Disciple, you are too evil.

The formula is not long, about twenty sentences. When Yang Qiu finished reciting the formula, Bai Zhao, who was listening next to him, looked dazed.

"Remember a few sentences?" Yang Qiu asked.

"Uh, just one sentence." Bai Zhao said.

"Ahem, just remember one thing?"

Yang Qiu almost choked with a breath of air. He remembered that when he passed the first line of Ming Gong Miao Yun to Huang Shang, his eldest disciple, Huang Shang remembered half of it the first time. His memory was so good.

Now, this second disciple's memory is so bad that he can only remember one sentence in more than twenty sentences.

"Just one sentence?" Yang Qiu asked again.

"Yeah." Bai Zhao said.

Yang Qiu breathed a long sigh of relief and felt comfortable in his heart. The memory of these two disciples was not very good either. With the system, he thought that the disciples he accepted were all academic masters, but it turned out that there were also scumbags.

It's similar to myself back then. I remember reciting Lao Bai's "Pipa Xing". I read it once and only remembered one sentence at most.

"The formula is hard to remember. It's okay. I'll give you a copy and you can recite it slowly." Yang Qiu said.

Yang Qiu went back to the house to find a pen and copied a copy for Bai Zhao, asking her to find a place to endorse it.

After Bai Zhao left, Yang Qiu calmly watched the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques", which was a system reward after accepting Bai Zhao as a disciple in the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons.

At that time, he was busy opening up his own little world, and then he was busy chatting with the small animals, and then he was busy helping move the herbs on the grassland, and he never had time to study.

"Cultivation of the Eight or Nine Mysteries is the most wonderful thing, and you can roam the world freely."

In Yang Qiu's impression, this is a great book that seizes the heaven and earth's fortune, takes advantage of the sun and the moon, takes the extraordinary path, and creates supreme magical power.

The Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique is not just one technique, it encompasses everything, such as the Golden Light Technique, the Heaven and Earth Technique, and the Seventy-two Transformations, all of which are superior techniques.

If you cultivate one of them, you will be able to roam the world, stand out from the crowd, and become a great master.

If he could master them all, the experts at the ninth level of the Holy Realm would all be scum in his hands.

Yang Qiu read "Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques" once and memorized the techniques in it. When using them, he only needed to use them directly.

Nowadays, Yang Qiu is not afraid of being overwhelmed by too much art. If he is overwhelmed, he will have to recruit a few more apprentices to teach and relieve stress.

. . . . . .

After mastering the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills", Yang Qiu took out the space ring given to him by Wu Yourong.

There are a lot of spiritual stone materials and magic weapons in the ring.

Setting up a Five Elements Spirit Gathering Array would cost too much materials and magic weapons. If Wu Yourong hadn't given him this ring, Yang Qiu wouldn't have been willing to set up a Five Elements Spirit Gathering Array.

Yang Qiu took one step forward and landed directly in the north of Qingfeng Peak. One hundred high-grade Holy Spirit Stones were arranged here, and then three hundred Holy Spirit Stones were also arranged in the three directions of southwest, north and south.

After the layout in the four directions of Qingfeng Peak was completed, he stepped back and placed another sacred weapon, the Giant's Hammer, in the center.

Once the Spirit Gathering Array is in operation, it really costs money and equipment. The holy weapon is not a supreme existence in that sect and cannot be offered like grandpa. Here it can only be used as fertilizer for the Spirit Gathering Array, and it can only be used for one year at most. Became waste.

If the head of Zixiao Mountain and the peak masters knew about it, they would have to slap Yang Qiu into a disability.

The Five Elements Gathering Spirit Formation was formed, and like a breeze blowing from the mountain, spiritual energy instantly filled the formation.

At this time, Huang Shang, who had returned to the house to rest, came back from the house. As soon as she stepped out, spiritual energy hit her face.

"Master, master, why is the spiritual energy on the mountain so strong?" Huang Shang asked in surprise.

"Oh, I just set up a spirit gathering array to help you practice faster." Yang Qiu said.

Yang Qiu did not dare to tell the eldest disciple that with this spirit gathering array, the speed of cultivation could be increased by more than ten times.

This can easily make disciples swell.

"Thank you, Master."

Huang Shang replied gratefully that the master was so kind to them. For their cultivation, the master also specially set up a spirit gathering array.

When Huang Shang was in Nangong, the place where he practiced was already a blessed place for spiritual energy. He didn't expect that the spiritual energy here was much stronger than that of Nangong.

As expected, the master has hidden many tricks. This spirit gathering formation is by no means an ordinary formation. Back then, there was a training tower in the Sun Moon Divine Palace, and there was a spirit gathering formation inside. That formation was nothing compared to the master's current formation.

"You go practice the piano." Yang Qiu said.

"Yes, Master." Huang Shang said.

The Five Elements Spirit Gathering Formation has been set up, and now they are waiting for Wu Yourong to come here to take root and recuperate.

Qingfeng Peak has not had many disciples over the years, so there are many trees and flowers on the mountain peak. With this spiritual energy in the future, these trees will benefit greatly, and some intelligent plants may appear.

Yang Qiu specially opened up a few acres of land behind the house and planted most of the rare herbs from his own little world here.

"Tianya grass, marigolds, ghost grass, Dipsacus grass..."

Yang Qiu took out a dozen peach trees and planted them in the front and back of the yard. He also opened a small area to plant a few melons and fruits. He also planted a gourd vine behind the house. It is summer now and the vine has already grown fruits. There were seven small gourds.

These are not ordinary products, they were carefully selected by Yang Qiujing.

Yang Qiu didn't stop, he took it out again. . . . . . .

Alas, there was nothing Yang Qiu could do. It was all because the grassland in the Ten Thousand Monsters Forest was too vast.

Now that Qingfeng Peak's spiritual energy is strong, I wonder if the medicinal effects of these herbs can become more intense.

Planting these is time-consuming. For the sake of the beauty of Qingfeng Peak, Yang Qiu arranged them into categories.

After doing this, Yang Qiu released seven or eight small animals from the small world.

"Little Jiji, stop holding my legs all the time. Damn, why are you on my back again?"

"Get down here. I'll count to three and I'll press you under the mountain."

This little Jiji is a little monkey. There are also two white rabbits, and...

"Woof woof woof."

A few dog barks were heard. Two little black dogs were jumping around at Yang Qiu's feet. They were very happy.

Yang Qiu saw a litter of three on the grassland. He wanted to take them all away, but was stopped by a big black dog who wanted to bite him to death. Later, Bai Zhao came out and let Yang Qiu take two away.

Yang Qiu squatted down and touched the little yellow dog's head. The little black dog jumped even more happily.

Qingfeng Peak is full of spiritual energy. I hope these little animals can grow better.

There is a small lake on Qingfeng Peak. Yang Qiu pulled out a big yellow cow from the small world and put it on the grass by the lake.

Cows are easy to feed, and there is plenty of grass on the mountain.

It took a long time to finish the work. After this arrangement, Qingfeng Peak has a few more traces of fairy air. The magical medicines, herbs and fruits are extraordinary, making Qingfeng Peak like a fairyland.

Huang Shang's piano sound came over, the faint piano sound, like crisp beads falling on a plate, coming with the wind.

It's also a good enjoyment to listen to the piano at this time.

Yang Qiu was just about to close his eyes when he lay on the bamboo chair and someone suddenly shouted from a distance:

"Little Master Uncle, Little Master Uncle, are you home?"