Invitation
Three days later, it was the day to go to school and listen to lectures. On this Qingteng Peak, there were many schools, Jiang He was assigned to listen to lectures at Suyun School, according to the simple map, Jiang He quickly arrived at Suyun School.
The classroom is spacious and bright, with 64 long tables arranged in an eight-by-eight layout. In front of each table, there is a small stool, and on the table, there are identity cards for each person, with their seats already assigned.
Jiang He glanced over and saw his name at the back of the last row, so he walked directly to his seat. The people quickly filled in, with both men and women, some looking like they were in their thirties or forties, while others looked like they were just over ten years old. After entering, everyone found their own seats and sat down, not saying a word to each other. What made Jiang He regretful was that among these people, there was no Qi Lei and Liu Qingyun, it seemed they had been assigned to another school.
When it was time to preach, a nun in her early twenties came in from outside. The nun was dressed simply, but her skin was white and tender, her figure was slender, and her temperament was mature, which is the favorite of the sister control.
The female cultivator stood facing her disciples, waiting until everyone's attention was focused on her before speaking: "Everyone, the future pillars of Tianfeng Sect, hello. I am Zhou Suyun, and for the next five years, I will be responsible for teaching you all."
Zhou Suyun's voice was soft and fluffy, making people feel very comfortable listening to it, as if they were listening to a song.
"Senior Zhou is well." The inner sect disciples sitting in front of them said in unison.
"Hmm, among you people, some have listened to my lectures before, while others are new disciples who have just entered the inner sect. Regardless of whether I recognize you or not, when listening to my lectures, you must follow my rules." Zhou Suyun's tone suddenly became serious, and her originally smiling face also turned stern, causing these old and new disciples to feel a sudden chill.
"My rules are simple. When listening, you must focus and not speak casually, do not get distracted, if there is a question, raise your hand first..." Zhou Suyun's tone was icy cold, speaking rapidly.
"Well, that's all the rules. If you listen carefully, they're not that strict." After finishing speaking, Zhou Suyun's face broke into a smile again, her tone gentle and warm, making people feel like they were basking in spring breeze.
Zhou Suyun said, "I believe that every new inner disciple has already received their own cultivation method. As for the cultivation method, my personal suggestion is to choose a cultivation method after reaching the tenth layer of the Qi Refining stage. Choosing a cultivation method that suits one's physical attributes plays an important role in breaking through the Foundation Building stage..."
In the high sky of Mount Qi Yun, thousands of miles to the west, a rainbow light was flying. In this rainbow light, there were two people. The first one looked like an old man with disheveled white hair like frost-covered weeds. He had his hands behind his back and stepped on a small boat-shaped magic treasure. Behind him stood a vigorous young man, who was Gao Yuan.
"Wang Changlao, I don't know how much longer it will take to reach Yanzhishan Mountain?" Gaoyuan asked.
"The distance from the Qiyun Mountains to the Yueling Mountains is tens of thousands of miles, and even with my Cloud Soaring Boat's speed, it will still take two or three months to fly. This boat flies very steadily, if you get bored, you can cultivate your skills on it." The old man said with a smile.
"I just don't know how Master Cang is doing now? There hasn't been any news," Gao Yuan asked.
"Are you sure that young man's cultivation is only at the fifth level of Qi Refining?" The old man also furrowed his brow and said, "These past two days I've had a feeling of unease in my heart, it seems things are not as simple."
"Don't worry about this, Elder Wang. I'm very familiar with that kid. His cultivation at the fifth level of Qi Refining is absolutely correct. Brother Cang's eighth level of Qi Refining will definitely not go wrong. Maybe he was delayed by something." Gaoyuan guaranteed.
"That's alright, we won't wait for him. After he finishes his business, he will naturally return to the mountain gate to see me." As soon as the old man finished speaking, the spell in his hand was released, and the speed of the Cloud Boat suddenly increased, disappearing into the sky in an instant.
On the first day of class, Jiang He suddenly felt a sense of clarity and openness, many questions that he couldn't understand before became clear, and he also began to integrate into this world.
Inner sect disciples, every eight days there are three days of time that need to listen to the lectures on the Immortal Path, these three days are consecutive, so at the end of the first day, Jiang He did not go to the Wild Maple Forest, but came to the room assigned to himself. The rooms of fellow male disciples in a school are all together.
Jiang He's room was number 40. Jiang He didn't plan to have too much contact with other disciples for the time being, so as soon as he entered the room, he closed the door tightly and prepared to work hard on drawing the second-level spirit symbol, Earth Spirit Symbol, a powerful earth-attribute attack spirit symbol.
In these three days, Jiang He has been drawing talismans every day. Now he has stored twenty spiritual talismans in his storage bag, most of which are second-order spiritual talismans, including True Water Talisman and Fire Arrow Talisman.
Every time he drew a second-order spiritual symbol, it would consume all the spiritual power in his body, and then use a first-class spiritual stone to replenish. In the process of continuous consumption and replenishment, Jiang He found that he was getting closer and closer to breaking through the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Period, as if only one layer of membrane separated him from it, and with just one more push, he would break through.
Jiang He decided to draw a talisman of lucky grass, hoping that this spiritual symbol would bring him a breakthrough opportunity.
This was Jiang He's first time drawing a talisman, so he had to be careful. First, he used a calming talisman to calm down. Then, Jiang He began to draw the talisman seriously.
Because he suddenly got a windfall, Jiang He began to be somewhat extravagant. As for the spiritual stones that were previously cherished, using them up didn't feel wasteful at all.
Compared to the drawing method of the earthworm in memory, Jiang He's brush strokes were drawn out one by one, and he was already familiar with these lines. There was no more awkwardness like the first stroke, and it was clear that he could now control this body with familiarity.
These lines, although each one looks very natural and turning, when connected together, always have a feeling of being out of place, without any sign of success. Jiang He felt a bit annoyed in his heart, not knowing where the problem lay, before drawing the talisman, he had repeatedly pondered it in his mind many times, thinking that even if it wasn't successful, it should be close, but unexpectedly there was no feeling at all.
Just then, there was a sudden knock at the door. Jiang He's mind was already somewhat muddled, and when he heard the knocking sound, his hand shook, causing the vermilion brush to slip out of the special silk paper's range, leaving a long streak of flawed calligraphy.
This move has failed.
"Excuse me, is Jiang Shidi in?" Just then, a greeting came from outside.
Jiang suddenly became angry, stood up, and stormed to the door, about to fling it open and shout at the person, asking him why he was knocking.
"I don't know if Brother Jiang has the time, but if he does, we fellow disciples should get together more often." The voice was very gentle, with a hint of inquiry.
Jiang He suddenly calmed down, feeling that his emotions were a bit out of place. How could he blame the failure of drawing the talisman on this fellow disciple?
At this moment, he didn't speak either. He closed his eyes and counted to ten, feeling the anger dissipate before opening the door. Outside stood a tall and slender young man with red lips and white teeth, a warm smile on his face as he gazed at Jiang He who had opened the door.
Jiang He was also a person who loved making friends, and he had a very good impression of this person at first sight. Smiling, he said: "Since Shixiong has such goodwill, Jiang He naturally dare not decline. May I ask how to address Shixiong?"
"My name is Lan Wen Hao, you can just call me Blue Master Brother." Lan Wen Hao patted Jiang He's shoulder warmly and said. Jiang He was very depressed, his body was really at a disadvantage, whoever he met had to be called Master Brother. Although he was depressed in his heart, Jiang He still smiled on the surface, and also paid attention, waiting for an opportunity to speak as little as possible, so that he wouldn't be called Younger Brother once he spoke.
Jiang He followed Lan Wenhao, hurrying to the banquet. Lan Wenhao went to knock on several other doors, and every time a disciple opened the door, Lan Wenhao was able to call out their name in one breath, clearly having done his homework. In the end, including Lan Wenhao, there were eight people in total, with the other seven being newly promoted inner disciples.
"Everyone, the place we're going is at the foot of the mountain, it's a bit far away. Why don't we all ride on my Flying Cloud Dart instead?" Lan Wenhao took out a dart-shaped magical artifact from his storage bag, and with an infusion of magic power, the Flying Cloud Dart grew to a massive size, easily accommodating eight people.
Jiang He and others had just received their flying swords and were not yet familiar with them, so they didn't decline and immediately boarded the flying arrows.
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