The red-column verandah is not far from the pavilion. A maid prepared tea and brought it to the pavilion. She looked curiously at the two of them, lowered her head and walked away quickly.

Ning Jiya noticed something and nodded slightly.

Just as Li Xianyuan was about to speak, Ning Jiya's beautiful eyes narrowed.

"Wait a minute." She woke up and shouted: "How long are you old guys going to keep an eye on my apprentice?"

A streak of purple energy hit Li Xianyuan's body, and Ning Jiya said: "Okay, disciple, let's talk."

Li Xianyuan said: "There were too many people in the square before, so some things are hard to explain. I'm... this is the broken spirit root."

"... Broken Spirit Root?" The beautiful eyes were a little confused at first, and then turned serious. She probably remembered some allusions about Broken Spirit Root.

Li Xianyuan continued: "That's why I came to the Chunyang Sect to find a way to live forever."

"Of course there are techniques to prolong life, but is it still too late...?"

She asked about Li Xianyuan's remaining life.

"If you can complete it within three or two months, you will have no worries."

Li Xianyuan answered that his life span was only half a year.

Ning Jiya thought deeply and said, "There is no need to be anxious about this matter. There are several exercises in Yangxia Peak that specialize in immortality. I will go to Yang Xifeng to ask for some elixirs that can extend life and improve cultivation. I will definitely be able to do it in time."

She didn't abandon Li Xianyuan just because he had broken spiritual roots.

But Li Xianyuan didn't want to trouble others too much, even his own master.

He pondered slightly.

Going further north... we left Dashang and reached the territory of Chu State.

Kunlunxu, the ancestor of Wanshan, is over there, and that is where the heavenly troops are stationed. Every twelve years, Li Jing or the four heavenly kings and others will be sent to Kunlunxu to recruit heavenly soldiers and generals.

At the same time, Kunlunxu is also the place where the Queen Mother of the West lives. The Yaochi Pantaoyuan is famous. The Buzhou Mountain where Gonggong hit is not too far from Kunlunxu.

It's just that we have to walk tens of thousands of miles away. I think that before I could reach Li Xianyuan, he would run out of life and die. And even if he reached Kunlun Mountain, would he still be able to get flat peaches?

"There are mundane things in the mortal world. Can you let me take care of them?"

"Of course. The initiation ceremony is on the seventh day of July. It's good to be back in time. Why don't I ask your third senior brother to take you there."

"No need, it's not far away. You can come back in two or three days."

Ning Jiya nodded: "That's fine. I'll take this opportunity to find some elixirs and spiritual fruits for you."

Li Xianyuan thought for a while, but still refused: "There is no need to bother senior, I have some opportunities, I think it is not a big problem to break the spiritual roots."

Li Xianyuan's oath was categorical. Although he didn't know why it was so conclusive, he thought it was true. It was normal to have some little secrets when being an apprentice. Ning Jiya didn't ask any more questions, nor did she ask what the common things were.

As if she couldn't bear to see Li Xianyuan's unchanging expression even though the sky was falling, Ning Jiya rolled her eyes at Li Xianyuan and said in front of him: "You brat, don't think that you can be arrogant just because you have broken spiritual roots. You should call me master."

Still have to call."

"Yes, Master." Li Xianyuan bowed deeply and respectfully.

Ning Jiya nodded with satisfaction, took out a Taoist robe from the Qiankun bag and threw it to Li Xianyuan: "Bring this robe with you."

The Taoist robe is black and white, with gold threads on the edges. The silk is smooth and feels very good, and it is extraordinary. The sun shines brightly, the black and white colors are more pure, and the gold threads are also dyed with a dark gold feel.

"That old Taoist surnamed Ji dares to treat you like this. I will go to him to ask for one or two treasures. This will be your meeting gift when you become a disciple."

Li Xianyuan nodded, walked out of the mansion under Ning Jiya's gaze, and walked all the way down the mountain.

It's not uncommon for disciples to see Li Xianyuan holding the black and white robes that are only available to direct disciples. They couldn't help but be curious, wondering if he was the new direct disciple he had accepted this time.

Not long after Li Xianyuan left, a Chinese woman in her twenties walked up to Ning Jiya on the verandah and said crisply: "Master."

The woman was wearing a black and white gold silk Taoist robe, her eyebrows were black and dark, her skin was as white as snow, her eyes were made of autumn water and jade was like her bones. Standing there, she seemed to be in stunning beauty on earth, even the fairyland in the mountains was a bit bleak.

The woman's jade lips slightly opened: "Master, I heard that you took my junior brother up the mountain and came out to take a look. I just don't know where my junior brother is."

"I went down the mountain to take care of some mundane matters. I'll be back in a few days." Ning Jiya withdrew her gaze and turned to the woman.

"What kind of spiritual root does my junior brother have? I will go to Lingyang Pavilion to look for some spells to see if there are any that he can use."

Ning Jiya shook her head lightly: "No need, your little junior brother is precocious and has already planned what he wants to do. On the other hand, it's you, the senior brother, so don't scare him."

"What can a disciple do if his appearance is given to him by his parents?"

Ning Jiya chuckled: "If Lan Caihe, one of the eight immortals, sees you, he will definitely be happy. I will go to see Old Man Cui as my master. You should take care of your home. Don't be like the two senior brothers who run around all day long.

Not many people.”

"Master Cui? Master, what do you want from him?"

"Settling accounts."

…

On the way down the mountain, Li Xianyuan caught an inner disciple in a blue and white Taoist robe: "This junior brother."

"Senior brother, what's the matter?" The young man saw Li Xianyuan holding a black and white Taoist robe and did not dare to neglect him.

"I am a new disciple who has not learned magic yet. If you want to trouble me, junior brother, please send me down the mountain."

"That's easy to say." The young man said with a smile, and with a pinch of the sword, two long swords sprang out from the scabbards behind him. If they were spiritual, they fell at their feet: "My magical weapon happens to be the mother-child sword, one for each person. Senior brother

Just come up, be careful and stay steady."

The long sword soared into the air. The young man slowed down at first, fearing that Li Xianyuan would be unwell. Seeing that it was okay with him, he speeded up again and turned into two green rainbows, shooting out from the horizon——

After a stick of incense, Li Xianyuan and Li Xianyuan arrived a hundred miles away from Yangqing Peak. At the foot of a low mountain, it was exactly where he was waiting to open the door to accept his disciples. The carriage was still placed in the forest clearing.

The official road not far away was still congested, even though it was already afternoon, the traffic flow continued unabated.

"Just drop it here."

The young man responded, and the flying sword circled and landed next to the open carriage.

"Thank you, junior brother." Li Xianyuan stood firm on the ground and said with a slight cup of his hands. The cold wind blew for a long time, and his complexion was as pale as death."

"Senior brother, you're welcome. We are all from the Chunyang Sect, and we are from Yang Qingfeng, so we should help each other. It's just that you, senior brother, don't care..."

Li Xianyuan coughed a few times and tightened the Taoist robe in his arms: "I am weak and sick, I have long been used to it."

The young man nodded, put a sword into its sheath, stood on the sword and held it in his hand: "See you later."

"I hope." Li Xianyuan returned the gift with a cupped hand.

The young man turned into a blue rainbow and headed straight for the Chunyang Mountains that stretched thousands of miles. He watched him leave, turned around, went to the carriage, took out his baggage, and put the Taoist robe into the baggage.

Wearing this robe is too eye-catching when walking. The key is that no matter the official roads, trails, or untrodden wild roads, they are all crowded with people who want to join the Chunyang Sect. I wear a Chunyang Taoist robe, and I have no cultivation skills.

, the outcome will most likely be to be trampled to death by the crowds of bees and crowds.

The wind blew through his body before, making him numb and numb. Now the warm sun was shining on his body and he was still cold, without any warmth. Li Xianyuan raised a fire and heated some spring water. It took a cup of tea to warm his body.

After extinguishing the fire, Li Xianyuan glanced at Chunyang from a distance and descended the short mountain.
Chapter completed!