The Palace of Things.

A few winter plum blossoms bloomed alone in the corner.

The disciples of the Qingyun Sect who were coming and going were in a hurry and had no intention of watching the scenery.

Too many disciples of the Qingyun Sect died during their training in the Demon Hunting Forest.

The Qingyun Sect is closed. No matter how lazy you are, you have to seize the time to practice. The one-year period is coming, and the disciples who have not condensed the Yuan Fei will be mercilessly kicked out of the Qingyun Sect. To a certain extent,

For these disciples, it is also a kind of relief.

Gu Yusheng, wearing a bear coat, walked into the Hall of Things.

The elder sitting behind the counter has changed from Ruan Ji to a strange face. The old man is thin and has a clear face. He is holding a colorful rune pen in his hand and is studying deeply.

Naturally, Gu Yusheng didn't know that the old man in front of him was none other than Wenzong, the famous rune master of Tiangong Peak. Although he was not the master of Tiangong Peak, he was quite senior in Qingyun Sect because he had to maintain the sect's reputation.

Formations, etc., this old gentleman has never gone down the mountain to kill a demon, and he has no reputation in the sect.

"Meet the elder."

Gu Yusheng stepped forward to bow. Six months ago, he felt that the counter in front of him was very high. Now, he could already see the layout of the counter clearly.

"Um."

Wenzong didn't even raise his head.

"The sect has no new tasks. The resources that new disciples will use at each stage of their practice are written on the desk behind me. You can pick up a talisman and go to the corresponding door to get it. If you need daily necessities,

Just go to the side hall, you are considered lucky, it is much better than we were back then."

Gu Yusheng did not answer the call or leave.

He just silently handed the sect order to the counter and said, "Elder, please help me check if I have any contribution points."

"Whether you have contributed to the sect, you don't even know whether you have contributed to it?"

Wenzong moved his face away from the rune paper in front of him, and his eyes stayed on the young man in front of him. The young man here was younger than the other disciples, and his clothes were very different, but his eyes were clear, and he stood there neither humble nor arrogant. Regarding his doubts,

He didn't even open his mouth to defend himself.

Wenzong weighed Gu Yusheng's sect order, with an inexplicable smile on his face. He threw the sect order back to Gu Yusheng and said, "That boy who lives in Peach Blossom Forest?"

Gu Yusheng nodded, silently picked up his sect order, and turned around with a sad expression.

Sure enough, there are still no sect contribution points?

What he expected was just a little bit within the rules.

Even so, is it difficult to obtain?

Gu Yusheng felt a little unwilling, but then he calmed down.

He walks alone in life, and the harder the road ahead, the more he must walk calmly.

Stand firm on your own when no one is helping you.

When no one is helping you, work hard on your own.

No matter what.

He always has to move forward.

When Gu Yusheng's feet were about to step out of the hall, the old man's voice came from behind: "You still haven't taken away some resources from the last experience in the Demon Hunting Forest. Don't leave them here with me. I don't have time to keep them for you.

"

When Gu Yusheng turned around, the old man threw a baggage to him casually.

"Take it back and check again."

Gu Yusheng took the baggage, turned around and left.

After the case, the old man picked up the paint pen and wrote and drew on the talisman paper. After a while, the drawing was completely useless.

He Hongnian, wearing a plain Taoist robe, walked slowly from the side door, stopped in front of the case, and said: "Senior Brother Wen, you have been drawing the colorful knot talisman at the end of this year every year, but why did you miss it today?"

Wenzong put down the pen in his hand and said: "It's Junior Brother Xiao. He prepared the resources for the child's cultivation for the past two years half a month ago, but he has always left them here. As the leader, he is busy."

He Hongnian twisted the fly whisk in his hand, was slightly stunned, and said: "Senior Brother Wen, has the child condensed into the Yuan Fei?"

Wenzong raised his eyelids and took a look at the beautiful junior sister standing in front of him. She was obviously charming in age, but she wore a Taoist uniform. From then on, she was cut off from the world of mortals. He sighed: "Junior sister, this person is the most incomprehensible to others.

This is even more true on the road of cultivation. Although condensing the Yuan Fei is only the first step, this first step has troubled many, many people. Tell me, Junior Brother Xiao prepared a cultivation manual for opening the pulse for that child, and also prepared

Can he use the bone-burning medicinal materials?"

He Hongnian heard this and shook his head: "Senior brother Wen, you don't understand. Maybe he mistook that child for Gu Bai. How can there be so many geniuses in this world... Oh, by the way, senior brother, I'm here to find Mo Yatou.

Some medicine will burn her bones."

Wen Zong stood up suddenly, his eyes widened.

"So fast?"

"yes."

He Hongnian also looked a little moved.

"Forging a friendship with Senior Mo from the Holy Court is also good for the Qingyun Sect. Senior brother, don't be stingy with the bone-burning materials."

"Junior sister, wait a minute. I'm going to the backyard. A few days ago, the elders outside sent a batch of precious medicinal materials."

Wenzong went to the backyard. After a while, he came out with an ugly face.

"Senior Brother Wen, what's wrong?"

Wenzong whispered: "It was taken away by Yunfeng's Lei Jiang Hengzhi."

"The Ninth Prince? He is also about to enter the Bone Forging Realm?" He Hongnian frowned slightly, "Does the leader know?"

Wen Zong was stunned, and instead persuaded He Hongnian, who was in some mood swings: "It's not like you don't know Junior Brother Lei's temper. Last time Chu Chen found a heavenly cultivation secret book in the library of the Holy Land, it should be about opening pulses and forging.

I was practicing together in the Bone Realm, so I used the Peak Master’s Order to take away those precious medicinal materials without ever passing through my hands.”

He Hongnian was silent for a moment and said meaningfully: "Isn't this ninth prince going to compete for the title of leader of the sect competition in two years' time?"

"Who knows, although the Qingyun Sect has declined, there are still several good talents among the former disciples. As for the new disciples... I am afraid it will be difficult to find his opponent. The cultivation resources consumed by this Ninth Prince will soon catch up with all

The Qingyun Sect disciples have so many resources, and the emperor of the Xuanlong Dynasty really dotes on his son."

Yunfeng.

The ninth prince of the Xuanlong Dynasty was immersed in a huge medicine vat, surrounded by a dozen people waiting on horseback. Even the mysterious Eunuch Lin was waiting outside the secret practice room, for fear of something going wrong.

Lei Jiang, who was wearing Thunder Cloud uniform, stood in the courtyard with his sword across his shoulder. His eyebrows were like swords and his cheekbones were slightly high. His eyes were staring at the direction of Qingyun Palace where the head of the Qingyun Sect was training. There seemed to be a sharp sword hidden in his eyes.

"Eunuch Lin, starting from next month, I will personally teach Chu Chentian the sword technique. I know that your Xuanlong Dynasty has many good sword techniques, but my sword technique was inherited by a sword immortal in the Holy Land.

After coming down, Chu Chen is most suitable to practice this sword art."

The old eunuch cupped his hands and said: "Thank you for your hard work. I see your dedication to the Ninth Prince. One day, when the Ninth Prince succeeds in swordsmanship and has the opportunity to take charge of the Xuanlong Dynasty, he will definitely regard Mr. Lei as the sword master to protect the country."

."

Lei Jiangheng's eyelids twitched, and he pretended to be humble and said: "With my level of cultivation, I am not worthy of the position of the sword master who protects the country. I only hope that if one day the Qingyun Sect suffers a disaster, the Ninth Prince will see that today Lei's

With the grace of teaching, you can give a helping hand.”

The old eunuch said gloomily: "If there is such a day, the Xuanlong Dynasty will definitely send elite demon-slayers Yu Wanli to help, but I don't know if the head of the Qingyun Sect is willing."

Lei Jiangheng sneered, "Senior Brother Xiao has always been stubborn and rigid, and doesn't know how to adapt. Now that the demon clan is causing trouble in all directions, the Qingyun Sect has closed its doors and will not interact with him. If things go on like this, the sect's resources will only become increasingly scarce...

…”

Eunuch Lin on the side seemed to remember something at this time and said: "Mr. Lei, I remember that a few days ago, a batch of bone-burning medicinal materials were sent to Qingyunmen from Xianhuzhou. Two Bodhi fruits among them are extremely precious. If you can get them,

Give it to the Ninth Prince to temper his meridians and bones, which will greatly increase his cultivation speed."
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