Nansong Pavilion is surrounded by outer disciples practicing hard.
When they punched, they seemed to be powerful and majestic, but in fact they were very careful and required extremely precise control, which is a requirement for entry-level exercises. Moreover, when a colleague from the same school accidentally broke a branch of an ancient tree, the faces of the deacons Very ugly.
Those deacons were also disciples of the outer sect back then, but they stayed in Nansong Pavilion as deacons only because they failed to enter the inner sect to practice. Naturally, they would not be afraid of them.
Suddenly hearing a click, a rather thick branch fell down.
A disciple withdrew his slightly numb fist and stared blankly at a certain place, completely forgetting the existence of the deacons.
With a muffled bang, a shallow hole was punched out of an ancient tree, and the bark splashed everywhere. The disciple withdrew his bleeding fist, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.
A disciple who was leaning on his pine and lunging directly sat down on the ground.
Similar scenes happened in many places at the same time, and the woods were in chaos.
Immediately afterwards, many discussions arose.
"How is this going?"
"What are you looking at?"
"Out!"
"That person came out!"
The fist wind gradually disappeared between the cliffs, and the white smoke also dissipated, and suddenly became extremely quiet.
Several deacons came out of the sword hall with puzzled faces, followed the disciples' line of sight to look somewhere, and their expressions also changed slightly.
The mountain wind blew gently, the grass swayed slightly, and the white clothes fluttered. That man actually left the small courtyard
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It had been more than ten days since he entered the South Mountain Gate, and Jing Jiu had never appeared in front of anyone.
To these disciples in Yapingjian, this boy in white is very mysterious and weird.
Today was actually the first time he left the small courtyard, which naturally attracted countless surprised and curious eyes.
Being watched by so many eyes, Jing Jiu didn't care at all, walked through the woods with his hands behind his back, and walked towards the sword hall.
A girl with delicate eyebrows and eyes mustered up her courage and said, "Hi, Junior Brother Jing."
Jing Jiu glanced at her, confirmed that he didn't recognize her, and continued to move forward without stopping.
Looking at this scene, someone said angrily, "Don't even want to nod?"
The girl hurriedly said: "Junior nods."
This is indeed true, many nearby disciples can see clearly, Jing Jiu indeed nodded.
It's just that the extent of his nodding is too small, it looks like a stone being blown by the wind for a moment, it's really hard to find if you don't look carefully.
"Is that a nod or a handout?" A disciple sneered and said, "Being good-looking and having money in the family can make you stand tall, so proud? He doesn't even think about it, our Qingshan Sect is a place to practice the Dao, so what's the use of all kinds of mortals? How can he still have the right to be proud now. Now the ten-year-old junior is the most remarkable person, and the former servant suddenly turned into someone beyond his reach. He must feel very humiliated, so these geniuses refuse to come out. "
Regarding Jing Jiu's refusal to leave the small courtyard, there are many opinions. Some say he is lazy, but more disciples still hold this view.
The girl who greeted Jing Jiu wanted to defend him, but she didn't know what to say, because it was the same no matter how she looked at it.
Whoever it was would feel embarrassed or even humiliated in Jing Jiu's situation.
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In the training hall, more than a dozen disciples were sitting on the floor, holding books in their hands, not flipping through them, but chatting about something.
Xue Yongge with a background sat in a conspicuous position, but he was not the central figure. In fact, the disciples including him sat around Liu Shisui.
The crowd should be communicating about their difficulties in practice. It is obvious that this is not the first time this kind of scene has happened. There is not much tension on Liu Shisui's face.
Listening to him talking about his preparations for breaking the realm in a childish voice, the disciples had smiles on their faces, they didn't try to please, they were absolutely respectful enough.
The two girl disciples looked at Liu Shisui with admiration.
Although neither Master Lu nor Liu Shisui said anything, some disciples guessed that Liu Shisui had successfully entered the realm of holding the spirit.
It is shocking to have entered the state of Baoshen in such a short period of time and at such a young age.
Who knows how far this natural Daoist will go in the future
"Come here."
A voice that was calm and devoid of emotional ups and downs sounded, breaking the peaceful and focused atmosphere in the training hall.
The disciples turned their heads to look at the entrance of the training hall, and saw that the falling sunlight was turned into a beautiful halo by the white clothes.
The two girls were very surprised, almost exhaled, and quickly covered their mouths.
The male disciples reacted much slower than the two girls, and it took a while for them to wake up and realize that it was Jing Jiu who came.
Everyone looked at Jing Jiu with mixed emotions. Apart from surprise, there were sympathy, pity and ridicule in those gazes, as well as some disgust and displeasure.
Just like what the disciple in the woods said, the disciples at Nansongting all thought that Jing Jiu refused to leave the small courtyard because Liu Shisui performed too well, but why did he come out today
Xue Yongge looked at Jing Jiu with a sneer and said, "Didn't you see that we were discussing the practice homework? Also, who are you shouting at? Come here? Who do you think you are? You still think of yourself as a young master?"
No one catered to Xue Yongge's words, even his own voice became softer and quieter until it disappeared, because what he wanted to see most, Liu Shisui was moved by his words, blushed and refused to pay attention to Jing Jiu's words The picture didn't happen.
When he said these words, Liu Shisui had already run up to Jing Jiu and said, "My lord, you are finally willing to come out!"
Anyone can see that he is really happy, his little face is full of smiles, like flowers.
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Back in Jing Jiu's courtyard, Liu Shisui was still in a state of excitement, and kept asking him why he came out today, whether he would go out often in the future, whether he had finally figured it out and was ready to practice.
For the first time, Jing Jiu felt that the child was a little noisy, so he raised his right hand.
Liu Shisui quickly shut up.
"After you left in the morning, I remembered that I forgot something, so I called you."
Jing Jiu thought for a while, and explained a little more: "It's not that I don't want to go out of the yard, it's just that I'm too lazy to go out."
Liu Shisui nodded repeatedly, expressing that he understood, and asked curiously, "What do you want from me, Master?"
Jing Jiu said, "Have you already broken through?"
Liu Shisui didn't dare to look him in the eyes, lowered his head and said, "Master Immortal won't let me say..."
Master Lu didn't let him say it because he was afraid of affecting the cultivation of other disciples. A genius like him might inspire his fellow disciples to forge ahead, and it was also very likely to undermine their confidence.
Liu Shisui didn't tell Jing Jiu that he had other thoughts besides this reason.
In the past few days, he has heard a lot of discussions intentionally or unintentionally. The praise from his classmates made him very happy, but the mockery of the young master made him very uncomfortable.
He couldn't judge whether those comments were true or not. If so, would the young master be stimulated by his success in breaking through
He also knows that his thoughts are a little naive, the young master is knowledgeable and omniscient, but he is a little lazy, why would he care about these things, just in case...
"Drink this cup of tea."
Jing Jiu didn't think about what the little guy was thinking, he just wanted to finish this matter as soon as possible, and then go to get something to pass the time that he found in the past few days.
Liu Shisui took the tea and asked, "What's in the tea?"
It was the first time that Jing Jiu left the small courtyard and called him back. Naturally, this cup of tea couldn't be ordinary tea.
"I've melted a pill in it, which will help you stabilize your state of holding God."
Jing Jiu didn't tell the little guy that there was an extremely precious Purple Profound Pill in this cup of tea, nor did he warn him not to tell about it.
Liu Shisui didn't drink tea, looked at him with a sad face and said, "The immortal master also gave me a few pills, will the potions conflict with each other?"
Jing Jiu said, "Those are too bad, you don't need to eat them."
Liu Shisui let out an ooh, without asking any more questions, and drank the tea in his cup in one gulp.
Obviously helping him, seeing him drinking tea without hesitation, Jing Jiu felt a little happy for some reason.
After waking up in that cave, the boy in white hasn't been happy for a long time.
"While I'm in a good mood today... well, it's more normal, but... boring, yes, boring."
Jing Jiu said, "If you don't understand anything, just ask me."
The Qingshan Sect's cultivation of foreign sect disciples is very strange. They just throw away the introductory formula and ignore it. Although Liu Shisui is a natural Daoist, but after all, he is new to cultivation and has many difficulties in cultivation. He has long wanted to ask Jing Jiu for advice. , just like how he was in the village back then, but he didn't dare to. At this time, he found that Jing Jiu was in a really good mood. Of course, it might be because he was really bored, so he wouldn't miss this opportunity.
"OK!"
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One asks, the other answers. If so, the person keeps going back and forth, the sun is gradually reclining, the shadow of the tree is getting longer, and the evening has come.
Liu Shisui finally solved all the difficulties in cultivation.
Jing Jiu's answer is like the sharpest sword light in the world, cutting off the most complicated relationship with ease, and revealing the true face of cultivation. It turned out to be that simple and clear.
Looking at Jing Jiu, Liu Shisui's eyes were full of admiration. He knew that the young master was great, but he didn't know that the young master was so great. Thinking about it now, his worries were really naive to the extreme.
According to usual habits, Liu Shisui took out Huangjing cakes and dried fruits distributed by the deacon, shared with Jing Jiu, and prepared to go back.
Today Jing Jiu asked him to stay longer.
He looked into Liu Shisui's eyes and said calmly, "Actually, I also have something to ask you."
Liu Shisui was a little surprised, and said, "What happened?"
Jing Jiu said, "Why did you do this?"
Liu Shisui thought for a while before he understood what he was talking about, and said, "My lord treats me..."
Jing Jiu raised his hand.
Liu Shisui hurriedly stopped talking.
What he wanted to ask had nothing to do with those arguments, but something else.
"You are smart, kind, and have a resolute personality that doesn't match your age, and you have a naive but firm sense of right and wrong."
Jing Jiu looked into his eyes and said, "Then why do you still stay by my side?"