no thoughts [cultivation]

Jiuqu Hall used to be the best palace in Hongyan Sect except Hongmeng Hall on Danyan Peak, the main peak.

As time went by, Jiuqu Peak was gradually forgotten in a corner amid the tacit silence of the sect.

Today's Jiuqu Peak is no longer what it used to be, rather cold and depressed.

However, although cultivation materials are scarce here, and the population is small, the advantage is that the aura is abundant and rich, the scenery is beautiful, the vegetation is green, and the spiritual plants planted are also rich in spiritual power and delicious.

Meng also likes it very much.

Although cultivators have a long lifespan, there are many dangers and dangers in this vast realm of comprehension, and the number of those who died quietly is unknown.In addition, monks often go out to experience or practice hard in closed doors.

Therefore, in the seemingly short period of 50 years, there have been many changes in the world, and there have been gaps in news.

The same is true for Hong Yanzong.

At the beginning, the few stewards in the Zongmen who assigned servants and managed chores, although they were not young, didn't know much. They only thought that Jiuqu Peak was located in a remote place and no one cared about it. Such a character, even if he was once brilliant, will not be rootless and unreal.As everyone knows, 50 years ago, when Meng Baihan, the great disciple of the Hongyan Sect, was well-known, they didn't know where to spend their time.

At that time, the aura on Jiuqu Peak was comparable to the main peak, and all the disciples of the inner sect were staring at it.It should be noted that if the aura is full and the palace is majestic, there is nothing wrong with the remote location.

But Meng Yi had outstanding talent and high comprehension. When he completed the nine-turn golden elixir, his master Xuanwen Dayue, the suzerain of Hongyan Sect, made an exception and rewarded him with the peak that could only be given to monks above Yuanying and above. The Jiuqu Hall was built.But now, Meng Yi does not live in the Jiuqu Palace, but finds a quiet place on the Jiuqu Peak, builds a simple wooden house and lives in it.

When Tong Heng first came, Meng Yi had already lived like this for many years.

Seeing it, Tong Heng didn't know the reason, and he didn't ask. Instead, he built Meng Yi's residence to be more comfortable and spacious, and then built an additional house next to it, so that he could live in it and serve his husband conveniently.

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Once Meng Yi fell asleep, he would fall into a dreamland, and it would be difficult for others to wake him up, so he had to wait for him to wake up.

At the beginning, Tong Heng was afraid that he would sleep too long and miss the meal would be bad for his health, so he tried to wake him up, but he didn't dare to make too much noise to startle him, so it took a long time to wake him up.

In the end, Mr. woke up, but his complexion was suddenly paler than usual, almost transparent, his lips also lost the light pink color, his eyes were foggy and out of focus, and he didn't respond to Tong Heng's words, like a living dead.Tong Heng stretched out his hand to touch him, and felt a icy chill in his hand, not like a stranger, which frightened Tong Heng very much.

After a long time, Meng Yi was able to recover.

Since then, Tong Heng never dared to wake up his husband after he was asleep, but kept the cooked meal hot, and when he woke up naturally, he would eat at that time.

It was night after Meng Yi woke up again, and Tong Heng sat cross-legged on a seat not far from his bed, practicing meditation.

Realizing that Meng Yi woke up, Tong Heng got up immediately, came to the bed, bent down and said softly: "The meal is still hot, sir, do you want to eat first?"

Meng Yi sat up, his clothes were a little disheveled, he lazily opened his eyes, revealing those indifferent eyes, and looked up at Tong Heng: "Then eat."

Tong Heng stepped forward to straighten his clothes.

The meals they ate were all spiritual rice and vegetables grown by the two of them.

No matter how desolate, Jiuqu Peak is an independent and well-known peak. Occasionally, the steward of Hongyanzong would send some fruits, vegetables and spirit beast meat, but none of them could get into Meng Yi's mouth. With the servants of other peaks, they exchanged other things they needed on a daily basis—the footsteps of Tong Heng’s five-level Qi training, although not as powerful as flying clouds and fog, just crossed a mountain forest and went to the nearby peaks to exchange for supplies. quickly.

After dinner, Meng Yi rested again on the deck chair under the tree in the courtyard, while Tong Heng meditated next to him, breathing out his breath.

On the tip of the moon, it is bright and cold.

After Tong Heng circulated the spiritual power in his body for a few days, he opened his eyes and found that Meng Yi was looking straight at him.

Tong Heng was taken aback by his indifferent and good-looking eyes, and immediately got up, stood beside Meng Yi, and asked, "Sir, are you tired?"

Meng Yi shook his head.

Casually, he sat up and asked Tong Heng in a low voice: "Tong Heng, have you ever imagined that one day you can become a great power, get great luck, and ascend to the fairy world?"

Ascension to the fairyland.

This is the yearning of all cultivators in the comprehension world.

Cultivators have a long life, and often take risks for a chance, fight with others, and even use despicable means to steal other people's treasures, all in order to make a further step in the realm of cultivation, and one day achieve soaring and ascend to immortality.

However, in the cultivation world of the Eastern Continent, there has been no cultivator who can successfully ascend for tens of thousands of years.

As we all know, the cultivator with the highest cultivation level in Donglu is Xuanwen, the suzerain of Hongyan Sect, who ascended in half a step in the late stage of the tribulation.After stepping into the ascension period, cultivators can wait for the call of the fairy world, experience thunder and calamity, and step into the fairy world.Therefore, as long as he does not accidentally fall while crossing the thunder tribulation, Xuanwen will be the first cultivator to ascend again in tens of thousands of years.

In the past, Meng Baihan, the eldest disciple of Hongyan Sect's suzerain, was favored by everyone because of his outstanding talent. They all said that he was the most likely to follow the path of his master Xuanwen, and the second person who would embark on the path of ascension to immortality.

"Bai Han" was a word bestowed by Xuan Wen himself when Meng Yichu worshiped under Xuan Wen's door.

It's just that now, the genius Meng Baihan is no longer there, and only the useless Meng is left in the world.

When Tong Heng heard Meng Yi's words, he was stunned at first, and then said: "Sir, Tong Heng is the root of the four spirits."

Meng Yi looked tired and lazy, and said casually: "I know."

Aptitude is determined by nature, but in this world of comprehension, there is no cultivator who does not want to improve his cultivation.

Tong Heng still shook his head calmly: "Sir, Jiuqu Peak is very good."

Hearing this, Meng Yi stood up gracefully, took a wooden sword aside and wielded it under the cold and bright moonlight.The sword light is rustling, soft and steely, the sword technique Meng Yi uses is infinitely mysterious, but does not contain any spiritual power.He is dressed in white and green, with fluttering sleeves. His good-looking brows and eyes are lazy and indifferent, his thin lips are lightly pursed, and his posture changes so elegantly that Tong Heng was stunned.

After a set of sword skills was over, Meng Yi's forehead was stained with a thin layer of sweat, and his complexion was smudged with a slight red.

Meng Yi's expression was still indifferent, and he asked, "How is it?"

Tong Heng came back to his senses, spoke respectfully, and sincerely praised: "Sir, the swordsmanship is mysterious, and the sword edge is sharp. It's a pity that Tong Heng's qualifications are shallow, and he can't see clearly."

Meng Yi reminded him: "Tong Heng, the realm of self-cultivation is boundless. Mountains, seas, rivers, immortal ruins, and ancient caves are by no means comparable to a small peak like Jiuqu Peak. You should go and see it."

Tong Heng only said: "What about Mr."

"If you really have the ability to travel all over the world of cultivation, you don't think I'm a drag." Meng Yi put down the wooden sword in his hand, "I will go with you, so that we can see the great world that we didn't have time to appreciate carefully at the beginning."

When Tong Heng heard this, a smile spread across Jun Yi's face: "Sir, I want to make progress in my cultivation."

Meng Yi nodded: "In a few days, when the secret realm on the back mountain of Jiuqu Peak that is suitable for entering the Qi refining period opens, you will enter together."

Tong Heng nodded in agreement without asking why.

In Meng Yi's hand, Xuanwen, the patriarch of the Hongyan Sect, gave him the command arrow 50 years ago, allowing him to make any demands on the sect within the scope of not harming the interests of the sect.This kind of apologetic gift to Meng Yi is not in his eyes, but now looking at Tong Heng who has grown up, he thinks that he doesn't care, and he doesn't know when he will let go. It is better to have a better future, so I said these things to Tong Heng today. .

Meng Yi said again: "Tong Heng, the matter of comprehension is up to him and not him, you know that."

Tong Heng nodded: "Sir, I know. It's a dangerous place to go, but opportunities are found in dangers, and you can gain from what you lose. You can't rely on others. Only by breaking through on your own can you gain something."

Meng Yi saw that he was transparent, so he stopped talking, just half closed his eyes, rubbed his temples, and said softly: "Tong Heng, I'm tired."

As he spoke, his figure shook a little.

Seeing this, Tong Heng immediately stepped forward, caught Meng Yi who had suddenly fallen asleep, picked him up, and walked into the house.

After that, Tong Heng practiced more diligently, pondering day and night, preparing for the subsequent trip to the secret realm.

He didn't ask himself how he could obtain this experience qualification, nor how he could achieve ascension with his four spiritual roots, he just devoted himself to practicing.Because he regards his husband's words as God's will, as long as what he says, it must be correct and must exist.

Thinking of the scenery in the future, even in the process of cultivation, Tong Heng couldn't help but smile.

If he becomes a great power in the future, he doesn't want to soar, he just wants to wander around with his husband and travel through this vast world of cultivation.