"No fighting? Retreat and practice hard?" Zhou Qingyue looked at Ji Congxin strangely: "As monks, doesn't our cultivation rely on the word struggle?"
"Didn't I just break through to the realm of the other side? I need to stabilize my realm, and I'm not naturally good at fighting. I've never hurt anyone." Ji Congxin explained.
"Your personality is suitable for going to West Desert Buddhism." Zhou Qingyue couldn't help but laugh.
Ji Congxin said nothing.
"If you go by what you said, Qingzhu Peak is quite suitable for you. Qingzhu Peak believes that Linglong doesn't like to recruit disciples, doesn't like to be disturbed by others, and likes to be quiet. And it's so powerful that most ordinary people don't dare to provoke it." Zhou Qingyue thought about it.
thought.
Ji Congxin asked a few more questions in detail. The more she listened, the more satisfied she became. She patted her thigh and said, "It's Qingzhu Peak."
"You have to think clearly. The master of Qingzhu Peak doesn't care much about his disciples. Although he has a lot of leisure time, he doesn't get much guidance." Zhou Qingyue reminded.
"Okay, I'll take you to Qingzhu Peak, but you have to behave well. If the master of Qingzhu Peak doesn't like you, you can only think of another way."
Zhou Qingyue took Ji Congxin to Qingzhu Peak.
On the way, Zhou Qingyue was like a lively little girl, talking constantly.
"Junior brother Ouyang, what magic method do you practice?"
"You are so powerful. You have already entered the realm of the other side without anyone's guidance or worshiping in the Holy Land. I'm afraid if you give me another ten years, my realm won't be able to improve at all."
"You are now stronger than most of the disciples of Shaking Light Holy Land. You may become the Holy Son in the future, and you can protect me a little bit by then."
…
Facing Zhou Qingyue's questions, Ji Congxin answered them one by one with cautious thoughts. She made up a story. When she was a child, she was hunted down and almost had her arm cut off. She rescued a sacred eagle and was taken to the ruins of the past.
I had to meet the inheritance and a few miraculous medicinal herbs to reach this point, but now that there is no way forward, I just want to become a disciple and enter the Shaking Light Holy Land.
Zhou Qingyue was filled with envy after hearing this, and she also talked about some interesting things about the Holy Land of Light.
Along the way, which lasted more than ten miles, several Holy Land disciples occasionally flew by, but they ignored the two of them.
Looking at Ji Congxin's handsome figure, Zhou Qingyue secretly glanced at her and hinted that it was difficult for her to practice cultivation and that there were a few bad guys who kept bullying her.
Ji Congxin was cautious and didn't respond. She had to be cautious when she first arrived at the Holy Land of Light. This was not the time for the love between children.
"Ahead is Qingzhu Peak. I will take you to meet the master of Qingzhu Peak."
Zhou Qingyue pointed to a fairy mountain in front of him.
The mountain is not high, only about 300 feet, with green peaks and green mountains, towering hills and green bamboos. Occasionally, there are cranes roaring and wild animals running around.
Going up the mountain road, the more spiritual energy Ji Cong felt in his heart became richer and richer. When he reached the middle of the mountain, the spiritual energy was so diffuse that it was almost like a mist. In comparison, the Jijiazhuang he built was like a poor country.
The spring water flowing down from the top of the mountain contains spiritual energy. From time to time, some precious medicines appear on the road. If the people of Jijiazhuang see it, they will probably be so happy that they can't open their mouths from ear to ear.
"Hey, Elder Zhou, why are you here at Qingzhu Peak?"
There was a burly young man carrying a huge stone down the mountain, and happened to meet Ji Congxin and the others. When he saw Zhou Qingyue's face, he was immediately frightened, threw the stone aside, and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.
Ji Congxin was also shocked. He looked at Zhou Qingyue next to him in disbelief... Elder? He didn't say anything wrong before, right?
Fortunately, he was cautious.
The Holy Land is full of tricks and he wants to return to Black Tiger Mountain.
Zhou Qingyue smiled, but her previous innocence was gone. A majestic aura appeared on her body, and she said to the burly young man: "Are you Zhang Xuanhe? This is the newly recruited disciple, Ouyang Feng. Let's show it to your master. I
I won’t go up.”
After saying that, Zhou Qingyue turned back and patted Ji Congxin on the shoulder, jokingly saying: "Little friend Ouyang, practice well in Yaoguang Holy Land, I will still rely on you in the future!"
After saying that, she turned into a red divine rainbow and disappeared into the distance.
"That one just now..." Ji Congxin looked at Shenhong leaving, feeling a little dazed.
"Are you the disciple who came to become a disciple? The elder who just came from the Holy Land of Light is indeed the elder. Elder Zhou has been responsible for recruiting disciples. By practicing the skills, you can see through the good and evil in people's hearts and distinguish whether they have malicious intentions. Since I brought you here,
That means you’re fine.”
The burly young man laughed and explained to Ji Congxin.
After looking around to confirm that there was no one around, the burly young man whispered in Ji Congxin's ear: "Although Elder Zhou looks tender, I heard that he has lived for at least two hundred years and is very powerful. Be careful in front of her in the future."
"Come with me, I will take you to see the master."
The burly young man took Ji Congxin up the mountain.
In a huge palace, a beautiful woman in palace clothes was lying on a huge chair, supporting her head with one hand, holding a book, and her eyes were dull.
She is Zhang Linglong, the master of Qingzhu Peak in the Holy Land of Shaking Light. Some people call her Zhang Lalan behind her back.
Of course, the disciple with this nickname is not aware of it.
Ji Congxin told her story.
"Why did you choose Qingzhu Peak?" Zhang Linglong asked, her voice sounding as if she hadn't woken up, and she didn't know if she had listened to Ji Congxin's speech.
"My disciple is devoted to cultivation and hates the worldly people fighting for petty profits. I heard that Qingzhu Peak is not interested in fame and wealth, nor is it competitive. I yearn for it, so I came here to become a disciple and asked the master to take him under his wing."
Ji Congxin told the truth, but just expressed stability in another way. Since Qingzhu Peak has no fight with other peaks, it must be in the same mind as him, so just say it directly.
After listening to Ji Congxin's words, Zhang Linglong's eyes suddenly lit up: "That's good! We monks should not be greedy for fame and fortune, nor be competitive! Only in this way can we have the style of a true immortal. How good would it be to stay at Qingzhu Peak every day?
"
"Next time someone dares to say I'm lazy, I'll have to retort!"
"If you have such an idea, you will be allowed to join Qingzhu Peak. However, you must agree to three things as a master."
"Master, please tell me?" Ji Congxin looked happy, she didn't expect it to be so easy.
"First, you are not allowed to have grudges with outsiders. If you have any questions about your practice, go to the Sutra Pavilion and read the books yourself. You are not allowed to ask your teacher.
Second, if you accidentally cause trouble, solve the small things by yourself, it will be a test for you, don't look for a teacher; if the big things happen, you can escape by yourself, and don't look for a teacher, because a teacher can't protect you.
Third, don’t go down to Qingzhu Peak unless you have nothing to do. Can you do it?”
"Okay, disciple, I promise to do it." After hearing the three things, Ji Congxin was full of confidence.
The rest of them might just turn around and leave, without any guidance, completely carefree, unwilling to stand up for their disciples, and they stay here because they are sick.
But for Ji Congxin, it is perfect. Do you want him to go to Qingzhu Peak?
Unless the Yaoguang Holy Land was going to be destroyed one day, he was prepared to run away in advance.
"Okay, if you dare to disobey me in the future, don't blame me for expelling you."
Zhang Linglong couldn't help but feel a little satisfied when she saw Ji Congxin agreeing so happily. This disciple shouldn't bother her, right?
She looked at Zhang Xuanhe with some unkindness. Other disciples often came to trouble her every three to five months, making her restless and unable to sleep peacefully.
She couldn't kick them all. The Shaking Light Holy Land still had requirements for the number of disciples at each peak.
…
After a brief apprenticeship, Ji Congxin left the main hall.
Zhang Xuanhe, a burly young man, led him around Qingzhu Peak and met more than thirty disciples, and there were more than a dozen whom he had not seen in retreat.
The disciples of Qingzhu Peak, whose cultivation level is between Shenqiao and Dao Palace, are both male and female. Ji Congxin’s cultivation level is in the middle. They are all kind-hearted and have good relations with each other. There is no clique.
Finally, Zhang Xuanhe led Ji Congxin to his cave, which was nearly ten feet long and wide, with rich spiritual energy. There was a spiritual pool in the middle, and it was fully equipped with pots, pans, seats, furniture, and beds.
There are not many people in Qingzhu Peak, so everyone can be assigned to a relatively large cave.
In the next few days, while Ji Congxin was practicing, he found some chatty brothers and sisters and asked about the situation in Donghuang.
You cannot understand the situation.
During the conversation, in addition to the comparison of the strong and weak masters of various holy places, a dark turmoil about five hundred years ago attracted his attention the most.
"The end of the path of cultivation is the Great Emperor. He can pick up stars and the moon, and possess boundless magical powers. The road to becoming an Emperor is extremely difficult. There is no emperor in the world, but there is a Great Saint who can rival the Great Emperor."
"Five hundred years ago, I heard that there was a dark turmoil in the Supreme Being. He wanted to slaughter the people for some unknown reason. Even the ancient sages and powerful beings were no match for the Supreme Being. They were like ants."
"Countless people have died, even our Yaoguang Holy Land is no exception. Many powerful masters have died. We cannot stop it, otherwise our Yaoguang would be ten times and a hundred times stronger."
"Fortunately, the Great Holy Body prevented that catastrophe and fought with the Supreme in the restricted area. With one slap, the Supreme who initiated the dark turmoil was slapped from the Eastern Wasteland to the Western Desert, turning the plain into an abyss."
"But after that turmoil, Dacheng Holy Body has not been seen. Some people say that he lives in seclusion in Shengya; others say that he has died long ago, and died of serious injuries in order to quell the darkness and turmoil; others say that Holy Body has been in seclusion, enlightenment, and preparation.
Emperor Cheng. After all, for a person like that, five hundred years is nothing in the blink of an eye."
"If the Dacheng Holy Body is still there, what does it mean to be like the Heavenly Prince, Dragon Girl and the like? If you blow your breath, you will die. How dare you act so arrogantly in the Eastern Wasteland!"
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After listening, Ji Congxin continued to retreat, and his sense of urgency urged him to practice hard.
But in Jijiazhuang, Ji Xukong suddenly came to him.
"Brother, I'm going to travel far away. Jijiazhuang is too small and there's no point in staying here."
Ji Vukong has grown up, he is young and energetic, and his height is almost catching up with Ji Congxin.
On his shoulders stood Feng Tianhong. Ji Xukong had just broken through to Shenqiao a few days ago, and Feng Tianhong had recovered her strength, so the two couldn't wait to say goodbye.
"Is this...about to leave?" Ji Congxin was a little unable to react.
Ji Vukong, this divine dragon destined to fly to the nine heavens, is about to leave the small pond of Jijiazhuang?
There is a sense of urgency of the times, which seems to urge people to grow up quickly.
In the past, the little child who was pushed to the ground by one of his fingers and could not get up has grown up!
"Yeah!" Ji Xukong nodded, with a green smile on his face, full of expectations for the future: "It's okay to stay in Jijiazhuang. I want to see how high the sky is and how vast the land is.
I want to see what incredible abilities the legendary Four Extremes and Dragon Transformers have that can establish a sect, and I don’t know if I can compete with them in the future!"