Chapter 8 Zhao Hongxue? Evil cultivator?
All the disciples were shocked.
Someone had already drawn Bai Bing's training movements during this period and sold them at a high price.
When they both entered the sect, they watched Bai Bing grow with their own eyes, just like watching a raised son.
These secret cultivation methods may seem simple, but they can achieve such amazing results, and there must be a profound meaning behind them.
So the next day, a large number of disciples wearing loose Taoist uniforms started running along the path in the morning, forming a long queue.
Bai Bing is very happy here.
Because he found that this method really works!
As he started running, the sound of gnawing in his body stopped. Moreover, he deliberately used the strange power in his body, and instantly felt that his whole body had endless power, like a perpetual motion machine.
I sprinted around the Enlightenment Mountain ten times or eight times without even taking a breath.
One-handed push-ups, you can do 200 push-ups without waist pain or leg soreness.
Then something magical happened. The movement of the parasite in the body became smaller and smaller. At first it was still eating the body slowly, but after a full day of exercise, the parasite stopped moving.
The disadvantage was that he felt very tired, especially after the parasite stopped moving. He found that his physical fitness dropped sharply, and he fell down from exhaustion after just five push-ups.
The ancients said that life lies in movement.
I insist on 100 sit-ups, 100 push-ups, 100 stand-ups, and 10 kilometers of long-distance running every day. I believe that if I keep persisting, no matter how big the enemy is in the future, I can solve it with one palm.
Then he remembered the martial arts taught by his master and thought that this was also a form of exercise. He followed the formula he had read yesterday and clapped his hands.
So the parasite is reawakened.
[It felt very tired, but found that it finally had a use. It cheered up and announced its ferocity to the outside world. ]
[ Its potential was stimulated, and its fighting spirit surged again, instantly eroding a large area of muscle and nerve tissue. ]
What the hell?
If you use martial arts, the erosion of parasites will be deepened?
Bai Bing took off his shirt and saw the horizontal line drawn on his chest that morning. Now the crawling feeling had climbed up a lot and reached the fourth rib.
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The next day, the disciples discovered that Bai Bing no longer used that strange practice method.
He sat on a rock under the setting sun, silently looking into the distance, his figure looking very sad.
And very beautiful and handsome.
He failed, failed completely.
The parasite began to make a low neighing noise again, working overtime to eat away at his body and infect his nerves. Even in the end of the Dharma era when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was locked by the mind, it remained unwavering.
"Bai Bing, come here."
At some point, a figure appeared next to Bai Bing, it was Lin Chunqiu.
The strange thing was that this time Lin Chunqiu directly called his name, and his tone was cold.
Bai Bing came to Elder Lin's attic dejectedly.
"Bai Bing, I have been observing you as my master."
Lin Chunqiu said calmly, "Ever since you started, I have noticed that there is something wrong with you, but I have never pointed it out."
Bai Bing raised his head slightly. Also, he can become an elder. They are all human spirits, so they must be able to detect abnormalities.
"You refused to take the Foundation-Building Pill at first. I thought you might have your own secrets and your own way of cultivating the Tao." "
Then I found out that you didn't take the ultimate Perfect Soul-Transforming Foundation-Building Pill, which made me a little confused." "
Again . Then you didn't retreat to enlightenment, which made me even more surprised."
"It wasn't until you started running that I suddenly understood where my doubts were."
Lin Chunqiu suddenly raised his voice with a stern look on his face, "Why are you imitating Zhao Hongxue?"
He The voice was very serious, and there seemed to be a faint sound of sharp insects, and a squirming sound of mucus, which sounded terrible.
Zhao Hongxue?
Bai Bing was stunned for a moment, "What happened to her? Why should I imitate her?"
Isn't that an evil cultivator? He killed fellow disciples, what did I do? At best, those people imitate my running.
"Zhao Hongxue is his former apprentice, your senior sister."
Tian Changlao, who had a sarcoma on his back, appeared on crutches. "This girl is extremely talented, no less than you. She was once regarded as a treasure by our Qingyun Sect. , it's a pity that she rebelled.
No one knows why she rebelled, but there were some special signs before she rebelled. After
being released from seclusion at a certain time, she refused to practice, refused to teach, and even fought against her fellow disciples.
This old guy thought Zhao Hongxue She went crazy and lost her mind, so she was imprisoned and thought about her faults. Unexpectedly, she actually colluded
with the evil cultivators. Just a few years ago, she killed the deacon who was thinking about the cliff and colluded with the evil cultivators lurking in the dark. Fortunately, she The leader had to personally take action, repelling the group of evil cultivators and seriously injuring her.
Old man Lin tried to communicate with her, but before she left, she promised that she would personally clean up the Qingyun Sect and everyone.
So so far, she has Being on the Qingyun Sect's wanted list is a big stain on our majestic Qingyun Sect.
Do you know why Old Man Lin is so concerned about you? Because that is the biggest pain in his life. He wants to train you and restore the name of the Qingyun Sect. Become a truly outstanding cultivator and spread the name of my sect throughout the continent!
However, your current situation is very worrying."
Tian Qingfeng rolled his protruding eyes, looked at Bai Bing, and sneered:
"I see Your pupils shrank, what? Did something get exposed? It doesn't hurt to talk."
Bai Bing was extremely shocked. He didn't expect that Zhao Hongxue had such a connection with his master.
What's even more frightening is that he vaguely guessed something.
Bai Bing looked at Lin Chunqiu, but only saw his back. The master was clasping his hands behind his back and looking out the window.
Is all this true?
[This group is very suspicious and has deep intentions that are difficult to reveal. ]
"It's okay if you have something to hide. Here is a diary written by Zhao Hongxue. You can read it first.
However, the words she uses are unusual. It is said to be the writing of the witch tribe. Whether you can understand it or not depends on fate."
Tian Qingfeng's attitude changed in a blink of an eye . He became gentle again, took out a book with a smile, and threw it in front of Bai Bing.
The book is already a little yellowed, and the edges are slightly curled. It looks a bit old, but overall it is still in good condition.
Bai Bing glanced at his master and lowered his head to read the text.
But at the first glance, he raised his eyebrows, because this was not the Wu Clan's writing, it was clearly the mother tongue he was most familiar with in his previous life!
Moreover, it is written with a pen, the handwriting is slender, the font is elegant, and it has a somewhat tough feel.
Many pages of the notes were torn out, and he could only read them along, one page at a time:
[Recently, I feel a little unwell, and there is a weird creeping feeling in my body. Master said that this is the feeling of spiritual power running, which is what I feel recently. It's caused by your heightened sense of perception, so don't worry about it.
I didn't think much about it. I have been in the Golden Core realm for many years now. Although I am still far away from that step, I should consider making preparations. ]
The first page was so far, the content was very short, Bai Bing did not notice it, as he turned the page, Lin Chunqiu turned around, his brows furrowed deeper.
[I chased down an evil cultivator today. He told me that I was parasitized by something. All the cultivators and immortals were all lies. This was a lie.
I thought he was crazy and killed him, but before he died, he told me that there was something wrong with my body and asked me to observe and be careful before my next retreat. ]
Then I tore out many pages. There was nothing between this page and the next one. Judging from the thickness, it was estimated to be at least 20 pages.
[I sorted out the abnormalities that occurred during the retreat. I felt that my Taoist mind was unstable. The words of that evil cultivator have been lingering in my mind. I hope to ask the old sect leader for advice.
The sect master has been in seclusion for many years. I took the liberty to go there. I didn't know if I would disturb him, so I was a little worried. ]
The next step is to tear out many pages.
[They are all liars, why do they do this? What kind of immortality am I cultivating? What path have I enlightened?
I never thought that he would do such a thing.
Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. Just wait. One day I will kill you with my own hands and fulfill his wish. ]
[I can't control it anymore, and I'm under house arrest again. I can't do anything. It's staring at me every day and every night. Now I really doubt whether what Master said is right. I'm mentally ill. Split? ]
[I have made an appointment with them to come and greet me at a quarter past noon. We are going to attack the Immortal Suppressing Tower. They said that the "Fallen Immortal" is suppressed there, and maybe something can be found to suppress it. ]
Turning to this point, Bai Bing's eyes hardened and he was quiet for a long time.
Is it really what you think?
There was an emotion in his eyes that he had never seen before.
Zhenxian Tower?
Fallen immortal?
inhibition?
What secrets does the Immortal Suppressing Tower suppress?
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(End of chapter)