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Seeing Zhang Shiping flying away, Qiu Cong touched the young man's head and said softly: "I wanted to save some favor for you, but it seems I still can't."

Then he flicked his sleeves and put away the jade coffin on the ground.

"Master?" The young man asked, somewhat arrogantly.

"What's wrong?" Qiu Cong looked at the determination in his disciple's eyes and asked with a smile.

"Master, there is no need to worry about my disciple. My disciple, my disciple will also become a Yuanying in the future." Li Jiantong said word by word.

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"I hope so." Qiu Cong did not overly attack the young man's fearless nature.

After all, in life, one must always be a little proud. A young man must naturally be high-spirited, so that his youth is not in vain.

It's just that if a monk wants to practice to the realm of Yuanying, one of the qualifications is his qualifications. He also needs to have a perseverance, be able to endure the loneliness of penance, be able to see the clouds open and the moon rise, and regard hundreds of years as nothing.

After he finished speaking, he walked forward on his own. One step was a few feet away, and in the blink of an eye he was already more than a hundred feet away.

Seeing this, Li Jiantong quickly started running, followed him, and asked hurriedly: "Master, was that True Lord Shiheng of Bihu Island just now?"

The young man's face can't hide his thoughts and temper.

"Well, yes." Qiu Cong paused, turned around and nodded.

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned over and casually broke a green grass stem with blue flowers, and asked: "What is the name of this thing, what is special about the place where it grows, what effect it has, and what kinds of spirits can be refined."

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"Zhuyu grass grows on metal mines or jade. People can eat it to avoid hunger and can refine the Bigu Pill." Li Jiantong said reflexively.

Qiu Cong nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and walked slowly, asking: "Who did you hear about Bihu Island?"

"My disciple once heard it mentioned by the tribe." Li Jiantong responded.

"What did they say? But they said that Bihu Island was originally owned by your Li family, but now it has been taken over by Shiheng, causing the family to lose a high-quality spiritual vein?" Qiu Biao said in a hurry.

"Some people indeed said that. However, the spiritual stone veins are owned by the sect. It is only because of Ancestor Feiyu that the family has been able to continue to enjoy the spiritual veins for hundreds of years. It is a blessing. Most of the family members

No one has ever had a heart of resentment." Li Jiantong answered fluently at this time.

"Li Zhilin taught you to say this, right?"

This Li Zhilin is the patriarch of the Li family, a veteran Jindan master. But who is Qiu Cong? He has lived for more than two thousand years, how could he not understand the origin of these words, and let a child use his words to confuse

Past?

"It was taught by the patriarch." Li Jiantong responded truthfully.

"What about you? What do you think? As practitioners, we can cultivate more than just magic power. It is also a kind of practice to behave in the world. People should not follow the crowd, but should have their own opinions. No matter whether it is right or wrong, good or evil.

, Only when you have your own opinions can you be considered a real person, otherwise you will be like a parrot, only learning other people's words and not being popular." Qiu Cong said slowly.

"This..." Li Jiantong hesitated.

"Don't worry, think carefully." After Qiu Cong finished speaking, he turned around and the old man and the young man walked in the mountains.

Until half a stick of incense has passed.

At this time, Li Jiantong said: "The patriarch is right, but one day, when my disciple has a baby, he will definitely bring Bihu Island over."

"You are ambitious. But you have to hurry up. Otherwise, after a few hundred years, the island's spiritual mines will be mined to a certain extent and they will be closed. By then it will be too late for you to have a baby." Qiu Cong laughed.

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The young man couldn't help but blush a little. He wanted to say something more, but was unable to speak.

After laughing, Qiu Cong continued:

"I don't have much life left, but I can still teach you for about a hundred years. This period of time is more than you can bear. Do you know that when Shiheng was young, he wandered from Baimang Mountain to Yuanxiao City, saw the prosperity, but

If you still stick to your original intention and practice like an ascetic monk for decades, you can form an elixir before you are a hundred years old. Is it possible for you to do this?"

"Yes." Li Jiantong nodded vigorously.

"After forming the elixir, I have not relaxed at all for two hundred years. I have not heard the music of silk and bamboo, and have not seen the dance of neon clothes and feathers. I have been meditating for several years, and I have been in retreat for a period of sixty years. Is it possible for you to do this?" Qiu Cong

He asked again in a deep voice.

"Yes, but isn't it like a stone?" Li Jiantong still nodded, but his tone was a little hesitant.

After all, for a ten-year-old child, it is really unimaginable to practice in seclusion for sixty years.

He practiced breathing spiritual energy and accumulating magic power. The longest time he practiced was only a month or two.

And in such a short period of time, he already felt as if he was far away from the outside world. All kinds of feelings of loneliness and loneliness arose spontaneously, and he had an urge to go out.

"Practitioners are like stones, otherwise the so-called 'immortal' would be half human and half mountain." Qiu Cong said with a smile. He was not too disappointed by this, but felt that this was normal human nature.

It's just that after practicing, the monks will reflect on themselves little by little, calm down their temperament, and slowly reach the point where their heart is as solid as a rock.

This point not only needs his guidance, but also needs the child to realize it himself. No matter how much outsiders say, it is useless.

"Disciple will do his best." Li Jiantong said.

"Don't bear too much burden. Sometimes you need to let nature take its course. Your master and I couldn't see through this in the past. I was too strong-tempered. I thought my elixir was unparalleled, so I relaxed my practice. The birth of a baby was a step too late. As a result,

Practice has been slow in these years. Therefore, the previous heads of the sect passed down the Mingyu Xuanguang Mirror.

I gave it to Qinghe and Jifeng. Otherwise, how can Jifeng be compared with me? Fortunately, you, little guy, are very talented in alchemy, but the rest is just fine. It’s not a good idea, so

He won't distract his attention too much like me." Qiu Cong said with a self-deprecating smile.

After hearing this, the young man didn't know whether his master was praising him or scolding him, or what to say.

"Tong'er, you should take this as a warning from now on. In this life, time and energy are limited. There are some things that you need to know how to choose. Practitioners should focus on cultivation. As for alchemy and other cultivation skills, wait until you have enough life after you have a baby.

Now, go to study hard and help yourself. After forming the elixir, be sure not to be distracted by other things." Qiu Cong warned.

His savings over the years are much greater than those of ordinary mid-Nascent Soul monks, so it is not difficult to train a disciple with dual spiritual roots to form pills.

Moreover, even a hundred years later, not to mention the relics he left behind, as well as the spiritual stone vein in the sect, part of the annual income, about three hundred high-grade spiritual stones, will go to this newly harvested person.

Personal disciple.

In the past, Zhang Shiping spent dozens and hundreds of years in order to cultivate a third-level ghost locust, and the total amount of spiritual stones he invested was only so much.

If with such help, this young man is still unable to form an elixir in a short period of time, or even reach a later stage of cultivation, then it can only mean that it is his own fault.

"Disciple understands." Li Jiantong said.

While Qiu Cong was teaching his disciples, Zhang Shiping had already flown back to Liyun Valley.

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Liyun Valley.

There are red stones all over the valley, and the aura of Lihuo lingering in the valley and rising in the air persists all year round, like a raging fire, seeming to burn half of the sky.

But at this time, little bits of red light floated up from the valley, and merged into the clouds in the sky.

In addition, the bluestone on the surface of the huge Xuanmingli fire rock in the valley was making a slight sound of "kacha kacha".

The cracks on the stone surface spread out like spider webs.

From the tiny cracks, there was a faint blue-purple aura, forming circles of hazy brilliance.

Zhang Shiping was sitting cross-legged in the clouds in mid-air, completely hiding his figure.

At this moment, his body was slowly becoming more transparent, and the skin, blood vessels, meridians, flesh and blood, and bones under the clothes were becoming more and more distinct.

The blue-purple spiritual light that emerged from the Xuan Mingli Fire Rock slowly floated into the clouds, and entered his body bit by bit through the acupuncture points all over his body.

In fact, if this Lihuo is a pure thing, it is called Nanming Lihuo, which is originally the fire of Suzaku.

Of course, the Lihuo here in Xuanyuan Sect is naturally far inferior.

The so-called "Li" refers to the south, because the south is the position of the sun at noon, belongs to Yang, and is the fire of Bing and Ding. Bing is the heavenly stem, so this Li fire is Yang fire.

As for Wu, it is an earthly branch, so Wu fire is also Yang fire.

Therefore, this Lihuo is also consistent with the Wuhuo Spiritual Essence that Zhang Shiping originally wanted to use to break through the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

It's just that there are some differences between the two, but they can be made up for in the future, so that there won't be too big a mistake in the state of the practice.

Otherwise, if it is Yin Fire, then he will never stop his future practice in order to break through a small realm.

Nascent Soul monks break through each level. In addition to accumulating their own magic power to reach the current perfection, they must also consider the future path. Otherwise, if they make a wrong step, they will regret it for life.

After all, at their level of cultivation, even though they live a long life, they cannot afford too many mistakes.

Cultivation is far from what those low-level monks expected. Once the magic power is obtained and the bottleneck is broken, you can reach the next level. These high-level monks have many things to consider, not only in the present, but also in the future. There is no foresight.

A monk is destined not to go far.

Of course, not every Nascent Soul cultivator can find exercises or spiritual objects that suit him or her, which can reflect the benefits of these large sects.

If Zhang Shiping was a casual cultivator, even if his cultivation was sufficient, it would take at least two to three hundred years to find a suitable Wuhuo Spirit Essence.

However, this would bring his practice to a standstill.
To be continued...