Into the Pirated Cultivation Text

Rong Xin dubiously took a spirit peach, wiped it off with his clothes, and tasted it, "It's really sweet, even sweeter than the one from Master!"

Ye Linran smiled again, "Eat slowly, there are some. I'll keep them for you in the future, if you want to eat, just come to me."

The spiritual fruits of Misty Peak are everywhere, and this place is full of spiritual energy. Except for a few sundries, Xuan Ce has never let outside disciples in, so many spiritual herbs and spiritual fruits are left unattended. .

Ye Linran wrapped the unfinished peaches in silk cloth, tied a knot, and handed them to Rong Xin, "If you're hungry at night, you can still eat it."

"Wow, junior brother, you're so considerate!" Rong Xinle accepted it with a smile.

The two separated at the gate of Taoyuan, Rong Xin planned to go back to Xinxueyuan to have a good sleep, but when he arrived at the gate, he was followed by a cold stare.

"Second senior brother, come out for a walk?" There is no star or moon tonight, why are everyone out to shake?

Feng Tingyun saw the spirit peach in his hand, and said coldly, "You still have time to pick spirit peaches?"

Rong Xin paused in his chest, "Second Senior Brother, do you want to eat? These peaches are big and sweet, even sweeter than the jujubes from last time."

It's good that Rong Xin didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, Feng Tingyun's face turned cold again, "Don't eat."

If you don't eat, don't eat, don't let me stuff your mouth again today!

Rong Xin was probably really sleepy and tired. There was no Dongpeng special drink or Red Bull here. He just wanted to find a bed to sleep in. "Senior brother, watch the moon well, I'll go back to sleep."

Feng Tingyun called out to him, "Wait."

He walked a few steps in the courtyard before he spoke, "Junior Brother Mu said, do you want to go to the Baimen Fangdou Conference next month?"

Rong Xin nodded, "The conference is held at Longhumen near Tianjin City, I want to go home and have a look."

"All disciples participating in the conference must be above the Golden Core stage." Feng Tingyun said lightly.

Of course Rong Xin knows, otherwise why is he working so hard now!Getting up early, cultivating, and being whipped by the master, isn't it just to be eligible to participate in this dungeon?

It is not written in the book that the younger junior sister appeared at the meeting, so she missed the plot of the three of them having a Yaksha in Liaozhuang on the way back to the mountain.

"I will." But in fact, he has no confidence at all.

Suddenly, a dark shadow fell in front of him, something was hung around his neck, Rong Xin took a closer look, it was a shiny white jade.

Through his clothes, Rong Xin could feel the cold air emanating from the white jade.

"This is?"

The person who brought him the white jade changed back to that cold expression in an instant, "This is Bai Xuanyu, which can help you form alchemy smoothly."

Bai Xuanyu?

Is this the thousand-year-old white black jade that Feng Tingyun's island owner father wanted to nourish when he planted Chilling Gu on him?

It is said that when this piece of white Xuanyu is cultivated to milky white, it can be made into Huiyang Zhenshui. Ordinary people who take Huiyang Zhenshui can bring back life from the dead, white bones and flesh. People who cultivate immortals can change their physique after taking it, and their cultivation base will greatly increase. It's amazing!

Feng Tingyun relied on this thing to reshape his body after being destroyed by the snake in Xiangshuiyuan, and returned to the realm of comprehension to complete his great cause of revenge.

If it is placed outside, it must be the treasure of the cultivation world, the treasure that everyone fights for.

However, Feng Tingyun wants to give him this treasure now?

"I just borrowed it from you, and you will return it to me intact after you have formed the pill." Feng Tingyun's voice carried a hint of awkwardness.

Forgive me, I dare not ask for it!

This is a treasure that Brother Feng has worked so hard to cultivate with his own body. I will rely on it to save lives in the future.

Rong Xin stuffed it into his arms tremblingly.

Strange to say, the jade was cold on Feng Tingyun's body, but soon became slightly warm when it came to him.

Sure enough, he was the man planted with Chilling Gu!

No, what should I do if he has a cold attack?Wouldn't it be even more uncomfortable for him without this piece of jade?

"Brother, this piece of jade is so important to you, why don't you take it back?" Rong Xin struggled, although he really wanted to improve his cultivation, he didn't want to build on the pain of others.

Unexpectedly, Feng Tingyun's face turned colder, "Take it if you tell me."

Rong Xin is not only a bastard, but also a soft bone. He compromised once he was trained, "That's good."

Only then did Feng Tingyun step up and prepare to leave.

This time, Rong Xin still jumped in front of him, and took out the biggest peach from the silk cloth, "Brother, this peach is really sweet, you can try it."

We people in the capital are hospitable and hospitable, you can't leave empty-handed, right?Rong Xin is a newcomer here, only the spirit fruit contributed by Ye Xiaodi, borrowing flowers to offer Buddha once, isn't it an exaggeration?

Feng Tingyun looked at the pink peach handed over by his slender fingers, his heart moved, he put it in his sleeve, raised his chin, and left.

This person is really awkward, almost as good as his roommate.

Rong Xin secretly smiled behind his back, and finally went back to sleep.

Day by day, Rong Xin went to Zhenzhi Garden early every day, Xuan Ce made him practice in different ways, these few days, Xuan Ce let him wave a whip at a bamboo in the garden.

His master also has a strange requirement: Every whip that is swung down cannot damage the bamboo tube, but can only chop off the burrs on the outside.

Rong Xin destroyed several bamboos. As long as he chopped them off, he had to run around the Garden of Zhenzhi. Rong Xin ran until his calf became thick, and finally caught one that was not broken.

After he finished this hurtful task, he carved two words on the bamboo: Master.

Then continue to swing the whip at the bamboo.

That night, when Rong Xin was meditating, he felt that his internal organs were being scorched by a stream of heat, and his whole body was enveloped in a high temperature. , so as not to make it difficult for him to breathe.

I don't know how long it took, the hot air condensed from all parts of the body and hit his abdomen, like a fire burning his body, making him shiver.

Rong Xin was sobbing in pain, in a daze, he felt that someone was holding his back, and slowly pouring in cool air to help him sort out the heat.

This feeling was so comfortable, Rong Xin leaned towards him and grabbed the man with all his strength, hoping to gain more coolness.

The man's body was stiff at first, but then he seemed to accept his approach, a cool and pure smell penetrated into his nostrils, carrying a hint of coolness.

Rong Xin gradually pictured a snow mountain in his mind. Its taste is cold and ethereal, without any impurities. Because of this purity, it is somewhat broad and desolate, like a snowfield covered by firs, far away and not easy to approach.

But this snow-capped mountain accepted him, causing the heat in his body to gradually recede to one place and subside gradually.

When Rong Xin opened his eyes, he was at the Zhenzhi Pavilion.

He was lying on the bed where Master usually meditated, and there was no one in the pavilion.

Strange, isn't he sitting in his own room and adjusting his breath?Why did you come here again?

Did it come from sleepwalking?Huh, has he been forced to this point by Xuan Ce?

Save the child, if this continues, he will go crazy!

Rong Xin got down and went to find Xuan Ce.

"Master?" Rong Xin found no one in his room, "Master!"

Rong Xin didn't call anyone, he continued to go back to the pavilion, after a while, someone from above the garden came with a sword, that person was a square jade tree, dressed in white, it was his master Xuan Ce.

Rong Xin yelled over and over again, "Are you back?"

Xuan Ce put the cold blue sword into the ring, and Rong Xin knew that his sword was the divine sword made by Yu Du, the founder of Bailing Villa, named Xi Qing, which was the same as Xiao Yue's Soul Bing, It is a unique artifact in the world.

Xuan Ce once used it to kill the fierce beast Nine Infants of Lei Huanshan, but unfortunately after that, Xuan Ce seldom came out of the mountain, and he didn't care about the world, and few people remembered him anymore.

Rong Xin felt that this sword...was inexplicably familiar.

Xuan Ce flicked his sleeves, took a few glances at Rong Xin, "Is there still depression in the inner palace?"

Rong Xin replied to him, "No, Master, have I formed an alchemy?"

Xuan Ce nodded, "What do you think?"

Rong Xin thought for a while, and replied, "Very hungry. I want to eat grilled fish, grilled chicken legs, and spirit peaches."

Xuance stopped walking towards the pavilion.

Rong Xin grinned and continued, "Master, I feel very good. It's just that I didn't know why my whole body was so hot last night...By the way, did I sleepwalk to you? Hey, look, I'm cultivating so fast. Crazy, why don't you give me a vacation?"

Xuan Ce glanced lightly at him with his light-colored eyes, "Last night? Do you know how long you have been in meditation?"

"Ah?" Rong Xin blinked, "How long?" Isn't it overnight?

"Three days and nights."

Rong Xin was surprised, didn't he, he slept for three days and three nights?

Take a look, Xuan Ce, seeing you tired the child and making up for such a long time of sleep, take a look at yourself, don't you feel distressed?

"Now that the alchemy has been formed, let's go to prepare for the Baimen Fangdou Conference. From tomorrow onwards, there will be no need to come to Zhenzhiyuan." Xuan Ce held the teacup with his hand and mossed the lid.

Rong Xin immediately realized that Xuan Ce was going to give him a holiday!

Rong Xin pulled Xuan Ce's sleeve happily, "Master is so kind, by the way, Master, on the way back to the sect from Longhumen, can I drop by?"

Xuan Ce saw that his hands were irregular, but he didn't pull them away, "Cultivators should ignore everything and not be disturbed. Forget it, you haven't returned for three years, so go back and have a look."

Rong Xin wanted to jump up and give him a hug, and thought to himself, as expected, only when the teacher is not teaching homework, the teacher is a close and intimate gesture.

When Rong Xin left the Zhenzhi Garden, he remembered that Master hadn't told him how he got to the Zhenzhi Garden.

It doesn't matter, anyway, in the end he successfully formed the alchemy and was able to go to the dungeon, Rong Xin felt that he was ready to change his fate soon!

"Little sister."

Rong Xin looked over and saw a group of people walking towards Xinxueyuan. Feng Tingyun, Mu Jing and Zhao Tingyu were all there. Besides, there was a man with a firm face and a rock-like body standing beside him holding a sword .

This man has a strong body and a rigid expression, but he is as tasteless as a stone.

Rong Xin guessed his identity right away, "Why are you here? Senior brother, have you left the customs?"

Senior brother Lu Changming didn't show any expression, just nodded.

Rong Xin was surprised. He said that Lu Changming, as the eldest disciple of Misty Peak, practiced ruthless swordsmanship. Although the seven emotions and six desires are taboos for practitioners, there are only a few people who can really cut emotions. Most of them just reduce emotions and desires. To be ruthless is to have no way, and to learn the way is not to be ruthless, but to forget one's feelings, but this Lu Changming's swordsmanship really cuts down on one's feelings.

"Junior Sister, congratulations on your formation of a golden pill." Zhao Tingyu smiled at Yanyan, "I passed by Misty Peak today and found out that you have formed a golden pill, so I came here to see you."

"That's right, Junior Sister, I didn't expect you to successfully form the alchemy within a month. You are really tough." Mu Jing said.

Feng Tingyun stood aside and still didn't say anything, but Rong Xin had a feeling that this person finally didn't give him the feeling of "he's going to fuck me again".

I don't know if it is his illusion?

Rong Xin said coolly, "Senior brother, my Long Ling whip is a little lonely. I've been smoking bamboo for a month. I wonder if it will be more fragrant when it is smoked?"

"Junior Sister, um, your whip hasn't recognized its owner yet, right? We came here today to see its true power, but I'm not the only one who wants to see it."

Zhao Tingyu also chuckled, "Junior Sister, I'm leaving for Dragon and Tiger Gate tomorrow, while I'm still at the gate, why not recognize the Lord earlier, so as not to cause accidents outside."

Only then did Rong Xin put away his playfulness, and found the Longling whip in the Qiankun bag. This whip was silver and red, with a total of nine sections. When it came out, the silver joints and the red head of the whip were shiny and very beautiful.

When Rong Xin stimulated the aura, a stream of air rushed out of the dantian in his abdomen. The air flow seemed to recognize the way, and it was directly entangled with Long Ling's whip. After the whip in his hand was injected by this air flow, it seemed that he had found a suitable position. With two clicks, it directly turned into a silver-red round ring on Rong Xin's little finger.

When Rong Xin waved his hand again, the whip immediately turned into a nine-section shape, and several red lights sizzled around the nine-section whip like an electric current, and the joints of each section were glowing with silver light, like nine heavens above the dark clouds rolling The Cang Lei that appeared in surprise, with red light shining in the silver and white, is mysterious and treacherous.

Rong Xin learned the moves he had learned a few days ago, and waved his whip at the bamboo forest. The whip was startled away like a swimming dragon. Xin's beautiful and heroic face was even more exquisite.

When Rong Xin harvested the whip into a ring again, everyone's eyes changed.