he couldn't practice, he was not an ordinary person.
Although Zhou Jian can practice, he has only practiced for two months, and he is not even a beginner. How can he be Qin Xiao's opponent? You must know that Qin Xiao is a person with incomparable strength and agility.
Qin Xiao rushed forward, leaped up, and kicked Zhou Jian in the chest. How could Zhou Jian know that Qin Xiao was so powerful? He was kicked backwards and fell to the ground unable to get up. His chest hurt.
It's terrible.
This kick directly frightened the people around him. Was that person really a loser of the Chaoyang Sect just now? Such agility didn't look like him at all.
Zhou Jian couldn't get up, so Qin Xiao would not let him go easily. He raised his fist and punched Zhou Jian in the face. The first punch made Zhou Jian's nose bleed, and the second punch hit Zhou Jian hard in the eye.
Zhou Jian screamed in pain and suddenly grabbed the sand on the ground and threw it on Qin Xiao's face. Qin Xiao's eyes stung and he quickly closed his eyes.
Zhou Jian took advantage of the situation and violently threw Qin Xiao to the side. Qin Xiao staggered back a few steps and tripped on something. He was about to fall to the ground. Zhou Jian felt happy and immediately rushed forward. Qin Xiao's body was extremely flexible.
I used to often run around in the woods, put my hands on the ground, and do some somersaults in mid-air before landing firmly on the ground.
Zhou Jian jumped to nothing, fell to the ground and chewed the mud, and cursed angrily: "Asshole, I will kill you if I have the chance. Qin Xiao, I will make you regret it. My father is the lord of Tianfeng City."
, I will let him ransack your home and kill your whole family."
As soon as he said this, everyone onlookers frowned. Even Zhou Jian's senior brother looked at him with disapproval. Qin Xiao had sand in his eyes and stood there without moving. When he heard Zhou Jian say
After saying such cruel words, anger surged in his chest, and he kicked Zhou Jian on the chest, causing Zhou Jian to scream in pain. Qin Xiao punched Zhou Jian in the mouth again, and Zhou Jian opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
There was even a tooth mixed in.
"My village has been turned into ruins! My relatives are also dead!"
The voice was as cold as ice, like the god of death coming from hell. It scared Zhou Jian all over and trembled. Qin Xiao snorted and turned around to leave. Zhou Jian got up from the ground and saw that the door in his mouth had been knocked out.
There was a trace of resentment in his eyes. He had never been so wronged in his life. He suddenly took out a shining dagger from his sleeve and stabbed Qin Xiao in the back.
"careful!"
"Stop!" Ning Bufan saw Zhou Jian taking out the dagger and quickly reminded Qin Xiao. At the same time, the senior brother who came with Zhou Jian stretched out his fingers and shot out a burst of energy, knocking down the dagger in Zhou Jian's hand. If Qin Xiao could do anything,
, things will definitely get out of hand.
Qin Xiao looked back and couldn't help but be stunned. He and Zhou Jian were just grudges and there was no deep hatred. Zhou Jian actually wanted to kill him and walked towards Zhou Jian step by step.
"Ah!" A miserable cry came from the woods, startling countless birds and beasts.
In the Jingjing Pavilion, Ning Zhiyang picked up a collection on the shelf and quickly flipped through a few pages, throwing it on the ground behind him. There was already a pile of books on the ground, each of which was a top quality book: "It's not this one.
, let’s look for it at the very back.”
Ning Zhiyang picked up another book and threw it on the ground without even reading it. "Bing Ning Jue, if Xiao'er can practice Bing Ning Jue, do I still need to work here? How can I condense the Tao?"
Where is the embryo? Where is the Taixu Shenmai Bar, can it be done without condensing the Tao embryo? Yes, let’s find out if there is any secret that can be practiced without condensing the Tao embryo.”
Ning Zhiyang walked to the forbidden arts collection area and picked up a book before reading it. He slapped himself on the head: "There are no forbidden techniques that can be used without condensing the Tao Fei. Is that still a forbidden technique? Damn it.
Can’t the Taixu Divine Vein be opened later?”
With countless treasured classics under his feet, Ning Zhiyang was extremely distressed. After searching for days and nights, he could not find any classics about the innate opening of the Taixu Divine Vein.
"Fifth Master Uncle!"
A call came from outside the door, and Ning Zhiyang said angrily: "Who, didn't you see that I am busy?"
A young man came up and bowed to Ning Zhiyang. It was Ma Rulong who took Qin Xiao up the mountain last time. Ning Zhiyang waved his hands impatiently, buried his head in a pile of books and said impatiently: "If I remember correctly,
If so, you are Fang He’s disciple, why doesn’t Fang He have time to discipline you and asks you to come to me? Get lost, I’m very busy.”
Ma Rulong automatically filtered out the disrespect for his master in Ning Zhiyang's words. His eyes twitched when he looked at the treasures on the ground that were stepped on by Ning Zhiyang. Knowing that the fifth uncle had a bad temper, he quickly said: "Fifth uncle,
Your disciple Qin Xiao had a fight in the library with Zhou Jian, the new disciple that Master had just accepted..."
Before he finished speaking, Ma Rulong's eyes blurred. He saw Ning Zhiyang rushing over, grabbing Ma Rulong's collar and saying fiercely: "What! How dare you bully my disciple? Xiao'er, is he injured? Come on!"
Take me to see, damn, I'm going to cripple that damn Zhou Jian." After saying that, he dragged Ma Rulong and started to walk out.
"Ahem! Qin Xiao is fine at all. The one who was injured was Junior Brother Zhou."
"Haha, really?" Ning Zhiyang laughed a few times and let go of Ma Rulong's collar: "As expected of me, Ning Zhiyang's disciple. Good fight. Look how arrogant that old bastard Fang He is."
"Well...Junior brother Zhou was seriously injured. Master is very angry and wants you to go to Luoxia Peak." Ma Rulong said bravely.
"What? That guy Fang He wants to cause trouble for me again. Everyone in Chaoyang Sect doesn't know that my disciple is a useless person. His disciple can't even defeat a useless person, but he still has the nerve to cause trouble for me."
"But……"
"There's nothing wrong with that!" Ning Zhiyang interrupted Ma Rulong: "Two children can be seriously injured when fighting. Fang He wants to trouble me and let him come over by himself."
"Ah!" Ma Rulong opened his mouth wide.
"Ah, what? Get out of here. I don't have time to talk to you. If you don't get out of here, I'll kick you out."
"Yes, disciple, please retire." Ma Rulong hurriedly left the Jingjing Pavilion. The momentum of the fifth uncle was so strong that no wonder the master uncle would retreat when he lost his temper.