Tai sui

Xi Ping weighed it up, and thought that it was all coming, and the Immortal Venerable must not be able to beat him out because of a hammer, so he declared his name frankly, and finally bowed his hands again, and readily admitted his mistake: "The Immortal Sir, I was wrong. I was detained in Jinping since I was a child. I have never seen such a unique gong. The door regulations did not say that it is not allowed to use Daotong’s gong hammer. I just wanted to borrow it to open my eyes. I didn’t expect you to sleep too. It's time, and you almost miss early class."

Luo Xianzun: "..."

You just fell asleep!

Zhou Xi felt a toothache when he heard it. He had seen this Yongning Hou Shizi next to the third child ten years ago. At that time, this kid was only as big as a bean, and he was no longer a fuel-efficient lamp.Unexpectedly, after going around for so many years, evil fate caused troubles, and he became a classmate again, it was like a dream to go back to the imperial study.

"Xi Shiyong," Luo Xianzun dragged his milky voice, chewing Xi Ping's name viciously, "it's interesting."

Then he flicked his "sleeves", ignored Xi Ping, and said condescendingly to the disciples: "I, Luo Qingshi, have practiced in Qianxiu Temple for 50 years, and you are the No. 15 mortal disciples sent to me. Many of you trash got here through your ancestors’ shade, so you must know it yourself. I’ll put my ugly words in front of you: the whole journey of cultivation depends entirely on yourself, even if you enter the Qianxiu Temple, you may not be able to open your spiritual orifice.”

All the disciples who had connections in their families knew that the "short Rakshasa" of Qianxiu Temple could not be offended. At the moment, the Qiankun Pagoda was very quiet, and no one wanted to be targeted by him.

"On the first day of morning class, I want to recognize my face." Luo Qingshi drooped his eyelids, his eyes wandered around the disciples, and then fell on Xi Ping, "Let's start with you—this Junior Brother Xi."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xi Ping felt an invisible hand grabbing his skirt and pulling him forward so violently that his hip almost hit the corner of the table.Xi Ping twisted his butt in time, and narrowly avoided the corner of the stone table. Before he could scold his mother, he had already been dragged to the small platform under the stone steps.

Immediately, his eyes blurred, and he was locked in a narrow passage that only allowed one person to pass through.

The voices of Luo Qingshi and his classmates were separated from him immediately, and they were not so real.

Xi Ping was once pulled into a mustard by General Zhi in Anle Township, once he was born and cooked twice. At this moment, he immediately knew that he had been pulled into a mustard again, and he said in his heart that it was really "like a master": Luo Juxian's mustards are all Spacious than others!

Luo Qingshi said: "This is called 'inspiration mustard seed', which can detect whether you are born spiritual or blunt. The so-called 'inspiration' is the third eye between your eyebrows, which can distinguish spirit from turbidity and observe things and Qi. Today, I and you are the first time When we meet each other, we will use it to find out the bottom line so that we can teach students according to their aptitude in the coming year."

"There are six forks in the mustard, the first fork chooses one of two, the second one chooses one of four, and so on, the last fork has 64 paths, and only one path can be taken out—the one with the most aura. If you go wrong, the aura will gradually thin out, and you will end up at a dead end, you have to go back and choose again; there are still a few wrong paths, you have to be careful, there is a lot of turbidity inside, and everything is possible, whoever has a blunt inspiration , bad luck..." Luo Qingshi sneered when he said this, "Then I hope my life is better——those who can't get out within a stick of incense are born with slow inspiration. Classes come an hour earlier than others."

Xi Ping: "..."

At three o'clock Maoshi, one hour earlier, is this to organize them to get up and crow?

Luo Qingshi: "Daotong point..."

"Disciple Zhou Xi," His Royal Highness suddenly said loudly, "I have something unclear, and I would like to invite my elder brother."

Luo Qingshi raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and said in a neutral tone: "Oh, Fourth Prince...Your Highness, what advice do you have?"

"Don't dare," Zhou Xi straightened her waist, and said neither humble nor overbearing, "Excuse me, Xianzun, just now you mentioned 'spiritual energy' and 'turbid energy' repeatedly, and you also said that this mustard can only come out when it finds the path with 'the strongest spiritual energy'. But Xianzun hasn't taught us what 'spiritual energy' and 'turbid energy' are..."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Qingshi interrupted him "milkishly": "Young children can't speak, and they don't know what is 'sweet' and what is 'bitter', but they will laugh when they eat candy, and lick it." Medicine can cry. You are all famous people, do you want me to teach you how to dress and eat?"

Zhou Xi's status is noble, and the half-immortal in charge of Qianxiu Temple is still polite when he sees him, and his disciples in the same class give him three points.

Luo Qingshi: "Light up the incense!"

Xi Ping could hear people talking outside, but couldn't see them.

From the eyes of the other disciples in the Qiankun Pagoda, Xi Ping seemed to be trapped in a transparent glass ball, and his feet were three feet off the ground out of thin air, hanging in mid-air.

In Jiazi, the sky, earth, and abyss are all folded. Everyone saw Xi Ping stepping forward, as if walking forward. The steps were not small, but the person was always hanging in place. Only the road in Jiazi kept changing.Soon, he came to the first fork in the road.

What kind of aura and turbidity did not sound human, anyway, Xi Ping didn't understand a single word.

Since you can't think of a reason after thinking about it blindly, it's better not to waste your brain, forget it, and come back if you make a mistake.

So Luo Xianzun's word "Xiang" that stretched for two miles hadn't stopped yet, Xi Ping had already chosen the one on the left without hesitation.

Seeing his self-confidence, the other disciples thought they were safe, but Zhou Xi caught a glimpse of Luo Qingshi's malicious smile, and said to himself: Xi Shiyong must have chosen the wrong one.

Short Rakshasa is notoriously small-bellied, and his inspiration must be completely controlled by him. If he intends to punish others, the first wrong path is probably the so-called "turbidity-filled" dangerous path.

Zhou Xi hesitated for a moment, thinking of King Zhuang, he actually doubted that his third elder brother's hands and eyes could reach Qianxiu Temple... Anyway, he and Yongning Hou Shizi had better save face, so he wanted to speak out to Xi Ping warned.

But the change in the mustard came faster than he had imagined, and before Zhou Xi could think up what to say, Xi Ping stopped abruptly.Almost at the same time, the transparent mustard seeds darkened without warning, and Xi Ping inside was swallowed by darkness!

Immediately afterwards, there was a deafening roar in the darkness, and the disciples sitting in the front row were caught off guard and almost turned over the desks of the people behind them in shock.

Xi Ping, who was in the mustard seed, felt a horrific chill rushing towards his face, and before he could react to what was going on, a strong smell of blood came up from the ground.Suddenly, a blue-faced and long-fanged head appeared out of the darkness, the size of a watermelon, with its bloody mouth wide open, screaming and bumping into it head-on, as if it wanted to bite off his head!

On the narrow road, there is no place to hide on the left or right!

The smile on Luo Qingshi's face became more obvious: "I told you to be careful, some people..."

The next moment, his words were interrupted by another growl.

Xi Ping is surly and willful. When he is in a good mood, he catches up with him and looks at each other pleasingly. Maybe he can retreat once in a while. He never gives way when encountering a narrow road.

When he was six years old, this guy dared to step forward with a stick when he met a vicious dog on the road, not to mention he has grown a room tall now.

Seeing that there was no place to hide, Xi Ping simply took a step forward, stretched his arms against the vicious head, and was knocked back several dozen steps.

How could Xi Ping agree to bite him with sharp teeth on his head?So he used all his strength to grab the lumps on its cheeks!

The head was full of sores and bloody, and it was impossible to take a closer look at it. It was the first time in his life that someone pinched his face and made fun of him. He was stunned for a moment, and then roared furiously at the big hooligan.

Its roar seemed to be able to stir directly into people's brains, and Xi Ping, who was facing the roar, was dizzy for a while due to the shock of the sound.

At this moment, Xi Ping didn't cover his ears with his hands, so he could only open his mouth to let go of the deafening roar, but his chest was still stuffy and congested, and he wanted to vomit.

So he simply raised his voice and responded - it's better to yell than to spit out.

These two yelled in the mustard seeds for half a moment, their spirits were full, the whole Qiankun Pagoda trembled, all the disciples were dumbfounded, they didn't know what happened inside.

Luo Qingshi couldn't take it anymore: "Shut up!"

Mustard Seed's head turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared.

Xi Ping rushed forward out of inertia and almost fell to the ground.He coughed dryly twice, and found that he had retreated to the original fork in the road.

The mustard seeds became clear again, and Xi Ping returned to the eyes of the disciples.

Luo Qingshi glanced at the incense table, and knew that this kid would never get out of the mustard.

Sitting next to him, he closed his eyes and recuperated, and "sang" in a long voice: "It's halfway through a stick of incense, and Junior Brother Xi hasn't walked through the first fork in the road..."

Xi Ping turned a deaf ear to the mustard, and quickly turned to the right side of the fork.

He ran fast with long legs, and he saw the second fork in a short while.

Xi Ping stopped, and looked at his feet thoughtfully—with his extraordinary hearing, he could hear the sound of his footsteps on different roads with different sounds: when he was walking on the wrong road, the footsteps were slightly heavier, like There was an echo; and on the correct road on the right, the footsteps were obviously "cleaner".

Without time to think about it, Xi Ping decided to try again.He closed his eyes, and quickly stomped his feet on the four intersections. Sure enough, there were subtle differences in the sound of footsteps on the four roads.

Xi Ping chose the one with the quietest footsteps and rushed out, and he did the same for all the forked roads after that—just like Luo Qingshi said, the spiritual energy on the wrong road became thinner and thinner, and the spiritual energy on the correct road became stronger and stronger. The difference between light and heavy footsteps is easier to recognize.

All the disciples saw that he was able to choose the most dangerous situation when he was right or wrong. It took more than half of the time at the beginning, thinking that it must be more thrilling later, but he didn't expect him to be like a wild donkey, and he went straight to the scene in one breath. Passed to the end.

It seems that they went astray in the first place just to coax them to play!

Luo Qingshi thought Xi Ping was dead, so he didn't even open his eyes.He spoke slowly, and before he finished the previous sentence, Xi Ping had already passed the last fork in the road.

Luo Qingshi didn't realize it, and was still singing a one-man show: "...It seems that I want to go to the Qiankun Pagoda to beat the gong at the third quarter of the Yin hour tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone answer from the high platform: "Ah, I'm out, do I still have to go?"

Luo Qingshi jumped up as if his tail had been stepped on, and saw Xi Ping standing outside Jiezi with his beard and tail.

Xi Ping is usually very active. Although he had just run a long and thrilling lap, he came out and stood still for a while, and he was out of breath.Early in the morning, a strand of untied hair fell out, and he brushed it back nonchalantly. Not only did he not look embarrassed, but he also had a different kind of unruliness.

Luo Qingshi's round eyes were distorted, and he seemed to want to lure a thunderbolt to send Xi Ping back to his ancestral grave. At this time, Zhou Xi interjected again at the right time: "Brother, our class of disciples is more than previous years. If everyone wants to test their inspiration, I'm afraid it will be faster."

The corners of Luo Qingshi's mouth were curled into a slit, and he held back his temper with difficulty. With a flick of his sleeves, he rolled Xi Ping back into his seat, and said through gritted teeth, "Okay, okay, Xi Shiyong, it's interesting. No wonder he still thinks he's pretty good."

After finishing speaking, he said bitterly to Daotong: "Inspiration first class, write it down, the next one—"

The disciples watching the excitement lowered their heads in unison once again, and the atmosphere was so sad that it seemed like filial sons and virtuous grandchildren mourning their ancestors.

As soon as Luo Qingshi stretched out his hand, the rice boy next to him turned around rustlingly and handed over the list of disciples.Xi Ping's name happened to be the last one, so Luo Qingshi simply followed him backwards: "Yao Qi, Yao Ziming."

Taking advantage of Yao Qi's trembling as he walked up, Zhou Xi whispered to Xi Ping, "Xianzun Luo is close to the middle stage of foundation establishment, and he must be regarded as a senior even if the Tianji Pavilion sees him. Shiyong, although he will not wait with me A mortal who has not yet opened his spiritual aperture is serious about it, so you shouldn't play tricks on him just because of your talent."

Xi Ping listened to the first few sentences, but he didn't know where His Highness said the last sentence, wondering: "When did I play him?"

Zhou Xi gave him a look of "you just need to understand", and didn't talk to him again.

Just now when Luo Qingshi announced the "first-class inspiration", Zhou Xi's eyes changed when he looked at Xi Ping—the natural "first-class inspiration" was unique in the crowd, and it was the legendary "betting with eyes closed". "Win", if you talk about intuition, they may be more accurate than ordinary demigods.

For such a person, it is impossible to make a wrong choice at the first fork in the road.

So Zhou Xi came to the conclusion: Xi Shiyong definitely did it on purpose.

Having heard about the arrogance of the Yongninghou family, Zhou Xi glanced at Xi Ping's "pretending to be innocent" face, and felt that seeing is better than hearing a hundred times—a real person is more powerful than a legend.

At this time, Yao Qi had already entered the inspiration mustard.

Maybe it was running around at night, Mr. Yao's leg was shaking so much that he could see it outside his robe.All the way, I hung my waist in fear, wishing I could stick my belly to the ground and crawl.Every time he came to a fork in the road, Yao Qi had to close his eyes and mumble for a long time before making a decision. He didn't know whether he was doing something or praying for the protection of his ancestors.

However, although he worked hard, his luck was really not very good.

Just after passing two forks, something happened in the mustard seed, and it was dark again.

If Xi Ping was punished maliciously, then Yao Qi was simply unlucky. Even Luo Qingshi didn't expect him to run into someone who opened the door.

Before Yao Qi saw what happened, he instinctively turned around and ran away, but it was too late.

Soon, he was also swallowed into a cloud of black air. Compared with Xi Ping's playful duet, the movement that came this time was much more tragic.In the darkness, there was an ominous ripping sound first, followed by screams of different tunes, mixed with the sound of sharp weapons cutting flesh... The disciples in the first few rows couldn't sit still anymore, and moved their seats back one after another.

It wasn't until the stick of incense was completely burned that the black mustard seeds spurted people out.

The black air dissipated, and Young Master Yao threw himself to the ground.His back seemed to have been bitten by a ferocious beast, and several paw prints turned the flesh out.

Yao Qi was laying on the ground dying, his face was like gold paper, he seemed to be breathing in but not coming out.

The whispers in Qiankun Pagoda fell silent for an instant.

Luo Qingshi pinched his nose and waved his hands in disgust, and the two rice boys stepped forward at a uniform speed, picked up Yao Qi, and stuffed a pill into his mouth.The elixir was indeed something from the Immortal family, and the wound on Yao Qi's back healed quickly as soon as he took it in, and blood immediately turned on his face.By the time he was placed on the stone chair, he had already woken up and was able to sit up.

However, as soon as he opened his eyes, he heard Luo Qingshi announce: "Tomorrow morning class, you come to Qiankun Pagoda an hour earlier, next one."

When Young Master Yao heard the bad news, he rolled his eyes and passed away again.

In an instant, Xi Ping was surrounded by sights calling for help from all directions, and for a moment he didn't know where to turn his face.He had no choice but to lower his head and speak in a low voice: "The footsteps on the wrong road are a little louder, and there is an echo."

The disciples rushing to the doctor hurriedly took notes, but Zhou Xi frowned, and interjected: "Don't just listen to others, everyone's inspiration is different, and too much trust in other people's experience will easily lead you astray. If you really don't know What to do, after entering Mustard Seed, you can try to clear away distracting thoughts, close your eyes and move forward. I think it will not be too difficult to test the inspiration level of us mortal disciples, as long as you don’t panic, you should be able to come out.”

Xi Ping felt that what he said was quite reasonable, so he nodded in agreement: "Yes, that's right."

Zhou Xi glanced at him inexplicably—the reason why people's "inspiration" is called "third eye" is because it is chaotic and overrides the five senses.

Only the half-immortal who has opened the spiritual orifice can attach inspiration to specific audio-visual touches, which is called "psychic psychic".

If you can already psychic, what are you doing here?This Xi Shiyong is disrespectful to his seniors and playing tricks; bragging and intentionally misleading his classmates is really nothing.

Sure enough, as Zhou Xi said, even though Luo Qingshi's face was stinky, he really didn't intentionally embarrass his disciples.When the difference between spirit and turbidity in mustard seeds is small and difficult to distinguish, there are few forks in the road and it is easy to get confused.Although there will be more and more forks in the future, and the spiritual energy will gradually become stronger, as long as the disciples are determined enough, [-] to [-]% of them will be able to close their eyes and touch it out before a stick of incense burns out.

Except for Xi Ping, who was maliciously targeted, and Yao Qi, who was particularly "lucky", no one encountered the situation of mustard seeds being hacked.

Among them, Lin Zhenfeng, a direct descendant of the Lin family, and Zhou Xi, the Fourth Highness, are the most stable.

Zhou Xi has graded spirit stones blindfolded since she was six years old.He walked into the mustard seeds generously, closed his eyes, and stretched out his hand to sense every fork in the road for a moment, and he was able to pick out a road within a few breaths.Passed through the six crossroads once, took a step back and didn't go back, and came out in less than a moment, and saluted Luo Qingshi calmly amidst the amazement of all the disciples.

Luo Qingshi didn't lift his eyelids, he waved his hand at him: "Well, let's go down."

Zhou Xi didn't take it seriously, and walked back with a decent smile.However, before he could sit back, he heard Luo Qingshi say to Daotong next to him: "The second kind of inspiration."

The smile on Zhou Xi's face froze instantly.

Luo Qingshi: "It's all over, the ones that fail..."

Zhou Xi said, "Brother, please, what is your standard for grading inspirations? I know the gap, so I can make up for it with diligence in the future."

"What I'm measuring is innate inspiration. It doesn't count what you have learned from playing with spirit stones since childhood," Luo Qingshi said impatiently, "But you know that hard work can make up for one's weakness. It's good, keep it up."

These words seemed to be a compliment, but Zhou Xi felt that it was awkward to say it.

Luo Qingshi seemed to be afraid that he would not be awkward enough, and when he said this, he glanced at Xi Ping without holding back his fart: "Ten or eight years can make up for the natural gap."

Xi Ping: "..."

What does this person mean by sowing dissension in broad daylight?

"I forgot to mention that you have a quota of spirit stones in Qianxiu Temple, three sapphires per month. No matter in the future, you must use spirit stones to flush the spirit orifice or drive the fairy weapon. All the half-immortals in charge of Qianxiu Temple , and those of us who preach, are qualified to give rewards and punishments to your spirit stones." Luo Qingshi combined the disciple roster, "One will be deducted once in the morning class, and if you fail the inspiration test just now, see you at three o'clock tomorrow." , don't be too late."

After finishing speaking, the azure shadow flashed, Luo Qingshi's voice fell, and the person had already arrived at the gate of Qiankun Pagoda, and walked away.

Xi Ping was about to talk to Zhou Xi, but he saw that His Royal Highness had already turned around to greet Yao Qi, who was close at hand, but seemed to be deaf suddenly, and did not hear Xi Ping calling him.

Xi Ping never put a hot face on a cold butt. Feeling the sudden alienation from His Royal Highness, he simply got up and left without asking why.

This Qianxiu Temple, which is so picky, will give three pieces of sapphire in one month, and pay back the buckle.

"Rare," Xi Ping didn't take it to heart, "Master has plenty."

A sapphire would be burnt within seven or eight days on average of a white jade, and the sapphire with dry spiritual energy would turn into muddy gray earth and rocks.When Xi Ping changed the spirit stone by himself for the first time, he couldn't figure it out, and it took him a long time to get it right.

After exchanging the spirit stones, Xi Ping heaved a sigh of relief, casually picked one from the box and threw it to Banou.

It is said that Dragon Trainer Lock needs to be driven by "spiritual consciousness". Xi Ping has not yet learned how to control the so-called "spiritual consciousness". If you put a drop of blood on it, it will probably have a three-four-day response.

However, except for the blood that was accidentally rubbed on it for the first time, Xi Ping has never used the dragon taming lock again - he always believes that "surveillance" and "control" are two-way, and if he "locks" others, is he free?Enough support.

As long as the half-occupation doesn't bite him, he doesn't care where the little thing goes and what it does... He just hopes that the little monster can grow up like what the fragment says, understand human words early, and work for the young master.

When the dragon trainer lock had a sensor before, Xi Ping didn't feel the difference between "hungry and full" after eating the spirit stone, let alone the sensor disappeared now, and he didn't know how much to feed.However, when the spirit stone is almost burned out, the koi will change color. The little monster is a living thing, and it will naturally indicate that it is hungry.

Xi Ping closed the Lingshi box, stuffed it in the cabinet, and went to morning class... He has been taken care of since he was a child, and he has no habit of locking the cabinet door casually.

As a result, that night, as soon as Xi Ping opened the door, he felt that he had stepped on something. He looked down and saw an empty wooden box...it looked familiar.

and many more!

Suddenly, Xi Ping felt ominous, and rushed into the house in three steps at a time, only to see Banou lying on the ground, with his belly bulging more than half a foot, unconscious, with a faint blue light shining from his body.

The door of the cabinet next to it was opened wide, and a box full of spirit stones disappeared!