Zhu He

After accepting new disciples, Dong Qinghe also had a bright look in his eyes, and personally told Chang Jiaci the basic methods of cultivation.

"There are different types of masters of cultivation in ancient times. In the realm of cultivation, as long as you practice diligently, all things can attain the Tao, just like this moon orchid." Dong Qinghe pointed to a potted flower on the table. The aura within the door might take human form in a hundred or thousand years, and if someone points it out at that time, it will be able to enter the way of demon cultivation, and then ascend through the catastrophe."

"Yaoxiu? Is it a monster? So many monsters I met on Xiaoping Mountain that day, can they also become immortals?" Jiaci was surprised.

Dong Qinghe shook his head: "Monsters are also living beings. When they first entered the world, there is no distinction between good and evil. It's just that most of them are bewitched by their own desires, and they are prone to malicious intentions. After a long time, they get used to it. Such monsters can't become immortals. But there are still some monsters. Cultivation neither harms nor hurts others, conducts upright, is no different from us, and they can become immortals, so don't generalize."

When Dong Qinghe said these words, his eyes were clear and calm, without prejudice or contempt, just like the expression he had when he saw Jiaci, a small mortal, appearing in the realm of comprehension.

Chang Jiaci seemed to have a feeling: "Then...is that big monster in my stomach too?"

Speaking of this, Dong Qinghe frowned.

"No, 梼杌 is a fierce beast, it is not a demon, but a demon."

"magic?"

"That's right, demon cultivators are different from demon cultivators. Monsters are born ignorant and sapient, and will be evil if they are improperly enlightened, but demon cultivators... they use the inner alchemy of other people's spirits to cultivate themselves, and that is evil!"

But Jiaci remembers... on the first day when he arrived on the high platform, he seemed to have vaguely heard the fat head scolding the person tied to the ground as a "magic cultivator".

Dong Qinghe seemed to have guessed what Jiaci was thinking, and sighed helplessly: "A teacher should teach the karma and teach the disciples how to live in the world. After entering the magic way, in the final analysis... I am still a teacher who is slack and careless."

Chang Jiaci knew that he was talking about the person named Shen Yuanxiu: "This can't be blamed on Master, then...that Senior Brother Shen..."

Dong Qinghe stopped Jiaci: "He is no longer from the Qinghe Sect, you don't have to call him Senior Brother. Although I don't know what his reasons are, and whether he has them, but he has made a big mistake back then, and he can't reflect on himself every day. Report, I will not have this apprentice for a day."

Chang Jiaci really wanted to ask this brother Shen what kind of big mistake he made to be expelled from Qinghe Gate, but seeing Dong Qinghe frowning, he was afraid it was not a normal thing, so he decided to wait until the time was right to ask. , and obediently obeyed.

Dong Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, looked up and saw Jiaci's well-behaved appearance, a pair of clear eyes and a little nervous looking at himself, he couldn't help laughing: "You just need to be safe, keep yourself upright, and the most important thing is to have a broad mind and never forget your kind thoughts. Just be like him. Can you answer me?"

Chang Jiaci paused, raised a childish smile, and nodded seriously.

"I will, Master!"

Except for demon cultivation and demon cultivation, the kung fu practiced by Qinghemen belongs to spiritual cultivation, and it is also a cultivation method favored by most people in the cultivation world.Dong Qinghe told Jiaci that a spiritual practitioner should start from refining Qi.Although Jiaci has the inner alchemy in his belly, it is not his own, so the inner alchemy of Wuwu can only help him fill his dantian, and Jiaci needs to practice the alchemy himself to truly form the alchemy.

Before forming alchemy, Jiaci must first refine Qi, that is, learn how to freely operate these qi channels in the body, and then enter the foundation building stage. As the name suggests, it is to build the foundation of alchemy, and then enter the golden alchemy stage.

For a cultivator, his practice can only be considered as the real beginning with the Primal Golden Elixir. This is also Dong Qinghe's requirement for a gift, but everyone's qualifications are different. Some people build a foundation in three years, and they can complete it in ten years. Dan, and some people, yes, like Yu Miao, who are still in the foundation building stage for more than ten years, and there is no hope of forming a pill.So Dong Qinghe told Chang Jiaci to let him have a normal heart, don't be impatient, heal the injury first, and then practice by the way, after all, there are Nascent Soul, Dongxu, Mahayana, Crossing Tribulation, etc. During the difficult stage, Jiaci's journey of cultivation has just begun.

Jia Ci responded, but after Dong Qinghe left, he couldn't wait to start refining Qi.During the healing process, Dong Qinghe once used his own Qi meridian to guide Jiaci. Jiaci already knew the direction of the movement of the martial arts in the sect, and with the help of oral formulas, he found the trick in a short while.

After winning the first battle, he became more and more motivated, taking advantage of the fact that the sect master was not in the middle of the stone, except for three meals, Jiaci hid in the room to practice, and he used the time spent sleeping at night to meditate.

Qingyi Qingyue scoffed at this, especially after knowing that the sect master accepted Chang Jiaci as his disciple, she felt that this little mortal should work so hard, otherwise, how could he be worthy of the sect master's blue eyes? Jiaci should take care of the body, and don't be greedy.

It's just that Jiaci didn't seem to care.

On this day, Jiaci was sitting on the bed meditating with his eyes closed, only feeling warm all over his body, and gusts of air flowed through his limbs and bones, and as the breath cycled again and again, the airflow became more and more powerful , becoming more and more abundant, and finally gather at the dantian, and then slowly rise to the chest and abdomen, eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and finally to the top of the head, and then ripple out of the body in strands.

After leaving Jiaci's surroundings, the air current did not dissipate, instead, it seemed to be a real entity, and it wandered unsteadily in the room. Wherever it passed, it was like a breeze, and like a small hand, smoothing the gauze curtain , touched the cup, and quietly moved many small things in the house.

However, in a few days, Jiaci could not help but smile triumphantly by using Qinghemen's mental method to successfully move objects through the air. He raised his eyebrows, and the small air flow continued to rotate again, turning around The breeze is getting stronger and the little hands are getting bigger, the strength is enough to move the heavy objects in the house, like the porcelain vase on the eight-treasure stand, or like the big wooden table carved from the root of the yellow rosewood tree, they are all lifted by Jiaci and wrapped around the room It returned to its original position after a large circle.

In the end, the cyclone was as thick as the waist and abdomen. After walking cautiously, it slowly moved towards the long sword hanging by the wall...

Suddenly there were distant footsteps outside the door, and Jiaci moved his ears, but the cyclone in the inner room did not stop, but pulled the sword out of the scabbard little by little...

The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped outside the door.The silent swirling wind inside the door blows the bright red fringe of the sword tail, like a small blood red flower blooming.

The moment the door was gently pushed open, Jiaci suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed fiercely, and the long sword that was completely out of the scabbard rushed towards the person standing by the door like a shooting star!

Dong Qinghe could sense the evil spirit inside from outside the door, he reacted very quickly at this moment, turned slightly to avoid the fierce blade coming towards his door, pinched his two fingers, and stabilized the blade On the cheek, in a blink of an eye, he looked at Chang Jiaci who was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

Chang Jiaci stared at him like a knife, and with a provocative twitch of the corner of his mouth, the sword between Dong Qinghe's fingers buzzed again, like a poisonous snake that was pinched seven inches but still restless. After the movement, a trace of frightened red flowed from the blade, and suddenly shot out two streaks of glare, which forced Dong Qinghe to close his eyes to resist, and the sword escaped from his control, flipped and jumped into the air, the tip of the sword was extremely fast Speeding downwards, it seemed as if it was about to plunge straight down from Dongqinghe's Tianling cover!

However, when it was less than half an inch away from the top of Dongmen Master's head, the sword stopped abruptly. It turned out that Dong Qinghe's body fainted with a faint golden light. He was completely enveloped, and the tip of the sword that was fighting down was blocked in place, unable to enter.

Chang Jiaci looked at the buzzing and trembling sword body, but he didn't intend to give up. He gritted his teeth tightly, and his clear black eyes turned red instantly. Watching Dong Qinghe's extremely thin but impregnable wall of light emitting crackling sparks.

Dong Qinghe looked back at the other party without moving, and raised his hand unhurriedly for a moment, followed by the flick of his sleeve, only to hear a bang, and the blade of the sword, which was still carrying the huge force just now, shattered into pieces. How many cuts!

And Chang Jiaci on the other end seemed to be shocked by the sword energy that was blocked, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, and fell down.

The attack subsided, and the golden light around Dong Qinghe's body also slowly dissipated. After a while, he stepped up to the bedside, stared at the person on the bed, and asked with a sinking face.

"You want to kill me?"