A Niang said to be careful of those fairies!

After she was satisfied, she became gloomy. She suddenly thought of her mediocre talent, average looks, and being a middle-aged woman. Her future would basically be to be sent out by the sect to manage a small affiliated sect. It could be said that she had no fate with others.

She had worked hard for decades before achieving some success in the textile field. She usually worked in the sect's textile department to make a living and occasionally taught her fellow junior students. Such a big task was hard to come by once in half a year and she had to compete with others for it.

The sister who taught the class had let it go and was concentrating all her efforts on accumulating wealth from spirit stones. She would wait until she was sent to manage a subsidiary sect in her later years and find a cultivator to form a partner to make plans for her future generations. Her Yongquan period in this life would be over.

After two hundred years in the Yongquan stage, a cultivator might be able to build a decent-sized immortal cultivation family in the last few decades, which can be considered an achievement.

After the people left, Lin Xuan opened his eyes, looked at Zhang Miaotong and asked, "Sister, aren't you going to see them off?"

"I won't go. The homework she left behind is heavy and boring. I'm so fed up with it!" Zhang Miaotong stuck out her tongue and showed her extreme displeasure. She keenly noticed that the senior sister who taught the class always glanced at her brother intentionally or unintentionally.

Humph, I hired you and gave you spirit stones to ask for your advice, but you dare to peek into my food? I won’t give you a good face.

If they were old seniors or the most beautiful girls who were able to suppress her, it would be fine. The strong would call upon the weak, and as a weak person, she had no right to point fingers. Moreover, in front of the weak, she had the confidence to set rules!

Lin Xuan shrugged. He was confused by the anger implied in his sister's tone and expression. Forget it, who cares about him? Anyway, the teaching will be over in three months, and there will be no other relationship besides being hired for teaching.

Outside the cave, on Danfeng Mountain, there were piles of cleared snow on both sides of the main road. For major mountains like Danfeng Mountain, the sect would specially hire disciples to clear the snow, ten spirit stones a day. The entire mountain was divided into more than a dozen areas, and tasks would be issued to hire disciples to clear the snow on snowy days.

For old disciples and powerful forces who have a livelihood or skills to earn spirit stones, a mere ten spirit stones a day is no different from a mosquito leg. To spend a whole day on it is undoubtedly to throw away a sesame seed for a watermelon.

This kind of tasks and jobs are basically taken on by new disciples who have been in the profession for two or three years and have neither strong cultivation nor skills nor background or connections. Ten spirit stones are a lot for them. After all, the monthly salary is only ten spirit stones.

At the same time, the sect does not allow others to snatch spirit stones for similar tasks. This is the reward for doing things for the sect. If they are snatched away at will, who will bother to do things for the sect?

Therefore, after the joint cleaning by the disciples, the snow on the main peaks of the outer sect was thin, unlike winter.

At this time, in the clouds in the sky, a woman as beautiful as a fairy and with a cold temperament was walking in the air, casually glancing at Danfeng. At this time, a flash of light rose from the mountain below, and a graceful elder appeared on the opposite side.

She is the elder Xu Zhiya who is in charge of Danfeng. She is in the late stage of Jindan and has the quality of the seventh turn of Jindan. She is a Taoist partner of the previous Saint Son Quan Zuo. The current Saint Son Quan Tianxing is their child and a true disciple of the Purple Mansion Stage.

"Palace Master, you have been here for a long time. I am sorry for not welcoming you in person." Xu Zhiya made a gesture of salute. It was only natural for an elder to salute the sect master, not to mention that her age, status, and experience were not as good as his.

However, the atmosphere among the elders of the Jiu Tian Xuan Nu Palace is harmonious, and there are few irreconcilable conflicts.

"It's okay. There's no need for formalities between fellow disciples. Besides, I'm here for a private visit to see someone."

"Who are you looking for?" Xu Zhiya asked curiously. The outer disciples' qualifications were not even as good as the inner disciples, and as far as he could remember, there were no special disciples staying at Danfeng recently. Who had the ability to attract the Palace Master to come in person?

"Finding a nephew has little to do with you." Chang He took half a step forward and walked to the middle of the mountain, entering an inconspicuous third-rate alchemy room. Xu Zhiya looked deeply at the entrance of the cave that was sealed by the formation.

"Who could it be?" Xu Zhiya murmured to herself. The nephews and nieces of her old friends, as far as she knew, were all talented. At the very least, they had the talent of an inner sect disciple. How could they be staying at the outer sect Danfeng?

The elegant woman shook her head and flew back to the cave on the mountain. Although she had great power, she had no intention of exploring other people's background, let alone currying favor with them. As a powerful elder, how many people were worthy of her currying favor with them? At the moment, she paid more attention to her own realm and whether her son's journey was smooth.

On the mountain, in the alchemy room, Chang He ignored the formation at the door and moved horizontally to the main hall.

"Another difficult-looking woman." Zhang Miaotong complained in her heart, but her face showed no change. She asked curiously, "Sister, who are you? How did you get into our cave?"

"Who are you? This is not your cave." Chang He raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling amused. Lin Xuan seemed to be an honest child on the surface, but he also liked the drama of hiding a beautiful woman in a golden house.

"I'm the younger sister, and I live in my brother's cave." The girl blinked, her blood boiling, and tried her best to keep calm on her face. The woman in front of her must be very powerful, and just being stared at by her was a huge pressure.

"They are a good pair of siblings, with a deep and touching relationship." Chang He said with a smile, with a hint of coldness. Senior Sister said that Lin Xuan was an orphan, with no relatives or friends, so where did his sister come from? She must be a wild sister.

Good sisters or bad sisters are both their brothers’ darlings, so how can there be pure brother-sister love?

The girl suddenly felt a chill and realized that she was helpless in front of the high-level monks.

Although she was mostly dissatisfied with her nephew Lin Xuan, she didn't hate him to the point of hating him. The many experiences of contacting him openly and secretly made her partially accept this nephew who had no blood relationship with her, even if she didn't admit it. She knew how much he meant to her, so she was inexplicably unhappy with the attentive women around him.

"I am the aunt of my nephew Lin Xuan. I came to him today mainly to teach him how to practice." Chang He stated her purpose in a cold tone. Zhang Miaotong heard the subtle tone and continued, "After he wins first place in this year's competition, he can start to be promoted to the inner sect. By then, it will be easy for him to turn the wind and rain into dragons."

While talking, Chang He used her spiritual thoughts to communicate with Lin Xuan in another room, and continued with a smile: "Little sister, just be a good outer sect disciple. From now on, the distance between you will only grow farther and farther."

The girl clenched her delicate fists, feeling angry and frustrated. The truth was that her talent was top-notch among the outer sect disciples, but she was only in the middle among all the disciples. She was destined to be left further and further behind by her brother.

In the past, we often heard in the family about which cousin was marrying the son or daughter of which family, and the aunts and uncles would have heated discussions on the issue of equal status. The situation in the world of cultivating immortals was probably no different.

There are many stories in the vernacular novels about great monks who have dozens or even hundreds of wives. Often, a weak concubine will slowly fall to the margins. The more the girl thinks about it, the paler her face becomes, and all kinds of troubles fall like snowflakes.

"Aunt Chang, do you want to guide me in practicing Shengxi Zhanti Kungfu?" Lin Xuan came out of the main hall in a good mood.

Chapter 74: Knowing Everything

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! The light blue electric arcs were beating actively, and the boy's skin was emitting blue light. The power of thunder tore his mortal body apart, and the light of the runes shone, prompting his body to regenerate repeatedly.

With a bird's-eye view, guidance from predecessors, and teaching in accordance with the students' aptitude, the young man achieved the same goal through different paths. With the help of the simplified version of the yellow-level exercises and the experience accumulated, he quickly re-entered the complete version of the body-refining exercises.

With the powerful combination of the heaven-defying martial arts and the shortcut to cultivation, his physical fitness quickly broke through to the eleventh level, completing his strength attribute and leaving him with almost no shortcomings. At the same time, he also carried forward his original spell resistance and life-giving characteristics.

The regenerative property is the most eye-catching feature of this technique. To put it simply and crudely, it is rebirth through a drop of blood.

"The Thunder Pearl contains a huge amount of thunder power, and also contains a special vitality force. Is it the work of Auntie, or does the original method of refining the Thunder Pearl contain vitality? In any case, it saves the effort of soaking in liquid medicine."

The stunned girl lying on the bed shook her head and sighed: "My brother's training is really exaggerated."

In her hometown, there were rumors of people being struck by thunder. The dazzling white light that exploded on rainy days always scared her. Now that she has become an immortal in the eyes of ordinary people in this world, she still holds in awe the power of thunder.

Thunder Bead, the peerless palace master leaps into the nine-day thunder layer, collects thunder filaments of appropriate power, refines and blends them into a full bead with the great magic power of the Yuanshen period, and injects the unique vitality of the essence of plants and trees.

She was like applying fertilizer, and had already seen that the fruit trees were about to bear fruit, so she gave him a push, helping him make up the gap in the last few places. He then became the strongest in the outer sect competition and was naturally promoted to an inner sect disciple.

Lin Xuan also worked hard and was sure to break through one more level before March. The twelfth level of physical cultivation was already the dominant position in the outer sect. The outer sect disciples were neither too talented nor too low in talent and were stuck in the middle. The eleventh level was already difficult for them, and the twelfth level could be thrown into the crowd and killed at will.

The twelfth level will definitely win against the eleventh level, there is a huge gap between them. The only way to defeat the twelfth level with the eleventh level is to use the human wave rotation tactics, or to be a genius with extraordinary talent and the style of the thirteenth level.

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The place was decorated with lights and colorful flowers, and it was full of joy. The fairyland was embellished with fiery red elements. In early January, most places in the Eastern Spiritual Territory were preparing for the New Year festival. Last month, December, Lin Xuan stayed on the mountain for the entire month.

He practiced diligently and achieved gratifying results, entering the middle stage of the seventh level of Qi Refining. His sword-wielding skills reached perfection, which was reflected in his object-wielding skills. His attacking and killing methods reached a new level, and his fellow practitioners who were outer disciples were no match for him.

He didn't go home in December, and he planned to take his sister back to have a good rest during the last few days of the year.

"The New Year is almost here. When will Wan Lin choose to leave the outer sect and advance to the inner sect?" Lin Xuan murmured to himself. As the battle approached, he finally felt a sense of urgency as time passed silently.

It can be predicted that after one or two months or half a month, several deputy mountain masters will lead their subordinates to work 100% hard. They all want to become the new mountain master and rely on the treasure house on the mountain to strengthen their confidence in coveting the eleventh level of Qi Refining.

"Will it start out as a melee? I hope those deputy mountain masters don't form an alliance secretly." Lin Xuan thought to himself that if it was a melee, everyone would be enemies with each other and the difficulty would be relatively moderate.

If the two families unite, the remaining deputy mountain masters who are fighting each other will face huge threats.

"Now that we have all the necessary things to enhance our strength, it's time to get back to our cultivation and do more. Wan Lin, I hope you can leave later and help us buy time."

The young man swung his arms twice, his muscles and bones trembling, and felt that he should be more frugal. His alchemy skills were getting better and better, and he now consumed fifteen or sixteen bottles of high-quality Qi Gathering Powder every day. He had been able to cut down on expenses a little in the past half month.

Among his trusted subordinates, two or three more had reached the seventh level of Qi Refining within a few months, but no one had reached the eighth level of Qi Refining. Even then, only one had broken through to the middle stage of the seventh level of Qi Refining. She was Huang Lan, the second-in-command of the tribe.

There was not enough time for the middle and upper level disciples to break through. Lin Xuan's target was the disciples above the third level and below the fifth level who were close to a breakthrough. He gave the top-grade Qi Gathering Powder to them. With every additional level of cultivation, their confidence would be strengthened by half.

"It would be great if the two armies were fighting each other. This would avoid many uncontrollable factors in a multi-party melee." Lin Xuan stretched lazily. He had been refining the Qi Gathering Powder for most of the day and his bones were sore. At this moment, he suddenly looked towards the direction of the cave exit.

"Who comes to visit me?" He frowned and muttered to himself. He hadn't contacted any of his sisters recently.

At the entrance of the cave, a senior brother stood straight, not showing any presence. After Lin Xuan came out, he handed him an invitation decorated with gilded silk thread and told him, "Junior brother, Elder Yao invites you to watch the alchemy event at the end of the year."

The brother who delivered the invitation turned around and left without further explanation. Lin Xuan took the invitation and asked in confusion, "Who is it? You are so mysterious. The invitation directly stated the place, but did not say which elder invited me."

Although he was confused, Lin Xuan became interested just by looking at the content of the invitation. The letter said that there would be a special and grand alchemy ceremony during the New Year's Day, which would take the form of an alchemy formation and was related to the fortune of the New Year.

He had a very deep impression of the alchemy formation because he almost died in the alchemy formation two years ago.

They practiced according to the routine every day, and the New Year would come in about ten days. Most disciples had a rare chance to relax for a few days, and studying Taoist runes was very boring.

Bang! Bang! Boom! An explosion was heard from afar on Danfeng Mountain. It was not the explosion of the alchemy furnace in the alchemy room, but the sound of the disciples setting off firecrackers for the New Year. The explosion brought back memories for Zhang Miaotong, and she missed home.

"What's wrong, sister?" Lin Xuan noticed that she was in a low mood, and asked while stroking her delicate head.

"Nothing, I just miss my parents." Zhang Miaotong turned her head away, speaking in a lonely voice. After all, she was thousands of miles away from home, and had no blood relatives except her unreliable biological brother.

"Come back with me to A Niang the day after tomorrow. You can recognize her as your stepmother. My home is your home." Lin Xuan comforted her and stroked her head, taking the opportunity to say this, while thinking of what she had said before about getting married.

Sister Ling said that she wanted to be her own person, and she said that she was missing a key ceremony. She happened to see in "The Record of Fengqing Xianhua" that the protagonist Feng Yan and four best friends were holding a wedding ceremony. Several sisters were hiding things mysteriously, and marriage might be the key connection.

"In February, one month before the sect competition, if there is enough time, I will take my sister away from the sect. After more than ten years, I don't know what the world outside the sect is like. By the way, I can visit my sister's family and give her a surprise." Lin Xuan thought to himself.

After a while, Zhang Miaotong regrouped. After all, she had chosen the path, and she would finish it even if she gritted her teeth. It was just that she felt lonely during the New Year holidays, but what was that? At most, she could find time to go home later.

"Come on, let me test my sister's recent studies." Lin Xuan changed the subject. Cultivating Taoism is the basic quality of a cultivator and its importance is beyond doubt. Apart from that, another focus is how her training in the field of textiles is going.

"Make some clothes for me and see if they are worth the gift I give to my senior sister."

Hearing this, the girl looked up and down at the boy's jeweled robes and said depressedly, "The clothes I made now are not worthy of replacing the precious clothes on my brother. It's a waste of effort. I won't show off my ugliness anymore."

"No, at least show me how to do it."

"Hmm? Got it!" Zhang Miaotong's eyes lit up and she thought of a good idea: "I'll make some underwear for my brother, so that it won't conflict with the precious clothes. It's just right, I know my brother inside and out."

Leave

One day, I will think about the direction of the plot tonight and update it tomorrow.

Chapter 75 Invitation

Knowing one's ins and outs has multiple meanings, but no matter what the meaning is, it is inseparable from the concept of understanding. The girl undoubtedly knows her brother very well. She knows his measurements like the back of her hand and she managed to knit two sets of underwear in just half a day.

The pure white lining and underwear are made of comfortable and smooth material. They are of lower spiritual weapon grade, but better than nothing. The boy tightened his belt and patted his chest: "It's very comfortable to wear. My sister's craftsmanship is pretty good."

The inner clothing was of the lower grade spiritual weapon level, and its only practicality was wearing and comfort. But it didn't matter, as the outer layer was a treasure robe of half the Yongquan period level. With a physical cultivation level close to the twelfth level, he could willfully ignore the lack of inner armor defense.

As long as you avoid the ruthless guys at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining or the strong guys at the Yongquan stage, what's wrong with being a little arrogant and sideways?

The girl's pretty and lovely face was dyed with a charming blush, and she felt a strange feeling in her heart, as if she had turned into the clothes she was wearing.

"Hehe, brother, why don't you show some appreciation?" The girl crossed her arms and looked very excited, wanting to ask for some benefits.

"Thank you for your hard work, my dear sister," the young man said immediately, holding the girl's armpits with both hands, lifting her up high, and pecked her on both cheeks twice, calmly and smilingly: "What else do you want, dear sister?"

He has become immune to the mere intimacy of lips and cheeks, and can remain calm even if someone offers him a red lip.

The girl hummed and moaned in a charming nasal voice, and whined, "Today and tomorrow, I want to patronize my brother's little mouth. You are not allowed to find excuses to refuse. The day after tomorrow, my brother will go back to his mother's house, and there will be no chance! There are still a few days left. Do you want to suffocate your sister to death?"

According to the usual practice, she would only have the chance to experience the intoxicating kiss every two or three nights. She had done what she had to do, and the last step she wanted to take was to wait for the perfect opportunity to tie the knot with He Meimei. Before that, she would frantically attack her brother's weaknesses.

It was like a subtle influence, and he quietly fell in love with being close to me, and that was wonderful.

"Good brother, I will hold you tightly in my hands." The girl imagined the future beautifully.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and on the last day before the New Year, Lin Xuan and Zhang Miaotong came to Food Peak.

As soon as he came back, his mother pulled him to look around. Lin Xuan told her what had happened in the past two months. He had forced himself not to go home in December because two big events were coming up, and he had to sharpen his sword before the battle and make a sprint. Now he was relaxed after returning home.

Ji Yingxuan casually asked Zhang Miaotong about her cultivation and expressed her concern in a neutral way, and the relationship between them finally became a little more harmonious.

"Mom, is there something wrong?" After being stared at for a long time, Lin Xuan couldn't help but mutter.

"It's okay. I'll ask the disciples in the food shop to prepare four dishes and a soup, and we'll have the New Year's Eve dinner tonight." Ji Yingxuan shook her head and gave up the idea of ​​taking Lin Xuan to participate in the Xiwang Mountain event. The timing was not right.

Lin Xuan had previously told her that he had several important things to do in the last few months of the New Year, and taking him with him would waste time. Moreover, Chang He had something bad in mind, so she took the initiative to avoid Lin Xuan, hoping it would be best not to let him know.

They had a simple New Year's Eve dinner in the evening. The New Year's Eve reunion dinner had extraordinary significance. During the meal, Ji Yingxuan took the opportunity to tell her about the arrangement: "Xuan'er, after you have completed your outer sect training, Aunt Chang will be your master."

"Ah? Mother, are you introducing me to Aunt Chang because of what happened today?" Lin Xuan asked in surprise. If he put aside some weird impressions, he thought Aunt Chang was a nice person.

As soon as they met, Chang He gave him precious skills, taught him from time to time, and even refined a thunder bead to help him. Lin Xuan was so moved that he cried, so he was happy for Chang He to be his master, even though he was a very casual person.

"That's part of the reason. By the way, I'd like to find a master for you. I trust your Aunt Chang." Ji Yingxuan only said half of the words. Lin Xuan will know more when the time is right.

The girl tightly grasped her chopsticks. The food in Zhang Miaotong's mouth tasted bland. From what her future mother-in-law said, her brother's promotion to the inner sect was coming soon? Was she going to be alone in the boat, struggling to cross the sea of ​​suffering?

The talents of outer disciples are generally average. For a holy place with a comparable status to the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady Palace, they are only slightly better than mediocre people. Zhang Miaotong is nominally a top outer sect disciple with a little bit of beauty. If she wants to be promoted to an inner sect disciple, she must practice for at least ten years, unless she has a great opportunity.

"No, I have to think of a way. Enduring several years in the outer sect seems to be torture for me." Zhang Miaotong bit her thumb nail and thought. The outer sect training itself was acceptable, but what she couldn't bear was her brother leaving her.

For several years, she has been separated from her brother, God, she must be lonely and empty, right?

Back at the Diet Peak, Ji Yingxuan naturally monopolized Lin Xuan, leaving Zhang Miaotong alone to clean up the mess. She pouted and said sullenly, "Are you playing tricks on me?"

The two of them must have entered the bathing pool to be auspicious. Didn't she hide their identities at all? Could this also be considered as a monk's transcendence? In the mortal world, mother-son scandals are still very serious.

In other words, parent-child scandals are somewhat negative, and I don’t know what the mother-in-law thinks.

If her cultivation level had not been so low, Zhang Miaotong would have long wanted to use drastic measures to stop her audacious mother-in-law.

Cleaning up the mess was simple, just put everything into the storage bag and hand it over to the canteen. The two had not finished in a short time. Zhang Miaotong began to practice, as her Qi refining limit had been reached today, so she practiced magic.

In the bathing space, Ji Yingxuan took the opportunity to carve dragons and phoenixes. She was definitely addicted.

The peerless fairy was secretly annoyed, realizing that she was a little late and seemed to be influenced by the opinions of outsiders. They were not biological mother and son. As a great monk in the Yuanshen stage, did she need to pay attention to other people's gossip?

Three people make a tiger, but if one cultivates, he can pick the stars and the moon above and cover the sea and catch the dragon below. It is easy to subdue a real dragon. So what if three people make a tiger? They are just paper in front of great power.