It's night.

The courtyard is silent.

Jing Yue sat alone at the desk, with the soybean lights swaying. He read the "Dayan Secret Book" for the first time because of his mood disorder, he felt that he could not continue reading it.

Long Shengjun is a very powerful person. In the Dayan Secret Book, he left behind magic tricks for spiritual spiritual practice, and also recorded some scattered life insights on the pages. Over the years, Jing Yue has practiced the sea of ​​divine things and chewed on the trivial information in this secret book... According to his guess, Long Shengjun must be a person who is beyond the ten realms. As for where he has taken, whether he has entered the Star Lord or reached a higher level, it is unknown.

Jing Yue knew that those big demons in southern Xinjiang, those who could establish mountains and sects, were all figures who were beyond the ten realms.

And the "Mr. Ganlu" who is the most popular now is the Demon Lord who is invincible in the East Realm.

Long Shengjun, dare to call himself a saint... Why should he have a star king's cultivation level?

After all, I often discuss the existence of the ultimate value of life on the pages of the book. What is immortality and reincarnation, it sounds weird and intimidating.

In the past, Jing Yue would follow the words and sentences left by Long Shengjun and think about it.

The sea of ​​gods spreads downward.

He is in no mood today.

After Su Shuijing left Baicaopu, Jing Yue actually wanted to know what happened after she went to Qiulipu... But Jing Yue has always been an extremely cautious person. Even if she succeeded in practicing the divine sea, she would never easily release her divine thoughts, so as not to cause trouble.

All what he said to Su Shuijing was true.

But he didn't have the habit of walking around in the garden and listened secretly.

He was openly emitting divine thoughts to listen.

There was something strange in Qiulipu... The one who guarded the medicine garden was a middle-aged man named "Gu San". He violated the precepts in the sect and was demoted to this place. The man had practiced ghost arts, but unfortunately he was not good at learning skills. He was only five realms and six realms. He also liked to hide his weaknesses in front of others. Most practitioners in the sect felt that this guy had only three realms of cultivation, and even the threshold of "middle realm" had never been broken.

The hierarchy system in the Juling Sect is very strict.

Su Shuijing is the only daughter of the Great Elder. He must have many life-saving treasures on his body, like the folding fan... When he met during the day today, Jing Yue almost fought back. If he took action, it would be revealed. He, a servant who guarded the medicine garden, had never practiced the Giant Spirit Sect's martial arts, and he would never be able to stop Su Shuijing's moves.

The folding fan looks quite high in quality. The treasure left by the Great Elder to his daughter is probably invincible within the ten realms.

Those quasi-saints should not have such treatment.

Thinking of this, Jing Yue couldn't help but sigh that reincarnation is really a science. If you settle in a wealthy family, you can easily get it without any struggle... After staying in Juling Sect for seven years, he gradually understood some things.

When he was young, he naively thought that nothing was something that could not be overcome by "working hard".

Now he saw clearly that even if someone threw all his blood out of his chest and sprinkled his clothes, he could not cross the ditch that was destined to be born.

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Jing Yue opened the door.

Disturbed.

There was a panicked face in his mind that couldn't be removed. The unrestrained Miss Su Shuijing's unexpected visit today caused some problems in his mood.

"This is not possible..."

He injected a basin of cold water and wiped it hard on his face with a wet towel.

"The last realm left in the Great Yan Secret Book. If you leave the Giant Spirit Sect, it may be difficult to find such a quiet place to live." Jing Yue looked at the swaying face in the well, and the young man at the bottom of the well also stared at him, his eyebrows and eyes full of indifference and calmness. His mood disappeared as the rippling waves dissipated, and he returned to calm little by little.

"But how long will it take to break the realm after staying here?"

He struggled a little in his heart.

According to his plan, it is not difficult to leave the Juling Sect as a servant in the Medicine Garden. There will always be no big shot to make things difficult for him. However, the long journey of the southern Xinjiang is really uncertain. He does not know his cultivation level, and he can be considered a number of people in southern Xinjiang... Before doing something, Jing Yue must always make plans to deal with the worst outcome.

If you can practice the Dayan Secret Book to the highest level in the Giant Spirit Sect, then it will be the best ending.

None of them.

He did everything he could do.

What else is safer than living in this trash sect quietly?

"Yi Yue, Jing Yue, you have to calm down..."

He twisted his cheek hard, and instructed the young man at the bottom of the well in a deep voice: "You must not be distracted by practicing the great way. Children and children have a long love. After all, it is just a cloud."

Silence for a moment.

Jing Yue laughed at herself again, "I just met once, are you thinking too much?"

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If a person has something to worry about, he cannot sleep.

Unless it is exhausted enough.

In Jing Yue's "The Secret Book of Dayan", there is a magical method called "Crossing the Sea of ​​Suffering". This technique coincides with an extremely rare spiritual medicine in southern Xinjiang. It is the method of the Long Shengjun being alone. In fact, this is indeed an extremely mysterious method of practice.

Block all entrances of the Divine Sea and bring all divine thoughts together... Condensing and compressing from the gas state, practitioners constantly feel the existence of the "Divine Sea". If they can feel the birth of the "water droplets", then it will be considered as if they are.

This is an extremely difficult and hard way to practice the sea of ​​divine.

The "Dayan Secret Book" clearly states that this is a very dangerous method of practice that is not recommended to try separately.

Jing Yue's first attempt to practice "cross the sea of ​​suffering" was a year ago. After the sea of ​​divine was closed, he had difficulty condensing a drop of water. The whole process was indeed difficult, and his soul seemed to fall into a deep abyss.

This technique is like crossing the sea of ​​suffering.

He did not continue to try to "cross the sea of ​​suffering" for a whole year after that.

Tonight is his second attempt.

It is much easier to condense the second drop of water than before, but... it is still extremely painful.

Fortunately, Jing Yue was not for practicing, so after doing this, he fell asleep.

The next day was a new day with bright spring.

There is also the familiar person who is bathed in spring breeze.

Jing Yue looked at Baicaopu in amazement and treated it as a water mirror girl who was in her home. He had just woken up early in the morning, washed her face with clean water, stewed the flower and grass porridge. Before he could eat it, Miss Su "come" came.

He also carried two pots of wine.

He kicked Su Shuijing from Jingyuebaicaopu casually, looked around, found Zhang Xiao’s ragged wooden table, dropped two pots of old wine onto the table, and smiled and said, "I'm here to thank you very much."

Jing Yue looked helpless, and he didn't feel happy at all. He came to Juling Sect to practice in a low-key manner. Miss Su Shuijing had her own light. When everyone rushed to this, they all noticed "White Grass Purple", which was not a good thing for them.

Su Shuijing sat upright and quickly explained: "I went to 'Qiulipu' yesterday and I have gained a lot."

Jing Yue hummed, and asked, "Hmm, have you all the Gu San?"

"No, no..." Su Shuijing smiled and raised a finger and shook it in front of him. "On the contrary, he didn't know a word."

Jing Yue squatted down silently, took his small porcelain bowl, served a bowl of porridge, chewed it slowly, and looked at the young lady calmly.

"He said no one came to Qiulipu this week." Su Shuijing smiled unabated, "He lied to me, so I insisted on him. Now there is evidence. What you said yesterday was... a week later, or late at night?"

Jing Yue lowered her eyebrows and eyes, "If I remember correctly, it should be."

Su Shuijing stretched out a hand and pointed to the two pots of wine on the wooden table, "Here, my father's favorite 'bamboo wine' is specially brought to you. This wine is so precious."

Jing Yue shook her head and said, "I can't collect such a precious thing. What's more, I don't drink."

Jing Yue never drinks.

He will never do things that make him "unconscious".

He didn't know how much he could drink, nor did he want to take this risk. If he was in a "slightly drunk" state, he revealed his flaws and made people discover his secrets... Then what was waiting for him was the road of death.

"Tsk..." Su Shuijing narrowed her eyes and asked tentatively: "My surname is Jing, are you going to stay in Baicaopu for the rest of your life?"

Jing Yue was shocked.

He frowned and thought slowly.

The boy's face frowned and thoughtful face fell into Su Shuijing's eyes. The young lady naturally thought that this young man who was in charge of the medicine garden was just not allowed to choose to stay here.

So she gave up her olive branch.

"I can make you officially become a disciple of the Giant Spirit Sect."

Su Shuijing said seriously: "You know who my father is. You are very smart and your talent should not be too bad. As long as you are willing to practice, you can quickly step into the inner door from the outer door."

She paused, looked at the dilapidated thatched hut and said quietly, "At that time, you won't have to live such a life."

Jing Yue raised her head, followed Su Shuijing's gaze and looked at the stone walls around her. There was nothing in the thatched house, only tattered ancient books, a slightly rusty bronze mirror, a wooden bed that could collapse at any time, and a large number of books neatly stacked on the ground.

Jing Yue was silent for a moment and refused bluntly, "I think this place is very good... What's more, I only know how to take care of the medicine garden, and I'm not interested in the outside world."

He didn't want to contact the people in this sect at all.

Outer disciple? Inner disciple?

Even if he gave the Holy Son of the Giant Spirit Sect to him... he would not be interested.

But he had no way to speak. If Su Shuijing in front of him became suspicious, then the originally simple matter would become complicated. His hard work would fail. His plan to leave the Juling Sect was forced to advance, and there might be trouble.

He can only use this reason to refuse.
To be continued...