Taoist fast crossing

"Bang bang bang-"

There was a knock on the door of Sangli's residence.

When the thin door trembled, the walls also shook, and the sound was especially noisy. The formations were engraved on the bamboo, and the whole bamboo house was still creaking, very unstable.

Ye Fufeng felt that the movement was a bit loud, and the house was about to collapse if it was knocked any further... Junior Brother Ling's residence is in dire need of repairs.New disciples will be assigned a place to live in before entering the school. After entering, they can find an empty space at the top of the peak where they belong, and cut the bamboo to build a house. One is to test the self-care ability of the disciples, and the other is to strengthen the sense of belonging of the disciples. It is to cultivate the relationship between the brothers and sisters.

I don't know what happened to Junior Brother Ling's house.

He quickly stopped and checked the situation inside the house, but there was no life inside.

How is Junior Brother Ling?Why is there no response?

"Junior Brother Ling, are you there?" Ye Fufeng asked.

The surroundings were still extremely quiet, Ye Fufeng was a little worried, and continued to knock on the door.

"Ok?"

Suddenly there was a faint sound in the room.

"Junior brother Ling, if you're here, just say something? How do you feel now?" Ye Fufeng was very afraid that this junior who had just started practicing kung fu would go astray.

"squeak--"

The bamboo door opened.

It wasn't Sang Li squeaking, it was the sound of the bamboo door opening.

It was dark inside.

Ye Fufeng became tense instantly. Could it be that Junior Brother Ling had a problem with his cultivation, and he didn't even have the spiritual power to maintain the formation?Each disciple's room has a lighting formation and a cleaning formation. Although Junior Brother Ling's room is clean, the windows are covered with curtains, so there is no light in the room.

He cautiously approached Sangli's bed.

Hey, what is the mattress on Junior Brother Ling's bed?It looks so thick and soft.

Junior Brother Ling closed his eyes, and his words were weak, is Junior Brother Ling sick?Although the physique of a cultivator is much better than that of ordinary people, it is not without the possibility of getting sick.

Ye Fufeng was about to feel his pulse when the person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

The room lit up for a moment.

That gaze was so sharp, Ye Fufeng almost thought that the roof would be pierced.

It should be that he has comprehended a certain aspect of the artistic conception and has reached the state of great accomplishment.

Sure enough, Junior Brother Ling was hiding his clumsiness.

Junior brother Ling has a single golden spiritual root, and the purity is also very high, but his swordsmanship is inferior. What secret is hidden in it?Or what are the difficulties of Junior Brother Ling?

"Junior Brother Ling, why don't you practice swords?"

Ye Fufeng looked down at the squinting person on the bed.

If Junior Brother Ling has a problem, if he can solve it, he will definitely lend a helping hand.

"I……"

The person on the bed was talking very listlessly.

It seems that the next moment I will close my eyes and drive the crane west.

Ye Fufeng was planning to input spiritual power to see if Junior Brother Ling was injured.

"I, don't I want to sleep?"

Sang Li opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at Ye Fufeng with dying eyes, looked with satisfaction at the astonishment on the young Junjie's face, pulled the quilt tightly, and continued to sleep.

"Junior Brother Ling, the day's plan is in the morning, and sleeping is too much of a waste of time."

Ye Fufeng was expressionless, wanting to lift the soft quilt very much.

What's going on with the junior brother now?

When he first started, he never slackened in the cold and heat, wore the stars and wore the moon, and practiced swords in his mind every day.

Why doesn't Junior Brother Ling pursue anything?

Ye Fufeng couldn't remember what the bamboo house he lived in was like, it seemed empty, and the bed was hard and cold.

"Sleeping all day and wasting time, don't you have no pursuit?"

Ye Fufeng felt a little angry.

"I'm still growing my body, and I won't grow taller if I don't get enough sleep."

Sang Li explained seriously, and found that the body of this model disciple of the Taiyi Palace was rigid, like a stone statue without emotion.Even if he is a stone statue, he cannot stay here forever.

Sang said:

"Brother, do you have anything else to do?"

"If not, can you move your feet out a little and close the door by the way."

The voice in the quilt was indistinct, Ye Fufeng wanted to reprimand him a few words, but his complexion gradually turned bad, he hesitated to speak, stopped speaking and wanted to speak, and finally walked out.Take it to the door according to his words.

This matter still has to be done step by step, directly dragging Junior Brother Ling out of the bed, it will be useful once, but it can't be done every day.Junior Brother Ling needs to be made aware of the importance of cultivation, and he will naturally take the initiative to practice swords.

Thinking of this, Ye Fufeng was about to lift his feet and leave.

Suddenly... There was a suppressed sneezing sound from the bamboo house.

That sneeze was weak.

Ye Fufeng suddenly felt strange, after he thought about it carefully, he forgot.

"Ah, ah... ah cut—"

A sneeze cannot be suppressed.

The strong air flow spurted out, the bamboo house swayed, and under Ye Fufeng's unbelievable eyes, it collapsed.

Among the dust flying all over the sky, only the bed inside was safe and sound.

At this time, the person who was too lazy to look like he had no bones was finally willing to use his spiritual power to open a barrier, avoiding the falling bamboo, with a bit of heartache on his face.

"It doesn't matter if the house collapses, Junior Brother Ling, you get up first, I'll teach you how to build a house."

Ye Fufeng comforted him.

"No...the bed is still fine."

Sang Li also remembered, but the bed imprisoned her soul.

I read the jade slips of unofficial history all night yesterday, and I still can't get enough of it.She never expected that there would be future generations who would write about the love and hatred between Empress Caesar and her husband. The style of writing is nasty, full of blood, the plot is wonderful and fascinating, and the name is ignored. It can be regarded as excellent.Thinking of the countless jade slips in the Sutra Pavilion, Sang Li felt full and extremely satisfied.

"..." Ye Fufeng walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

The disciples who got up early to practice sword over there have finished their practice and rushed to the dining hall together.

Sword cultivators pay attention to the polishing of muscles and bones, the power of qi and blood, spiritual power alone is not enough to nourish, and tonic is also necessary.As for the impurities...you can use body training exercises to get rid of them.For the sake of cultivation, even abandoning the desire of food and drink, that would be too boring.The Taiyi Palace never pays attention to this. Occasionally, the Taishang elders will get some good ingredients and send them to the dining hall. They eat meat, and other disciples also have soup.

The food in the canteen is very good. Usually, Ye Fufeng only comes here once in a while. Today, I don’t know why he feels depressed and powerless. He seems to be so angry with Junior Brother Ling. Junior Brother Ling on the bed has taken on a whole new look, he is sitting next to his elder brother, several people are chatting and laughing at Yan Yan, pushing and changing glasses, very harmonious.

"Oh, Senior Brother Ye is here."

Sang Li moved out a seat for Ye Fufeng and added bowls to him very naturally.

On the table were stewed animal tendons, crispy meatballs, steamed fish heads covered with red peppers, and a huge hind leg of an unknown monster.The mixed aroma lingered on the tip of the nose, and the cultivator's sense of smell became more sensitive, and he could even make up the smell in his brain. Ye Fufeng was not easy to refuse, and after a meal, he didn't say a word of reprimand.

When it came to eating, Si Qingyan and Ye Li never stopped eating.After the empress reformed the food many years ago, Ming Lan's cooking skills have developed very maturely, and there is also a school of cooking.

"I've invited you." Sang Li paid the bill and left quietly.

She hid a lot of treasures in the past, although she has lost some now, but there are more recovered treasures, which are more precious because of the long years.Spending every day is enough for her to eat and die for thousands of years.

As for the little princess... don't you still have Caesar, as long as you don't starve to death, she doesn't need to worry about it.

"Junior Brother Ling seems to have extraordinary wealth and outstanding aptitude. Why doesn't he want to practice hard?"

Ye Fufeng didn't understand.

Some disciples can go on adventures in secret realms all year round in order to break through, and never return to the sect for several years. What's the matter with Junior Brother Ling?

"Maybe it's not necessary." Ye Li said quietly.

If Sang Li worked hard, he would have to worry about whether something big happened to Ming Lan, which is not very good now.

Ye Fufeng, who is not very rich, feels much less happy after eating.

"Let's go out for a walk."

After Si Qingyan proposed, Ye Fufeng and Ye Li agreed.

Because Ye Li was in a good mood, he released Ye Sang and asked him to let him go.

The three of them didn't have swords, they wandered casually on the stone steps of the ancient road, and unknowingly walked out of the Taiyi Palace, but the area outside was also the site of the Taiyi Palace.

On a floating peak as flat as a mirror, a white-clothed disciple bends down and is digging something into a storage bag. Countless cranes surround the floating peak, flying up and down, singing softly from time to time, and the pure white feathers are dreamlike under the afterglow of the sunset , like a fairyland.

"Isn't that Junior Brother Ling?"

Ye Fufeng recognized Sang Li who was feeding the crane, and frowned slightly.

He soon discovered that he didn't know the thing used to feed the cranes, but it was very powerful and valuable.

It seems that Junior Brother Ling is really rich.

Neither Si Qingyan nor Ye Sang wanted to remind Ye Fufeng about Sangli's gender.Moreover, Si Qingyan is still looking forward to the moment when Saury and Ye Fufeng face Ji.

When Sang Li saw the three of them, he raised his chin slightly as a greeting.

In the past, she had the habit of feeding stray cats and dogs, and catching small animals for sterilization. Now she can only raise stray cranes in the Taiyi Palace, so as to relive her old dream.These cranes are quite spiritual, they are beautiful, they fly very fast, and they can grow bigger, so they are very suitable as mounts.It was also thanks to them that they were able to rush into the cafeteria before the other disciples.After feeding her a few times, every day the cranes would scramble over who stooped her, and Sangli was delighted.

A heavy bell sounded suddenly from the sky.

There was only one sound, which came from the direction of Jue Ling.

"Someone climbed over Jue Ridge."

Ye Fufeng looked over there with surprise on his face.

"Shall we go over and have a look?" Sang Li stroked the crane, which was about to move and wanted to show off.

"Yes." Ye Fufeng stood up with his sword, and was about to take Si Qingyan and Ye Sang away with him.

"Ride my little crane." Sang Li made a move, and several nearby cranes became bigger and squatted down, bending their snow-white backs, signaling Si Qingyan and the others to go up.

"Then trouble the little guy."

Si Qingyan patted Bai He's head, and the other party obediently rubbed against his palm, then spread his wings and soared into the sky.

The last peak of Jue Ridge is Sword Blade Peak, and everyone who climbed it was cut to pieces.Lingyue originally wanted to shield her pain, but the formation of the Taiyi Palace is too strong, there is no possibility of cheating.By the time she gritted her teeth and finished climbing, it had been more than a month since the new disciple started.

At this time, the sense of presence is too strong, and it is very inconvenient to approach Ye Fufeng.

In what form does it appear?

A vengeful girl who suffers from deep hatred and hard work, or a cute junior sister who is gentle, well-behaved, persistent and brave?

Lingyue was struggling with the future route, when she looked up, she happened to see Ye Fufeng flying towards here on a crane.There were also three handsome men who came together, each of whom was outstanding.

Her heart beat instantly faster.

four!four!

At this moment, Lingyue didn't regret her decision to reluctantly climb over the Jueling Mountain at all.