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Chapter 47 The Eighth Floor of Yuqing

After bidding farewell to his master Tianyun, Qin Zhong returned to his yard.

Seeing his master throwing the Book of Heaven back into his hand so lightly, Qin Chong felt a little uncomfortable.

How to put it, it's like when a child graduates from college and starts working, and uses his first salary to buy his parents a gift that he is particularly satisfied with and thinks is particularly beneficial to his parents.

Then my parents gave me a casual look and called me back.

Who can feel better than this?

but,

Very happy again.

My master is not a vulgar person. He has his own persistence and his own way.

In front of his own Taoist heart, he could even dismiss such treasures as the Book of Heaven.

His master has such a Taoist heart, how could Qin Chong be unhappy?

Knowing that the junior fellow apprentices had returned to Luoxia Peak, more than a dozen senior fellow apprentices immediately gathered in Qin Zhong's small courtyard.

Someone is carrying the food, and someone is carrying the wine.

Indeed, I have just come back, and what better way to relax and reunite than to have a good meal, brag, and talk with people I know well.

Qin Chong was talking about his experience going down the mountain at the wine table and what he had seen along the way.

Over the years, the senior brothers on this mountain have long been the people I can trust most, and I can tell them everything that happens in this world. (Privacy excluded)

Several hours passed, and the story came to an end.

Several senior fellow apprentices were already drunk and the monks lying around on the ground for two days were fine.

Finally, he took out the biggest gain of this trip, the heavenly book, and placed it on the stone table.

The remaining senior brothers all looked at the legendary and magical heavenly book.

Not long after, due to the difficulty of understanding the Heavenly Book itself and severe drunkenness, the remaining senior brothers also collapsed.

Qin Zhong looked at the dozen senior brothers lying around and walked out of the courtyard. Naturally, he couldn't really let them lie in his courtyard like this for a whole day.

Not long after, more than ten other senior brothers followed him to Qin Chong's courtyard and helped bring these drunken and unconscious senior brothers back to their own courtyard.

Qin Zhong began to clean up the mess in his yard after his senior brothers left.

While cleaning up, he sighed: "Who said that to practice Taoism, you must have a fairy spirit? Come out and see if I kill him. To practice Taoism, you have to clean up after yourself."

What about the handyman disciples of the legendary cultivating sect who work for the bosses? Who can find one in Qingyun Mountain? My last name is his!

The master cleans the master's room, and the apprentice cleans the apprentice's room. This is the normal state of Qingyun Mountain, right?

Therefore, cultivating the Tao is also cultivating life."

After cleaning up, it was almost dark.

Qin Chongfei arrived at the cliff of Luoxia Peak and sat there, looking at the setting sun on the far horizon, looking at the sea of ​​clouds dyed crimson by the setting sun, and looking at the small and distant world under the sea of ​​clouds.

It's rare to have such a quiet and comfortable moment, Qin Zhong thought.

I usually think that I am at ease, but I am pushed by the rolling waves of this world. In order to be able to face the dangers in the future, I have been practicing hard, and I have never been idle.

Now, I have rewritten part of it, and Xiaofan does not have a close connection with Baguio.

Baguio didn't even learn the Infatuation Curse. The most important thing is that Baguio didn't get the complete first volume of the Book of Heaven. With her state and time at the time, it would be pretty good if she could memorize at most a quarter of the content.

If the Ghost King does not get the complete first volume of the Heavenly Book, his strength will not increase too fast. If the Qingyun Sect obtains the Heavenly Book, let alone others, even if the leader is really forced to use the Zhuxian Sword, he should be able to resist better.

Backlash.

Sometimes a little change can make a big difference.

So I will definitely go to Liupo Mountain this time.

He has to watch Xiaofan and not let him expose things that should not be exposed at this age. Otherwise, he will not be able to bear it, and Cangsong will use this matter to arrange for everyone from the Demon Sect to come to Qingyun Mountain.

Therefore, as long as nothing goes wrong with Xiaofan, this first calamity can be resolved.

But in this way, Cangsong will not be exposed, and we have to find a way to get rid of him in the future, otherwise we don't know what else he will do to Qingyun.

Thinking, thinking, I thought of things that would happen a long, long time later.

Qin Chong smiled, as if the beautiful world he imagined had already arrived.

The light of the setting sun shines on the long face of the young man sitting by the cliff, which is red and warm, just like the flowers blooming in summer, beautiful and hot.

"The creation of heaven and earth is said to be a time of chaos, ignorance and undividedness. The sun and the moon contain their radiance, and the heaven and earth are confused. The outline has changed, and the clear and turbid have become old.

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I don't know how much time has passed, but it has become completely dark.

There was silence all around, and Qin Chong suddenly came back to his senses.

Turning around and looking around, I was still on the edge of the cliff.

There is a breeze blowing, and under the moonlight, there is a sense of coolness, a sense of tranquility, a sense of tranquility, and a sense of freedom all around.

Qin Zhong closed his eyes and felt the world around him. He stretched out his hand and felt the wind flowing between his fingers.

Take a deep breath, the water in the air is refreshing and moisturizing your spleen and lungs.

Looking up, the moonlight is shining above.

The wind became more violent, swirling around Qin Chong, caressing him gently.

The legs were gradually raised, and the whole body was slowly rising upwards.

The Yuan Li within Qin Zhong's body began to rotate, connecting with the world around him.

The surrounding wind became stronger, and the vitality between heaven and earth began to gather.

Wave after wave, gathering silently on this silent mountain top.

Until, Qin Zhong was completely enveloped by the vitality of heaven and earth, and slowly no one could be seen.

All you can see is the dark red ball composed of the vitality of heaven and earth, getting bigger and bigger.

A special kind of fluctuation, centered on Qin Zhong, spreads in all directions until it slowly spreads out and merges into the context of the world.

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It was already dawn when Qin Zhong opened his eyes again.

It was quiet all around, and not a single bit of land was damaged.

Still standing where I was yesterday afternoon.

It was as if nothing had happened, Qin Zhong just stood there all day long.

But Qin Zhong felt the power in his body, clenched his hands into fists, and then released them.

He had already broken through, and Qin Zhong was extremely clear.

"The feeling last night was so wonderful, as comfortable as sleeping in the placenta." Qin Zhong said to himself.

Opportunities like this are rare but rare. Perhaps, like last night, the opportunity to take a walk and watch the sunset to gain insights and make breakthroughs naturally will never come again in this life.

"Now, I am also a master of the eighth level of Yuqing." Qin Zhong smiled.

Turn around and walk towards poetry and the distance.

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