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Chapter 550: Conversation

In fact, before the preaching, Zhang Qingyuan spent two days summarizing and sorting out his own practice and sorting out the content of the preaching, which also gave him a lot of understanding and improvement.

However, the sorting and improvement two days ago are different from today's improvement after all.

The former is the experience and understanding that occurs when the general leader organizes his own experience of practicing. It is limited to theory, and Zhang Qingyuan has not practiced it.

However, during the actual preaching process, the latter resonates with one's own practice, as if he started practicing again.

One is theoretical improvement, and the other is practical improvement of real practice.

That feeling is like the difference between silent reading in my heart and real practice reciting in front of the stage.

Therefore, Zhang Qingyuan's cultivation level was gradually perfected during the preaching, and he was about to break through and improve to the level of the sixth level of true essence.

One is theoretical insight and the other is practical experience.

Only by complementing each other can Zhang Qingyuan improve.

"Okay, today's preaching ends here. After you go back, you work hard to practice."

Although this is the first time he has served as the chief of the Outer Gate House, it is not the first time he has preached to the cultivators and descendants of the Lingyuan Realm in front of everyone.

When he was in the Yuelian Islands in the South China Sea, in order to enhance the strength of the monks on the island and let the monks under his command work hard to earn more spirit stones for him, Zhang Qingyuan once publicly preached on the Yuelian Islands.

Coupled with the practice over the past ten years, Zhang Qingyuan's mind and nature have long been washed away.

The mind and nature are completely incomparable to the mortal times of yesterday.

Therefore, when sitting cross-legged on the platform and preaching publicly to nearly a hundred people in the other courtyard, he not only did not feel any nervous, but he was as calm as water.

Moreover, this situation also touched Zhang Qingyuan's heart.

More than ten years ago, I was one of the many Taoist monks in the audience. Now the world is changing, and my fellow disciples who were sitting around me no longer know where to go, but I became the one who sat on the platform to overlook everyone.

The changes that occur in this

As well as the scenes of studying at the 17th House in the past, Zhang Qingyuan had the illusion of changing times.

It is precisely because of the feelings about this change in his heart that Zhang Qingyuan was immersed in his own sermon content in a trance, completing the check of his past cultivation and consolidating his own practice.

In this world, cultivating one's destiny is also cultivating one's mind.

Improvement of mind is undoubtedly of great benefit to the practice of monks.

"After you go back, you will practice hard, and Lu Yunxi will stay for a while."

Although the disciples of Zhang Qingyuan's words on the stage were a little surprised by the audience, they did not show much. After all, Lu Yunxi was just an inconspicuous little transparent person in the 87th House, and not many people cared about it.

Soon the crowd dispersed,

Zhang Qingyuan waved his hand and signaled Lu Yunxi, who was left there, to come over.

The two walked through a tree-lined alley.

It was already evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun stretched the shadow of the woods.

Lu Yunxi lowered her head, her face flushed, and her two white little hands were tangled and held together uneasy, her face full of uneasiness.

One man and one woman,

Walking silently on such a sunset tree-shaded path.

An atmosphere of silence,

This scene seems to be wrong!

Zhang Qingyuan touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed inexplicably.

If this continues,

I’m afraid it’s not really that the mud falls into the crotch of the melon field, and even the water of the Yellow River can’t be washed clearly!

"Don't be nervous. Keep you here because Master Lu and I have an old age. I have been entrusted by him. I will teach you well in the next three years, so I want to know your situation first."

He didn't bother to find a place to chat, so Zhang Qingyuan said directly.

Hearing this, Lu Yunxi raised her head, her pretty face was obviously stunned, but she soon reacted again, lowering her head and blushing her face.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but when Zhang Qingyuan saw the other party listening to the three words Master Lu, he seemed to have a sense of excitement on his face, but it instantly turned into loss, and in the end he still looked like he was lowering his head.

"I...My name is Lu Yunxi..."

Lu Yunxi lowered her head, stuttering like a mosquito-like sound.

Almost speechless.

Then,

There is no further information.

“…”

Zhang Qingyuan glanced at her, but found Lu Yunxi's lowered head, red face, pale lips, and trembling as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything.

"Am I that scary..."

Zhang Qingyuan was speechless.

But it didn't show any of it.

“Calm down!”

A low shout

However, Zhang Qingyuan directly used the power of his soul, and the gentle and majestic voice in his heart seemed to be enlightened, which woke Lu Yunxi up.

"Safe, don't think too much."

"Since you don't want to say it, I will naturally not ask again. Since I have accepted your grandfather's affection and promised to help, I will naturally help to the end. Next..."

Zhang Qingyuan gently comforted him.

He was almost always talking about this conversation, and Lu Yunxi was listening.

In order for the other party to calm down, Zhang Qingyuan couldn't help but use the power of his spiritual consciousness to simulate a clear Taoist aura like a sermon.

Although Lu Yunxi has not responded, Zhang Qingyuan knew that she had just heard it.

Regarding this,

Zhang Qingyuan didn't care much, anyway, as long as the other party could understand.

Just as he didn't care why Lu Yunxi's surname was Lu instead of Lu, nor did he care why Master Lu didn't send his disciples or close friends to teach Lu Yunxi, but instead asked her to enter the outer courtyard of the sect and let herself come to help teach.

If the inside story is said in detail, it is probably a novel involving hundreds of thousands of words of grievances, grudges, love and revenge.

Zhang Qingyuan didn't have that big gossip, and was curious about the internal affairs of other people's family.

Anyway, just do your own thing.

Others are not the other party’s nanny, so you have to help the other party solve everything, and you just solve your own problems.

After a conversation, although Lu Yunxi basically didn't say anything, Zhang Qingyuan also had a general understanding.

After all, with its powerful spiritual sense,

His eyesight is much stronger than that of ordinary Zhenyuan cultivators. Lu Yunxi is a small seventh level of spiritual energy. Even if the other party does not take action, Zhang Qingyuan can roughly sense the other party's means.

So there is nothing to say next.

End the conversation,

Zhang Qingyuan asked Lu Yunxi to go back by himself.

He also returned to the Houshan Cave House where he lived in the palm of his yard, and began to retreat and slowly hone his own cultivation, further improving the realm that had already reached the fifth level of perfection.

One month later,
Chapter completed!
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