In the evening, everyone sat in the room and picked up the lanterns to ponder.
Their understanding of the dao was very little, as if the heavens were difficult to comprehend.
The night was still so quiet, and they couldn't hear the slightest noise.
The silver-white crescent moon poured down, covering the earth.
The essence of the moon, and the light were both the foundation of condensing the dao.
The essence of the heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, were all the techniques of some powerful existences.
It was as if they were hunting fish in the sea, but it was hard to hunt a lot of fish.
"Brother, how do you feel?" Little Jie came to Little East's bed at this time.
He decided to cultivate in the night and condense spirit energy.
The meaning behind the Taoist scripture was not as concise as the nameless words that their grandfather had passed on to them.
Compared to the nameless words, the method of cultivation was more suitable for our initial cultivation.
"Little Jie, in the future, let's use grandpa's words as the foundation for cultivation and the Taoist scriptures as the support.
I feel that the words that grandpa passes on are very unusual, like the general principles of the Tao.
Compared with the Taoist scriptures, the meaning revealed by each word is clearer and deeper in the ancient times." Little Dong had a different understanding after the initial test, which showed that his talent was definitely chosen by the upper class.
Little Jie also began to sit cross-legged in meditation.
His mind silently activated the profoundness of the nameless language, and the air in the dark seemed to fluctuate slightly.
He gradually felt like his pores were also starting to breathe, and a pattern was formed between his breathing and breathing.
Little Jie seemed to have entered an empty and bright state, and the radiance that shone down on his body through the window became even more intense.
The faint and transparent moonlight seemed to have become more substantial at this moment.
It was as if a waterfall was pouring down, pouring into Little Jie's body and disappearing without a trace.
Gradually, Little Jie's body was covered in a layer of white Kongela.
At this moment, Little Jie's comprehension became suddenly cheerful, as if there was someone guiding his blood to surge.
Pure energy moved about his body, and the thoughts in his mind also began to appear more lively.
Could it be that cultivation could make one become intelligent?
Xiaodong was astonished by Jie's reaction.
He closed his eyes and began to breathe.
If anyone in Shushan could see their momentum, they would definitely be the key training disciples.
With such a large inhale and exhale, the spiritual force they condensed was pure and rich, which was far beyond the ordinary disciples with excellent qualifications.
At this moment, it was deep into the night.
There was a figure standing on top of a tall building outside the house.
The skinny figure seemed to be so thin in the wind.
However, everything seemed so natural, swaying with the wind.
The great dao was natural, touching heaven and earth.
The next morning, dawn broke through the silence.
When the first ray of sunshine fell on the earth, "Dear junior brothers, have you got up yet?
I come to see you." The laughter in white broke the quiet morning.
Xiaodong, Xiaojie, naturally opened his eyes and shook his shins.
They smiled at each other and got up to breathe, feeling that their bodies had endless strength.
"Why did he come here again?" Fang Ming sprang up from the bed and peeked through the crack of the door.
Strangely, he saw an eye.
"Ouch." The door was suddenly kicked open and Fang Ming was knocked open.
A young woman in white stood at the door.
Xiaodong, Xiao Jie was speechless when he opened the door and saw this scene.
But when everyone came to the courtyard, they were all shocked to see each other.
Fang Ming's face was green and red with two parallel lines, and the two lines were so abrupt.
The most powerful one was Wangzu.
His eyes were covered with red silk, his hair was messy, as if his mind was divided.
It was still Ling Hong.
Wang Ming was slightly better, but he seemed to be unable to open his eyes.
He was completely listless.
"Wow, did you steal a cow last night?" The white-robed man looked at Wang Zu and the others as if he was looking at a monster.
When he looked at Little Dong, Xiao Jie, he was shocked.
"Why didn't you steal a cow?
Hey...
You've changed your spiritual power.
It seems that there will be some in the future." The white-robed man didn't know what he was going to say, so everyone shivered.
After washing up, they all finished.

At the top of the mountain, there were a large number of huge stones.
Everyone was gathered.
At this time, they all wore white clothes and looked neat.
The killing scene was that the ancestor was sleeping on the stone.
Everyone was surprised and stunned.
What did the ancestor do last night?
Why was he so tired?
He was actually sleeping on the stone, and even drooling with his mouth open.
"Haha, Wangzu is so cute." The white-robed man's evil laughter scared the whole audience.
The words reached the ears of the others, and they all couldn't help stepping back a few steps, afraid that the anger of the white-robed man would affect themselves.
"You're so beautiful, little witch!" The king's ancestor said in his sleep at the moment when he raised his sword in white.
Everyone was stunned.
They looked at the king's ancestor as if he was a monster, only to see the saliva flowing out of his mouth and soaking Green Hillstone with his smirk.
He had a slightly obscene smile on his face.
Looking at the white clothes, his face flushed red, instantly turned blue, and instantly white.
"King Ancestor!" The man in white shouted and struck the Green Hillock Stone.
The ground began to shake, and smoke and dust flew everywhere.
Ling Hong Wangming quickly hid to one side, his face instantly turning white and grey, his eyes as wide as a bull's eye.
He could even put an egg in his mouth.
"Aiya, there's an earthquake.
Run!" The first words of the ancestor of the Wang Clan made everyone feel ashamed.
When they saw the pity in everyone's eyes, they turned pale, as if they knew something major was about to happen.
When the ancestor of the Wang Clan turned back to look at the white robe, his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.
However, he quickly understood that it wasn't the earthquake just now, but the work of the female devil.
"Hey hey, beautiful senior sister, what's going on?" Wang Zu obsequiously smiled.
"Hehe, today I'll let you experience the feeling of flying in the sky." The white-robed man was not angry, but smiled.
Then he rushed up to the sky with the "swoosh" of theZiji Sword, and a flash of light appeared in all directions.
The white-robed man stepped on Ziji.
He lifted the king Ancestor with one hand, and with a "swoosh", he cut through the sky and disappeared.
"Fang Ming, let's start praying for that crazy guy.
I hope God bless us that this kind of thing won't happen to us." Wang Ming put his palms together and bowed deeply to the sun.
Xiaodong looked at the broken granite and his eyes lit up.
"There's no need to look anymore.
In the future, when our cultivations reach a high level, we can also fly over the sky and split the stone.
As long as our kung fu reaches a certain level, we can also do the same," Xiaojie said calmly.
When everyone heard this, they didn't say anything else, only trying again, again and again.
When Wang Zu came back, he had been sitting on the ground motionless, his eyes straight, his hair standing up.
The first thing he said was water.
The crowd was speechless.
Time did not leave anyone behind.
In the accumulation of countless failures and experiences, the smooth granites did not move at all.
Many people could lift the granites and even walk for a distance.
Everyone's body had increased a lot in willpower, and their balance could be basically controlled.
After half a year, not only had their appetite increased quite a bit, but they had also grown quite a bit taller.
The main reason was that when one's spirit energy reached a certain height required a breakthrough, new attempts had to be made to find a breakthrough point.
No matter how many days, how many dawnes, how many wanes, how many wanes, how many wanes and wanes.
Dawn body refining, night breathing, qi refining.
Everyone was not a mediocre person, and their progress was naturally impressive.
During the half a year of hard work, Xiaodong and Xiaojie were the most outstanding.
They were able to carry the granite and go back and forth on the path within two hours.
The rest of the people could basically finish within half a day, reaching the standard of the third level of Qi-Drawing.
Xiaodong and Xiaojie were the fifth levels of Qi-Drawing.
They needed an opportunity to enter the second level of Qi-refining.
It was just that the difference between their realms was quite huge, even if it was just a bit too small.
The difference of a hair's breadth was equivalent to the difference of a thousand miles.