Chapter 327 Return to the Ground

Mu Xingqiu didn't stop practicing until he was sweating all over, turned around and said to the long-awaited guests: "It's summer again? It's so fast.,b,"

This is a cave deep underground. It is not large in area but very high. It is like an upright bottle. Mu Xingqiu lives at the bottom of the bottle. Except for the futon and the incense burner, there are no extra items, not even lights. .

In such a claustrophobic place, ordinary people will develop deep fear and even lose their minds after living there for a few days. Even to a Taoist priest, this place seems like a prison from which there is no hope of escape - it is indeed a prison. , specially used to imprison Luanjingshan disciples who violated major precepts. It is also a meditation room. Some tough-minded Taoist priests, usually high-level Taoist priests, voluntarily accept "imprisonment" and concentrate on practice.

Zhang Suqin, a Taoist priest from the Mingjing Department, took a few steps forward. She could see without the need for a light, and she could also see the state of a Taoist priest. She felt strange that Mu Xingqiu had been imprisoned in the cave for a whole year, but his face could still be normal. With a smile, it seemed as if he had guests visiting here every day, but the strangest thing was his inner alchemy.

Zhang Suqin didn't like this Pangshan Taoist priest very much. If Luan Jingshan hadn't owed him a huge favor, she would have openly opposed taking him in. Sometimes she would also wonder, is Feng Ruhui really Luan Jingshan's enemy? If she and Shenhun were still there, Luan Jingshan might be the leader of the Nine Dao Traditions today, but that could not be said now.

She took out a bronze mirror, looked at Mu Xingqiu for a while, and said coldly: "It only took you half a year to reach the seventh level of inhalation. Now five years have passed, and you still haven't made any progress."

Mu Xingqiu sighed, but there was not much disappointment in his voice, "There is no way, it is always difficult to take this step."

Zhang Suqin knew that this was none of her business. Her task was to check Mu Xingqiu's practice progress every day in early June and let him go out for three or four days. She had never been talkative in the past few years. But this year, she felt that it was better to say some things.

"I saw you were still practicing boxing."

"Well, I have to spend three to five hours every day practicing boxing, and the rest of the time is for me to think about." Mu Xingqiu guessed what the other party was going to say, but he just felt a little strange, how could Zhang Suqin be interested in his own practice? .

"You are wasting your time. What is most needed to practice inner elixir is concentration, but you refuse to stop practicing mind-reading magic."

"I understand, but if I don't practice for a day, my body will feel extremely itchy." Mu Xingqiu twisted his shoulders. It was as if there were bugs crawling on his back, which made him even less like a Taoist priest who had been in seclusion for a year.

Zhang Suqin no longer acts as a reminder. After all, this is not Luan Jingshan Taoist priest. She hopes to send him away as soon as possible. "Pang Shan has sent a letter. The grand master will be officially elected on the fifth day of next month. The leader of the left hopes that you will go back.

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Mu Xingqiu gave a perfunctory hum. He still had many unresolved problems in his practice and did not want to leave Luanjing Mountain.

"I will come back in three days." Zhang Suqin was only responsible for delivering the news. If Mu Xingqiu can leave without being responsible for persuading her, of course she will be happy and won't leave. She wouldn't object either.

Zhang Suqin flew into the air. As the leader of the Mirror Division, she was qualified to cast spells on Luanjing Mountain.

Mu Xingqiu stood in the darkness for a while, this place felt like his home. He was not used to leaving, but there were still people waiting for him outside, so Baldy insisted on staying in Luanjing Mountain. Just to see him once a year.

He stepped on the steps carved into the cave wall and walked towards the exit above his head.

In the green wood forest, two pairs of eyes were looking at Mu Xingqiu. One pair was round, looking back and forth, left and right, and all over his body, as if checking whether there was any damage. The other pair was also round, revealing undisguised curiosity. .

"Brother Xiaoqiu, are you paying attention? I can help you promote it." Bald Man said eagerly.

Mu Xingqiu looked back at the little girl with a smile. After several years in Luanjing Mountain, this was the first time he saw the young disciple. He shook his head, "No, just like last year, I still inhale seven times."

The bald man plopped down on the grass, his whole face became depressed, but the little girl laughed out loud, "Ha, I knew the bald man was bragging. It turns out that you only inhale at the seventh level, and I only inhale at the second level, which is better than you." Not even close.

The bald man said listlessly: "You are not even qualified to refine magic weapons, you are far worse than the seventh level."

"My name is Duan Caihao, a disciple of Luanjing Mountain." The little girl introduced herself openly, showing no shyness or reserve at all when we first met.

"My name is Mu Xingqiu, a disciple of Pangshan."

"I know your name. Did you really do those things? Defend Duanliu City, attack Luanjing Mountain and so on."

"I did it together with many people." Mu Xingqiu glanced at the bald man and knew that he must be bragging on his behalf again.

The bald man flew up, the frustration on his face wiped away, "There are many people, and I even participated, but Brother Xiaoqiu is the bravest, the most important, the most..."

Xiao Hao clasped her hands behind her back, as if the master was observing the new disciple, "What level of illusion have you reached in your mind-reading illusion technique?"

Xiaohao nodded seriously, "I understand a little bit. You haven't answered my question yet?"

"The seventh level of the illusion."

Xiao Hao was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "You really like to joke. I have read a book. The seventh level of the illusion is equivalent to the state of concentration. You must be at least a smoke swallowing Taoist priest, and preferably a Xingluo Taoist priest to master it. You It’s only seven breaths, it’s impossible.”

The bald man immediately retorted, "Brother Xiaoqiu never lies." Then he asked very expectantly: "It is equivalent to the state of concentration, right?"

"You can't say that. Concentration is concentration. The seventh level of the illusion is the seventh level. You can't compare them casually."

Mu Xingqiu had indeed reached the seventh level of the illusion. The magic lightning in his body had been completely transformed into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. He had tried many times to break through the seventh level of breathing and enter the realm of eating clouds. With his potential, it should have been a very simple thing for him, but he always gave up halfway.

When a Taoist crosses a realm, he must remain absolutely calm. In the process of quenching the pill with Taoist fire, life experiences will flash in his mind again and again, and emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness will be magnified countless times, causing huge waves in the lake of mind.

The requirements from breathing to eating clouds are not too high, as long as the state of mind does not collapse, which is lower than the requirements when condensing qi into pills, but Mu Xingqiu just can't make it. Everyone said that love was important, and he had a personal experience. As soon as he started the process of tempering the pill with Dao Fire, Fangfang's image would appear in front of him, and every move, every frown and smile was within reach, more realistic than the most profound and perfect illusion in the world. Mu Xingqiu would immerse himself in it every time, and his state of mind would be shaken. He would rather stay in the illusion than return to the real world.

The only remaining trace of reason had to stop tempering the pill. Mu Xingqiu would fall into depression for several days in a row, and had to rely on boxing and practicing mind illusion to get rid of it.

In this way, his inner pill was not improved for a long time, but the illusion reached the seventh level.

This was a very strange thing. Mu Xingqiu remembered very clearly that the successor of the mind-reading department once said that illusion also needed to be based on the inner pill and could not cross too many levels. He also saw similar records in the collection of books in Luanjing Mountain, but he almost did not encounter any obstacles during his practice.

Now, he can easily use seven spells at once, or use them all to cast illusions. His power is much stronger than a few years ago, but he has never encountered an enemy, so he cannot accurately estimate his own strength.

"How did you see the books of the Mind Reading Department?" Mu Xingqiu was also a little curious. When he was in Pangshan, even with Zuo Liuying's permission, he could only see some superficial records. For example, the description of the illusion level had to wait for the Mind Reading Department's successor in the Demon Cave to tell him, but a young Taoist priest in Luanjing Mountain actually knew it clearly.

Xiao Hao was bending over to look into the cave, and said without turning his head: "Because I want to transfer to the Mind Department, Daoist Sun Yulu from the Light and Candle Department gave me some books, but there is not much practical content... Are you going to live here for a year? How do you eat? How do you wash your hands? I don't think I saw anything like a chamber pot."

Mu Xingqiu was stunned, "I eat once a month, and wash my hands as well. Someone gave it to me... Do you want to join the Mind Department?"

"Well, the Light and Candle Department is not suitable for me. Soul-binding and soul-researching, just thinking about it makes me feel scared, and practicing inner alchemy requires daily visualization, which I am the worst at." Xiao Hao stood up, "Mind illusion is relatively simple. Since you can reach the seventh level of illusion at the seventh level of inhalation, I should also be able to do it. Yes."

"You don't suspect I'm bragging?"

"Since the bald man said you never lie, of course I believe it. If the stories are all true, then you must be willing to take risks, and I like it too." It's hard for Xiaohao to focus on one person or one thing. Her eyes follow a butterfly up and down, but she keeps talking. "The world is so big. Instead of living motionless for thousands of years, it's better to travel thousands of miles in a few decades. As long as you are happy, why do you have to live forever?"

The butterfly disappeared, and Xiaohao turned to look at Mu Xingqiu, her eyes clear, innocent and a little confused, "How about it? Are you willing to teach me the art of mind reading?"

Mu Xingqiu never expected to meet an inexplicable apprentice, ｗａ.ｃｏｍ "I am the only disciple of Pangshan's Nianxin Department, but I am just an ordinary Taoist priest and have no right to accept disciples."

"Then let's go to Pangshan together to ask the Grandmaster's opinion. I heard that the real Grandmaster will be selected next month, and he is a Taoist priest who is infused with spirits."

Mu Xingqiu was just trying to find an excuse to get out of it, but the bald man rushed to say, "Daliang wrote to me a few days ago, saying that you must go to Duanliu City this year."

Mu Xingqiu could refuse Pangshan's request to select a Grandmaster and Zuo Liuying, but Daliang's letter from Shen Xiuming moved him.

Shen Xiuming is a mortal and can't wait as patiently as a Taoist priest.

"What happened?"

The bald man shook his head, "It's not written in the letter, he just said that you must find a way to go there no matter what."

Mu Xingqiu was still pondering, Xiaohao had already made a decision, "Isn't Duanliu City right next to Pangshan? Let's set off tomorrow to see Daliang, to see the new master... Who is Daliang?"

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