Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Chapter 69

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A day later, Feng Qingxiu's Feilai Peak had a helper.

Guan Yuli greeted Tai Yifeng's disciples kindly, and helped arrange all the chores, including the daily salary payment of the demon clan, the rectification of muck piles, the purchase of various materials, and the progress plan control arrangements...

Almost instantly, Feng Qingxiu only had to discuss runes with Fu Zong's disciples when she needed to do things, and she was a little stunned for a while.

At this time, there were already many Taiyi Peak disciples and elders who surrounded him regardless of age—Taiyi Peak was divided only by the level of the rune formation, regardless of seniority. They will also ask each other for advice, even if the age difference is hundreds of years.

I heard that Tai Yifeng's senior brother who is in retreat is the representative of the Fu Formation Sect who has exceeded the ninth stage. He is a treasure of Tai Yifeng. The power of the formation method, Tai Yi Peak has been applying for the elder rank for him, which is extremely terrifying.

Compared with Feng Qingxiu, it is much worse. Although his talisman array has aura, his foundation is much poorer and his directionality is very good, but his hands-on ability is his shortcoming. This includes his master. He is free to study with these disciples.

"That Senior Brother Guan..." Feng Qingxiu asked suspiciously.

"It's alright, you get stumbled by chores every day and don't have time to explain the new tattoo to us." Tai Yifeng's disciple explained to him, "So we asked Mrs. Guan to come and help, anyway, he will take care of the Qingnvfeng thing in half an hour. After cleaning up, with him here, you don't have to worry about anything."

This disciple was immediately stabbed into a hedgehog by a bamboo needle, and he couldn't move at all, and his appearance was extremely scary.

The junior brother in the same vein next to him gave him a contemptuous look: "Anyway, wait for him to leave before calling Mrs."

You Jia shrugged and sat on the blue stone beside him, carefully sharpening his sword with a small stone. In contrast, he had a lot of free time. The reason he followed was to see if there was any bigger news. To be on the front page is especially good.

With a slight smile, Yimeng Qingnv walked up to the handsome young man, and whispered to him about the recent events on Qingnv Peak, and gave him some thoughtful gifts.

A certain Tai Yifeng elder on the side looked at it and couldn't help but whisper: "The two of them are like Yimengruge and Bai Hao back then."

"Yeah, one main outside and one main inside, how good was Qingdi Peak back then." An elder next to him also sighed slightly, as if he was caught in a memory, "It's a pity that teaching a child a dream like a song is a great one, Bai Bai. That's an example of a loving mother with many depraved children!"

"Speaking of which, Yi Meng Qing Nu is very much like the Peak Master Ruge of the past. If there is anything... bah, when I get old, I like to think wildly."

Feng Qingxiu smiled and said, "Every elder seems to be very familiar with Qingdi Peak."

"In those days, Yi Meng Ru Ge and Bai Yan were not low-level. Bai Yan is conservative in nature, and has a very high talent for meridian acupuncture. The treatment is mainly based on harmony and nourishment. Yi Meng Ru Ge is much bolder. The sect master mentioned that after surgery, which is mainly based on excision, repair and suture, it has been used for hundreds of years. , Qingnv inherited most of his forensic medical skills and carried them forward." An elder said casually, "That was when Qingdi Peak was at its strongest, and the second erysipelas were suppressed a lot by them. It’s a dream like a song, and it’s definitely not what it is now.”

"Don't mention the past, it's all over, don't talk about the right and wrong of the dead." Someone reminded.

"Okay, don't mention it, but this time the route to Yuntianyu has been set. Do you want to bypass the land that covered the sea back then?" Someone next to him asked.

"Definitely not, the Jiutianyuan there is full of soil, after hundreds of years, there should be siltation in the river, and there will be more Yunfu Dao species." An elder said with satisfaction, "I have waited for more than ten years. In 2019, Dragon Ink will definitely drop the price."

"That's right, if you have a cup of soil, you can make more than 6,000 cloud runes and Taoist seeds. Do we want to add more grass and go to the Beast-Controlling Peak to find a dragon blood demon to raise it?"

"Don't worry about it, we are not the opponents of Shennong Peak for planting grass, and what about the money?" A senior brother said disdainfully, "If you have time to spare, why don't you calculate the Jiujiao program in Jiu Zhuangshu, by the way... Feng Brother - we have an idea in our calculation book, but we have not been able to prove it. I want to ask you, there is a mysterious map in this case..."

Feng Qingxiu knew that these questions were not actually asked of him, but because he couldn't answer them and asked him to ask Master, but he still wrote them down very seriously.

Master is always very thorough, and you can always be more integrated when discussing with these senior brothers.

After some debate, Feng Qingxiu returned to Zhaoyue Peak with questions.

All the way over, he was going to take a shower, and then he went to see the master.

There is a hot spring of living water behind their house. After a small pool emerges from the spring, the temperature gradually drops and becomes a shallow stream that flows to the foot of the mountain. It was his master who made a special trip for him when he saw him with a bucket of cold water last time. Point out a fountain.

Although I was a little flattered at the beginning, Feng Qingxiu now only feels that being favored by a master is great after getting used to it.

Holding a bath towel around her waist and abdomen, Feng Qingxiu walked towards the pool from the back door.

Then stunned.

His master was lying in the pool water, his long hair was loose, and condensation beads fell from his shoulders, revealing an elegant and beautiful collarbone and slender and powerful arms. He was taking a bath and turning the water into one after another Symbol.

His fingers are very beautiful, with rays of light emitting from the fingertips from time to time, falling to the surface of the water, and turning into waves one after another.

For a moment, the colorful lights reflected his ethereal face like a moon, like a god.

After a while, Master raised his head, with a tiny drop of water between his brows, almost glittering his eyes.

"Xiaoqing, you don't wash, why are you in a daze?" Shizun tilted his head and asked him.

Feng Xiaoqing was at a loss for a moment, and suddenly said in a panic: "Master, you, you are so beautiful."

"Oh," the master nodded slightly and said, "Xiaoqing too, come down."

Feng Xiaoqing was even more shocked.

"Is there a problem?" Ji Yunlai asked him strangely.

"No, no problem." Feng Xiaoqing walked into the pool almost hand in hand, and accidentally fell into the water. After a bit of flutter, he got up and shrank to the corner like a quail.

"How have you been recently?" Sect Leader Ji poured a handful of water on his shoulders and asked leisurely.

Just now, he was studying the secret deduction, and got stuck at a key point. He was puzzled. He walked to the pool inadvertently, and simply came down and bubbled.

Although the body of human beings and immortals is far away from all poisons, Ji Yunlai, whose memory is only sixteen years old, does not think there is any problem in relaxing occasionally.

"No, Feilai Peak is fine." Feng Qingxiu said in a low voice, looking at the water in front of her.

"What about cultivation?" Ji Yun glanced at him and found that his cultivation was already in the middle stage of Jindan, so he couldn't help frowning slightly, "Your speed is too fast."

"The disciple will definitely work harder to control the speed." Feng Qingxiu said in a low voice.

He has tried his best to control the flow of True Essence, and he can even control the small meridians, but he has no choice but to move forward at the same speed as the Fire Eagle since he practiced the spiritual method given to him by his master. Even if he relaxes a little for a night, his cultivation level dares to rush towards the Nascent Soul Stage, and it's just like he said, it's terrifying.

"You can absorb all the residual thoughts of the soul and turn it into your own cultivation base..." Ji Yunlai approached him, stretched out his hand to draw down the meridians of his shoulder one by one, and carefully inspected the apprentice's body along the two meridians of Ren Yin and Du Yang, and found that his seven chakras There are extremely small seas of air in the five seas, and the air veins are like vortexes that automatically absorb the surrounding spiritual energy and soul, and can't help frowning, "It's a problem."

After thinking for a while, he picked up a strand of extremely thin long hair from his shoulders, and after cutting it off, the long hair automatically coiled into a thin strip with a thin red at the end, and placed it on the apprentice's wrist.

Once again, he touched the Yin and Du Yang secondary meridians, and he found that in the seven rounds and five seas, only spiritual energy was absorbed, and there was no trace of soul thoughts, which was exactly in line with his inference.

He has a demon seal at the end of his hair, which is the nemesis of all spirits.

Nodding with satisfaction, he instructed his apprentice: "Put the hairpin on, and you won't have to worry about your cultivation level rising too fast in the future."

But he didn't hear the apprentice's reply. He raised his head and saw that the apprentice's skin was as red as a lobster, and the small appearance of grievance was about to cry.

For a while, Ji Yunlai raised his chin lightly, straightened his upper body from the water, and looked down: "What's the matter, are you afraid that I will eat you?"

The apprentice was stiff all over, and then saw the tip of his nose twitched, and red drops of water fell from his nostrils.

"Young people are too angry." As if he had played enough, Ji Yunlai patted his apprentice's hair as if nothing had happened, turned around and walked out of the pool, flicking his fingertips, the water droplets dissipated, and a new set of clothes climbed up automatically. His body, "Come back to me after washing."

Really, isn't it just taking a shower, it's all men, and they're scared like that.

Apprentice is not fun!

Ji Yunlai thought boringly, pushed the door and entered his residence.

After a long while, Feng Qingxiu in the water let out a sigh of relief, rushed back to the room after washing, and read it a hundred times to make up his mind.

But it still felt like there was a fire that didn't glow.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw his own shadow swaying ripplingly on the wall, and slapped it angrily.

Almost smashed the wall.

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Little Theater: After a long time, Xiaoqing realized that the shadow is not a demon, but the deepest expression of his heart...

The next chapter is the storyline of the side story of Fanwai Qingdi Peak a hundred years ago, be and dark, be careful! ! Skip!