This morning.

Beichangqing was basking in the sun leisurely and leisurely on Laohuai Peak.

The entire Wuwei Sect has thirty-six main peaks and seventy-two peaks, all surrounded by a mountain protection formation. The sect has spring all year round. Even the top of the towering peaks is still sunny. As long as you don’t go into seclusion and practice, Bei Changqing will come here to bask in the sun almost every day.

Retreatment practice?

Excuse me.

Bei Changqing does not intend to go into seclusion, at least, he doesn’t have this idea yet.

Cultivation may be a difficult task for others. It requires persistent absorption of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and consolidation and improvement of one's own cultivation.

However, for Bei Changqing, he didn't need to absorb any spiritual energy at all, because the mysterious seed in his body contained infinite vitality and continuously nourished his body. He didn't need the spiritual energy in the world and looked down on it. If he absorbed it, it would pollute his pure breath.

It took him ten years to overcome the first tribulation.

The second tribulation took eight years.

The third tribulation took six years.

After this physical body was reborn, it was stronger than before and its vitality was even stronger than before. Bei Changqing had confidence, which could last three or four years, or one or two years shorter.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as he is willing, he can build the foundation of the great way in minutes.

only.

After failing to overcome the tribulation three times in a row, Bei Changqing became less and less interested in practicing this thing, and his attitude became more and more negative.

"Sir! Not good!"

Hurry shouts came.

A young disciple ran to the top of the peak in a panic. The young disciple was thin and had a pockmarked face. Everyone in Wuwei Sect called him a pockmark. Usually, he liked to run to Beichangqing when he had nothing to do.

Mahouer looked anxious and sweating profusely, shouting: "Little Lord! Why are you still basking in the sun here? Something big happened!"

Bei Changqing, who was basking in the sun, did not open his eyes, and did not even move his eyelids. He asked lazily: "What's wrong?"

"Tell you a bad news! Just now! A group of disciples from Lingyun Holy Land are here!"

oh?

Bei Changqing's eyelids moved twice, but he only opened a slit slightly and asked, "What are the disciples of the Holy Land doing? Why, are they really planning to settle the score with me?"

"This... they didn't say it clearly, just said that they came to worship the mountain. However, at this critical moment, the disciples of the Holy Land came over, except for the matter of Saint Qingjin, what else could they do? They designated it to come for you, but the elder Chixin also let them in!"

"If someone comes to worship the mountain, there is no reason for the elder to not let him in. Besides, isn't the old immortal master Yunhong from the holy land also here? He has to give the old immortal master some face." Bei Changqing picked up a cup of tea next to him, tasted it, and asked again: "What is the attitude of the old immortal master Yunhong?"

"The old immortal master looked quite righteous. When he learned that the disciples from the holy land came to worship the mountain, the old immortal master scolded them and drove them all back, and said that he would go back and deal with them again. Originally, the disciples of the holy land were driven back by the old immortal master, but who knew that the elder came forward and invited them in again."

Bei Changqing stood up, stretched his waist, twisted his neck, and said, "I came to worship the mountain. If I drove it back, it wouldn't be nice to spread it. It would be fine if the elder was not there. If he was there, he wouldn't be able to watch Master Yunhong drive the disciples of the holy land back."

"Little Lord, what do you think you should do? Brothers and sisters are waiting for your words. As long as you say a word, everyone will immediately search the guys, which will scare them to death."

"A guy who's cheating."

"Little Lord, those group of disciples in the holy land understand that they are coming to you, and they all joined our Wuwei Sect. We can't just let it go, right? You often tell everyone that if someone dares to come to our Wuwei Sect to act wildly, no matter who it is, they will beat you up first. If bullying them to the end, the big men of our Wuwei Sect will definitely not be able to bear it!"

"What's the matter in a hurry? Isn't they still not going wild yet? Since they have joined our Wuwei Sect, are you still afraid that they will run away?"

"That's true."

"How many people have they come?"

"Seven or eight?"

Bei Changqing was immediately angry and shouted, "I said, Mahouer, can you speak accurately in the future? I just heard your tone, but I thought there were hundreds of people coming, but it turned out that there were only seven or eight?"

"Little Lord." Ma Houer choked and whispered: "They are disciples of Lingyun Holy Land, we can't be careless."

Lingyun Holy Land is a giant in this world. It is said that all the disciples of the Holy Land are among the people, and each one is a genius. Any disciple of the Holy Land can crush the chief disciples of various major practice sects.

This sounds a bit exaggerated.

The facts are almost the same.

Even if not all the disciples in the Holy Land are dragons and phoenixes among the genius, they are definitely immortal seedlings that are not even one in a thousand, and their spiritual roots are of the highest quality.

The spiritual root is very important. It not only concerns the speed of practice, but also how far you can go on this road, and even whether you can successfully overcome the tribulation in the future.

The better the disciples with spiritual roots, the firmer the foundation of the Great Dao built, the firmer the foundation of the Great Dao, and the chance of overcoming tribulation and becoming an immortal will naturally increase greatly.

If one builds an extraordinary foundation of the Tao, not only will the body be strong, but the strength is beyond the reach of a person.

No wonder Mahouer is so nervous.

Because the seven or eight disciples from the holy land who came, the lowest cultivation level was at the seventh level of the purple palace, the two leaders were even more exaggerated. One was at the fifth level of the golden elixir, and the other had already cultivated the Nascent Soul.

The disciple of the fifth level of the Golden Elixir was named Feiyu, and the disciple who cultivated the Nascent Soul was named Jiang Zhou.

Both of them are famous and are quite famous among this generation of young people.

It is said that the two of them built extraordinary foundations, and their physical bodies were stronger than the other, especially Feiyu. His spiritual roots were different from ordinary people. They were the spiritual roots of gold and fire. The physical body was nourished by the spiritual roots of gold and fire for many years. The meridians and acupuncture points of the whole body were as strong as iron and powerful as iron. After building the foundation of gold and fire, he defeated the monk who opened the purple palace with bare hands.

To this day, he has already cultivated the golden elixir. Not to mention his cultivation for the time being, the power of his body alone may make people tremble with fear.

As for the river boat, it can only be described in the four words "unpredictable".

Although outsiders do not know his true strength or his luck, it is absolutely terrible to let Feiyu, a disciple like the immortals who obey the orders. He can think about it with his toes and know that Jiang Zhou's existence is absolutely terrible.

now.

Jiang Zhou, Feiyu and other seven or eight Holy Land disciples were visiting everywhere accompanied by several Wuwei disciples.

Lingnaner is naturally among them.

Ling Nan'er was very excited about the arrival of the disciples in the Holy Land. After all, she has been alone in the Wuwei Sect these days, very lonely and aggrieved.

Now, the senior brother from the Holy Land has arrived, and Ling Nan'er is naturally jumping around happily.

"Junior sister, is there anyone bullying you in the Wuwei Sect?"

It was not someone else who said this, but Feiyu. He looked very arrogant, and his words and deeds all exuded a sense of pride.

"Ah! Senior Brother Feiyu, fellow Taoists from Wuwei Sect have always been very nice to me. They all take good care of me very much and no one bullies me."

"It's good if there is no. If someone bullies you, tell your senior brother that no matter who he is, I will not let him go." As he said that, Fei Yu also looked at the disciples of the Wuwei Sect who were accompanying him provocatively.

"Junior brother, this is the Wuwei Sect. Put away your temper and don't mess around."

Jiang Zhou said lightly, and then took the initiative to apologize to the disciples of the Wuwei Sect who accompanied them: "Fellow Daoist Tieshan, my junior brother is born with this temper. I hope he doesn't care about it, let alone experience it with him."

Tieshan responded: "Fellow Daoist is serious."

Compared with Feiyu's arrogance, Jiang Zhou seemed gentle and elegant, like a noble young man. He looked at Ling Nan'er and asked with a smile: "Junior sister, have you seen the unparalleled little lord in the Wuwei Sect these days?"

"Yeah! I've seen it."

"Oh? How was he injured?"

Jiang Zhou's words made Ling Nan'er confused and asked in confusion: "What's the injury?"

"Didn't he fail to survive the tribulation?"

"What... how to say this?" Ling Nan'er wrinkled her nose, tilted her head for a long time, but didn't know how to describe it. After a long time, she said: "That guy seems to have never been injured. I even... even suspect that he has not failed to pass the tribulation, but has become an immortal."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhou and other disciples in the holy land were also confused and asked in surprise: "Has the Wushuang Lord passed the tribulation and became an immortal?"

"No, no! No!" Ling Nan'er quickly shook her head, but didn't know how to explain, and said, "He did fail to pass the tribulation, but when I saw him, he seemed...it seemed to have been cured, and... he didn't look like a person who failed to pass the tribulation, but like a person who became an immortal. Oh my! I can't explain it, you will know when you see him."

"From ancient times, most of the losers who have failed to survive the tribulation will die and be wiped out. Even if they survive by chance, they will be seriously injured and unable to heal. Even if the Wushuang Lieutenant is known as a peerless genius, he will not be able to recover in less than half a month!"

Fei Yu said proudly: "Is there anything strange about this? Or is it that the tribulation is simply fake, including pulling out Senior Sister Qingjin's Ice Jade Sword, which is also fake?"

"No, no, no! The little master Wushuang really pulled out Senior Sister Qingjin's Ice Jade Sword. Two days ago, Grand Master Yunhong and our Holy Land seniors all witnessed it with their own eyes, and I was also present."

Fei Yu seemed to not believe it yet. Just as he was about to say something, Jiang Zhou next to him said: "As the rumors, the little master Wushuang has a flawless jade face and a strange body. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have survived the heavenly tribulation again and again, and rebuild the foundation of the great way again and again. He would say that after the failure to pass the tribulation, he would be cured in half a month..."

Jiang Zhou did not continue to say it. He didn't seem to believe it very much. He turned around and asked, "Fellow Daoist Tieshan, I have admired the Wushuang Lie Lord for a long time and have always wanted to make friends. I wonder which mountain the Lie Lord is practicing on?"
Chapter completed!