Cultivation of Immortals Starts from the Roots

Chapter 57 Master and Disciple
A full hour passed, and there was no response from the courtyard. Xue Leng felt a little displeased, but still maintained his posture of bowing and bowing his head.

It has just snowed in the past few days, and there is more than two inches of snow on the ground, reflecting the starlight.

He glanced around and saw that the lights upstairs were also turned off, he didn't dare to disturb True Monarch Blood Feather at this time, so he had to talk about it tomorrow.

He walked around the small courtyard lightly and followed the peak of the Highness of the Spirit Talisman. After walking a few miles, he was startled again.

Thinking about the situation when we came here, the entire Hall of Spirit Talismans has been swept clean, and the lights in the room are bright, with occasional human voices, it looks quite warm.

Only the ground in front of my master's door was covered with snow, and there were few people around, and the upstairs was even darker, with no light at all.

I didn't realize it at first, but now when I compare it, I feel very uncomfortable.

He has no feelings for True Monarch Blood Feather, and True Monarch Blood Feather doesn't care much about his apprentice.

Speaking of which, the two had met once in three years. Although Xue Leng wanted to flatter him deliberately, he couldn't find a chance.

As time passed, he also knew that the other party was not good at this way, so his heart gradually faded away.

Often, after coming to the Hall of Spiritual Talismans to get a spot, he would return to his residence to practice hard. He could avoid all kinds of tasks and miscellaneous tasks, and no one cared about him.

Normally, Xue Leng didn't feel that much, but now that he had someone to compare with, he felt uncomfortable in the dead of night.

I am like a lonely ghost, completely out of Tianfu Pavilion.

Thinking about Blood Feather True Monarch crouching in this hall with ulterior motives, and looking at the snow-covered ground outside, Xue Leng felt a little panic in his heart.

Why does Xue Leng's master have to be a shameless Outer Sect Demon Cultivator?
Why did the corpse Buddha, a thief, dare to threaten to eat himself raw under the eyes of everyone?
How can this allow him to practice safely?
Feeling bored, he stopped walking down the mountain and walked back.

When he came to the front of the building, Xue Leng let out a breath, first drew the range, then mobilized his mana, swung his arm, and pushed a large piece of snow away, revealing a clean ground.

The snow slid on the ground, making a "creaking" sound, like a ghost coughing, but it was quite permeable in the silence of the night.

Xue Leng was startled when he heard the sound, and felt a little nervous, so he quickly stopped.

Suddenly, he saw a figure in a Chinese dress and a toga standing at the gate of the courtyard which was empty just now, with a pair of bloody eyes, looking at him.

When he suddenly found out, he opened his mouth wide and froze on the spot.

"Come in!" Blood Feather True Monarch should enter the door first, without looking at him again.

Xue Leng touched his head apprehensively, and followed in. At this time, the attic, which had been dark for a long time, was also brightly lit.

Acting as a light is a rare demon pill with a diameter of about seven centimeters, which fully shows the richness of Blood Feather True Monarch.

Putting the demon pill on the ledge, True Monarch Blood Feather sat down, and asked the apprentice who was standing with his hands down:
"Is this trip going well?"

There was always a sense of indifference in the questioning, Xue Liang didn't dare to be negligent, and bowed in response.

"How is the result?"

Xue Leng showed some pride on his face, he picked up the storage bag, and offered a black wooden jade box with both hands.

"Fortunately, my disciple was lucky enough to get a thousand-year-old Nine Candle Ghost Eye Ginseng before threshing the grain!"

"Oh? Really found it?" Blood Feather True Monarch raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect much from Xue Leng.

Moreover, he also got the news about Jiuzhu Ghost Eye Ginseng not long ago, but it took a lot of effort to get it.

Unexpectedly, the disciple I accepted at will would be lucky?
"Have a heart."

Accepting the jade box, True Lord Blood Feather smiled, and suddenly changed the subject and asked.

"Seeing that your qi and blood are vain and your mana is swollen, but you just tried to build a foundation?"

Hearing this, Xue Leng showed some embarrassment on his face:
"The disciple is incompetent. I took a risky attempt without taking the Foundation Establishment Pill, but failed!"

"Forcibly build a foundation?"

"I see that you are tenacious, and you are not the kind of idiot who has other ambitions. You are probably practicing carefully. How can you be so impulsive?"

Blood Feather True Monarch frowned slightly, and tapped the table with his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally.

Xue Leng had already thought about the reason, he coughed, and explained in a low voice:
"The disciple really has other things in mind. He heard that the cultivator of the Heavenly Spiritual Root can easily build a foundation without relying on the Foundation Establishment Pill, so I want to give it a try."

Seeing True Monarch Blood Feather's expression startled, a little unhappy, Xue Leng knew that he wanted to go wrong, quickly waved his hand, and continued in one breath:

"During the trip to the Demon Sealing Valley, the disciple accidentally offended the corpse Buddha and the old devil in the Heavenly Corpse Valley.

This person must retaliate, he is extremely rampant, the disciple's heart is extremely terrified, and he will do such an insane thing under the fright. "

Xue Leng made up this set of lies but it was a helpless move, nine truths and one falsehood.

It's true that the Corpse Buddha gave him headaches, but it was never to the point where he lost his mind.

Sure enough, although Blood Feather True Monarch was unclear about some details, he still believed him, and asked him a few words about his health, Xue Leng naturally said "it's fine".

Blood Feather True Monarch nodded: "Corpse Buddha, let's put him aside, hard work is basically the most important thing.

In the future, if you really worry about this person, as a teacher, you can help you, train him into a blood corpse, and whip him day and night! "

This was the first time he called himself "a teacher", and he obviously took Xue Leng closer in his heart.

In this way, Xue Leng was satisfied, and quickly knelt down to thank him.

True Monarch Blood Feather let him get up with an "um" and asked again:

"Are there any doubts these days?"

"Uh, I'm about to ask Master for advice!"

Xue Leng saw that True Monarch Blood Feather wanted to teach, so he naturally refused to let it go, and hurriedly brought up the many questions about "foundation establishment" that had accumulated in his mind one by one.

I was still afraid that I could not speak clearly, so I bravely took out the pen and paper and started to draw.

This is the first time that True Monarch Blood Feather has seen Xue Leng deduce the problem in this way. He is a great expert in cultivating immortals. He can see the basis of Xue Leng's deduction with just one glance, and he couldn't help but praise:
"It's rare for you to study these methods so thoroughly!"

Xue Leng was secretly delighted, but his face remained calm, and he just asked questions one by one.

At the beginning, Blood Feather True Monarch just answered casually, but gradually, he needed to think for a while before he could say the answer. Later, he was confused instead:

"The change of qi mechanism on your acupoint seems to be quite similar to the blood path technique of our sect..."

Xue Leng secretly praised him for his sharp eyesight, but there was a look of embarrassment on his face:

"To tell the truth, Master, this volume of Sanyuan Xiexue Jue was brought out by the disciple from the Valley of Sealing Demons, and it is suspected to be a remnant of the inheritance left by a certain ancient monk."

A flash of understanding flashed in Blood Feather True Monarch's eyes, and he shook his head slightly:

"I see, this tactic should have been left by the elders of our sect during the turmoil in Sealing Demon Valley ten thousand years ago.

If you change the practice, there is nothing wrong with it. After this matter is over, the teacher will bring you back to the sect to comprehend the complete inheritance of this tactic. "

"However, this kind of ancient classics is too old after all, and it is contrary to the current cultivation environment. The chapters about foundation building can be improved."

Of course Xue Leng did not dare to say the detailed history of this volume of exercises, he scratched his head and said with a dry smile:

"That's right... Thank you Master for fulfilling it."

Blood Feather True Monarch smiled, took a pen to change it, and then showed it to Xue Leng:

"How is this?"

Although it is only a few revisions, it contains the experience, knowledge and accumulated spirituality he has mastered for hundreds of years.

Such a change not only weakens the requirement for mana control a lot, but also makes it more stable.

Xue Leng only glanced at it, and couldn't move away anymore.

(End of this chapter)