The only way

Chapter 70

With heavy snow and early sunshine, the snow-covered land is a vastness rarely seen in Sanqing in the past.

Lingchu was waiting for the clear sky. In three years, she has become a second-rank formation master, with a success rate of [-]%, which is extremely high.

A year ago, Elder Su traveled the world with his friends, saying that he wanted to see the strange formations and places in the world, find out the mystery of the formations, and visit the world-famous masters of formations, so as to comfort himself. A burst of infatuation, seeking the peak of that burst of Tao.

After this trip, there will be three or five years without returning.

So I left a few books to explain my experience, and I went to make friends in a chic way.

Therefore, after Lingchu became a second-rank formation master, he relied on his own explorations. The monks who simply mastered the four arts really had an advantage. After entering the rank, they could enter the Outer Mountain Formation Hall at the beginning of Lingchu, and they would be given monthly fixed gifts to the sect. The Zongmen will distribute blank formation disks and flags for how many first-rank formations. The usual convention is to pay the required number of Zongmen, and the rest is the formation master's own. For example, the Zongmen distributes ten sets of blank formations. Hand in five sets. If you succeed in eight out of ten sets, and hand in five sets, the remaining three sets are yours, and you can dispose of them as you like.

At the same time, Lingchu can also accept the entrustment of his disciples, the rules are the same.

That is to say, as long as the success rate is high enough for an entry-level formation master, he can earn contribution points, spirit stones, and practice formation formation techniques. The most important thing is that all of this is free.

In addition, the name of Lingchu wine making gradually spread, and many disciples came to buy spirit wine. Although the cultivation of spirit wine is not as fast as elixir, it is superior in warming and nourishing meridians, without impurities, and the spirit is gentle.

Unlike elixirs, except for the top-grade elixirs that are hard to find, all middle and lower elixirs have erysipelas. If the erysipelas accumulates too much, it will block the meridians and affect the speed of cultivation. You need to buy a Qingmai elixir. Qingmai Pill, clearing the pulse and purifying the blood, can dissolve erysipelas, it is a second-grade elixir, it is much rarer and more difficult to refine than ordinary elixirs, it is often difficult to buy easily, and the price is not cheap.

It is not like spiritual wine, which has both taste and no future troubles.

Relying on formations and brewing, it is much easier for Lingchu to earn contribution points. Even in the clear sky, Lingchu can be thrown into the secret realm of phantom spirits to fight. The sect does not prohibit disciples from cultivating monsters, as long as they pay enough contribution points, If it is confirmed that it is a monster that has signed a contract, it can go to most places under the leadership of its master.

"Roar!"

A low whistling sound came from the entrance of the secret realm. The leg-high white tiger with cloud-like fur was fluttering in the wind, like snow-white waves. The owner of the tiger opened his mouth in an arc, revealing ferocious and sharp teeth.

The thick tiger paws stepped on the snow, leaving behind a large five-petal plum blossom. When it just came out, the tiger's eyes were sharp and majestic, and it had the aura of the king of beasts. That soft and cute little tiger back then.

It's just that when Qingkong saw Lingchu, he approached Lingchu with a smirk, rubbed Lingchu's trouser legs flatteringly, and the originally majestic blue tiger eyes showed deep dependence and love.

As usual, Lingchu smoothed Qingkong's snow-white fur, which was smooth and soft like cloud satin. Lingchu smiled and scratched Qingkong's chin, and Qingkong narrowed his round tiger eyes comfortably.

With the clear sky, before Lingchu could take two steps, a sound transmission talisman came through the sky and landed in Lingchu's hand.

Holding the sound transmission talisman with two fingers, flicking it lightly, the pale yellow sound transmission talisman burned into ashes in the air, Lingchu listened quietly, and smiled after a while.

Qing Kong stared curiously at the master standing in the snow, did not move or speak, and suddenly smiled.

Lowering his head to catch Qingkong's curiosity, Lingchu touched Qingkong's tiger head and said, "Little Junior Sister invited us to a gathering in Senior Sister Zhantai's yard for the New Year's Eve."

In Zhantai Mingyue's courtyard, there is a red plum tree leaning against a small vermilion pavilion. The branches are bare on weekdays, and there is nothing special about it, but when it snows in winter, it is a very beautiful scenery.

I am born in this secular world, with a clear mind and no dust.

Sanqing pays attention to doing everything according to one's heart, knowing one's mind and knowing one's will is the best, never sticking to clichés.

Therefore, in the outer mountains of Sanqing, the disciples who came from the secular world and have not cultivated the way of longevity often celebrate a few special festivals, such as the most important festival of the year.

On this day, Zongmen provided a plate of dumplings and a bowl of glutinous rice balls for all disciples for free.

All disciples who go to the cafeteria can receive it.

It has been nearly five years since Lingchu went up the mountain. Actually, every year, he spends festivals with the three junior sisters and sister Zhantai.

It's just that this year is a little special.

The red plums are reclining, the strong brown branches are stretched freely, the blossoming red plums are blooming beautifully, beautiful and enchanting, but the pure white snowflakes are stained on them, diluting all the beauty, but leaving a delicate and refined.

Inside the pavilion, all eight disciples who started at Heguang Academy in the same year were present, including Jiang Hanyan, who was specially invited by Yu Xiaoxiao.

Nine people sat in the pavilion, chatting and laughing happily. On the stone table, the small red clay stove where spirit tea was being cooked was gurgling and bubbling, and the scent of tea was rising.

Plates of exquisite snacks, plates of various spiritual fruits, and warm small wine jugs exude a strong aroma of wine, and the whole table is full.

There were several clay-sealed wine jars scattered around the ground, and some of them had been opened, revealing the crystal-clear amber wine inside.

In order to meet the scene, Zhan Taimingyue also hung red palace lanterns on the four corners of the pavilion, which added a bit of joy.

Yun Haotian was originally the most withdrawn of the eight people. He used to celebrate festivals and never went to appointments in the future. He was often out on missions or in cultivation. Since the last embarrassing incident, he could not go out for a long time, and he was a little closer to everyone , it is rare to come to the festival this year.

Situ Yang is also a very difficult person to come here. He is not withdrawn, but he is very talkative. Unfortunately, he always feels that he is superior and arrogant. He only treats the eight people who entered Heguang Academy in the same year. Quite genial.

In the past, people had also posted to him. Unlike Yun Haotian's legitimate reasons, Situ Yang had always ignored them. This year, it was rare for him to come here uninvited.

There is also Shen Wenzhou, although he is a man of few words, he likes to go with the flow, and he will come every year, but when he comes, it is often like a background wall.

The rest of the people will participate whenever they are free, and they are also familiar with each other.

This year, there are eight people together, plus Jiang Hanyan, a cup of clear light green spirit tea and amber spirit wine in front of Lingchu's eyes. Cake, drink a sip of fragrant and refreshing spirit tea, and pair it with a sip of peach blossom cake.

Looking at Situ Yang who proudly praised himself with Yun Haotian, Shen Wenzhou who sat alone drinking and admiring the plum blossoms, Luo Yu who provoked the honest man Wu Yun to drink, and Situ Yang who was so hot that his throat was scorched by the clear spiritual wine, his dark face was flushed red. Wu Yun.

Xizizi tasted the various spiritual fruit snacks prepared by Senior Sister Zhantai on the table, and Yu Xiaoxiao and Jiang Hanyan gathered their two heads together to comment from time to time.

With calm eyes, he poured tea with plain hands and drank it, disapprovingly looking at Zhan Taimingyue, who was indiscriminately matched by Lingchu.

Lingchu propped his chin with his hands, his posture was lazy, his brows and eyes showed a warm smile, he looked back at Senior Sister Zhantai, smiling playfully, still with a glass of wine and a cup of tea.

Under the warm sun in winter, the first snow is light, the pavilion cover is simple, the red plums are burning, and the trees are hidden in the snow, and the table under the pavilion is a lively and warm scene.

It is not like a fairy family outside the world, but like an ordinary family.

　In the journey of cultivation, the further you get to the back, the less this kind of simple happiness, so I still want to leave some warm memories for the female goose, even if you become a fairy, you are still a person in front of the word fairy.Needless to say, what I want to create has always been a flesh and blood, sentimental and righteous ascetic.Everyone cherish the warmth now, in the future. Hehe. (Like a baby, show cuteness, roll around, ask for tickets, please collect, ask for rewards)

　　
　
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