Xiuxian: I use magnetic fields to prove my truth

Chapter 30 The Situation is Clear
Of course, this is just how Uncle Chen sees me.

With the ability of magnetic field, I would certainly not fall to this point.

However, Zhou Qing still felt grateful for Uncle Chen's kindness. His strength could not be easily revealed, and if he could establish prestige among the disciples, it would indeed be much easier for him to do things in the future.

The situation Chen Qingxuan imagined soon happened.

The next day, Chen Qingxuan watched over his disciples practicing Qigong, while Zhou Qing chatted with Wei Xu, Nie Yunxi and Wang Xiaohu.

The three of them enjoyed chatting with Zhou Qing.

As long as they were with Zhou Qing, they would rather not practice than listen to Zhou Qing's nonsense about all sorts of things.

Because Zhou Qing's words often contain some very insightful words about cultivating the mind, which make them feel that they have gained a lot.

And Zhou Qing also likes to chat with them.

Because the three of them knew more about the Qingyun Sect than he did, Zhou Qing could learn a lot about the sect from their words.

For example, today they talked about a Cliff of the Living Dead on Qingyun Mountain. There were many holes carved on the cliffs, and inside were the elders of the Qingyun Sect who were in prison for death.

These elders are all at the peak of foundation building. They sit in the death barrier in order to break through the golden elixir. Some of them will break through and achieve the golden elixir in the future, but most of them will die in obscurity.

These elders are one of the foundations of Qingyun Sect's standing in the world of immortal cultivation in Qionghuazhou.

If the sect encounters danger, these elders may be awakened at any time to fight for the sect.

Then the three of them said that an elder in the Transmission Hall was going to sit in a death sentence.

The new elder will be chosen from among the most qualified deacons in the Transmission Hall, and Chen Qingxuan is one of them.

Zhou Qing and others naturally hope that Chen Qingxuan can be elected.

But this is not something they can control.

The four were chatting animatedly when suddenly a gorgeous girl in red came over. All four knew her and knew that she was a princess of a small mortal country in the world of immortal cultivation, and her name was Yuan Hongying.

Yuan Hongying walked up to Zhou Qing and called out timidly, "Senior Brother."

She looked a little restrained, not like she was dealing with a fellow senior, but rather like she was meeting a teacher.

Zhou Qing smiled and said, "Junior sister, there's no need to be so polite. What do you want to talk to me about?"

Yuan Hongying asked, "Could you please, Senior Brother, help me protect the Dharma and teach me how to circulate Qi?"

Because of her nervousness, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on her fair and plump forehead.

Zhou Qing said: "Of course, please come in, Junior Sister."

He pointed to a cushion next to him and motioned her to sit on it to circulate her qi.

Seeing that her request was granted, Yuan Hongying smiled gratefully at Zhou Qing, then sat down on the cushion and began to circulate qi according to the mantra.

Zhou Qing used magnetic fields to observe her qi circulation and would pose some strange postures for her at any time to help her control the timing.

Wei Xu and Wang Xiaohu found it interesting to see such a beautiful girl being put into various strange poses by Zhou Qing, so they watched from the side.

"Hey, Miss Nie, what are you doing?"

The two of them watched for a while, and suddenly found that Nie Yunxi walked away quietly, so they asked curiously.

Nie Yunxi did not respond, and soon disappeared into the deep forest next to him.

Wang Xiaohu was surprised: "Were you talking and laughing just now? Why do you suddenly look unhappy?"

Wei Xu smiled and said, "What does a child know? Don't worry about her. She will be fine after a while."

After about two quarters of an hour, Zhou Qing helped Yuan Hongying to move her Qi to the platform gate, then woke her up and said, "Junior sister, remember the heat just now, and practice a few more times and you will get it."

Yuan Hongying's face flushed with excitement, making her look even more radiant. She squatted down and performed the manners of a mortal lady, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother. From now on, I will obey your orders."

Zhou Qing smiled and said, "You're too polite, Junior Sister."

The other disciples had also been eager to ask Zhou Qing for guidance, but they were hesitant, fearing that doing so would offend the authority of Chen Qingxuan, the legitimate master.

After seeing that Yuan Hongying asked Zhou Qing for advice, Chen Qingxuan did not look unhappy, and immediately felt relieved, so he walked towards Zhou Qing one by one.

Soon, Zhou Qing had ten disciples sitting cross-legged in front of him, just like Chen Qingxuan, and he was instructing them one by one.

The disciples discovered that Zhou Qing's guidance seemed to be more effective than Chen Qingxuan's.

Chen Qingxuan's guidance is based on the inheritance of Qingyun Sect and his own experience.

However, whether it is inheritance or other people's experience, it is impossible for it to be completely suitable for oneself.

But Zhou Qing is different.

He always seemed to be able to sensitively perceive the specific problems of each person, and then take different measures for each person so that he could successfully control the timing.

Less than an hour later, there were more disciples surrounding Zhou Qing than Chen Qingxuan.

Chen Qingxuan didn't mind. He simply waved his hand and asked the disciple in front of him to go find Zhou Qing. He smiled and sat behind his desk with a wine gourd in his arms.

He took a sip of wine, stared blankly at the white clouds in the sky, and suddenly felt a little sad.

If there had been a person like Zhou Qing in their class, she wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state.

Senior Sister, the junior brothers and sisters all miss you so much...

……

After a busy day, Zhou Qing returned to his residence at night and began his own practice.

After three hours of practice, it was already late at night. Zhou Qing fell asleep in a hurry. When he woke up the next day, it was already bright.

He quickly finished washing up and hurried to the training platform.

As he walked, he thought that his current state was like that of a student rushing to early morning self-study.

In fact, life here really gave him a sense of being back on campus.

Life in Qingyun Sect was different from what he had imagined.

Before entering the world of immortal cultivation, he saw it as a dangerous place where there was endless fighting and slaughter between cultivators and between sects.

Even within the sect, there is a lot of intrigue.

However, after entering Qingyun Sect, he discovered that although there were divisions of power here, as well as open and covert struggles between different forces, the sect's top leaders tried their best to control these struggles under the table, creating a good environment for sect disciples to practice and grow, so that the sect would not lose its vitality due to internal strife.

This made him feel more favorable and have a sense of belonging towards Qingyun Sect.

Before he knew it, Zhou Qing had reached the power transmission platform.

All the disciples have arrived and are sharing their experiences in cultivation with their familiar companions.

Seeing Zhou Qing walk onto the power transmission platform, all the disciples stopped talking. Most of them immediately stood up, bowed respectfully to Zhou Qing, and said in unison: "Good morning, Senior Brother!"

Only Wei Kuang and the twenty or so disciples from the Qingyun Sect around him were still sitting there.

The sixty disciples in the entire power transmission platform were clearly divided into two factions.

The two factions, one standing and the other sitting, were in a state of disparity, and a tense atmosphere suddenly erupted.

(End of this chapter)