Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 182
Three months later, a figure was thrown up from the Ivy Stream, and fell to the edge of the cliff like a piece of rag, and just fell into the stone pit that Master Yan was thrown over his shoulder by Master Xiaguang. .

Immediately afterwards, an extremely handsome black panther jumped out of the stream and wandered back and forth by the side of the stone pit.

After a long time, Cao Wei, with a bruised nose, swollen face, and black and purple eyes, limped up from the bottom of the pit, lay down on the generous back of the black leopard, patted it a few times, and shouted with a smile: "Uncle Yan, we went home."

"Hurry up and get out, I really think this is my home." On the edge of the cold pool in the stream, Master Yan was still holding a purple jade fishing rod and sitting and fishing.

Although the current aura looks a little peaceful, but if there are monks of the same rank around him, you can find that its magic power is like the scorching sun, still burning your own eight meridians as before, and even your soul is also burning. Constantly suffering like torture.

However, because of his tyrannical self-control and pain tolerance, this real person Yan still has a calm expression.

Of course, the continuous stream of wood-type and water-type soft spiritual energy in the Ivy Stream also relieved his pain from the inside out.

After realizing that Cao Wei had walked down the mountain, Master Yan sighed and said to himself: "Interesting boy, don't be as high-minded as an old man, and you will miss yourself instead!"

As soon as the words fell, his thoughts moved, and white mist filled the mountains and mist in the green vine stream, covering up where he was.

At this moment, Cao Wei was riding a lying black panther through the mountains and rivers of the Zongmen, heading towards the Palace of Foreign Affairs.

One or two hours later, when he stood in front of the gate of Waiwu Peak, most of the black and purple eye sockets disappeared under the nourishment of his own wood-type mana.

Originally, this kind of skin trauma would heal within a short while, but because Master Yan deliberately left a ray of mana when he attacked, it would take ten or eight days to completely heal with Cao Wei's cultivation base in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

However, he didn't gain anything from it, at least he could clearly know the difference in the degree of mana purity between the Foundation Establishment Stage and the Golden Core Stage, which can be regarded as a direction for his future practice.

This kind of cheapness is not something that ordinary casual cultivators can bear. After all, if Jindan Daoist meets them, if he is respectful, he will at most just glance at them and then ignore them.And if they behaved beyond the mark or even offended them, Jindan Daoist would kill them as soon as he made a move.

However, most of the Jindan masters in the Qingxia Sect will not attack the disciples for no reason, and more often reach out to help them when they are weak.

Cao Wei climbed up the bluestone stairs at the other end of the Palace of Foreign Affairs that went deep into the forest. The black panther jumped more than ten steps, but after a few jumps, it flew past a young outer disciple like the wind.

He patted the black panther lightly, turned his head and asked, "Little brother, what year, month and day is it now?"

As soon as the young Qi-refining cultivator seemed to have a strong aura, he guessed that he was the foundation-builder from the inner sect of the sect. Of course, he ignored Cao Wei's bloodshot eye sockets.

The man cupped his hands and bowed slightly, and said politely: "Uncle Hui, today is the second day of August in the year of Xiaguang 240, which coincides with the autumnal equinox."

"Looks like it's still early!" Cao Wei murmured to himself.

The daughter in Yuying Mountain will not rest until the fifteenth day.

As he spoke, he turned around and casually threw a bottle of Huangya Pill suitable for Qi Refining Cultivators.

"Thank you uncle for giving me the pill!" The young monk cupped his hands in thanks.

But before the words fell, that person and leopard had already gone away.

Whether it is the Yuanying Patriarch in the Zongmen or the Jindan cultivator, they are all good to Cao Wei, so he will not be stingy with the juniors of Qi refining under his sect.

After all, the mana that this mere bottle of Huangya Pill can increase is not as good as he spent half a day cultivating in the Ivy Stream.

Normally, a foundation-building cultivator with dual spiritual roots can refine the spiritual energy contained in four middle-grade spirit stones a day, but after Cao Weiyin improved the "Wutu Changqing Jue", his practice speed was already comparable to that of ordinary aliens. A spiritual root foundation cultivator has reached the level where he can refine the spiritual energy contained in six middle-grade spirit stones every day.

However, because each cultivator with different spiritual roots has different spiritual bodies or bloodlines.

If these spiritual bodies or supernatural powers are biased towards assisting cultivation rather than attacking methods, then Cao Wei is still far behind them.

However, with the opening of the first spirit storage acupoint in the "Swallowing Gold, Chewing Iron and Fudan Method", his speed of refining spiritual energy is much faster than before.

Only at this moment can he really be sure to catch up with those true disciples with different spiritual roots in the sect in terms of cultivation speed.

It took Cao Wei 27 years of practice to barely equalize the natural gap between Shuanglinggen and Yilinggen.It was only with the help of mysterious external force like hint words that he reached the current level.

If he is just a monk with four spiritual roots but five spiritual roots, then if there is no great opportunity in this life, I am afraid that most of this life is just a foundation building monk.

Of course, these true disciples are all top-notch, whether they are breathing, refining the spirit, refining the body, or even practicing all kinds of arts. If Cao Wei can get it, the other party can naturally learn it, so he still needs to practice hard.

It is also a joy to practice in this life to compare with others and compete with oneself!
With a slight smile on his face, Cao Wei walked to the gate of a palace, turned over and jumped off the black panther's back, and put it in the beast-guarding bag.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the jade card representing the identity of the true disciple and gestured to the disciple on duty, then stepped into the restriction, climbed up the high stone steps, and walked into the main hall.

Originally, the gold-rimmed moiré in this jade tablet, which represented the True Inheritance logo, could be hidden by one's own choice.

It's just that the fact that Cao Wei was accepted as the true biography has already been announced to the whole sect.

Now that another year has passed, his figure and appearance must have been known to most of the foundation building and qi refining disciples in the sect, so there is no need to do this kind of deceitful thing.

After all, Cao Wei already had a clear plan for his future practice in his heart.

From now on, he will practice in Baizhu Peak with peace of mind, and will never step out of the sect until the late stage of foundation establishment, lest he will die young due to the conspiracy of other forces when he is weak.

At the same time, he refined various pills at the foundation-building level with peace of mind, improved his alchemy attainments, and strived to be able to refine the panacea that reached the threshold of the golden elixir level in the later stage of foundation-building.

Of course, Cao Wei is also waiting for the withered armor to be refined and delivered to him.

At that time, there will be a spiritual armor body that is very suitable for one's own cultivation method, and only then can you have the confidence to compete with other true disciples of the Nascent Soul Sect!

And if there is a shortage of spiritual objects for practice, they can be exchanged for the spiritual stones sold by the elixir.

As long as it is not the kind of rare and expensive spiritual things, otherwise relying on the big tree of Zongmen, he will not be in shortage.

As for practice, there is always some free time.

For the rest of the time, he plans to go out and visit several Jindan seniors with good relations in the sect, such as Uncle Kui, Uncle Fang You, Uncle Yunzhou, and Master Yan, and ask them for some cultivation methods .

After all, with the guidance of these seniors, it is better than working behind closed doors and blindly burying your head in hard work!

In addition, he can also get together with Lu Zai, Fang Ming, Ning Changyu, Gongsun Chu and other sect peers for a while, so as to maintain the relationship between them.

Of course, if the sect can recommend other true disciples for him, then we will see if there are like-minded people.

As for his own mansion, there are so many wives and concubines serving him with all their efforts, and there are so many children under his knees, Cao Wei feels that he will never feel bored for a moment.

Walking under the corridors of the palace, Cao Wei came to a side hall in less than a moment, and saw a lady in palace attire Xiu Xiu walking towards her.

When this person saw the person coming, his eyes lit up, and then he generously accepted a blessing, and said with a slow smile: "Qin Yuying in Xianyun Mountain has seen Fellow Daoist Cao!"

"I've met Fellow Daoist Qin!" Cao Wei bowed back with hands clasped.

He vaguely saw a greedy look in the female nun's eyes, as if he saw a beauty, so he scanned it with the help of prompts, and then passed her sideways calmly.

I only heard this person whispering through voice transmission: "Cao Daoyou, if you come to have tea in your free time, the peony flowers in the Xianyun Mountain on my body are still in full bloom!"

Hearing this, Cao Wei nodded lightly, but did not say whether he agreed or refused!
After all, although Daoyou Qin from Fudian looks about 40 to [-] years old, he is actually over [-] years old, and he is the same generation of foundation building monk as his grandfather Niu Shougang.

Although this old onion tastes spicy, it is not refreshing!
Relatively speaking, he prefers young and beautiful women.

After walking a few steps, Cao Wei put this person's words behind him, and then stepped into the side hall, cupped his hands and smiled at a middle-aged man who was getting up and walking: "Fellow Daoist Gongsun, long time no see .”

This person is the father of Gongsun Chu, the registered disciple of Daoist Zuoqiu in Nafudian.This person is one of the twelve elders in charge of the Salary Department of the Foreign Affairs Hall, who is responsible for distributing the spiritual stone salaries of the sect's Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment disciples over the years.Each steward is only responsible for one month, which is regarded as an idle position.

After all, they don't have to do it themselves, because each of them has three deacons of the foundation building period and twelve deacons of the Qi refining period who are on duty every ten days.

Just don't look at this fellow Daoist Gongsun as only middle-aged, but in fact he is over 150 years old.

At the age of Shuangjiazi, this talent gave birth to a daughter, Gongsun Chu, with an eighteen-year-old concubine.

Now fathers are more expensive than daughters. Although he is only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, those monks in the late stage of foundation establishment in the sect also have to be courteous.

It's just that when Gongsun Chu was born at that time, the good news that she was pregnant with a strange spirit root spread, and most people in the Qingxia Sect knew about it.

Therefore, after she established her foundation, the sect could only openly accept her as a true disciple, and did not choose to conceal the news.

"Cao Daoyou, please take a seat!"

Gongsun Mingcai walked forward with Cao Wei, walked around Yupingfeng, led him to an elegant room at the back of the hall, and sat down opposite him.

As soon as he was seated, he poured a cup of tea, and then said with a smile: "Cao Daoyou, I haven't seen you in the past two years, but you have made a big difference. Brother, I replaced wine with tea. Congratulations."

"It all depends on the Zongmen and the ancestor's value, Wei is really ashamed of it!" Cao Wei cupped his fists in the direction of the Zongmen Fudi where the ancestor of Xiaguang was located.

"It's said that it's a potential dragon coming out of the abyss, so it must be a dragon. Brother Cao is too modest!" Gongsun Ming waved his hand and said loudly.

As he spoke, he called out, "Sizhong, come here."

Hearing this, the old man who was working outside for a foundation cultivator looked at him, and then shouted: "Here we come."

As soon as the words fell, the man nodded apologetically towards the Foundation Establishment cultivator, "Fellow Daoist Mei, Steward Gongsun called me over, please wait a moment, I will come as soon as I go!"

Then, he handed over the identity jade badge in his hand.

"Deacon You, if you are in a hurry, go and do it first, so I can have a cup of tea here." Cultivator surnamed Mei said with a light smile.

Before that, he also saw Cao Wei walking in to the back room, and he also knew that most of the people who came to this salary department came for his annual salary of Lingshi.

Although it is said that he came first and came later, he would not have an annihilation with a true disciple just because of such a trivial matter.

After a few breaths, the old deacon walked into the elegant room at the back, cupped his hands and said, "I have seen Guan Shi Gongsun and fellow Daoist Cao."

"Sizhong, please sit down!" Gongsun Ming laughed and poured a cup of hot tea for the old man.

"You Daoist, long time no see." Cao Wei smiled.

He happened to receive the spiritual stones from this person in the first few years after he established the foundation, and the two of them had met a few times.

However, as a deacon, this fellow traveler has dealt with countless foundation-building cultivators of the sect on weekdays, and he doesn't remember them clearly.

Of course, the meaning of this is different in addition to the true biography of Cao Wei Jinsheng.

He has memorized the appearance and mana breath of every clear true disciple.

"I met fellow Daoist Cao." The old man toasted.

"Drink together." Cao Wei raised his glass to the old man and Gongsun Mingcai with a smile.

The three laughed and drank a cup of tea.

After putting down the teacup, Gongsun Ming first poured tea for Cao Wei and You Sizhong, and then said with a smile: "If it wasn't for the sect's rules, I wouldn't wait to drink while I'm on duty, otherwise my brother really wants to have a good time with the two of you. "

"There is a chance!" Cao Wei laughed.

And You Sizhong on the side also had a smile on his face.Of course, he also understood that the steward Gongsun's words were just incidental to himself, and he just listened to what he said, and didn't take it seriously.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his finger, took out a gray cloth storage bag from it, put it in front of Cao Wei, and said slowly: "Cao Daoyou, this is the spiritual stone salary you deserved last year, can you give the identity jade card to you?" So, let’s make a record!”

"Trouble, Fellow Daoist." Cao Wei handed over the identity jade badge.

I saw You Sizhong turned his hand and took out a golden jade plate, and released a hazy aura, facing Cao Wei's identity jade plate.

After three or five breaths, he smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Cao, it's over. Manager, there are other fellow Daoists waiting outside, so I'm leaving first!"

(End of this chapter)