Peng Sili raised his hands and pushed open the two wooden doors.

In the room, the floor was covered with ice crystals, emitting a hint of cold air.

Shirakawa, tall and thin, feminine, thin lips and lacking blood, stood in front of the case with his hands behind his back and glanced at him: "What's the situation?"

Peng Sili, who had an ordinary appearance, lowered his eyebrows and looked pleased: "Horse Xu Jianhou has brought people back to the wooden courtyard, and there are a lot of discussions in the prison."

He briefly introduced the follow-up situation and finally said: "According to the investigation, Muyuan has had no contact with Ji Ping'an before."

"It doesn't mean there is no," Shirakawa said, "I don't believe in coincidence."

People who are good at scheming often like conspiracy theories. Shirakawa repeatedly thinks that he is being put on by Xu Xiurong.

Peng Sili tentatively said: "It is said that Ji Ping'an once said that the reason why he was worshipped in the wooden courtyard was that his talent was suitable, and the other was that... Xu Jianhou looked good."

At the end, his tone was a little awkward and he felt it was too ridiculous.

In fact, almost no one took it seriously, and everyone thought it was an excuse for Ji Ping'an to speculate.

Good-looking? Shirakawa was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but conspiracy theory: Could it be that he would fail in the beauty plan?

He shivered, shook his head, removed this ridiculous idea, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice:

"It's over, no matter whether it's a plan or a coincidence."

Peng Sili echoed:

"What the Marquis of Jian said was very much. This time, the wooden courtyard escaped by chance, but it was just a stagnant. The advantage lies in me, but after this, we can no longer take it lightly."

"Oh?" Shirakawa said with interest: "What do you think?"

Peng Sili approached and muttered for a moment. Shirakawa raised his eyebrows and pondered, "Just do what you said."

...

In the room.

"What did you say?"

Xu Xiurong was almost unable to maintain the dignity of his master, with his eyes wide open and his expression exaggerated.

Ji Ping'an sighed, thinking, why after so many years, the stupid apprentice was still as restless as before.

He explained: "Actually, I had already cultivated my energy a few days ago. As for my cultivation, huh, the national master left me some suitable elixirs."

He explains it in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

...So, it is possible to conceal the time of enlightenment, and with the innate wood nature and sufficient top-quality elixirs... There is no precedent in the world of cultivation.

In the Pirudao Sect, there is a saying that "a golden elixir is swallowed into the stomach, and my life is not the same as heaven", which shows that.

But Xu Xiurong still felt that it was unreal. The key is... Such precious elixirs were wasted in the Qi nourishing realm, and the poor actress was inexplicably sad.

She let out a deep breath and then gave a serious reminder:

"Pills are just auxiliary, so don't rely too much on them. The Qi-nourishing realm is fine. When the level of higher level is in the future, the effect of elixir on cultivation will be greatly reduced. And taking it for a long time will be harmful but not beneficial."

Ji Ping'an expressed humbly accepting it and never abuse it, and asked the actress officials to keep the secret for him for the time being.

Xu Xiurong agreed happily and said:

"I will hide this matter for you, and there is no need to pay attention to the discussions in the prison. We are practitioners after all, and the key to resisting all storms. Since we are admitted to the hospital, we will practice quietly in the future, and go out to get familiar with other classmates later and go to class tomorrow."

Ji Ping'an stood up and bowed: "Yes."

...

There is a stream in the Imperial Heaven Prison, with many buildings scattered by the river, and the wooden courtyard is the largest one.

The five major branches have their own characteristics, and the wood yard has the most shade. If you accidentally walk in, it is like being in an imperial garden.

In the center of the "Garden", there is a courtyard called "Siji Pavilion", which is where Sichens learn. A giant willow in the courtyard hangs like a cover.

The next day.

When Ji Ping'an and Huang He who had put on new clothes arrived, they saw that the other eight "members" had arrived.

Mu Yaoyao and others all looked at each other. Although they had seen each other yesterday, everyone was still curious about Ji Ping'an, the legendary student.

"You're all here, sit down." The middle-aged Si Li in the head said with a smile.

There are few disciples in the Wooden Court, so I am too lazy to separate in class. Everyone sits together, and Si Li answers questions and teaches them.

However, today there are new people who will talk about some basic knowledge of practice as usual.

The middle-aged Si Li smiled and said, "This place is called 'Siji Pavilion', which was personally taken by the national teacher in the past. Do you know the meaning?"

The old students have heard this passage, but no one answered it because they knew it was not for them to tell them.

Huang He's supporting actor shook his head: "What does it mean?"

Middle-aged Si Li said: "The metaphor is that the four seasons rotate, with spring as the leader, and our wooden courtyard is the 'Sun Star', and all things are born, which is also the beginning of the five elements."

Ji Ping'an sat under the tree, sighing in his heart, thinking: People in future generations love to make up for their imagination, but they have never thought about these things.

In fact, the "Chunfeng Pavilion" that first appeared collided with the name of Shendu brothel, and he called four or five similar ones, and they all collided... He had no choice but to change it to Four Seasons.

The disciples stood straight and showed pride.

Middle-aged Si Li Dao:

"When you enter the hospital, you will be in the Qi-Healing Realm. This state is the foundation of practice and there is no detailed division. You only need to practice day and night to absorb the spiritual essence. When will the spiritual essence fill the Qi-Healing Realm be the peak of the Qi-Healing Realm. Then, you can enter the Break Nine Realm to have a detailed distinction and learn stronger techniques."

Huang He said curiously: "I heard that there are nine small realms in Po Jiu."

Si Li nodded: "Breaking the Nine is the name of the great realm. First entering is to break one, then break two, break three... After breaking the eighth, it is to break nine, but because it is the same as the name of the great realm, it is often called "perfect".

"Simply put, if you hear people say that the Nine Realms in the future, they refer to general great realms. If you mention 'perfection', they refer to the Nine Peak."

Why is it so troublesome... Huang He complained, but still pricked up his ears: "How to divide the different small realms?"

"Good question," Si Li smiled:

"The division is extremely simple. After entering the Nine Realms, you still need to continuously absorb the spiritual essence of heaven and earth to fill the Qi and sea, but the difficulty will increase step by step. Each time you fill it to the limit, it will compress into a starlight. Break one by one, break two or two... Completely, you will get nine starlight."

After pausing, he shook his head and said:

"But these are too far away from you. Today I will teach you a technique that can be mastered in the Qi-cultivation Realm, picking leaves and flying flowers. That is, controlling flowers and leaves from the air to hurt people invisibly..."

Huang He was so excited that he immediately took out his pen and ink to record the content of the lecture.

This technique is not complicated, but it is difficult to master the fineness of the control.

After class.

Huang He tried to raise his hand and use Lingsu to control the fallen leaves outside the window, but he never got the point.

The senior brothers and sisters next to them came, enthusiastically pointing out mistakes and teaching tricks.

Mu Yaoyao, with beautiful and white face and bangs hanging down, walked to Ji Ping'an's side and smiled and said, "Young brother, don't you try it?"

Throughout the whole class, she kept taking a sneak glance and noticed that Ji Ping'an was looking out the window and was in a daze.

Ji Ping'an suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes were a little strange, and he chuckled and shook his head: "No need."

Mu Yaoyao blinked, picked up her senior sister's airs, and chatted endlessly:

"Only by practicing the magic can you master it. Understanding and whether you can perform it are two different things... Come on, I will teach you, raise your right palm and look outward..."

Ji Ping'an had no choice but to follow the girl's posture, raised his right hand and gently pushed out the window.

"Woooo."

Suddenly, a wind blew in the courtyard, and flying flowers and leaves swept like wildfire, falling slowly in an instant, laying the yin and yang Tai Chi pattern on the blue brick floor of the courtyard.

Mu Yaoyao's face was dull and she was stunned on the spot. In the Four Seasons Pavilion, a group of young men and girls looked at each other in front of each other.

Is this the horror of the innate wood?

One by one, he saw Ji Ping'an had already rolled up the book, walked out of the courtyard, and walked towards Qinglian Xiaozhu.

...

Green lotus small building.

When Ji Ping'an arrived, he raised his eyebrows slightly and saw a group of people gathering outside the closed gate.

"Are you Ji Ping'an?" The crowd separated, and a young man wearing Sichen's robe walked straight up, with his brown eyes sharp and complex.

Ji Ping'an looked at the face for a few seconds and said, "Is there anything wrong?"

The young man spoke in a deep voice: "I'll give you a piece of advice."

...

ps: This is not good if you don’t save the manuscript. It’s very fast to write things and lack time to think carefully.
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