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Amid Elder Min's pleased praise, Jicheng remained silent.

However, Elder Min was not aware of Jicheng's unusual silence, and continued to praise you vigorously: "I knew that you are not a thing in the pool! When I selected the official disciple last year, I was very optimistic about you, and I specially talked to you. The person in charge of the selection said you should be recruited!"

"But I didn't expect you to progress so quickly. In just one year, you advanced from the intermediate level of Qi training to the foundation building!"

“Not bad, really good!”

Jicheng: "..."

Elder Min praised Jicheng several times, and finally realized at this moment that Jicheng was not in a good mood.

So he paused, thought for a while, and said seriously: "My child, I know you must have been working very hard during this period. And in terms of talent, you are not the most outstanding person among the disciples of my Wuding Sect. "

Jicheng: “…………”

"But you don't have to feel inferior or anxious about this," Elder Min said. "You know, I was optimistic about you at first, not because of your talent, but because of your regular but steady pace."

Hearing the words "fair enough", Jicheng couldn't help but harden his fist.

Elder Min smiled calmly, showing off his expert demeanor: "The road to immortality is long, and being ahead or behind for a moment means nothing. The one who laughs to the end is the winner."

"It takes two years to enter the foundation building stage, which is indeed a good progress among new disciples. But looking at the entire path of cultivating immortals, after the foundation building comes the golden elixir, after the golden elixir comes the Nascent Soul, and after the Nascent Soul there is transformation. God, refinement, integration, Mahayana, how difficult is it to finally reach the tribulation? "

"So rather than temporary progress or ranking, what is more important is persistent progress. You must always be on the road."

Jicheng: "………………"

At this time, Elder Min changed the topic again: "Actually, when I first saw you, I thought of a senior of my Wuding Sect. That person was a powerful person who had ascended to the sky a long time ago. He can be said to be the strongest of our Wuding Sect. Patriarch."

Jicheng: "?"

Could it be that one of Ji Yunzhi's ancestors failed?

He paused before saying: "I looked through the sect's classics before and didn't notice such a person."

Elder Min waved his hand: "Hey, isn't it because he has nothing to record?"

Jicheng: "??"

Seeing the question mark on Jicheng's face, Elder Min simply hung a "temporary business" sign on the counter where he worked, turned around and took Jicheng to the rest room at the back, and began to tell the distant story.

"Why do you think I said you look like you?" He recalled with an expression on his face, "When the Patriarch was a disciple of the Wuding Sect, he was just like you. He seemed to be well-behaved and unobtrusive, but in fact he was working steadily and step by step."

"That Patriarch has a calm temperament and doesn't like to be in the limelight. Before he was promoted to Yuanying and became the elder of Wuding Sect - oh, at that time our Wuding Sect was not like the top sect in the immortal world now. As long as the cultivation reaches the late stage of Yuanying He can take up the position of elder - the Patriarch has been a disciple of Wuding Sect for more than three hundred years, but his cultivation level is not the highest and his progress is not the fastest. He has never won the competition among the chief disciples in the sect. "

"Even after practicing for more than three hundred years and reaching the late stage of Yuanying, when he first took the position of elder, some of his brothers had already been sitting firmly in the position of elder for many years. And if you look at the entire immortal world, the geniuses at the same time as him are even more Already entered the realm of refining.”

"But even so, this Patriarch has never been discouraged or unwilling. He still practices and tempers himself step by step. Some geniuses who are stronger than him may encounter bottlenecks, and some may die early. Only he, although his progress is not the best, He was fast, but never stopped moving forward, and later became the most powerful person in the immortal world at that time. He survived the thunder tribulation and ascended to the upper world at the age of eight thousand. "

Having said this, Elder Min stroked his beard: "It has been tens of thousands of years since the Patriarch ascended and left. Although I don't know how he lived in the upper world, I think with his temperament and qualifications, he will definitely He will also be a famous figure in the upper world.”

Jicheng's heart moved: "May I ask if you know the name of that patriarch?"

"If you ask other people in the sect about this, you may not be able to answer it," Elder Min said proudly, "But if you ask me, you are asking the right person."

"That ancestor's name is taboo," he said slowly, as if he wanted to create a very mysterious and powerful atmosphere, "Ji, Nan, Ling."

Jicheng: "……………………"

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you think the strongest patriarch is called?"

Elder Min was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had just spoken too quietly: "Ji Nanling."

Jicheng asked: "Ji what?"

Elder Min: "Ji Nanling."

Jicheng: "What kind of mausoleum is Jicheng?"

Elder Min: "Ji Nanling."

Jicheng: "What Nanling?"

Elder Min: "Are you kidding me on purpose?"

Ji Cheng took a deep breath - but even so, his expression was still wonderful to the naked eye: "Is it still too late for me to withdraw from the sect?"

Elder Min: "?"

Elder Min couldn't help but touched Xia Jicheng's forehead: "You don't have a fever, either?"

He also wanted to pat Jicheng's head again and tell him, "Are you stupid? Those who leave the sect without the sect's permission are automatically regarded as traitors, and they will be hunted down by the entire sect." But when he saw Jicheng He took another deep breath, said "Forget it" as if talking to himself, then turned around and went out with his fists clenched, heading straight for his residence.

Elder Min: "??"

Carefully paying attention to the movements in Jicheng with his spiritual consciousness for a while, Elder Min breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the other party had no intention of packing up his luggage and running away. He touched his head and muttered: "This is the case for being punished." Are you scared to death by the deeds of Nanling Patriarch?" Then he returned to the library, took out the novel that he had not finished before, and continued reading.

——

For more than a month, Jicheng didn't go out.

His actual cultivation level has reached Nascent Soul, and he has been able to live without food for a long time, and the problem of eating, drinking and urinating does not exist - or even if he only has foundation-building cultivation level in the eyes of the outside world, the number of disciples issued by the sect every month There are also bigu pills in it. Although the quantity is not large, it is still no problem for a foundation-building disciple to last for several months.

But even so, his behavior of locking himself in the house and not going out still severely frightened the circle of friends around him.

"If nothing else, why didn't Yun Zhi come to class for more than a month?" Lu Su said very worriedly.

In the past, he was most enthusiastic about improving his academic performance!

Jiang Xiangxiang held an elixir in his hand, threw it upwards, and caught it with his hand: "It's really strange."

She murmured: "If I had told Ji Yunzhi that there was a new dish in the disciple canteen before, he would have tried it even if the sky fell... Now Mingchang has eaten so bad that people are almost going to have diarrhea. How to call him out?"

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Wei Xiao: "Mingchang has a bad stomach??"

Jiang Xiangxiang said: "Yes, yes, it's been two days... Isn't my newly refined laxative awesome? A foundation-building monk can cure collapse!"

She wanted to pull Wei Xiao to say a few more words, but she immediately restrained herself after receiving Lu Su's condemning gaze, and said with a serious expression: "Ahem... I mean, now we should pay more attention to Ji Yunzhi ”

Lu Su was worried: "When I was in class before, I heard from the teacher that monks have a long life span and are physically longer than ordinary people. Even illness is rare, but for a long time they are more likely to develop heart diseases... It seems that they have no effect on the body. Any injury will make the monk depressed all day long, without motivation to practice. In serious cases, he may not have the desire to live anymore, and suicide is possible. "

"I used to live in the mortal world, and I have indeed heard of a similar disease... called depression."

"Do you think Ji Yunzhi might be suffering from depression?"

The three of them sat opposite each other, looking at each other.

Jiang Xiangxiang stopped playing with the elixir in his hand: "Ji Yunzhi hasn't gone out for more than a month. He doesn't go to class or socialize with everyone. He can't even see anyone, and he can't be summoned. Reply, it sounds like it is true..."

What else came to her mind: "You just said that monks with this kind of mental illness might try to commit suicide?"

"Speaking of which, how long has it been since he touched the food we put at Ji Yunzhi's door?"

Three people: "…………"

"What, what should I do?"

Wei Xiao stood up awkwardly: "Let's go directly into his room and take a look!"

Wei Xiaoti's method was a bit too crude, but it was indeed the most direct and simple solution, so the three of them immediately rushed to Jicheng's residence. Jiang Xiangxiang went up first and knocked on the door twice: "Ji Yunzhi? Are you okay? ?”

"If you are still alive, just say something -"

Jiang Xiangxiang banged the door, but there was no reply in the room.

So Wei Xiao took out his giant mace again: "This is more convenient for breaking doors."

Jiang Xiangxiang quickly stepped away and gave way: "Okay! Come on!"

Next to him, Lu Su, who had done nothing from beginning to end, said... in awe.

Wei Xiao took a few steps back, raised the mace, and with all his spiritual power running, after accumulating his momentum, he rushed towards the gate of Jicheng: "—ho!"

After all, he was promoted to a foundation-building monk. Along with Wei Xiao's deep shout, the wooden door also made an overwhelming sound with a bang, and then fell apart in pieces, causing bursts of sawdust and smoke.

Jiang Xiangxiang: "Okay!!"

Lu Su quickly rushed into the house despite the smoke and dust that had not yet dispersed.

Although it is the residence of formal disciples, the Wuding Sect has a large population. New disciples like Jicheng and others who are still practicing Qi and building foundations are generally allocated rooms of average size. Basically, they can use "all-in-one view" Four words to describe it.

For example, this room in Ji City looks like this——

Lu Su and the others rushed in, and without even taking two steps, they saw Jicheng sitting cross-legged on the ground. There were several low-level spirit-gathering formations drawn under him. The whole person was in a cross-legged posture, surrounded by spiritual energy. The ascending movement is obviously in the midst of deep cultivation and retreat.

And on the walls surrounding this room, there is a huge motivational slogan composed of words painted with various paints and papers:

roll! Roll it up hard for me! Roll to death! Volume Death Ji Nanling! !