In a high courtyard of a deep house in Ningshui Prefecture, there is a rather vast courtyard, with rockery rocks, pines, cypresses, maples and bamboos, stone bridges and flowing water, and small pavilions and pavilions. There are birds chirping among the branches and leaves from time to time.
A beautiful scene of spring.
This is the place that many people in Ningshui Prefecture are fascinated by, the Immortal Master's Mansion.
In the pavilion in the courtyard, a dark solid wood Eight Immortals table is placed in the center. There are some fresh fruits and vegetables on the table, and two celadon tea cups are placed on both sides. At the table, a man and a woman are sitting opposite each other.
The man has bright eyes and sparse eyebrows, and the woman has a beautiful face. They are chatting casually. They are Zhang Zhiyan and Bai Qingzhou.
Zhang Zhiyan looked relaxed, slowly raised the tea cup, took a sip of tea, and said leisurely: "Junior brother Bai, I really thank you for the hard work of the Immortal Conference this time."
Zhang Zhiyan is mainly in charge of this Immortality Conference. Whether it is the process of the conference or the assessment requirements, she personally determined it. Naturally, she is full of joy that this time it can end successfully.
During this Climbing to Immortality Conference, there were no disturbances along the way. There were no casualties in any process, and there were not even fights. This was of course due to Bai Qingzhou's caution in handling matters.
Bai Qingzhou smiled and said, "This is my duty."
Zhang Zhiyan put down her tea cup and said slowly: "We are really lucky this time. We were able to recruit three disciples with spiritual roots among a mere 20,000 children!"
Bai Qingzhou nodded in agreement. After two years in the sect, he naturally understood the rarity of cultivators. It is no exaggeration to say that every cultivator with spiritual roots is a genius.
Currently, there are a total of thirty-two monks in Xuanyang Sect. The combined population of the three cities under its jurisdiction is about 400,000. Proportionally speaking, it seems that there is one person among more than 10,000 people.
Have spiritual roots.
In fact, this is not the case. Among the thirty-two members of the Xuanyang Sect, there are actually seven or eight disciples who have no spiritual roots. They were all transformed from registered disciples.
For example, Daiba, the deacon of the outer sect, has no spiritual roots. However, he passed the test and became a registered disciple. He obtained the sect's technique [Fire Sun Jue]. After patiently studying for several years, he successfully introduced spiritual energy and became a true disciple.
Immortal monk.
Moreover, there are some disciples who do not live in Xuanyangmen's state city, but met them outside by chance and brought them back to the mountain gate. For example, Bai Qingzhou and Ruan Xiuqi were both brought back to the gate when they were out and have never participated in the ascension meeting.
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Therefore, like the usual Ascension Conference, it is considered good if more than 20,000 people can recruit one disciple with spiritual roots, but this time three people appear at once, which is really unexpected.
Seeing the new power added to the door, Bai Qingzhou was very happy and said with a smile: "Maybe this is the time for our Xuanyang Sect to make a big splash, and I really didn't expect that Meng Li really has spiritual roots..."
"Huh?" Sensing that Bai Qingzhou seemed to know Meng Li in his words, Zhang Zhiyan couldn't help but wonder, "Why, did junior brother know that new disciple before?"
"Uh...yes." Bai Qingzhou answered vaguely.
Too many words lead to mistakes. After Bai Qingzhou said these words, he immediately regretted them.
Meng Li was in a coma for two years because of the aftermath of an accidental [Dizziness Technique], and it was only after Bai Qingzhou came to rescue her that they met.
The process of getting acquainted will involve Zhang Dehai killing mortals at will.
And Zhang Dehai was Zhang Zhiyan's clan uncle, so it was always a bit disgraceful to mention this matter in front of Zhang Zhiyan.
"How did we know each other?" Zhang Zhiyan asked curiously.
"She had some minor illnesses before, and her father came to me to help treat her, and that's when we met." Bai Qingzhou could only answer half-truths.
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"I see... Then you are destined to be together." Zhang Zhiyan sighed simply.
Seeing that Zhang Zhiyan didn't ask the question, Bai Qingzhou let out a breath, relaxed a little, raised the tea cup in front of him, and took a sip.
"By the way, I have something for you..." Zhang Zhiyan said suddenly.
Then she took out a small wooden box from her arms, handed it to Bai Qingzhou, and said, "Hey, here are two [Qi Refining Pills]."
Bai Qingzhou hurriedly put down the teacup in his hand, took the box, and couldn't help but wonder:
"[Qi Refining Pill]? How come such a precious thing suddenly..."
The Qi Refining Pill is valuable. One elixir is worth two low-grade spiritual stones. After taking it, it can quickly increase the cultivation speed of the cultivator. Whether it is a monk in the early or late stage of Qi Refining, there is a need for [Qi Refining Pill].
They are all very big.
Bai Qingzhou and Zhang Zhiyan did not have a relationship of giving each other pills, so Bai Qingzhou was very surprised by this important gift.
"This is what the master asked me to bring to you. You have been in Ningshui Prefecture for nearly half a year and have done your best. The master is worried that your cultivation progress has not kept up, so he asked me to personally deliver these two [Qi Refining Pills] to you.
I urge you to practice hard and don't slack off." Zhang Zhiyan said softly.
It was actually a gift from the leader!
Bai Qingzhou was ecstatic. He opened the wooden box and took a look. Two pure white pills were lying quietly in the box. A slight medicinal fragrance came to his nose. Smelling this medicinal fragrance, the aura in his body seemed to be happy.
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Unexpectedly, the leader actually remembered that he was stationed in Ningshui Prefecture. Bai Qingzhou couldn't help but think of the black and white figure sitting above him, and said with emotion:
"Thank you for your concern, Master. I will definitely work hard to practice!"
With these two [Qi Refining Pills], Bai Qingzhou is confident that he can make up for all the times he missed due to business matters!
"Junior Brother Bai, not only do you have spiritual roots, but you can also cultivate your spiritual roots faster than other disciples. You have reached the third level of Qi Refining in just two years. I hope you can practice quietly and be promoted as soon as possible!" Zhang Zhiyan said earnestly.
"Well! The journey to the great road lies in diligence, and I will never slack off." Bai Qingzhou replied seriously.
Zhang Zhiyan nodded slightly, satisfied with Bai Qingzhou's answer. Then she picked up the tea cup, opened her lips slightly, and took a sip of tea with a lazy expression.
Looking at the leisurely Zhang Zhiyan in front of him, Bai Qingzhou was in a trance and suddenly thought of Qin Feng, who had a feud with Zhang Zhiyan.
According to Bai Qingzhou's secret understanding, Zhang Zhiyan would search for Qin Feng's whereabouts whenever she had the opportunity within two years, but she never found it.
Qin Feng seemed to have completely disappeared without any news. As time went by, Zhang Zhiyan gradually reduced the number of searches.
But Bai Qingzhou is always worried about what choice he will make if Zhang Zhiyan really finds Qin Feng...
One of them is a long-time friend, and the other is a senior sister of his own sect, which makes Bai Qingzhou feel conflicted.
So now he can only pray that Qin Feng can escape far away and not come back again...
"That's right," Zhang Zhiyan's voice suddenly interrupted Bai Qingzhou's thoughts.
"The Fangshi Arena will be held in just over a year, so remember to prepare early."
"Fangshi Arena Competition?" Hearing this word for the first time, Bai Qingzhou couldn't help but ask, "What kind of competition is this?"
Zhang Zhiyan explained: "The Fangshi Arena Tournament is a competition organized by the Wuji League in Fangshi. Once every ten years, all sects in the Wuji League will participate.
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You can get some rewards.”
"Does everyone in the sect want to participate?"
"No, that would be too many people..." Zhang Zhiyan waved her hands and said: "Each sect only has three places. We will send three people to represent the sect to participate and compete with other sects."
"Three quotas..." Bai Qingzhou continued to ask: "Then how are these quotas determined?"
"The three quotas are for one person each in the early stage of Qi refining, in the middle stage of Qi refining, and in the late stage of Qi refining. We will hold a small competition among the gates first, and then select the winner to participate in the market competition."
When he heard that he could compete in the gate, Bai Qingzhou looked forward to it and said, "That will be very interesting!"
Zhang Zhiyan suddenly reminded: "You are now at the third level of Qi Refining, which is in the early stage of Qi Refining. You can participate in the early stage of Qi Refining competition. If you win, you can represent the sect in the competition in Fangshi."
Speaking of this, Bai Qingzhou couldn't help but feel moved.
He and Ruan Xiuqi have been training with each other for a year and have long been accustomed to fighting. However, the two of them have never been cruel in their competition. In fact, they have never had a clear understanding of their own strength.
Now that there was an honest competition where he could test his strength, Bai Qingzhou was immediately eager to give it a try.
Bai Qingzhou's heart moved and he asked curiously: "Then when will the competition in our sect be held?"
Zhang Zhiyan thought for a moment and replied: "It's usually one month before the Fangshi Arena Competition. It should be more than a year away. There's no rush."
More than a year...
Bai Qingzhou thought to himself: In more than a year, if nothing unexpected happens, he might have been promoted to the fourth level of Qi refining and reached the middle stage of Qi refining, but the middle stage of Qi refining also includes the sixth level of Qi refining.
When competing with others on the fourth level and the sixth level of Qi Refining, the chances of winning are too low. It is impossible to represent the sect in the battle...
Thinking of this, Bai Qingzhou couldn't help but feel a little depressed, and said gloomily: "But I have been at the fourth level of Qi Refining for more than a year..."
When Zhang Zhiyan heard this, she couldn't help but laugh, covered her mouth and laughed angrily: "You still dislike being promoted..."
Bai Qingzhou scratched his head in embarrassment. This sentence was indeed a bit ignorant. After all, many people never crossed the threshold of the middle stage of Qi refining and stayed in the early stage of Qi refining forever.
But suddenly hearing Zhang Zhiyan's laughter, Bai Qingzhou looked at her face uncontrollably.
The corners of her mouth were raised in a beautiful arc, a smile was written on her face, and there was a touch of tenderness in her eyes, which looked extremely touching.
She usually had a straight face, but this was the first time Bai Qingzhou saw her smile. It was so beautiful, which made Bai Qingzhou a little stunned for a while.
I couldn't help but stare directly at Zhang Zhiyan.
Zhang Zhiyan turned her head slightly and noticed Bai Qingzhou's dull gaze. A slight blush immediately appeared on her cheeks. She immediately looked away and her expression became a little unnatural.
For a moment she couldn't sit or stand, and felt a little overwhelmed.
"Cough!" Zhang Zhiyan stood up, coughed slightly, and then walked out of the pavilion. "I'm leaving first!"
Hearing this, Bai Qingzhou suddenly came back to his senses, his face immediately turned red, and he was hesitant to speak.
Seeing Zhang Zhiyan leaving the courtyard, Bai Qingzhou felt embarrassed. He didn't expect to be so rude...
Finally, the red-faced Bai Qingzhou sat alone in the courtyard for a long time...