Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

The Sifang Zong Library is built on the top of the mountain. In addition to the white jade stairs on the main road, there are also many paths paved with bluestone stairs extending to the next mountain.

Qianghua turned around and walked towards a less crowded path. If she remembered correctly, this path led to Thousand Feet Peak. Within the place she could go, she heard that there was a thousand-meter peak on the peak. The waterfall was very spectacular. She had never seen such a high waterfall before. She had to go and see it.

Thousand Feet Peak is no shorter than the peak of Zangshu Pavilion, and there are several lower hills separated in the middle. It is divided into spiritual fields, where many spiritual rice and spiritual vegetables are planted. The Sifang Sect disciples who were bent over and busy in the fields heard strange things. The footsteps sounded and everyone looked up.

After half-squinting his eyes to see who was coming, he immediately put down what he was holding and saluted.

"I've met senior."

Qianghua stretched out her hand to support her, "No need to be polite."

Looking at the dirt and water stains on everyone's bodies, he asked: "Are you watering the spiritual field?"

Although a Sifang Sect disciple didn't understand why she asked such an obvious question, he still answered honestly, "Yes."

Qianghua's eyes were a little weird, she held her chin and thought for a while, and then sighed: "It turns out that no matter where you are, labor is the least valuable thing..."

With their cultivation level, it is not enough to rely solely on spiritual energy pinching and spell casting to be responsible for the spiritual fields. They also need human assistance.

"what?"

"???"

The surrounding Sifang Sect disciples were stunned, artificial...referring to them, right? It is worthless? Are they worthless?

The Sifang Sect disciples couldn't help but choked after thinking about it. In fact, after calculation, the work they did and what they got were really incomparable, but who told them that they were not talented enough and their strength was not high. They were just outer sect disciples and could not compete with the inner sect. Like disciples, what if they have resources and sufficient time to practice?

It’s not that the sect gives the inner disciples much more resources than they do, but that the inner disciples are talented and powerful and can receive well-paid tasks, but they can’t. Accepting tasks beyond their own strength or risking death the difference.

Speaking of the wounds in his heart, a Sifang Sect disciple helplessly shouted sadly: "Senior."

Qianghua looked at them. They were all in the Qi refining stage. Some of them had already reached perfection, but their resources or training time could not keep up. They were unable to break through, or their moods were not reached, but the emotions in their eyes were quite clear.

After thinking about it, Qianghua took out a watering system drawing and handed it to one of the disciples, "It's not a good thing, but it can make you less tired."

After a pause, Qianghua added: "Kneading and casting spells can exercise your control over spiritual power, so don't be lazy."

The Sifang Sect disciple took the drawing and when he heard Qianghua's last words, he immediately raised his hands and replied with a serious face, "I will follow the teachings of my seniors."

The other disciples around him also saw that Qianghua was easy to talk to. A disciple who had completed Qi refining hesitated and asked: "Senior, can I ask you what you think about refining Qi to the foundation building stage?"

"Huh? This..."

The disciple's eyes lit up.

Qianghua is a little helpless about this problem. After all, she really didn't encounter any obstacles when she was practicing. With enough spiritual power, she naturally advanced. Except for the few thunders from the bone umbrella, she has never been struck by the tribulation lightning...

bah bah bah!

Don't say this nonsense!

Qianghua's eyebrows twitched, she suppressed the inexplicable premonition in her heart, and said to the expectant Qi Refining Consummation disciple: "To be honest, my experience is of no help to you."

The disciple was stunned and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his eyes.

Then I thought about it, although I don't know how old the senior is, after being promoted to Nascent Soul, his face will basically not change drastically, unless his longevity is approaching. The senior's face looks smaller than him, but now his strength can be compared with the elders of the sect and the masters of various peaks. Needless to say, he must be a top person in terms of talent.

For such a person, the experience of cultivation does not have much reference value to him.

After thinking about it, he felt relieved, with a comfortable smile on his face, and said sincerely: "I was too eager. Thank you, senior, for not caring about my rudeness."

After all, he didn't dare to ask the elders the same question just now.

Thinking of this, his face turned red and he looked a little embarrassed. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the disciples of the Sifang Sect around him. Everyone's eyes were filled with shock, "You are so fierce. That's a monk with the lowest level of divine cultivation!" Suddenly I felt ashamed and embarrassed and wanted to crawl into the ground!

"Puch -" Qianghua couldn't help laughing.

When the disciple heard the laughter, he stood a little uneasy and said embarrassedly: "Senior..."

Qianghua said to him: "Why don't you compile all your thoughts and feelings about your cultivation so far into a book? Maybe you will find your own cultivation experience..."

After a two-second pause, she added, "Maybe it can give others another idea."

Seeing the disciple deep in thought, Qianghua smiled and said: "If you transcend tribulations and ascend in the future, don't forget to leave me a copy of your cultivation experience."

The disciple was thoughtful when he heard the previous words, but after hearing the four words "overcoming the tribulation and ascending", his face turned red with excitement, he patted his chest and said loudly: "Senior, don't worry!"

He himself never dared to think that he could survive the tribulation and ascend, but he never expected that someone would say that he could!

He had a vague idea in his mind, but he wasn't particularly sure. He would have to try it before he knew it.

Qianghua doesn't know now that she will really receive a copy of the training experience "From Scratch to Overcoming Tribulation and Ascension" in the future.

She also didn’t know that someone would become a “teacher” and become a Taoist because of her words.

When the butterfly wings flap, things change.

She couldn't help but stretched out her hand to rub her eyelids that suddenly twitched violently. Qianghua waved her hand and said, "Everyone should go about their business."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Senior." The disciples of Sifang Sect said respectfully in unison.

When they walked away, they immediately turned to look at the disciple who had perfected his Qi refining, with excitement on his face, and they started talking in a hurry.

"Fang Qi, you are so brave!"

"That's right, the senior is a monk who transforms into gods, maybe a higher monk!"

"But senior doesn't seem very distant..."

"Then why didn't you dare to speak just now?"

"Senior, those spiritual beasts are baring their teeth at me!"

"I'm just afraid, what kind of spiritual beast will it be brought on?"

"..."

Fang Qi looked at the departing figure, took a deep breath, turned around and came to the spiritual field that he was responsible for, and cast a spell. He really couldn't wait to do what he wanted to do, but looking at the work he needed to do in front of him, Thinking of the senior's words, maybe he can also give some tips on serving Lingtian.

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