Once again, Ye Pengfei was no longer as confused as he did last time, but could see clearly.

In the gray-white mist wrapped around his group of three, there was a clear flow of milky white light. Ye Pengfei reached out to touch it, but he touched nothing.

"Junior Brother Ye, what are you doing?" Wu Sixuan felt it was strange when he saw Ye Pengfei touching left and right.

Ye Pengfei smiled embarrassedly and said, "I want to see why we can fly in the clouds."

Wu Sixuan giggled and said, "This is a low-grade flying spirit weapon, won by Senior Brother Fan's sect competition. Not to mention that you have not yet condensed Qi and practiced qi, you are just an ordinary person. Even if you start practicing, as long as your cultivation level does not exceed Senior Brother Fan, how can you touch it?"

"So that's how it is." Ye Pengfei suddenly realized and thought, no wonder these white silks could see clearly but could not touch them at all.

Ye Pengfei looked at Fan Lin, who was standing proudly in front of him and using his skills to resist the wind, and said, "I don't know when I will learn such a magical method of Senior Brother Fan."

Wu Sixuan nodded understandingly and said, "Senior Brother Fan is a genius in our Mangshan Sect. He has cultivated to the seventh level of Qi Refining at the age of 22. The master said that in at most, in a further 10 or 20 years, Senior Brother Fan can successfully build the foundation and become the youngest elder of our Mangshan Sect!"

Listening to Wu Sixuan's strong praise, Fan Lin couldn't help but show a smug smile on his face, but said humbly: "There are so many immortal cultivation sects in the Xiling continent, and countless young talents. This little cultivation of my brother is nothing."

Sure enough, his humility attracted Wu Sixuan's praise.

Ye Pengfei heard it a little confused.

He knew about the Xiling Continent. Although the huge South China Kingdom is thousands of miles away, it is just a small country on the Xiling Continent. However, these terms are very unfamiliar with the terms "qi refining" and "foundation building", so he had to ask.

Wu Sixuan explained: "When we seek Taoism and cultivate immortals, we focus on gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and condensing our own essence. There are many barriers in this cultivation process. The ancient great powers of immortal cultivation used these barriers to divide the cultivation process into different realms, and each realm was subdivided into nine levels."

"The Qi Refining Period is the first level. Ancient poems for cultivating the truth say, "Refining Qi Concentrates the Spirit and Steps on the Immortal Path, and the Immortal Path is Empty and Far Path. The Eyes and Hearts are Not Disturbed, and the Heart is Ashamed, the Immortal Path is Ashamed. Although this level is low, it is most likely to be confused because of the first step of cultivator's journey to the Immortal Path. There are countless things that go crazy and become possessed by the devil because of anxiety and recklessness. It is rare to see a person who has diligent cultivation and rapid spirit and a stable heart of Taoism like Senior Brother Fan."

Ye Pengfei nodded, exclaimed a few more words, and then asked, "Then, is the second level of the 'foundation stage'?"

"Yes, if you break through the first barrier, you will enter the foundation building stage and become the elder of our Mangshan Sect. My father is a monk at the fourth level of foundation building. He is the elder of our Mangshan Sect Law Enforcement Hall!"

"Ah, so awesome!" Ye Pengfei sighed in surprise and asked again, "So, what about after breaking through the foundation building period?"

"That's the Golden Pill stage." Wu Sixuan recited with longing, "'The spiritual energy, essence and blood are the three essentials, and the yin and yang are combined with the golden elixir. The mind is formed and the gods appear. Riding the wind and sword to visit the immortals.' The Golden Pill Ancestor has all the magical powers. Even if he does not use spiritual weapons, he can fly in the wind and fly, which is almost like a god. The reason why our Mangshan Sect is the immortal cultivation sect in the South China is precisely because there are several Golden Pill Ancestors in charge."

Just about being similar to a god? Ye Pengfei became more and more curious.

"Can you become a god by breaking through the Golden Pill Stage?"

"No, the Golden Elixir Stage will be in the Nascent Soul Stage. I heard that there are several levels after the Nascent Soul Stage. It is rare to see the Nascent Soul Ancestor. I have never even heard of the name of the realm in the future." Wu Sixuan shook his head and smiled, "In fact, it is useless to know it, but it disturbs the heart of Tao. Most cultivators stay in the Qi Refining Stage all their lives. It is great to become a foundation-building cultivator. Junior Brother Ye should not think too much."

Ye Pengfei laughed and said, "Senior Sister Wu has taught her a lesson."

The Mangshan Sect is located deep in the Mangshan Mountains. If ordinary people want to go, even if there is no threat of beasts or poisonous miasma, they have to cross mountains and ridges, and it takes several months to reach it. However, Fan Lin relied on this mist-shaped flying spirit weapon and returned to the Mangshan Sect in less than three days.

Along the way, Ye Pengfei asked many questions, and Wu Sixuan answered them patiently, allowing Ye Pengfei to understand a lot of basic common sense in the cultivation world.

As soon as he entered the range of the Mangshan Sect, Fan Lin landed and put away his flying spirit weapon.

"Junior sister, let's send Junior Brother Ye to the medicinal hall first, and then go to the master to report."

Wu Sixuan said in surprise: "Senior Brother, didn't you say you wanted to test the spiritual roots for Junior Brother Ye? What else can you go to the medicinal collection hall?"

Fan Lin had long expected Wu Sixuan to ask this question. He was confident and laughed: "Although I took Junior Brother Ye some spiritual pills along the way, it can cure the symptoms but not the root cause. I am afraid that there will be any accidents when measuring the spiritual roots. I will go to the medicine hall first to stay for a while, and wait for my brother to refine a furnace of spiritual pills and help him get rid of the disease. It is not too late to test the spiritual roots."

"That's right." Wu Sixuan nodded and said, "I remember there is a core disciple of the Medicine Collection Hall who is Senior Brother Fan's clan brother. Senior Brother Fan wants to ask him to take good care of Junior Brother Ye."

"Of course, of course." Fan Lin agreed, but he didn't know what thoughts were changing.

The place where Fan Lin fell was halfway up the mountain, not far from the Medicinal Hall. Three people walked along the stone steps and saw a house that was not very beautiful. From the outside, the house was square, about three or four meters long and wide, and there was no sign on the lintel. If it weren't for being located deep in Mang Mountain and above the peak, at first glance, they would have thought it was an ordinary family.

Fan Lin led the door and walked in, and Wu Sixuan followed him in. Ye Pengfei did not hesitate, followed closely behind and stepped into the small house.

shock!

The hut that doesn't look big outside is actually very wide inside!

In front of it, a majestic hall stands, covering an area comparable to that of the imperial palace courtyard in the secular world.

On both sides, there are countless pavilions and towers. They are covered with clouds and exudes an indescribable mystery.

Looking into the distance, the mountains are stacked and jagged in an orderly manner. There are waves of fragrance coming to your face, refreshing your heart and soul. The unknown fairy birds fly freely among the peaks, dancing gracefully, and look like a fairyland scene!

A small step away, such a big change will occur!

This amazing change made Ye Pengfei stunned and his heart shook. He instinctively bit the tip of his tongue and awakened himself with the pain. Then, he tried his best to calm down and looked behind him. He saw that the inconspicuous portal he had just crossed had become more than ten feet high. It was covered with mysterious patterns. Ye Pengfei didn't know what it meant, so he could only smack his tongue.

Ye Pengfei didn't know that Fan Lin was also very surprised at this time.

Fan Lin comes from a small cultivation family. He has been learning cultivation knowledge since he was a child and knows many things that ordinary people don’t know. But even so, he first stepped into this inconspicuous house, saw the universe inside, and saw such dazzling blessed cave heaven. The impact and shock he was stunned for half an hour before he was awakened by the clan brother who led him to come.

Back then, Fan Lin had already achieved a level of cultivation in Qi refining and officially embarked on the path of cultivating immortals. Today, Ye Pengfei is weak and has a mortal body. Why can he be free to move for only a short while?

Wu Sixuan didn't know Fan Lin's shock, and she clapped her hands and smiled, "How is it, Junior Brother Ye, you're shocked."

"Well, it's so amazing!" Ye Pengfei nodded repeatedly, with a surprised face, "Senior Sister Wu, what's going on? The house outside looks very small, so why is there a big palace hidden inside, and there are so many peaks?"

"This is the wonderful magic of immortal arts, and we call this kind of place the blessed land and cave heaven. When you officially start practicing the truth in the future, you will gradually understand it."

After listening to Wu Sixuan's explanation, Ye Pengfei was amazed and yearned for cultivation even more.

Just as Fan Lin was shocked and Wu Sixuan and Ye Pengfei were talking and laughing, a young man in a white shirt came over. A bunch of spiritual herbs were embroidered on his cuffs, indicating his identity as a disciple of the Medicine Collection Hall.

"Brother, Senior Sister Wu, why do you have time to come to the medicinal hall?"

The person who came was Fan Lin’s clan brother, Fan Xu.

Fan Lin pointed at Ye Pengfei and smiled and said, "This is Junior Brother Ye, Junior Brother Ye, Junior Sister Wu and I met in the Mishan Ghost House. We should have gone to Elder Feng to test the spiritual roots first, but Junior Brother Ye is sick. We want him to recuperate in the medicinal hall for a while before going."

"A small matter is covered by me." Fan Xu patted his chest and promised loudly, "Brother Ye, just tell me if you need anything. They are all your own brothers, don't be polite!"

Before Ye Pengfei could answer, Wu Sixuan said first: "Fan Xu, this is what you said. Although Junior Brother Ye has not yet started, you have to treat him as a formal disciple!"

"This..." Fan Xu glanced at Fan Lin and did not dare to agree.

On the way here, Ye Pengfei had already heard Wu Sixuan introduce the basic situation of the Mangshan Sect. There are two types of disciples of the Mangshan Sect. One is formal disciples like Fan Lin, Wu Sixuan, and Fan Xu. They have special masters to teach teachings and have fixed monthly benefits. The other is registered disciples. This type of disciple does not have a master, and there are no benefits.

Ye Pengfei didn't even test the spiritual roots and did not get started. Logically speaking, being a registered disciple is always going to the back door, so how can he be a formal disciple directly? Do you have to violate the rules of the sect and teach him the magic skills of immortal cultivation in private? Could it be that he has to pay out of his own pocket and pay him monthly benefits?

Fan Lin didn't expect Wu Sixuan to say this. He was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Ye is still sick and cannot practice now. You can arrange his food and accommodation according to the treatment of the official disciple. As for the monthly profit... I'll go."

"Senior Brother Fan is so good!" Wu Sixuan praised in surprise.

In fact, she just wanted Ye Pengfei to eat better and live better, but she didn't consider practicing and Yueli's affairs. Unexpectedly, because of her careless words, Senior Brother Fan would pay out of his own pocket.

Ye Pengfei was also very surprised, and this favor was too big.

"How can this work? Just make arrangements for me. Yueli and other things cannot be allowed to be released by Senior Brother Fan."

Fan Lin said a few words, and then made a lot of impressions in front of Wu Sixuan, then said, "Okay, since Junior Brother Ye is so polite, let's forget about Yueli. However, food and accommodation must be good, you are a patient."

After arranging Ye Pengfei, Fan Lin and Wu Sixuan went back to report their lives. Before leaving, Fan Lin carried Wu Sixuan on his back, sent a secret message, and explained a few words to Fan Xu. Fan Xu was stunned for a moment, then blinked knowingly, and smiled maliciously.

"Junior Brother Ye, you also know that this matter is illegal. We cannot go to those lively places. Find a quieter place and live in a place with fewer people. What do you think? If you are sick, being quieter is also conducive to recuperation."

"Okay, I'll follow the arrangements of my senior brother." Ye Pengfei responded readily.

Fan Xu took Ye Pengfei and turned left and right, heading towards the place far away from the main hall of the Medicine Collection Hall, and introduced while walking.

"The Medicinal Collection Hall is responsible for collecting strange flowers and plants. Except for the main hall responsible for comprehensive affairs, the rest of the places are planted with spiritual herbs and spiritual flowers. The disciples of the Medicinal Collection Hall are all building houses beside the medicinal garden."

The Mangshan Sect has three halls, five halls, ninety-nine peaks. Ye Pengfei had already known it roughly on the way to come. He nodded and said, "Senior Sister Wu said that there are many strange flowers and plants in the Mangshan Sect and are very strong in spirit. It is one of the most suitable places for the Mangshan Sect to practice."

"That's right." Fan Xu smiled, "The dozens of mountains under the jurisdiction of the Medicine Collection Hall are very rich in spiritual energy, but there are always some differences between them. The best places with spiritual energy are those of the hall masters and the deputy hall masters. The worse places are the core disciples, and so on."

"No one goes to the worst spiritual energy, right? I am a mortal, I don't care about these things. My senior brother just arrange it." Ye Pengfei nodded in understanding and said.

Fan Xu smiled and said nothing more, leading Ye Pengfei to a mountain.

"Here, it's here. It turns out that the disciples who took care of this garden advanced to build the foundation and went to Zhantang to become the elder of Zhantang. I will take care of this place for the time being." Fan Xu introduced, "Rice, flour, vegetables, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are all complete, and meat is preserved by immortal methods and will not rot. What else is needed, Junior Brother Ye just tell me."

"Very good, very good." Ye Pengfei was full of joy when he looked at the clean and tidy house and smelled the fresh and pleasant fragrance of flowers.

"Do you need a servant?"

"Need not."

"Junior Brother Ye is still sick." Fan Xu asked kindly.

"I ate several pills of Senior Brother Fan Lin along the way, and my health is much better."

"Okay, I'll go back first and come to see you later." Fan Xu nodded, and deliberately emphasized with concern, "If you have time, you often go shopping in the medicine garden. The fragrance emitted by these strange flowers and plants is also good for mortals. The medicine garden is protected by magic circles, so you can only enter from the north and walk along the white stone paved road. Don't touch other stones, you can enter."
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