Bai Yueguang's stand-in cries all over the realm of comprehension

Chapter 10 Something is wrong

Xin Zhu had already gotten used to his foundation building realm.

The spiritual energy in the realm of comprehension is becoming scarcer and scarcer, and only the spiritual energy of the four major sects is still slightly stronger.

Cultivation is getting more and more difficult.

Thinking that there are no more than fifteen Jindan disciples in the sect.

She felt that her current cultivation was not bad, so she let it go badly with peace of mind.

But today I heard my favorite junior sister ask her about her cultivation level.

She suddenly blushed and felt uneasy.

But she still defended herself with a few words: "There are only a dozen or so sect disciples who have surpassed Jindan. My cultivation is not bad in the sect."

The more Xin Zhu spoke, the more guilty he felt, and his voice gradually became quieter.

Jiang Yanlu frowned.

She can't let her senior sister step into the ending of being slapped to death by a monster!

Jiang Yanlu said: "Senior sister is a monk with dual spiritual roots. Looking at the entire cultivation world, senior sister's cultivation talent is also outstanding. Why is there no senior sister's name among the dozen or so Jindan disciples in our sect?!"

"I don't believe that Senior Sister is worse than them!"

For the first time in her life, Xin Zhu was affirmed by Jiang Yanlu, and she was moved: "Junior Sister..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yanlu smiled slightly.

"That's why I just tailored a training plan for Senior Sister!"

When thinking of Xin Zhu's ending just now, she began to plan for Xin Zhu to improve his cultivation in her head.

With the improvement of cultivation base, the chance of Xin Zhu being slapped to death by monsters will be greatly reduced.

She used spiritual energy to list the cultivation plan she made for Xin Zhu in the air.

"Let's set a small goal first, to break through the Golden Core Realm within a month."

"What?" Xin Zhu was shocked, "Breakthrough in a month?"

Jiang Yanlu turned on the bragging mode.

"Senior sister is so powerful, and her cultivation talent is not bad, and now she is in the foundation building Dzogchen, and she is only one step away from entering the Golden Core realm. Senior sister, don't underestimate yourself, senior brothers can step into the Golden Core, and you can too!"

It was the first time that Xin Zhu heard her junior sister say that she was better than her elder brother, and she was so happy that she was dizzy.

Her status in the heart of junior sister is finally higher than that of senior brother!

Even for the sake of junior sister, she has to break through the golden core!

Xin Zhu's blood rushed to his head: "Okay, it's just a Golden Core Realm, I'll show you when Senior Sister breaks through in [-] days! I'll go back to practice now!"

Before leaving, Xin Zhu gave Jiang Yanlu all the remaining 60 spirit stones on his body.

After Xin Zhu left, Jiang Yanlu practiced for another five hours.

She opened her eyes and exhaled slowly.

[Meditate for five hours, aura value +25]

[The total value of aura is currently 33]

Her spiritual root has not fully recovered, and there was no hope of promotion in the past few days.

Perhaps it was because of drawing the talisman last night, the body was continuously exhausted, and it was replenished by the Lingshan spring water, and this happened repeatedly.

She has a faint feeling of breaking through today, and it seems that she can try to hit the foundation building tonight.

Just thinking about it, my stomach growled twice.

Jiang Yanlu reached out and touched his flat belly.

It was already evening.

She ate a few mouthfuls of food in the dining hall at noon yesterday, and was called to the Discipline Hall by Senior Brother Chu.

From yesterday to now, I only drank a few glasses of water.

Her cultivation has not yet reached the bigu level, and she has not taken the bigu pill, so she is indeed a little hungry.

Jiang Yanlu turned over and got off the bed, drank another large glass of water, and was about to go to the dining hall for dinner.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw a person sitting on the steps not far from the door.

The man turned his back to her, with one long leg bent, one hand on his leg to support his chin, and the other hand holding the only plant in Qinglu Garden—a long grass, and tossing it boredly.

The setting sun fell on his back, making him look a bit lonely.

"Little brother?" she called out.

Qiyue made a movement in his hands, and stood up from the steps.

He is tall and tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. He is clean and clear, with a sense of thinness unique to teenagers.

Standing in front of Jiang Yanlu, blocking most of the sunlight.

Qiyue raised her lips and smiled, "Senior Sister."

Jiang Yanlu asked him curiously: "Why are you sitting here?"

Qiyue's eyelashes moved slightly, and his voice was a little shy: "I wanted to go to the dining hall with my senior sister for dinner. You were practicing inside, so I didn't dare to knock on the door, and just waited outside."

Although there is no monster in Taixuan Jianzong that can hurt Jiang Yanlu.

But people are unpredictable.

If she was framed by a traitor, she would die.

He will die too.

It is still necessary to gain Jiang Yanlu's trust and stay by her side.

Prevent accidents from happening.

Jiang Yanlu replied: "If I'm not here next time, you won't be able to find me, so don't wait for me, just go to the dining hall for dinner."

Qiyue looked sincere, and whispered: "Senior sister treats me well and gives me back my place to live. I want to have dinner with senior sister."

Jiang Yanlu thought for a while.

The junior brother is shy and timid, and I am afraid that he dare not go to the dining hall to eat by himself.

In the past, he always went to the dining hall with Xin Zhu, but now that Xin Zhu is not here, he has been waiting here for her to be with him.

Jiang Yanlu nodded: "Okay, let's go to the dining hall."

It was meal time.

The dining hall was almost full of Zongmen disciples.

Jiang Yanlu and Qiyue have a clear division of labor.

One person is responsible for cooking, and the other is responsible for occupying seats.

Jiang Yanlu had a meal, took two dinner plates, and turned to look for Qiyue.

Even if all disciples of the Zongmen wear the same Zongfu.

She was still able to see the handsome and eye-catching face of the little junior brother in the crowd of people.

Jiang Yanlu sat opposite Qiyue.

She was just about to practice sword moves in the sea of ​​consciousness while eating.

Then he noticed that the little junior brother on the opposite side frowned and raised his nose, picking out the roots of the spirit bougainvillea on the dinner plate bit by bit.

Lingji root is an essential good thing for all kitchens in the realm of comprehension.

It can be used as a condiment in vegetables, or it can be eaten directly in cold salad.

In the realm of comprehension, from children to the elderly, there is no one who can cultivate who does not love the root of the spirit bougainvillea.

But the people in the Demon Realm don't like it. They hate the root of the spirit bodhisattva so much that they would even spit it out if they ate it.

There have been cases in other sects where a well-hidden demon cultivator accidentally ate a mouthful of spirit bougainvillea roots in the cafeteria and was discovered by the elders of the sect.

Is it...

Jiang Yanlu's scrutiny eyes fell on Qiyue.

She remembered the first time she and Xin Zhu went to see this little junior.

Xin Zhu just mentioned some things about the younger brother to her.

She said that the younger brother likes to eat the food in the canteen very much, and he is never picky about food.

Jiang Yanlu has a good memory and remembered these words.

Since the younger brother is not picky about food, he must be eating the root of the spirit bodhisattva.

But why did he pick them all out today?
Something is wrong!
Jiang Yanlu looked at Qiyue's movements and asked:
"Little brother, why don't you eat the root of the bodhisattva?"

Qiyue was picking out the roots of the bougainvillea. Hearing this, he stopped the hand holding the chopsticks and looked up at Jiang Yanlu.

The latter looked calm, but actually harbored doubts.

(End of this chapter)