I think the sect went bankrupt and everyone became like a dragon

When Shen Mu finished speaking, he found that the disciples were even more excited than himself.

All of them were moved and their eyes were red.

Look, this is the Immortal Sect Master.

Other sects, eager to let the disciples practice day and night, do tasks, the disciples of the slow progress of cultivation will be a waste of firewood, and even will be driven out of

the sect, but in Lingxu Mountain, the young sect master actually asked everyone to go to the fence to listen to the music and relax! It also provides funds for activities.

The disciples were a little incredulous.

In his previous life, I was afraid that he had saved the entire cultivation realm before he could meet a young sect master like Shen Mu, right?

Shen Mu's eyes were also red.

Angry!

Damn, there are so many requirements for the system, and there are even minimum requirements for the daily cultivation time.

Otherwise, he would have arranged for his disciples to go on a tour of the mountains and rivers, and he would have cultivated a hammer!

"Alright, get off work!"

Shen Mu slapped his face and motioned for the disciples to hurry back and rest.

Well, it's better to go down the mountain and have fun and not come back for three days.

It's a pity that no one understood what Shen Mu meant, and the disciples said thank you to Shen Mu in their mouths, and then they scattered one after another.

Ye Qingrou's heart was also moved.

Since the death of the old sect master, everyone in Lingxu Mountain has a string in their hearts, for fear that the sect qualification of Lingxu Mountain will be banned.

Shen Mu made these ridiculous arrangements, probably because he saw that everyone was under too much pressure.

When the disciples are relaxed this time, they will definitely devote themselves to cultivation even harder.

There is a degree of relaxation, this is the real cultivation!

Such insight into the hearts of the people is the responsibility of the real great sect master!

Lingxu Mountain is bound to be strong again!

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After the disciples left one after another, and Cui Qinghe also led the team back to rest, Shen Mu was still a little uneasy.

He took Ye lightly and walked around and came to the peak again.

That is, a small hill specially set aside for Zhu Hai.

Through the window, watching Zhu Hai scratching his ears and cheeks holding a copy of "Refining: From Entry to Soil", Shen Mu was relieved.

Attaboy! This is the five elders of my Lingxu Mountain.

Shen Mu even forgot that Zhu Hai was still working overtime at night.

At Zhu Hai's level, he gave him ten years and he couldn't refine a low-grade magic weapon.

This wave, Lingxu Mountain is going to have a big reduction in luck!

Shen Mumei went back to the cave to sleep.

Practice? It's impossible to cultivate in this life, isn't it good to lie down and cultivate for the sake of brushing and brushing up?

What Shen Mu didn't know was that while he was sleeping.

Among the disciples of the peak.

The night was already dark, and the spar lamps were still on in the cave of many disciples.

Zhang Feng is an inner disciple of Lingxu Mountain, and now he has cultivated to the eightfold level of Qi cultivation.

He was also a member of the Disciple Academy before.

After Shen Mu finished covering up the Qingfeng Sword Finger for his disciples, Zhang Feng returned to the cave mansion.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Zhang Feng couldn't sleep.

In his mind, he kept recalling the scene when Shen Mu used the Qingfeng Sword Finger, the wisps of breeze wrapped around his fingertips, turning into a hurtful blade for a while, and turning into a soft finger for a while, the breeze seemed to turn into an elf at Shen Mu's fingertips, so smart!

Right! It's smart!

Zhang Feng sat up from the bed with a 'swoop'.

Before, he had always practiced martial arts according to the script, and only focused on the sharpness of the wind chasing, but he had never thought that the breeze had such a smart side.

Unrestrained, flexible and natural, this is the essence of the wind.

Zhang Feng stood dumbfounded, endless insights poured into his mind.

Unconsciously, a wisp of breeze lingered around Zhang Feng, blowing the ends of his hair and the corners of his clothes.

Between his five fingers, the breeze is like a smart goblin.

The breeze is pointing at the sword, and it is a great success in an instant!

Zhang Feng was in the Qi refining period, and he actually comprehended the artistic conception of a trace of wind!

"I see, no wonder the young sect wants us to come back to cultivate and study by ourselves, it turns out that he has already discovered our problem!"

"Only what you cultivate by yourself belongs to you!"

Zhang Feng looked at the breeze at his fingertips, his face was full of excitement.

Although his cultivation has not yet grown for the time being, he has comprehended the artistic conception of the wind, and he has a smooth road before he is knotted.

And this is all the credit of the young sect master.

"Thank you Young Sect Master for teaching, Zhang Feng will remember it in his heart!"

Zhang Feng bowed respectfully towards the back mountain, and then returned to the cave with a resolute expression.

He must cultivate seriously and repay the cultivation of the young sect master in the future!

Next.

Outside Lingxu Mountain, in many markets of the Great Yan Dynasty, many people drank wine and boasted loudly.

The matter of Lingxu Mountain opening the mountain gate to recruit disciples has spread, and this is the focus of everyone's discussion.

"Isn't it? Don't have the qualifications? Can you go to the Miscellaneous Root too? "

Doesn't it mean that cultivating immortals must at least be a spiritual root?"

"This condition is too relaxed, isn't it? I've heard that the people of the Demon Gate like to cultivate with living people the most..."

"Fart! Lingxu Mountain is a righteous sect, one of the four major sects of our Great Yan Dynasty! He

said that he didn't believe it, but many people were on the road as soon as they heard the news.

Although it is a ninth-rate, Lingxu Mountain is a famous sect in the Great Yan Dynasty, and there are many strong people in the foundation building period.

This is already an incomparably powerful existence in the eyes of ordinary people.

Now that the opportunity to join Xianmen is in front of you, who can bear it?

Outside the market, a handsome young man dressed in coarse linen clothes with bronzed skin and a huge scar on his chest suddenly moved when he heard the news.

"Village Chief, I want to go to Lingxu Mountain!" There was silence for a moment, and the boy suddenly spoke.

The old village chief sighed: "Hao'er, your roots and bones are missing now, and it is no longer suitable to take the immortal road." Hearing

this, Shi Hao subconsciously touched his chest, and the scar was like a huge centipede crawling on his chest, and there was a burning pain as he exhaled and inhaled.

A trace of pain flashed in Shi Hao's eyes.

He was born with immortal bones and supreme assets, but he was dug up and became a waste when he was a teenager.

Ordinary people, no matter how poor their qualifications are, have miscellaneous spirit roots, but there is only emptiness in his body, not even a trace of bones, and he is a waste wood that he hates dogs.

However, Shi Hao was still unwilling to give up.

"Old village chief, Lingxu Mountain doesn't like talent when recruiting disciples, so I want to try!" A flash of hatred flashed in Shi Hao's eyes: "As long as there is a slight opportunity, I want to seize it!" "

Only by becoming a cultivator can I take revenge!"

"Well, then go ahead." The old village chief sighed helplessly.

Shi Hao bowed to the head of the old village, turned around and rushed in the direction of Lingxu Mountain.

He had a faint premonition in his heart that as long as he became a cultivator, his immortal bones might be able to recover.

It is not impossible for Nirvana to be reborn as a supreme, I hope that the young sect master of Lingxu Mountain can choose him!

Meanwhile.

God of Wealth Chamber of Commerce, outside the Dan Pavilion.

"Fuck off!"

"Look at what kind of Dan you are refining, do you want to ruin the reputation of our God of Wealth Chamber of Commerce?"

A thin man, with messy hair and a Danshi robe, was thrown out of the God of Wealth Chamber of Commerce.

Seeing this, the onlookers widened their eyes.

The alchemist is a master, and the first time he saw someone treated like this, some people immediately raised questions

, but some people in the crowd recognized the identity of the young man: "Isn't this Duan Ming, people give nicknames to ghosts."

"It's really him, I heard that he had an aphrodisiac effect last time when he refined the blood refining pill, and he killed the eldest brother who bought the pill."

"I saw the scene afterwards, tsk, there are five big men in a room, and the four chrysanthemums are bleeding, it's too tragic."

"This guy even dares to do alchemy, isn't he looking for death?"

Hearing this, the onlookers all took a step back and looked at Duan Ming in horror.

Can refine the blood refining pill into an aphrodisiac pill, what kind of devil alchemist is this?

Duan Ming listened to these words in his ear, and he silently patted his robe and stood up.

He has heard many similar remarks over the years, but he has his own pursuits.

He wants to revolutionize the alchemy world!

The elixir is not refined like this now!

"Duan Ming, if you want me to see you once at the God of Wealth Chamber of Commerce, I'll break your three legs!" The big man of the Chamber of Commerce who threw Duan Ming out glanced at him fiercely, and closed the door with a 'snap'.

Duan Ming looked at the others silently, and the others also retreated one after another, avoiding them.

The alchemist is a person who is welcomed by everyone, but Duan Ming, a strange alchemist, is really disgusted by dogfights.

Duan Ming pursed his lips, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

He is talented, and even the master who taught him alchemy said that he was a one-in-a-million alchemy genius, and as long as he could give up his ridiculous 'dream', he would have a great future in the future.

However, if alchemy can't pursue its dreams, what is the difference between it and salted fish?

And alchemy requires resources, and without resources, even if his skills are strong, it will be difficult to complete his dream.

At this time, Duan Ming suddenly heard someone in the crowd say the words 'Lingxu Mountain' and 'unconditionally recruit disciples'.

Duan Ming's eyes immediately lit up.

Lingxu Mountain is one of the four major sects of Great Yan, and there are no alchemists in the sect.

The Human Sect of Lingxu Mountain won't be as short-sighted as the God of Wealth Chamber of Commerce, right?

Duan Ming's mind moved, and he hurriedly rushed towards the direction of Lingxu Mountain.

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