Chapter 242 (1/2)
”Well, experience, our Xuantian Jianmen disciples get the sect experience every time they condense the elixir. They walk in thirteen states and kill demons all the way. Life and death are up to life and death. After all, only after experiencing the wind and rain can you grow completely. Otherwise, hiding in the sect forever becomes a greenhouse flower. What's the use of asking for it? In addition, if you die in an accident during training, you won't expect someone to save you as you used to. ” After tie Hongling finished, she took a deep look at Zhao Jiuge, a little serious. Then she continued to add, ”don't think that you are now the master's apprentice, so you can rest assured. On the contrary, you have to bear more pressure and pay more, because your identity does not allow you to be mediocre.”
Zhao Jiuge nodded thoughtfully. I don't know why. Zhao Jiuge suddenly thought of Su Su and Bai Qingqing.
Although I feel pressure, but this is not the way I chose. I have always been eager to change my strength and grow all the way.
Put aside all the thoughts in my heart, I look forward to the sky in the distance with my eyes looking forward to it. Let me meditate in my heart. Come on, let everything come more violently. Let time witness my growth.
Take your time and look to the future.
Zhao Jiuge believes in himself, just like when he stepped into the spiritual path to practice, he didn't expect that he could reach this level three years later. Zhao Jiuge firmly believes that in another three years, he will grow to a higher level at that time.
”Let's go back to lotus peak, practice in the daytime every day, and explain all the relevant knowledge to you at night.” Tie Hongling hears Zhao Jiuge and doesn't say much.
A volume of red light flashed, ”Phoenix night” roared past, shuttling through the clouds.
Lotus peak.
As soon as he came in, Zhao Jiuge ran carefree on the spirit grass full of rich aura, barefoot. At this moment, he didn't have to worry about the shackles of pressure, and he didn't have to deliberately try to pursue the little bit by bit, but he simply laughed like a teenager.
Over the past three years, in order to pursue his strength, he lived a little tired, but he never complained, because he wanted to get something, he had to pay. Along the way, all kinds of knowledge and experiences, and saw those monks with high accomplishments, which made Zhao Jiuge's heart sprout the idea that he should do the same.
Similarly, with her white feet, her red skirt curled up and her legs bent and bowed, she sat on the grass with a tranquil face, smiling like a child Zhao Jiuge.
No more words, no more words, just watching quietly. Finally, Zhao Jiuge seems to be tired of playing. He sits down beside the elder martial sister with envious eyes. ”Elder martial sister, when will my jiugefeng be like you? The environment is really beautiful.”
The blue sky and white clouds, the crane flying by from time to time, the medicine field on the ground exudes a faint fragrance of medicine, all kinds of exotic flowers and plants sway in the wind, and the air is filled with rich aura, all of which form a landscape painting. Let Zhao Jiuge's heart grow envious.
Tie Hongling said in a soft voice, ”you will know when you go back one month later. Tomorrow your Third Elder martial brother will help you clean up. You just have to study and practice hard in this month. Nothing can be done overnight. My lotus peak is similar to your Jiuge peak at the beginning, and it will be slow after time goes by If you cultivate it slowly, just like you practice, you need to accumulate a little bit of spiritual power. It is impossible for your strength to soar overnight. ”
Hearing that the elder martial sister has shifted the topic to practice again, Zhao Jiuge has some headache. Now he has become a disciple of his own generation. Zhao Jiuge wants to relax. However, no matter what elder martial sister says, she can finally turn to practice and take this opportunity to teach herself.
Looking at Zhao Jiuge's helpless and contradictory expression, tie Hongling sighs in her heart. She doesn't want to be like this. But now, with Zeng qingniu's absence, Shasha is her daughter's body, and their descendants, xuantianfeng, must have their own resistance. Otherwise, she would not take the trouble to say so much with Zhao Jiuge, just because the time is really running out.
Seeing Zhao Jiuge, she didn't seem to want to mention it, so she didn't want to talk about it. She secretly thought that she would slowly enlighten Zhao Jiuge in the evening.
Zhao Jiuge was stunned when he saw the red silk, which was sitting in groups, and the red skirt was moving with the wind. Zhao Jiuge was so moved at this moment. I believe that only I have ever seen such a binding red Ling.