From the Siheyuan to the Heavens Travel Book

Taoist priest Xuanwu said with a confused look; I was also puzzled by this matter, and then he suddenly had an idea and subconsciously said, could it be her.

After Master Zihe listened to Xuanwu's words, he thought for a moment and then said, Shanzhong Lake is Xiaoyao's former residence, and I suspect that the leader of the White Lotus Sect will be her.

Taoist Master Xuanwu asked, Senior Brother, what are your plans.

Zhihe Zhenren replied: She is the immortal immortal. I am worried that she will come to us sooner or later. To untie the bell, the person who tied it must be tied.

In order to avoid the catastrophe of martial arts, I have to take a trip to Shanzhong Lake.

Taoist priest Xuanwu advised, "Senior brother, if you go alone, it may be disadvantageous. It's better for me to accompany you."

Master Zihe refused and said, "No, I am going this time to resolve personal grievances between each other. I will never take action until the last moment."

Xuanwu, I will let you take over the position of leader of Wudang.

Taoist priest Xuanwu replied; Yes

After that, they began to meditate and practice.

On the other side, Xu Damao was punished to do the horse stance for a day and night. He was also working hard on the horse stance while practicing the Chaos Star Art to strengthen himself, because Xu Damao had just crossed over, and now besides having a high level Apart from his outrageous mental state and spiritual power, he didn't bring any other cultivation skills, let alone a clone.

Because he has no magic power now, he can only do it by himself. Fortunately, this body has a strong and stable foundation.

And Xu Damao also felt it. While practicing the Chaos Star Art while doing the horse stance, he felt that it would be half a percent faster than meditating.

This also allowed Xu Damao to discover a new way of cultivation, such as walking, sleeping, lying down, and standing. These ideas came to his mind one by one, and he decided to try them out as soon as he had time.

Forget it, I don't want to get through this punishment first, and then I can go to the small world to cultivate my magic power when I have time.

Although after a day of practice, there is a small amount of mana flowing through the meridians in the body, but it is still far from the state of being able to create a clone.

It's just that it's evening now and there's still a whole night left before he's punished, so Xu Damao is just trying his best to stand on his horse's feet.

Then while he was recalling the plot of Hexiao Jiutian, he felt that after a while, a few Taoist priests would come to bully him.

Xu Damao thought, well, it seems that Murong Yunfei rode his horse until midnight, and then fell asleep because he was too tired and sleepy. Then he was picked up, beaten and scolded by a little Taoist priest, and later he was beaten. He accidentally stepped on a bucket, fell to the ground and hit the back of his head and fainted. Then Murong Yunfei felt a little scared or unconvinced or something, so he ran down the mountain, something like this.

Anyway, that was the former Murong Yun Fei Chu, not the current Xu Damao. He didn’t care about Xu Damao now. He was now immersed in the pleasure of practicing the Chaos Star Master on horseback.

Although he did not have the time bonus and rich spiritual energy provided in the small world, at this time, Xu Damao still felt the pleasure of practicing.

After all, it is easy to feel this way when you are just laying the foundation. Otherwise, those monks who meditate and practice every day would not be so obsessed with practice. That is because when you practice, your ability or mana, anyway, it is your ability that lies within you. Traveling upstream on the meridians and acupuncture points will produce a pleasant and pleasant feeling, which makes it easy for practitioners to become obsessed with this feeling. Therefore, those who retreat at every turn basically want to reach a higher level. Lou because it feels even better when I break through.

While Xu Damao was feeling the trace of magic power swimming in his body, he heard footsteps approaching him from far away.

Xu Damao immediately thought of the little Taoist priest.