The sacred tree is about to pass, and the cannon fodder's wish countdown is coming

After the competition, Ming Changxiu and several elders left first, leaving only a group of disciples whispering in the square, refusing to leave.

The topic they talked about most was not the several geniuses who performed outstandingly in the alchemy competition, but Lu Ciyan who was specially called to the front by the headmaster.

"Do you know who the junior brother next to the master is?" a disciple asked the people around him.

Everyone shook their heads and said, "I don't know. It seems like this is the first time I've seen this face."

A new disciple also chimed in, "I haven't seen it in the disciple selection competition either."

"That's strange. The leader seems to be very familiar with him."

"What do you think? Could he be the new disciple of Taoist Xinglan?" Just when everyone was puzzled, a disciple suddenly expressed his guess.

After he reminded them, some people immediately reacted.

“It seems to make sense!”

"The gender, age, and height all match. It must be him."

"He looks so cute and sweet!"

"I wonder how many junior sisters he will confuse when he grows up with this beauty."

Just as they were chatting animatedly, a newcomer joined the discussion, "But I heard from Master that the new disciple Xinglan Daojun accepted has a fake spiritual root and very poor talent."

Everyone nodded, "That's true. Why would Taoist Xinglan accept a disciple with such poor talent?"

"Maybe he has strengths we don't know about."

“That makes sense!”

……

The protagonist being discussed by everyone here has already walked up to and started talking to the first place winner of the alchemy competition.

Fu Xu was chatting happily with his good brothers around him, and Lu Ciyan stepped forward and inserted himself between them.

"Brother, you were so awesome during the competition just now."

When Lu Ciyan's fair and tender little face looks at you admiringly, no one can resist the attack of this cute creature.

Fu Xu and his friends were so adorable that they couldn't help but pinch the cheeks full of collagen and praised him politely, "Junior brother, you are cute too."

"Cute, isn't it? The head master said that it has to be powerful to be useful." Lu Ciyan clenched his two small fists seriously.

"The master is right, but my junior brother is still young now. Maybe he will be more powerful than me in the future." Fu Xu smiled and touched his head.

Fu Xu hadn't reacted yet, but his friend next to him pondered Lu Ciyan's words carefully and asked in surprise, "Are you a disciple of Xinglan Daojun?"

Hearing this, Fu Xu looked at Lu Ciyan in surprise, only to see the other party nodded without hesitation, confirming the disciple's guess.

"Ah, so it really is you, you are such a fake spirit..."

The disciple who was speaking was gently pushed by Fu Xu, and then he realized that what he said was inappropriate, and covered his mouth with both hands as if trying to cover his ears and steal the bell.

Lu Ciyan, who already knew what he was going to say, lowered his head sadly, "I'm not very talented, everyone says so... Am I really useless? As a disciple of my master, I have brought shame to her."

The area around Lu Ciyan's eyes was dyed red, and tears were welling up in his eyes, which made everyone feel guilty. They glared at the disciple who was bringing up something that was not related to the topic.

Afterwards, several grown men squatted down to comfort the child.

“Talent doesn’t determine a person’s success. As long as you work hard and don’t give up, you can be no worse than anyone else.”

"Daojun Xinglan is willing to accept you as his disciple. He must know that my junior brother is very outstanding. How could he think that my junior brother is embarrassing?"

"Perhaps Junior Brother will surpass us in a few years."

Everyone talked one after another and successfully coaxed Lu Ciyan, who was about to cry. He smiled and said, "Senior Brothers, you are so nice. Can I come to play with you often in the future?"

"Sure, you're welcome anytime!"

Lu Ciyan chatted and laughed with them, and when he returned to Xinglan Peak riding on the system that was a spiritual crane, it was already late.

There is not a single star to be seen in the foggy night, only a bright crescent moon.

When I walked into the mortal world, a few small words on the table caught my eye - Come back to the cave.

His master has come out of seclusion.

Lu Ciyan walked to Lu Shi's cave with some trepidation and saw Lu Shi meditating.

He sat down on the futon, pursed his lips, and said in a voice as small as a mosquito, "Master, I'm back."

Lu Shi slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw that there was no spiritual energy fluctuation on Lu Ciyan's body, he knew that he had not succeeded in drawing the energy into his body.

More than ten days have passed, this is unreasonable...

Lu Shi's voice was cold and emotionless: "Until you succeed in drawing the Qi into your body, you should practice in my cave."

"Yes, Master!"

The white and tender glutinous rice dumpling responded seriously, with serious brows slightly wrinkled, looking very serious.

"Then start now."

As soon as Lu Shi finished speaking, Lu Ciyan began to meditate with Lu Shi, carefully recalling the contents of the book that he had glanced at before, and slowly trying.

Everyone's conditions when drawing qi into the body are slightly different, which is related to each person's physical condition, spiritual talent and level of concentration.

Lu Ciyan had too many impurities in his body because of the poor environment he grew up in, but before that, Lu Shi had already tempered his body.

After taking the marrow cleansing pill and taking a bath with various medicinal herbs, the impurities in his body were effectively removed, and his originally narrow meridians were now widened a lot.

He slowly adjusted his breathing rhythm, breathing in and out, calming his mind.

After his whole body is relaxed, he will empty his mind and body.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt himself entering a mysterious state.

In an illusory space, he saw colorful spots, which suddenly dispersed when he reached out to touch them.

He knew it must be something important and he had to grab it.

Thinking of this, he became a little anxious and reached out several times but couldn't touch it.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in my ears, "Discard all distracting thoughts and use your consciousness to capture it."

The cool and refreshing sound flowed through every inch of his meridians like a mountain spring, soothing all his impatience.

He calmed down and carefully explored these free spots, and gradually understood that these spots were the so-called spiritual energy, and the colors represented their different properties.

He used his consciousness to slowly draw the spiritual energy into his body. However, the spiritual energy seemed to have life. Once it entered his body, it began to wander freely along the intricate meridians and ran around in his body without any pattern.

The severe pain caused by this out-of-control state made his brows furrow, and the sweat that flowed out almost soaked his clothes.

He bit his lower lip tightly and carefully guided the violent spiritual energy to flow gradually and steadily in his meridians.

After a long and arduous effort, all the spiritual energy finally gathered in the Dantian.

The spiritual energy in his dantian was mixed with black spots. He endured the tearing pain and peeled off the impurities bit by bit, then circulated and compressed the spiritual energy in his dantian, and finally completely transformed it into his own spiritual energy.

The moment he completed this operation, the pain that had previously filled his body disappeared, and was replaced by a feeling of comfort as if he was bathing in a warm spring breeze, which made him feel more energetic.

He tirelessly let the spiritual energy circulate in his body over and over again. After each cycle, he could clearly feel his body becoming more and more unobstructed, as if all the blocked meridians were opened one by one.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Ciyan slowly opened his eyes. After feeling the miraculous changes in his body, he subconsciously looked up at Lu Shi, almost unable to wait to share his joy with the other party.

"Master, I succeeded!"

"The second level of Qi Refining, not bad." Lu Shi nodded slightly, with a subtle arc at the corner of his lips.

Lu Ciyan's eyebrows curved and a sincere smile bloomed on his face.