Although the little girl's origin was strange, Shen Xiaozi was reluctant to let her go down the mountain. Besides, she didn't tell her origin, and Shen Xiaozi didn't know where to send her back.

"Cough, cough..."

The little girl suddenly couldn't help but cough. Shen Xiaozi saw a trace of abnormal paleness flowing out from her pink and jade-carved face. He had never deliberately studied medical skills, but his cultivation was still quite good. It was obvious that the little girl was sick.

He hesitated for a moment, took out a nearly transparent small jade bottle, and a white and red pill was lying quietly inside.

Shen Xiaozi carefully handed it to her and said, "Come on, you won't cough if you eat this."

The little girl seemed to have no idea what kind of politeness was. She nodded, took the little jade bottle, gently unscrewed the bottle plug, and immediately a stream of spiritual energy turned into a substantial floating out of the bottle mouth, turning into the shape of a small snake.

Shen Xiaozi almost turned his head, which was a sign of great pain in his heart. It turned out that the pill was made of a thousand-year-old serpentine Ganoderma lucidum as the main medicine. Only nine pills were obtained in a furnace. Even if ordinary people took it, there would be no trouble. From then on, they would not have any diseases. Most of the medicinal power that could not be digested for a while will be hidden in the limbs and bones, slowly exerting the effect of the medicine.

If it weren't for other pills on Shen Xiaozi's body, the little girl might not be able to withstand the power of medicine, and he wouldn't have been willing to give her this pill.

Of course, he also has a subconscious mind, that is, all such precious elixirs were sent out. If he still sent this disciple down the mountain, it would be a loss of money. Otherwise, he would have thought for a little while and found many ways to deal with the little girl's slight coldness, rather than having to give such precious elixirs.

The little girl was not surprised to see the magic of the spirit pill, so she put the pills from the little jade bottle into her mouth.

The pill melted when it entered her mouth, and soon a gentle heat came out of her body, and the cold in the morning could no longer do anything to her.

She felt comfortable as if she was soaked in hot water, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.

Seeing this, Shen Xiaozi asked, "How do you feel?"

The little girl replied with three words, "I want to sleep."

Then she really closed her black eyes and breathed evenly. If Shen Xiaozi hadn't sent a breeze to hold her up, the little girl would have fallen into the fresh soil.

When the little girl woke up, it was already the third night. The moon appeared above Taiyi Peak, wandering between bullfighting.

She opened her eyes and saw Shen Lian, and she had something to ask.

Shen Lian said, "If you want to talk to me, just say it in your heart, I can hear it."

The little girl was a little confused and nodded.

She only found herself sleeping in a lotus pod, next to it was a clear spring, and a huge rock was naturally separated by the air above her head, like an eaves, with lotus pods below, not afraid of wind and sunlight.

"Where is that uncle?"

Shen Lian said: "Where are you there."

The little girl looked in the direction that Shen Lian pointed, and saw Shen Xiaozi meditating under a big tree where the two of them hugged each other.

She said again: "I have listened to you and went up the mountain, what should I do?"

Shen Lian said: "Just let it go."

"Oh." The little girl replied briefly in her heart.

"You are awake." Shen Xiaozi's voice suddenly floated to the little girl's ears.

The little girl turned her head and met Shen Xiaozi's gaze.

Because of the long-term practice of thunder, Shen Xiaozi's eyes would unconsciously have a hint of thunder. Therefore, the disciples with shallow cultivation on the mountain dared not look at him, and were very afraid of him.

But the little girl seemed to have no feelings, and she only had freedom and calmness in her eyes.

Shen Xiaozi had long guessed that she had a rock-solid nature, and at this time she couldn't help but sigh that if she practiced, she would definitely not encounter many bottlenecks.

Since Yuan Qing established the Qingxuan Taoist Sect, it has explained Qingxuan's practice purpose: "If you want to cultivate your behavior, you must first cultivate your heart." Therefore, Qingxuan's disciples are the first important thing in polishing the Taoist heart. Now Taiweige, which collects classics, is also the most Daozang and various classics, and there are very few magic and Taoist techniques.

Yuan Qing said that if someone can understand the essence of those classics, it will be easy to practice magic and Taoist techniques.

If you do not understand the mythology, even if you rely on your roots and bones to practice magic, you will be just a sourceless water without roots, and at most you will be a corpse guardian.

At the beginning, not many people listened to this, at least in Shenxiaozi's generation, few people listened to this. Therefore, although most of his generation achieved some success at the beginning, most of them are old now, and they can be said to be in a dilemma and dying.

On the contrary, the Shen Xiaozi, who was not outstanding at the beginning, has seen through the mystery of the thunder method and has come from behind. He still has a lifespan of hundreds of years. If he is lucky and practices to become a soul, he will be able to live a Taoist life, far beyond his peers.

It is precisely because of this that he deeply understands the importance of nature to practice. He is even more determined. In any case, he must ask the Lord of Yuan Qing to accept this disciple.

Because of the little girl's pearls and jade, more than ten people followed one after another, but they were all invisible to him. Moreover, no newcomer could look at him calmly like a little girl.

From this point, it proves that his guess is correct.

In the end, twenty-five people passed the questioning path, but after the screening of the Judgment Selection Conference, only ten people were left.

When Shen Xiaozi completed the task, he impatiently took them to Taiyi Peak to meet Yuan Qing.

Although opening the mountain gate and accepting disciples was a major event, Yuan Qing did not check the process. He believed that Shen Xiaozi could handle these things, and he had been on a whim recently and always felt that something big would happen.

For this reason, he asked Dong Xuanzi, who was sitting down to listen to the Taoist sect with Master Qingxuan, who is now second only to his great elder.

Dong Xuanzi condensed his lifelong efforts and finally summed up a magical skill that he had learned, calling it Ziwei Divine Art. With the Ziwei Divine Art, his ability to deduce Tianji can be considered top in the current world of cultivation.

Yuan Qing explained his purpose to him, but Dong Xuanzi refused to refuse and dig a divination.

This incident made Yuan Qing regretful, because before the Dongxuanzi hexagram was released, his spirit dissipated and then sat and dissolved.

Although Dong Xuanzi's cultivation level was far inferior to his, he was always trained to become a soul and was close to the immortal. He actually fell because of the deception of the fortune-telling matter, and Jiao Yuanqing was greatly shocked.

He didn't know what big thing was going to happen, but he was already deeply afraid. After all, before the incident happened, Qing Xuan broke a real person of the soul.

If this matter is revealed, it may immediately cause shocking waves.

Yuan Qing did not disclose this to others. When he saw the ten new disciples of the sect, he was very calm, and Shen Xiaozi didn't find anything.

But Shen Lian followed the little girl to Qingxuan Palace and was a little surprised. It turned out that he had not paid attention to the situation of Taiyi Peak these days. When he saw Yuan Qing again, he saw a ray of death in his eyebrows.
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