Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

A day later, the graceful Feilai Peak had an extra helper.

Guan Yuli greeted Taiyi Peak's disciples in a friendly manner, and then helped arrange all the miscellaneous matters, including the daily salary distribution of the monster clan, rectification of muck piles, various material consumption purchases, and progress plan control arrangements...

Almost instantly, Feng Qingxiu had nothing to do but discuss the runes with the disciples of the Fu Zong, and she was a little confused for a while.

At this time, many disciples and elders of Taiyi Peak have surrounded him regardless of age—Taiyi Peak does not distinguish between seniority and age, and is only divided by the level of the rune array. , and will also ask the other party for advice, even if the age difference is hundreds of years.

I heard that Taiyifeng's elder brother who is retreating is the representative of the Fuzheng sect who has surpassed the ninth rank. He is Taiyifeng's treasure. The original thunder pattern formation is earth-shattering. Tai Yifeng is applying for the rank of elder for him, it is extremely terrifying.

Compared with Feng Qingxiu, he is much worse. Although his talisman array has aura, its foundation is much weaker and its direction is very good, but his hands-on ability is his shortcoming. He has time to study with these disciples.

"That Senior Brother Guan..." Feng Qingxiu asked suspiciously.

"It's okay, you have no time to explain the new pattern to us because of chores every day." Tai Yifeng's disciple explained to him, "So we asked Mrs. Guan to come over to help, anyway, he will take care of the Qingnvfeng matter in half an hour. After tidying up, with him here, you don't have to worry about anything."

This disciple was immediately turned into a hedgehog by the bamboo needles, unable to move at all, and looked extremely scary.

The fellow apprentice next to him looked at him contemptuously: "At least wait for him to leave before calling Madam."

Youjia shrugged and sat on the bluestone on one side, carefully sharpening his sword with a small stone. In contrast, he had a lot of free time. The reason he followed was to see if there was any big news. You Jia who wants to be on the headlines.

Yimeng Qingnv smiled slightly, walked slowly to the handsome young man, whispered to him about the recent events on Qingnvfeng, and gave him some thoughtful small gifts.

A certain Tai Yifeng elder on the side watched, and couldn't help but whispered: "The two of them are like Yimengruge and Baiyan back then."

"That's right, one masters the outside and the other masters the inside, how wonderful Qingdi Peak was back then." An elder next to him also sighed slightly, as if lost in memory, "It's a pity, Yimengruge taught children a lot, Bai That's an example of a loving mother who loses her son!"

"Speaking of which, Yimeng Qingnv looks very much like the peak master Ruge back then. If there is anything... Bah, when I get old, I like to think about it."

Feng Qingxiu spoke with a smile: "The elders seem to be familiar with Qingdi Peak."

"Back then, Yimengruge and Bai Yan were not at a low level. Bai Yan was conservative in nature and had a very high talent in meridian acupuncture. Most of the treatments focused on harmony and warming. Yimengruge was much more daring. Listen to me The head of the sect mentioned that after hundreds of years of medical treatment mainly based on excision, repair and suture, the Qingdi Meridian's water washing, imperial thread suturing, real essence micro-cutting, and various techniques created by the Qingdi Meridian are extremely effective in treating injuries. , Qingnv inherited most of his medical skills and carried them forward." An elder said casually, "That was the time when Qingdi Peak was at its strongest, and the second vein of erysipelas was suppressed by them a lot. It’s a dream like a song, it’s definitely not what it is now.”

"Don't mention the past, it's all in the past, don't talk about the right and wrong of the deceased." Someone reminded.

"Okay, don't mention it, but this time the route to Yuntianyu has been set, do you want to bypass the land covered by the sea?" Someone asked next to him.

"Certainly not. The Jiutianyuan there has breathable soil. After hundreds of years, there should be silt in the river again, and there will be more cloud symbols." An elder said with satisfaction, "After more than ten years In [-], Longmo will definitely lower its price."

"That's right, with a cup of interest soil, you can make more than 6000 cloud talisman seeds. Should we also grow some grass and go to Yushou Peak to find a dragon blood demon clan to raise it?"

"Don't worry about it, we are not the opponents of Shennong Peak in planting grass, so what is the money?" A senior brother disdainfully said, "If you have that free time, why don't you calculate the Jiujiao formula in Jiuzhengshu, right... Brother Feng——we have an idea in our calculation books, but we have not been able to prove it, so I would like to ask you, there is..."

Feng Qingxiu knew that these questions were actually not for him, but for him to ask the master if he couldn't answer them, but she still wrote them down seriously.

Master always speaks very thoroughly, and when discussing with these brothers, he can always be more integrated.

After some debate, Feng Qingxiu returned to Zhaoyue Peak with questions.

All the way here was full of travel and dust, he was going to take a bath before going to see the master.

There is a hot spring with running water behind their room. After a small pool gushes out of the spring, the temperature gradually drops and becomes a shallow stream, flowing to the foot of the mountain. It was his master who made a special trip for him when he saw him take a bucket of cold water to bathe last time. Point out a spring.

Although she was a little flattered at first, Feng Qingxiu now feels great to be favored by her master after getting used to it.

Holding a bath towel around her waist and abdomen, Feng Qingxiu walked towards the pool from the back door.

Then stunned.

His master is lying in the pool water, his long hair is loose, and beads of water vapor are falling from his shoulders, revealing his elegant and beautiful collarbone and slender and powerful arms. glyphs.

His fingers are very beautiful, with light emitting from the fingertips from time to time, falling to the surface of the water, turning into water waves one after another.

For a moment, it was full of colors, reflecting his ethereal face like a moon, like a heavenly man.

After a while, Master raised his head, there was a small drop of water between his brows and eyes, which almost dazzled his eyes.

"Xiaoqing, don't you wash it? Why are you in a daze?" Master tilted his head and asked him.

Feng Xiaoqing was at a loss for a while, and said in a panic: "Master, you, you are so beautiful."

"Oh," Master nodded slightly, and said, "Xiaoqing too, come down."

Feng Xiaoqing was even more stunned.

"Is there any question?" Ji Yunlai asked him strangely.

"No, no problem." Feng Xiaoqing walked into the pool almost with the same hands and feet, and accidentally fell into the water, thumped before getting up, and shrank to the corner like a quail.

"How are you doing recently?" Headmaster Ji poured water on his shoulders and asked leisurely.

Just now when he was studying the deduction of the secrets of heaven, he got stuck on a key point, was puzzled, walked to the pool by accident, and simply went down to take a bubble.

Although the body of a celestial being is free from all poisons and dust, Ji Yunlai, who remembers being only 16 years old, doesn't think there is any problem with relaxing occasionally. In his previous life, he liked to soak in hot springs. He has been to the famous springs in China.

"No, Feilai Peak is fine." Feng Qingxiu looked at the water in front of her and said in a low voice.

"Cultivation?" Ji Yun glanced at him, and found that his cultivation was already at the middle stage of Golden Core, and could not help but frown slightly, "Your speed is too fast."

"Tu'er will definitely work harder to control the speed." Feng Qingxiu said in a low voice.

He has tried his best to control the flow of his true essence, and he can even control the small meridians, but since he practiced the mental method given to him by his master, he has been moving forward at the same speed as a fire eagle. If he hadn't been controlling it day and night, Even if he relaxes a little for one night, his cultivation dares to rush towards the Nascent Soul Stage, which is the kind that he just said and passed, which is simply terrifying.

"You can absorb all the remnants of your soul and turn them into your own cultivation..." Ji Yunlai approached him, reached out and stroked the meridians on his shoulder one by one, along the two meridians of Ren Yin and Du Yang, carefully examined the apprentice's body, and found that his seven Lun Wuhai has extremely small air seas, and the air veins are like whirlpools that spontaneously absorb the surrounding spiritual energy and soul thoughts. They couldn't help frowning and said, "It's a difficult problem."

He thought for a while, then picked up a very thin strand of long hair from his shoulders, and after cutting it off, the long hair coiled automatically, turning into a thin strip with a touch of red at the end, and put it on the apprentice's wrist.

Ren Yin and Du Yang touched the two channels again, and he found that only spiritual energy was absorbed in the seven rounds and five seas, and there was no soul thought, which was exactly in line with his deduction.

He has the demon seal on his hair, which is the nemesis of all spirits.

Nodding his head in satisfaction, he told his disciples: "Put on the hairpin, and you don't have to worry about your cultivation growing too fast in the future."

But he didn't hear his apprentice's reply. He raised his head, and saw that his apprentice's skin was as red as a lobster, and he looked so aggrieved that he was about to cry.

Suddenly, Ji Yunlai lifted his chin lightly, straightened his upper body from the water, and looked down, "What's the matter, are you afraid that I'll eat you?"

The apprentice was stiff all over, and then he saw the tip of his nose twitch, and red drops of water fell out of his nostrils.

"The young man is too angry." As if he had finished playing, Ji Yunlai patted his apprentice's hair as if nothing had happened, turned around and walked out of the pool. With a flick of his fingertips, the water droplets dispersed, and a new set of clothes automatically climbed up. He body, "Come to me after washing."

Really, isn't it just a shower, they are all men, and they are so scared.

Apprentice is not fun!

Ji Yunlai thought boringly, opened the door and entered his residence.

After a while, Feng Qingxiu in the water heaved a sigh of relief, washed up in embarrassment and ran back to the room, and recited the Pure Heart Jue a hundred times.

But I still feel that there is fire but no light.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his own shadow rippling on the wall, and beat it up angrily.

Almost broke the wall.

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Little Theater: After a long time, Xiaoqing realized that the shadow was not some magical idea, but the expression of the deepest part of his heart...

The next chapter is the side story of Qingdi Peak a hundred years ago, be and dark, enter with caution! !Can be skipped!