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Master rarely called him by his real name formally.

"What oath?" Although Zhou Yan was puzzled, his expression became solemn.

Song Han didn't look into his eyes, turned around and grabbed a small sword hanging in the corner of the stone room, and snapped it off, "Do you know that if the oath made by a cultivator is not kept, it will cause demons in his heart and hinder him?" Cultivation advances?"

"Oh."

"Even so, you still want to stand?"

"Ah."

"You don't know what oath you are required to make as a teacher?" Song Han smiled wryly, his wrinkles and gray hair seemed to have added a newcomer, making him look even older.

Zhou Yan was rather puzzled, "Master will not harm me."

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I won't hurt you...

Before his thoughts drifted away, Song Han forced himself back to his senses, and said: "Then you swear that, despite all kinds of reasons, you will not fall into the path of the devil. If you violate this oath, your cultivation will never recover, and the sky will be struck by lightning, and a thousand calamities will come!"

"I swear..."

"It should be said that disciple Zhou Yan swears..."

Seeing Master Song Han's rarely seen serious look, Zhou Yan had no choice but to put his right hand together and point upwards, saying: "Disciple Zhou Yan swears that, despite all kinds of reasons, he will not fall into the devil's way. Robbed!"

He doesn't know what the devil is, and what the evil consequences of this oath are, he just trusts his master purely.

Song Han let out a long breath, exhaling alcohol-like breath.

"What's the matter with the five spirit roots, as long as you don't leave the Taoist sect, you've given your life to be a teacher, and I will also help you build a foundation and protect you forever!"

"Then... Master also promise one thing to this disciple." Zhou Yan held Song Han's hand and looked at him pitifully with bright eyes.

"what?"

"Master, don't leave your apprentice... Zhou Yan knows that he is afraid that he will be a waste and will drag the master down in the future, but please don't despise the apprentice's stupidity, and throw the apprentice back to the mortal world..."

Not to mention whether he can go home, if he just went back to Yancheng like this, wouldn't his parents feel even more uncomfortable?Their sons practice martial arts, study, and practice Taoism, but they can't do any of them!

"No!" Song Han looked at him lovingly, "You should keep it well."

Zhou Yan, who had been wronged a lot during the day, finally couldn't help but threw himself into Master's arms and burst into tears.

"Thank you...Thank you Master..."

At first Zhou Yan wanted to tell his master about Muyou beating him during the day, but now he was too embarrassed to mention it, so he could only secretly think about how to deal with it in the future.

Song Han was always a drinker who couldn't drink a few cups, but now he seemed to let go of his defenses, and fell down beside his apprentice in one fell swoop, and fell into a sound sleep.

However, since he is a cultivator, he has the ability to clearly understand what is happening around his body in his dreams.His body lightened, and he swayed again. It turned out that the little apprentice carried himself to the surrounding bed, and covered him with a thin quilt, carefully tucking him in.

Zhou Yan tried his best to walk lightly, closed the stone room, went back to his own room, and lay down on the stone bed again, he no longer felt hard and unbearable, and slept an extraordinarily sweet night.

In the next few days, Song Han Lao Dao didn't see the slumped look of that night at all, he was full of energy, and he accepted the fact that his new apprentice was a five-spirit root from the bottom of his heart.

It's just that, with the same Wulinggen, his requirements for Zhou Yan are not ordinary. First, the professor guides Qi into the body, and then asks to recite the 820 four arrays in "Qi Men Dun Jia". A "Detailed Explanation of Tongxu Talismans".

After the monk introduced Qi into the body, he entered the stage of refining Qi.Qi refining is divided into five small realms: Entraining Qi, Solidifying Qi, Transforming Qi, Forging Qi, and Condensing Qi. Each small realm is divided into four levels: front, middle, and rear.When the condensed energy is completely completed, the monks can prepare to build the foundation and officially embark on the journey of cultivating immortals. They will remain young forever and enjoy a lifespan of hundreds of years.

Although Zhou Yan's aptitude is extremely poor with five spiritual roots, his comprehension is not bad, and he took the first step against all odds, and he succeeded in drawing Qi into his body, which means he can start to cultivate.

It's just that he has practiced hard for several days, and he has almost entered the middle stage of entraining qi. Even if the time of entraining qi in meditation is prolonged every day, it will not help.

After all, such a qualification cannot be forced.

Seeing his sad face all day long, Song Han couldn't bear it, and called him over: "At the end of this month, you will go back to the peak, and get back your share of the spirit stone medicine."

"Yes."

Zhou Yan is also familiar with this Tonghui Peak.When he first came to the sect, he couldn't get used to the Bigu Pill that he had to eat every meal after meal. His daily meals were prepared by a few female disciples from Tonghui Peak and sent by Xufeng.

Outside the cave, Xu Feng seemed to be able to hear the inner voice of the little disciple, with her head held high, she waited for a long time.

At the beginning, Zhou Yan thought the bird was ugly and had a bad song, but now he is quite rare, and he fights with it every day, dispelling many of his longing for Shen Huan.

Seeing Zhou Yan pinching a spirit formula with his right hand, Xu Feng immediately swooped down from the tree and stopped beside him.

Zhou Yan jumped up using the light body technique he had just learned, patted Xufeng on the head, "Go to Huifeng."

Naturally, Xufeng is more familiar with the way to Tonghui Peak than Zhou Yan, with his big wings waving, he landed in front of Danqi Hall of Tonghui Peak within a short while.

Xuanji Gate is a Taoist gate, and the buildings of the various peaks are similar in size. The structure of this Danqi Hall is similar to that of Zhengyi Hall, the difference is that it is slightly smaller, and there is always a strong smell of medicine and Danxiang on weekdays.

"Senior Sister Fuling!" Zhou Yan waved to a disciple of Tonghui Peak who was standing at the entrance of the hall from a long distance away. This senior sister was the former Dan San, who cared for him the most and often sent him the things he collected. Osmanthus cakes, lotus paste buns and the like in the mortal world kept Zhou Yan from being really miserable these days.

"Junior Brother Zhou." Fu Ling smiled and said, "Are you here to fetch the spirit stone and the elixir today?" As he spoke, he fetched a small storage bag and handed it to Zhou Yan. "All the other ones were taken away, and you are the only one missing."

"It's hard for senior sister to remember me." Zhou Yan trotted over and said mischievously, glanced at the storage bag, a little surprised: "It turns out that there are so many monthly shares, I didn't take them last month, and I lost a lot!"

This storage bag contains a middle-grade spirit stone, 300 yuan low-grade spirit stone, thirty bottles of Bigu Pill and twelve bottles of Qi Gathering Pill.

"Of course not." Fu Ling explained: "Your share is specially reserved for you by me and senior brother Muyou. Senior brother Muyou and I have already established the foundation, which is of little use to us, but you are different. .”

"Senior Sister's kindness is really..." Zhou Yan was thinking about how to repay in the future, his expression changed, and he asked, "Senior Brother Muyou? Senior Sister is the Muyou who is under the head of the sect?"

"Exactly."

"This senior brother Muyou seems to have some opinions on me..." Zhou Yan rolled his eyes very quickly, and instead of directly telling Fu Ling what happened a few days ago, he asked instead: "Senior sister, is the master before me, who is it?" Didn't you accept other apprentices?"

"There is one, named Lu Yingchao."

Zhou Yan didn't hear anything else clearly that day, so he just remembered what Mu You said, that "...brother...". The other brothers have nothing to do with Zhou Yan, they can only be disciples of the master.

"Why don't you know..." Fu Ling showed a sad look, and her voice was a little low, "It's a pity that he passed away a few years ago... everyone in the door avoided talking about him... ... I originally thought that among all our disciples and elders, he had the best chance of ascending to Dao..."

"Uh... I'm sorry, Senior Sister." Zhou Yan quickly comforted her, "After all, death cannot be brought back to life."

"That's right." Fu Ling smiled wryly.

"What is the reason for this senior brother Lu to die?" Zhou Yan took the opportunity to ask.

"Because he is so talented, he was missed by the demon cultivator! It is said that he refused to give in to death, was beheaded by the demon cultivator, and his soul was scattered..."

Zhou Yan was taken aback, is that so...

Master must be very sad when my senior brother died young...

No matter what the reason is, Mu You is really too small-minded.

Seeing that it was getting late, the two greeted each other farewell, and Zhou Yan took Xu Feng back to Tongxu Peak.

Since the last time Master forced him to make the oath of never entering the magic way, Zhou Yan changed to live in a stone room, which was exactly the one where Master drank alcohol last time.This stone room is full of aura and is very suitable for cultivation.

After knowing the existence of Lu Yingchao just now, he guessed that the original owner of this stone room was the senior brother who died young.

It is true that it is difficult for him to go to the Lv Ying Dynasty in his life, regardless of his qualifications or his disposition towards the Tao

While sighing, Xufeng's cry outside the door stopped abruptly.

Zhou Yan rushed out of the cave, and sure enough, he saw the person in the crimson Taoist robe again.

Zhou Yan started to run into the cave, but was locked in front of the door by Mu Qi again.

"What are you running for, kid?"

"Didn't you let me detour when I saw you?"

"Then I'll let you drink, will you drink?"

"Can't drink!"

"Drink more and you will drink!"

Mu You narrowed his eyes, watching the young man suppress his anger, he suddenly became playful.

"Elder Song brought the wine from the head, so return two jars."

In the blink of an eye, he called out the spirit sword, grabbed Zhou Yan and stepped on it, walked in the air, turned over the mountains near Xuanji Gate, found a secluded cliff and grassland, and put down the wine jar and Zhou Yan.

"Come! Get drunk and relieve your worries. Don't go back until you finish drinking!" Mu You broke open a jar of wine and poured it straight into his mouth.

Zhou Yan was afraid that he would beat him up even more when he was drunk, so he ran away.

But Mu You was much more vigilant than his master, and grabbed him back, "Why are you running away, kid? My wine is a century-old wine! Ignorant brat!"

Seeing that Mu You stuffed the wine jar to his mouth, Zhou Yan had no choice but to take a sip, the wine entered his throat, it was so pungent, he couldn't help coughing.

He just said that he couldn't drink it himself, he really couldn't drink it, and he was laughed at by his father many times in Yancheng.

Mu You sneered and said, "It's really useless!"

It is indeed a five spirit root.

He also wanted to laugh at Zhou Yan, but suddenly thought of what happened this morning.

The master called himself to the apse of Zhengyi.

"Muyou, Muqi's golden core has been abolished this time, and I fear that it will be difficult to improve his cultivation. As a teacher, I know that you are used to idleness and don't have any thoughts, so you took over this [Golden Pavilion], but it happened suddenly and the overall situation is the most important thing. You In the future, remember not to act recklessly."

Mu You's eyes widened, "How come...does brother know?"

"He knew it after he woke up from a serious injury."

Mu You clenched his lower lip, "The disciple respects the master's order."

The headmaster passed by his side, raised his hand and patted his hand, hesitated, and finally reminded: "Mu Qi's matter, Tong Xufeng's inherent negligence, the crime is not as good as this."

Mu You knew that he was talking about beating Zhou Yan himself, so he lowered his head and replied in a low voice: "The disciple understands..."

The elder brother's Tianlinggen...now there is no difference from that boy's Wulinggen...

It's a bit like Song Han, Mu You has always been like that, when the sky falls, his brother will be watching, and if something happens, he will go to his brother.

Now my brother is in such a situation...

Seeing Zhou Yan's appearance somewhat similar to Lu Yingchao, Mu You sneered.

The night came as expected, and the dew was heavy.

I don't know how much Mu You drank in the end, this orthodox disciple who often brags about his drinking capacity has already passed out from drunk.

With the last bit of his strength and rationality, he drove the spirit sword and brought himself and Zhou Yan back to Tongxuan Peak. Afraid of alarming his master, he forced himself to walk all the way to Shenmu Cave.

The disciples of Xuanji Sect can leave their master after reaching the foundation building level, and have their own cave. This Shenmu cave was opened by Mu Youmu and his brothers.

As soon as Mu You's drunken eyes saw the three big golden characters of "Sanmu Cave", his body fell down, just right on the slightly thin body of the little junior.

Zhou Yan didn't have time to dodge, he was hit straight on the ground, and he couldn't push it. He was helpless, but Mu You still snored while pillowing on his thigh

"Brother Muyou, get up quickly..."

"Senior brother Muyou!"

"Shepherd..."

The stone gate of Shenmu Cave suddenly opened to the two sides, and a young man in a frosty white Taoist robe slowly pushed the wooden wheelchair under him, and came to Zhou Yan and the others.

"Leave him to me." The voice was hoarse, as if recovering from a serious illness.

Zhou Yan followed the voice and looked at him. This man was thin, with inconvenient legs and feet, and his hands were thin and bony. He was wearing a dark iron mask, revealing only two obscure eyes, and his long hair reached his waist.It is said that he is a young man, but it is because the other party shows a little neck, which is white and smooth, and it can be seen at a glance that the appearance is not very old.

"You are, Senior Brother Muqi?"

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small theater:

The third child of Tiandao: Boss, when did your cooking skills reach the level of restaurant chefs?

Zhou Yan (stroking his white beard and recalling the past): When I decided to feed Mrs. Tong Xufeng to fat.