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Chapter 282 Shen Xiaozhu builds the foundation

"Correct!"

Lao Yang nodded and admitted.

Wang Ping had a new understanding of Wu Lang. He had also heard about Wu Lang's character, which was bold and generous. Coupled with his master, Taoist Xiu Yu, a crowd of people quickly gathered around him.

But he didn't expect that Wu Lang would be so down-to-earth.

"Wulang likes to hear flattery very much, especially when he is in hiding, because all the people who follow him have left. Every time I go there, I only need to say a few flattery words, and I will get a lot of rewards, not to mention... Ask about things with a purpose.”

"You are quite brave..."

"This does not require courage, it requires speaking skills, and it is impossible for me to directly ask Taoist Guan Mao for details..." Lao Yang seemed to be proving his usefulness. He did not want to be locked up in the dungeon.

"Is there anything else to say?"

Wang Ping waved to Hu Qianqian next to her, and took the bamboo slips recorded in her hand to read. Yu Lian saw Wang Ping's movements, rising from the clouds on the eaves to lying on Wang Ping's shoulders, and Wang Ping Read the contents on the bamboo slips together.

When Lao Yang heard the question, he thought nervously for a few breaths before replying with a slight tremor: "That's all the little demon knows."

Wang Ping said "Yes" and continued reading the bamboo slips in his hand without raising his head.

There was a lot of information obtained this time, first of all, the information on the first day, the whereabouts of just one Taoist Hefeng was very remarkable, and then there was the information about Taoist Wuma, who suddenly had two more targets.

"You can handle these things. The people above will keep an eye on you and communicate with Taoist Zuo Xuan at any time. If you have any emergency, you can contact me...Also, this sheep demon has the mark of the first day on his body. Please remove the mark on him before using it. he."

Wang Ping took out a puppet bird from his storage bag and inserted a blessing talisman into the puppet bird's body. Suddenly the puppet bird seemed to come alive, jumping up and flying up and landing on Hu Qianqian.

Hu Qianqian's eyes flashed with joy, his furry ears twitched habitually, and he clasped his fists and said, "Yes, Master."

"Go down!"

Wang Ping took out a special bamboo slip and wrote the information about Taoist Wuma on it. He glanced at the empty rooftop, took out the puppet bird that he and Zi Luan communicated with, and put the bamboo slip with the written information into the puppet bird's abdomen. , and then pinched a magic trick.

After the puppet bird flew up, Wang Ping looked at Yulian beside him and said, "Let's go back and take a look at Xiaozhu's foundation."

"Yes, yes, hurry up, hurry up." Yu Lian then remembered that she had more important things to do, and slapped Wang Ping on the shoulder with her tail, urging him to move faster.

...

Qianmu Mountain.

In the small courtyard of Taoist Yucheng.

Xia Wenyi is reading "Comments on Heaven and Man", his face is painful like constipation. He has never liked reading since he was a child. He practiced introductory exercises at the age of twelve and is now successful in Qi training. The only books he reads most are martial arts secrets.

"Master, why does the book say that fighting is an evil thought and an ominous thing, but it is also the way of a gentleman? I can't understand it at all."

Xia Wenyi was originally in Shen Xiaozhu's yard, but because Shen Xiaozhu wanted to build a foundation, Taoist Yucheng took him to his yard.

"Taozu used weapons as an example to replace all things in the world. He said that weapons are murderous weapons and righteous saints should not use them. The way of a gentleman is benevolence and virtue. It means that if the person who uses it has virtue, he can cure the disease. In the world, if there is no virtue, it will be a disaster for the world, because a virtuous person can carry a sharp weapon and walk the path of peace."

Taoist Yucheng patiently explained to Xia Wenyi that this was because Xia Wenyi had a good foundation and could be a disciple who could be cultivated as a disciple.

"Taozu is really good at talking empty words, what's the use if one person is virtuous?"

Xia Wenyi has come into contact with many people and has his own opinions on this, "The only person who can cultivate virtue is himself, so what's the use in this world?"

"Are you aiming for the world?"

"No, I just feel that since I have cultivated the Tao and have to sit idle for the rest of my life, wouldn't it be a waste of all my cultivation? I might as well not cultivate the Tao!"

"Ha ha!"

Taoist Yucheng laughed, "Everyone has their own ideas. When I first started practicing, I always had this or that idea, just like you. But no matter what, you must remember to abide by the Taoist rules when you act in the future, no matter in this world Whether you’re stable or not, whether you’re being supervised or not.”

"Okay!"Xia Wenyi obviously didn't listen, because his thoughts were still stuck on the lives of the heroes in the storybook.

Taoist Yucheng raised his head at this time, looked at the flash of light on the horizon, and said, "Your master is back."

Xia Wenyi followed Taoist Yucheng's gaze, and his whole body changed from his lively state to a rigid and serious look. He didn't know why he was afraid of Wang Ping, but he was very close to Taoist Yucheng.

When approaching Qianmu Mountain, Yu Lian broke away from Wang Ping and fell to Shen Xiaozhu's dojo. Wang Ping's consciousness floated and he easily captured all the situations in Shen Xiaozhu's yard.

The concentration of spiritual energy in the courtyard is enough to build the foundation. If it is not enough, Wang Ping can adjust the spiritual energy of the Jiuji Formation.

Then there is Shen Xiaozhu's condition. With Wang Ping's current cultivation level, he can tell clearly at a glance from a distance. The wood spirit spiritual veins planted in her body are very stable, and the locust trees planted are also very nourishing.

Yu Lian and Shen Xiaozhu chatted for a while, then took Shen Xiaozhu to the dojo on the top of the mountain.

Wang Ping carefully checked the state of Qi Hai in his direct disciple's body, and then personally went to Shen Xiaozhu's dojo to check the situation of the spirit gathering array.

"clang clang"

The rice cup landed in front of a newly grown locust tree.

Good luck!

Wang Ping grabbed it in the air, and the bamboo shoots cup returned to his hand. He looked at Shen Xiaozhu next to him and asked, "When do you plan to enter the samadhi and establish the foundation?"

"Master, disciple, you can do it at any time." Shen Xiaozhu was very confident.

"it is good!"

Wang Ping smiled and dropped the rice cup in his hand. The space around him suddenly lit up and darkened. This was due to the use of a 'lucky charm'.

Good luck!

"In that case, let's enter meditation now."

"Yes!"

Shen Xiaozhu calmly walked to the locust tree and sat cross-legged, while Wang Ping and Yu Lian exited the spirit gathering array, suspending it in mid-air to prevent other blind disciples from intruding.

Two hours later.

After adjusting himself to a perfect state, Shen Xiaozhu first manifested his soul, and used his soul to drive the wood spirit energy in his body to complete a great circle at the fastest speed, flushing his meridians and limbs.

The black civet cat jumped around Shen Xiaozhu, using its own Qi sea to connect with Shen Xiaozhu's Qi sea, helping her absorb spiritual energy.

At this time, Yu Lian felt a rare tension.

A quarter of an hour later.

Shen Xiaozhu swallowed the Foundation Establishment Pill that she had prepared in her mouth. Soon, a spiritual energy vortex formed around her body. In the sky, the spiritual energy that could be observed with the naked eye was falling and converging towards her location.

The disciples inside the temple are already accustomed to this, but the mortals outside the mountain can no longer peek into the situation inside the mountain.

In a blink of an eye, it was the morning of the third day.

When the ceremony in Daozang Hall was about to continue, a puppet bird fell into Wang Ping's hand.

It's He Jiu's puppet bird.

There is a sentence in it: The monks on Mozhou Road's "First Day" suddenly became active, and there is evidence that they have a close relationship with Qingjiang of Wushen Mountain.

Qingjiang!

He is another disciple of Taoist Xiu Yu, and is as famous as Wu Lang.

(End of this chapter)