On Feiyu Mountain, Zhong Ziye worked hard, Wen Sitian was eccentric, and Yun Hao was talented and intelligent. The three of them have been together with Xun Yujun for many years, but they are harmonious.
But suddenly there was another fourth disciple, Qi Bishu, and some harmony was broken.
Zhong Ziye has always been the first one to get up on the mountain. As soon as the master's rooster crowed, he got up to practice diligently and swept away the fallen leaves on the mountain.
But the next day, when he got up, he found that the bamboo grove and the courtyard had been cleaned, the green stone steps had even been sprinkled with water, and the hot water in the stove had been boiled. Put a pot and turn on the heat.
Qi Bishu carried a broom and washed all the chickens and ducks that Xun Yujun raised by the stream not far away. His head was sweating profusely, and the chickens and ducks screamed in horror.
Zhong Ziye didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he walked over and said, "Fourth Junior Brother, you don't have to do this, I have always done these rough jobs."
Last night when Qi Bishu went to the fire room, he didn't see this elder brother, and this was the first time he saw him this morning. I saw Zhong Ziye in his early twenties, wearing black cloth clothes, with a handsome face with a hint of simplicity and honesty, probably because of his youth and maturity, he seemed not as young as his master. There is a callus on the tiger's mouth on his left hand, he should be a knife practitioner, his cultivation is indeed not as strong as Yun Hao's, Qi Bishu didn't feel any threat when he walked over.
Qi Bishu had a good impression of this senior brother, wiped off the chicken feathers in his arms, raised his head and said, "Senior brother, it's okay, I can't sleep in the morning, so I got up and stretched my muscles."
Seeing that there was no way to persuade him, Zhong Ziye had no choice but to give up: "Then you pack up quickly, and Master will get up later."
Qi Bishu nodded hurriedly.
He just came to Feiyu Mountain, so it's always right to work more. The three senior brothers and sisters before him had all been on the mountain for many years, and they were all regarded as relatives by the master, but he had just arrived and was still an outsider. If he did something wrong, he might be driven down the mountain by the master.
Although the master said yesterday that he would stay here forever, he was still uneasy. Maybe it's because everything on Feiyu Mountain is like a beautiful dream to him, he cherishes it too much, for fear that if he accidentally wakes up, the dream will be shattered.
Fortunately, he didn't find it hard at all to do these things. Compared with Penglaizong, he didn't know how many times better. Thinking this way, Qi Bishu quickly drove the chickens and ducks back to the yard, and cleaned all the teapots and cups on the stone table.
Zhong Ziye was not a good talker at all, and he didn't know this new junior, so he had no choice but to go to the side to practice, seeming to be very unfamiliar with Qi Bishu.
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After having a good night's dream, he came out of the house. Qi Bishu was standing under the eaves waiting for him. Seeing him coming out, he quickly handed over his cloak and softly called, "Master!"
The past two days have been cloudy and rainy, and the weather on the top of the mountain is suddenly cold. Although Jun Yujun's cultivation is enough to keep out the cold with true energy, it will also consume spiritual power, so most of the time it is better to wear more clothes to keep out the cold, which is no different from ordinary people the difference.
Rong Wan couldn't help but silently lamented how nice it is to have a thoughtful little padded jacket, and tugged on Qi Bishu's collar: "You will add two more clothes later."
Qi Bishu looked up at him and smiled.
Yun Hao also got up, and stood in front of his room stretching his waist. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help saying to Zhong Ziye: "Look at that sycophant!"
Zhong Ziye glanced this way, but said nothing.
On weekdays, Zhong Ziye and Yun Hao basically searched for a place in the woods or in the waterfall, and practiced on their own. Now, with their cultivation base, they don't need more guidance from Xun Yujun.
But today is the day when Mr. Xunyu checks their progress once a month according to the usual practice, so they stand in a row in the woods and compete.
Zhong Ziye has always been prudent and diligent, and his sword skills are just like his own, calm and powerful, but he lacks flexibility and seems a little weak in succession.
What Yun Hao used was a soft sword. At a young age, his whole set of sword moves flowed smoothly, like a swimming dragon, which was very pleasing to the eye.
Therefore, after only a few dozen moves, Zhong Ziye felt overwhelmed and retreated again and again.
As for Yun Hao, he was proud of his youth, arrogant, conceited, and he did not know how to back down. He showed his sharp moves, and he was very sharp, leaving no chance for the senior brother to attack.
Qi Bishu followed his master to watch their fights, and he couldn't take his eyes off, thinking, these two people are far superior to those disciples of the Penglai Sect. It's just a grain of dust, I'm afraid it will be completely trampled underfoot!
Sure enough, there are people out there, and there are people out there. It wasn't until I met them that I realized how narrow my vision in the Penglai Sect was. And he doesn't know when he will be able to cultivate so hard
Last night because of his excitement, he stayed up all night. After taking the elixir given by his master, he began to meditate.
"What are you thinking about?" Seeing that Qi Bishu was full of thoughts, Rong Wan asked.
Qi Bishu hesitated for a while, and said: "Thinking about revenge, Dongfang Ruoxu is now a Nascent Soul, and I don't know how many years it will take for me to surpass him. But I am improving, and he is also improving. Isn't it true that I will live forever? Can't avenge this?"
After Rong finished, he knew that his mind was heavy, and he must be thinking about this matter, so he said: "Why can't you report it? If he promotes, you will improve faster than him, ten times faster, a hundred times faster! It depends on human effort!"
Although the master's words were just consolation, no one had ever said such comforting words to Qi Bishu. He seemed to have taken a reassurance, gained some courage from the master, and the impetuousness in his heart was inexplicably ironed out.
Rong Wan said again: "Today I will teach you to be wise."
Qi Bishu: "What is enlightenment?"
At the same time, Yun Hao knocked Zhong Ziye's Xuanyue Saber off with a sword, and triumphantly fell from the top of the bamboo forest, mockingly said: "You don't know that? It seems that the Penglai Sect group is indeed incompetent. They have taught such an incompetent Useful apprentice! I don’t need to waste my time with the master, I can tell you.”
Although Qi Bishu didn't like him, he still treated him solemnly: "Senior brother, please tell me."
This third brother's call made Yun Hao feel at ease, and he didn't deliberately find fault again, and said, "Do you know the five aggregates and six roots?"
Qi Bishu: "I don't know."
"Stupid!" Yun Hao said: "The six sense organs are eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind. These are things that perceive the outside world, collectively called spiritual consciousness. When you open your mind, you can perceive external objects with your spiritual consciousness. The eyes, nose, ears, tongue, and mind are all connected. Simply put, if you are here, your spiritual sense is strong enough to be able to see and hear things thousands of miles away—of course, there may not be anyone with a strong spiritual sense in the entire Continent of Immortal Cultivation At this point, even our master can only drive a hundred miles with his spiritual consciousness."
After Yun Hao glanced at Rong, he quickly flattered and said: "I didn't mean to say that Master is sorry, Master is the most powerful!"
Rong Wan was almost amused by this stepping on a handful.
Qi Bishu was treated harshly in Penglai Sect for thirteen years. He had never heard Dongfang Ruoxu talk about these things, so he listened attentively and yearned for it. If he is enlightened, I don't know how far his spiritual consciousness can reach—
As if aware of his thoughts, Yun Hao laughed and said: "You? Don't even think about it! I think you can't get out of this woods even if you open your mind!"
Qi Bishu was not convinced, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by the master.
"Yun Hao." Afraid that the two would quarrel again, Rong Wan stared at Yun Hao, and became more and more bullying, then turned to Qi Bishu and said kindly, "Come here."
Qi Bishu was not shocked by Yun Hao's words, he knew he was not as good as others, but this matter was determined by the previous thirteen years, and from now on, he will practice day and night according to what his master said! Ten times harder than them, one hundred times harder, then one day, he will catch up with them! Even the master believed in him, why would he not believe in himself
He walked up to Rong Wan and sat down cross-legged, Rong Wan put one hand on his celestial cap.
This process is very short, but very painful, it is tantamount to prying open the lid of the sky, and instilling spiritual power into it—
However, with the opening of his mind, Qi Bishu really felt something different in front of him. He closed his eyes, but he seemed to be able to see things, which were not seen with eyes, but perceived with divine sense. The birds chirping, the breeze, the bamboo grove gently sweeping, and Master's clothes fluttering. He suddenly became distracted, but tried his best not to be distracted.
Rong Wan induced with a voice: "Try to release your spiritual consciousness and see how far you can go."
The master's voice was very gentle, and Qi Bishu felt that the pain in his skull was no longer so painful, so he gathered his mental strength and looked further away. He seemed to be able to see the waterfalls and hot springs on the mountainside, steaming hot and dense with white mist. And, farther down at the source of the stream, there are two fawns—
Qi Bishu said happily: "Master, I can see the stream. It rained last night, and there are traces of wild rabbits running past."
When he said this with his eyes closed, Yun Hao was shocked, and Zhong Ziye's expression changed even more.
How can it be
If the spiritual consciousness can reach halfway up the mountain, then it is more than ten miles away from here, and it is almost a spiritual consciousness that can only be achieved by a practitioner of the late Jindan stage! And Qi Bishu is only at the fifth level of Qi Condensation at this time, so why is his spiritual consciousness so powerful
Even Yun Hao, who was in the early stage of Jindan, had only just reached the mountainside at this time, let alone Zhong Ziye, who had just established his foundation, and now his consciousness had only just stepped out of this forest...
But Rong Wan knew this earlier and was not surprised. Qi Bishu inherited the blood of Baihu, one of the top ten gods, and the seal in his body has been released. Such things as sanity are innate, and he will only become stronger and stronger. Although his current cultivation level is still shallow, once his divine bone grows, the blood bone will be recast. At that time, his true energy will carry the fire of the divine tiger, making him invincible.
Of course, I won't say much about these things now.
He explained to Yun Hao and Zhong Ziye: "There is no causal relationship between the strength of spiritual consciousness and cultivation. Some people are indeed gifted in this area."
Yun Hao cleared up his doubts for a while, and said to Qi Bishu enviously, "You're not such a waste after all."
Qi Bishu was also a little pleasantly surprised, so he took the opportunity to explore the divine sense to a further place, but after reaching the mountainside stream, it was the end, and it couldn't be half a step further.
Zhong Ziye frowned, staring at Qi Bishu thoughtfully.
"Okay." Rong Wan signaled Qi Bishu to get up: "How do you feel now?"
Qi Bishu naturally felt comfortable all over, as if washed by the breeze, and the pain on his skull completely disappeared. He couldn't help but thank him: "Thank you, Master!"
Rong Wan smiled and said, "No problem."
Looking at Rong Wan's smile, Qi Bishu was stunned for a moment, her heart seemed to be gently grasped by a hand, and she curled up—not in pain, but in yearning and joy.
He suddenly couldn't help but probe into Rong Wan's room with his consciousness. Master didn't seem to have set up a barrier, so all the things in his room fell into Qi Bishu's consciousness. The gray morning light shines in through the window of the master, and falls on the black boots that the master put on the bed. The quilt is a little messy, as if there is still the warmth of the master, as well as the unfinished calligraphy and paintings on the desk case—if the master can teach him Just read and write.
Qi Bishu took in all this almost greedily, but he was afraid that his master would find out that he was secretly spying on him, so he didn't release his consciousness for too long, so he took it back.
Yun Hao and Zhong Ziye finished their homework exams and went to practice in the waterfall. Only Qi Bishu, who had the lowest qualifications, stayed and listened to Rong finish explaining a book of mysterious mind methods. On the Continent of Xiuxian, the profound arts and treasures are divided into heaven, earth, black and yellow. What Qi Bishu came into contact with in Penglaizong before was only the most basic yellow-level mental method, but now he has already condensed the fifth level, it is time to start contacting the mysterious-level mental method up.
Rong Wan received all of Jun Yu's memories about the knowledge of cultivating immortals, so it was effortless to explain it, and Qi Bishu was fascinated by it.
He sat cross-legged next to Rong Wan's legs, light and shadow flowed over the two of them, and the day passed quickly.
…
Yun Hao was meditating by the stream, letting out his spiritual sense, but even though he was already a three-star gold elixir, no matter how hard he tried, his spiritual sense couldn't reach the distance of that kid Qi Bishu!
He couldn't help being a little discouraged - on Feiyu Mountain, he had already formed alchemy at the age of fourteen, and he was a genius recognized by his master. How had he ever lost to the senior brother and the second senior sister? But today, he lost to Qi Bishu in terms of spiritual consciousness!
I actually foolishly told him a lot of intellectual knowledge, seeing how seriously he listened, shouldn't he be secretly laughing at himself
Yun Hao felt annoyed, cursed secretly, dropped his sword, stood up, grabbed a handful of stones and threw them into the water. His skill is profound, the water spray stirs up thousands of layers of waves, crashing down with a crackling sound, startling a whole lake of fish,
"Third Junior Brother." Zhong Ziye came out of the woods and said gently, "Are you unhappy?"
Yun Hao took a look at the elder brother, turned around and continued to play, and complained: "It's not the new boy, the master loves him so much, since he came, he ignored me and didn't play with me anymore. .It's all from early morning to evening, and the master is still teaching him, it's too partial!"
Zhong Ziye patted Yun Hao's head, and persuaded: "Before he came, the master loved you the most... Sigh, third junior brother, you don't have to worry too much, maybe one day the master will change his mind?"
After hearing this, Yun Hao became even more impatient, and couldn't help stomping his feet: "It's all because of that kid!"
which day—
Who knows when Master will change his mind, maybe he will fall out of favor all the time!
…
Here, after Qi Bishu finished training, his body was filled with a lot of spiritual power. Seeing that Master was looking at him, he couldn't help but want to talk to Master, so he raised a topic and asked, "Master, is Brother Yun Hao two?" Did you go up the mountain years ago?"
"That's right." Rong Wan said. After all, the original text revolves around Qi Bishu, and there are not many descriptions of the people in Feiyu Mountain, so he is not very clear about Yun Hao's life experience, only according to Jun Yujun's memory, when he brought Yun Hao up the mountain two years ago, Yun Hao is quite different from now.
At that time, Yun Hao was only twelve years old, his whole body was dirty, his long sword was stained with blood, his eyes were cold, and he wiped out a certain family. Jun Yu may have taken a fancy to his talent and brought him to Feiyu Mountain. Afterwards, as a teacher for one day and a father for the rest of his life, Yun Hao was extremely dependent on Mr. Xun Yu.
However, regarding Yun Hao's life experience, Yun Hao himself never wanted to mention it, and Mr. Xun Yu didn't ask too much, so Rong Wan had no way of knowing.
However, if Rong Wan guessed correctly, Yun Hao should have been a killer before he was taken up the mountain by Jun Yujun. There are many people doing this job on the Cultivation Road, and there are even special organizations that gather talented children for inhumane training. Once they are trained, they are released, paid a lot of money, and kill people indiscriminately.
After thinking for a while, Rong Wan said to Qi Bishu: "He had a hard time when he was young, so he developed his current character. Don't hate him, play with him more when you have time, and learn sword moves from him."
Qi Bishu said hello, but couldn't help thinking in his heart - no wonder the master is so kind to brother Yun Hao, and the relationship between the two seems to be intimate and natural. It would be great if I was the one who went up the mountain two years earlier. If it was me, would the master be closer to me
However, after hearing Rong's words, his grudge against Yun Hao was less after all, and he decided to put up with Yun Hao as much as possible in the future regardless of the faults of adults.
However, just after he made this decision, his divine sense detected the conversation between Yun Hao by the stream and his elder brother from afar. After hearing what Yun Hao planned to do at night, his expression changed. He doesn't offend people, but people always want to offend him.