After I woke up, I became a sick and weak beauty

Tianhai Sect is currently the most prestigious sect in the cultivation world, and its operating model is also studying the methods of many sects in the past.

It was the first time for Jun Qing to try how ordinary monks in the comprehension world practice and study in the sect, although he was not on the same starting line as ordinary disciples because he "taught" from Meng Hansheng.

Every morning when the sun just rises, the disciples of Tianhaizong who have not yet established their foundations will get up and wash up, and then rush to the meditation hall, where they will practice meditation and breathe out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Explain what you don't understand about cultivation.

Of course, this is paid for.

After Meng Hansheng "hardened his body" for Junqing, he asked Junqing to go to the meditation hall to report on the second day with a half-smile, and the schedule was the same as the ordinary disciples of Tianhaizong.

Junqing also had no objection, Shi Shiran got up the next day and went to the meditation hall, and was surrounded by many disciples as if they were rare beasts along the way.

Jing Ling was a little upset, and gritted her teeth: "What are you looking at! I really want to take their eyeballs off!"

Jun Qing ignored his somewhat dangerous speech and yawned to himself.

Approaching the meditation hall, the noisy room was suddenly silent. Junqing ignored the disciples who were staring at him, looked around and wanted to sit in the corner.

But he didn't want to be cut off, so a voice said: "Why are you here? Sit next to me, there is a seat next to me!"

Jun Qing frowned, seeing Li Shao sitting in a very good place, waved to him with a feeling of familiarity.

Who is this man here?

Jun Qing recalled it for a while, only to realize that this is the person he met during the trial when he entered Tian Haizong.

The people next to Li Shao were a little dissatisfied, and protested in a low voice: "Brother Shao, this is my place..." He got up early for a long time to grab this place, in order to be closer to the senior disciples.

Li Shao kicked him once, and said angrily, "It's just one seat, why are you stingy? At worst, I'll give you some spirit stones later."

The man grinded his roots, and finally succumbed to Li Shao's lust/power, obediently gave up his seat and sat in a remote corner.

Jun Qing paused - the man was willing to give way, but Li Shao didn't ask him if he wanted to sit.

With a change in his inner mood, Junqing has already sat down beside Li Shao. The seats in the meditation hall are all soft futons. In order to accommodate more people, they are all close together. Junqing sits down and crosses his legs. During the period, it was inevitable to meet Li Shao who was sitting cross-legged next to him.

Li Shao was not angry either, instead he smiled and said: "Brother Qingyuan, you were accepted as an apprentice by Elder Meng, why did you come to the Meditation Hall?"

It turned out that he was waiting for himself here.

Junqing glanced at Li Shao silently, and said, "Master asked me to come here because he should have his own considerations."

Li Shao let out a long tone of "oh", but he felt a lot more balanced in his heart. When he saw Qingyuan being scrambled by two not-low-weight figures in Tianhaizong, his heart was extremely sour, and even several days and nights. He couldn't even sleep well—he was next to Qing Yuan during the trial, and Qing Yuan didn't perform very well, so why was he able to be favored by so many people, while he was just an ordinary disciple?

But now seeing Junqing appearing here, Li Shao felt a little better in his heart - no matter how popular he was, wouldn't he still have to practice with ordinary disciples like them?Maybe Elder Meng found out that there was nothing special about Qingyuan after accepting his disciples, so he sent him here.

Thinking of this, the expression on his face became more and more kind, and he treated Junqing as if they were two horses who had known each other for many years.

Looking at Li Shaoyan's insincere look, Jun Qing thought that it is not without reason that it is becoming more and more difficult for cultivators above Huashen to appear in the cultivation world. This kind of heart may not even be able to establish a foundation.

Having said that, he doesn't have any superfluous views on Li Shao, after all, Li Shao is an ordinary member among thousands of human beings.

Such a temper...he has seen it a lot.

Thinking of this, Jun Qing closed her eyes and calmed down. Li Shao couldn't please him, so he also began to vomit.

Junqing stayed in the meditation hall for half a year at a time.

During this period, the disciples of Tianhaizong had gotten used to his existence, and Meng Hansheng seemed to have forgotten him, but Junqing could still receive the spiritual methods and utensils from him from time to time, and the disciples of Tianhaizong thought that Junqing was Meng Hansheng. Disgusted, either gloating or sympathetic.

The opinions of others have nothing to do with Junqing. He seems to be meditating in the meditation hall during the daytime here, but in fact he is cultivating his spiritual power with the help of a spiritual weapon called "You Haibo" in his mind. knowledge.

After half a year, he finally allowed him to separate a ray of his own soul, and condensed it into a spiritual consciousness that could alone support the body of the Great Banquet Dynasty thousands of miles away.

The days are monotonous and peaceful, but that figure will flash in Junqing's mind occasionally.

What is Yu Changqing doing now?Are you still looking for him?

The news of Yu Changqing has not yet appeared on the big banquet, but according to where he found it, it should be soon...

After the spiritual consciousness was condensed, there was news from Yue Ye that the layout was almost done.

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The Great Banquet Dynasty is located in the southwest of the Xiuzhen Continent, where the aura is not as strong as the place where monks gather, but the underground contains the aura of dragon veins.

This is also the reason why the banquet can sit there for hundreds of years.

However, the dragon aura that was so thick that it could almost be condensed into a dragon shape was destroyed by generations of emperors in the feast, and now it is so weak that it seems that it can be cut off with a light force.

Yan Pengyu is the emperor of this generation of banquets, and he has no doubt that he may become the last generation of emperors of the banquet.

In recent years, there have been frequent floods in various places. Under the previous emperor's rule, many corrupt officials in the court colluded with each other to provide disaster relief.

As a result, there are many complaints, and the remnants of the previous dynasty are fueling the flames in the dark. Seeing that the magnificent but full of holes in the big banquet is about to be submerged.

Yan Pengyu hadn't closed his eyes for several days, and he was about to faint in front of the case at any time, finally his personal eunuch couldn't see it, and decided to pull Yan Pengyu out of the palace to relax outside.

Yan Pengyu also knew that the eunuch was kind, and he was about to vomit after reading the memorials, so he simply complied with the eunuch.

An unremarkable carriage drove out of the palace, but there were many hidden guards following it out of sight.

Yan Pengyu took a nap in the car, and when he woke up, he was already outside the palace. This short sleep restored him a little bit of energy, but he still looked out with heavy worry in his eyes.

You Blessed looked at his master worriedly, tried his best to search for the anecdotes he had heard in the capital recently, and said after a long while: "Master, recently I heard that there is a fairy living in seclusion in the Xiaguang Temple on the outskirts of the capital, if someone is destined to meet him, A wish can be granted."

Xiaguang Temple is located in the outskirts of Beijing. Yan Pengyu has the entire capital in his hands, so he naturally knows the so-called "hidden immortals" rumors, but he doesn't believe it at all. Hearing this, the corner of his mouth can't help but a sarcasm smile: "This is so ridiculous. Do you believe it?"

Youfu coughed: "Everyone said that they would rather believe what they have than believe what they don't..."

Yan Pengyu snorted coldly. Some of his ancestors were immortal cultivators, so his knowledge of this world is far superior to those ordinary people who have worked hard for food and clothing all their lives. Every time there is a natural disaster in various places, he has to put on sacrificial clothes to burn incense and beg the gods to beg the immortals to eliminate the disaster, but he knows very well in his heart that those monks are afraid that being contaminated with dragon energy will block their way of ascension. I don't care about the banquet.

The so-called sacrifice is nothing but a reassurance for the court and the common people.

Thinking of this, Yan Pengyu was a little tired, seeing Fu Qiji's eyes was silent for a while, but said: "Forget it, let's drive to Xiaguang Temple, let's just ask for peace of mind."

Hearing what he said, You Fu immediately showed a silly smile.

The location in the outskirts of Beijing is a bit far away, but Yan Pengyu's carriage looks ordinary, but it is secretly equipped with cultivation inscriptions, and the horses that pull the carriage are also mixed blood of spirit beasts, which can travel thousands of miles a day, and arrive at their destination in a short time .

After getting out of the carriage, Yan Pengyu confirmed that the hidden guards had never been lost. He looked up at the Xiaguang Temple, which reflected the bright golden light under the sunlight, and laughed in his heart: "It really is a temple as its name suggests."

I just don't know how much material is needed to build such a magnificent temple?

Yan Peng, who was already frugal to the point of going mad, began to count subconsciously.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Yan Pengyu flicked his sleeves and stepped into the temple. There were quite a few people who came to Xiaguang Temple to pray for Buddha, most of them were rich and powerful in the capital.

Yan Pengyu was among them. Although he was dressed in a low-key manner, the aura of a superior person on his body could not be eliminated. Fortunately, there were many powerful people here, so he was not conspicuous among them.

The interior of Xiaguang Temple is resplendent and resplendent. A huge Buddha statue sits on the lotus platform. The Buddha statue is plated with gold. At first glance, it seems that the eyes are full of golden light, and nothing else can be seen.

Yan Peng sneered in his heart, and bought a stick of incense from the Shami of Xiaguang Temple expressionlessly.

He handed the incense to Youfu and said, "Go and worship."

You Blessed said "ah", and wanted to say something, then remembered that the man next to him was the most honorable man in the whole banquet, so he obediently went up to pay his respects.

He bowed down to the golden Buddha statue piously, and said silently in his heart: I hope the master can achieve his wishes.

After worshiping, he inserted the sandalwood in his hand into the incense insert, and a piece of burnt incense ash fell from the curling green smoke and fell on the incense insert plate.

"Let's go." Yan Peng said indifferently.

You Fu patted his knee, trotted to catch up with Yan Peng behind him, but saw that the latter suddenly changed his footsteps after walking out of the Buddhist hall, and turned to the depths of Xiaguang Temple.