I preach with black technology

It was less than a day after Lu Yan crossed over, after he mentioned his master, he also liked to mention his old father.

Immortal cultivators will stop growing after they establish their foundations. Pei Zhan looks like he is in his twenties, but he is actually a centenarian.

A centenarian, who guards the sect, has no Taoist spouse and no children. Those who hear it are sad and those who hear it cry.

There is no sword cultivator in the Divine Creation Sect, and Fuyi spends all day looking for people to fight outside. It is true that I haven't seen Pei Zhan for a while, especially the child in Pei Zhan's arms is wearing a white Taoist robe of the same style as him. Fuyi has just finished crossing. Jie was dazzled by the flash of lightning, and it is understandable that he misunderstood it... I guess.

With a smile on the corner of Pei Zhan's lips, he said like a spring breeze: "I'll give you another chance."

Fu Yi shuddered, and immediately lowered his head: "Senior brother, I was wrong."

Lu Yan looked at Pei Zhan, then at Fuyi, inexplicably feeling that this pair of senior brothers and sisters was more like an old father and his bear girl.

Fu Yi shook his afro, not wanting any image at all.

Lu Yan endured it, but he couldn't hold back and stretched out his fingers, wanting to touch Fuyi's afro that looked good to the touch.

Not long after the thunder calamity had passed, there was still residual power wandering around Fuyi's body. After breaking through the Nascent Soul, his realm went to a higher level. .

But Lu Yan is different, but anyone who has a little cultivation can see that Lu Yan is a mortal body and has never entered the Tao. Even a little bit of thunder and lightning will hurt him, and may even damage his foundation.

Fu Yi was originally curious about who the child in Pei Zhan's arms was, and deliberately got very close to him. Neither of them expected that Lu Yan would reach out to touch him directly.

The soft fingertips touched the free electric wires, and the little silver-white electric lights were like worms, which lightly met Lu Yan's fingers, and then flicked their tails, quickly fading in the opposite direction, as if seeing To natural enemies.

Fu Yi only felt a burst of relaxation in his body, and even the dark wounds that the thunder calamity might have caused were taken away, and the unstable aura around his body just after breaking through the Nascent Soul was completely healed, leaving nothing but tranquility in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Pei Zhan could see it more clearly. The gleam of lightning was clearly entangled on Lu Yan's finger. Pei Zhan had a strange intuition that the remaining power of the thunder calamity was like encountering something he liked. He was careful not to hurt it, only touching it. Feel happy when you touch it.

Lu Yan still didn't know what happened.

Pei Zhan stretched out his hand to pinch the door of Lu Yan's meridian, and the gentle aura traveled along the meridian for a week, and found no hidden dangers.

The little junior raised his fingers ignorantly, and stroked Fuyi's fluffy and soft hair in disbelief.

Lu Yan's eyes sparkled: "It feels good!"

Fu Yi loosened his bones, and was quite confused about the changes in his body. Seeing that Lu Yan was fine, he opened his arms and said, "Come to me, feel free to touch your head!"

Lu Yan resolutely rebelled.

The child was held in Fuyi's arms and played with his hair. Pei Zhan moved his arms a little uncomfortably. Lu Yan was so light that he couldn't feel the weight when he hugged him, but after the child left, he realized that his arms were empty.He clenched his fist and coughed twice to cover his lips, and said, "We have to go and ask my uncle."

In the previous generation, only two Supreme Elders remained in the sect. One was Lu Yan's master Yichen Taoist, and the other was Yichen Taoist who was inconvenient to go out.

Pei Zhan flew slowly, first briefly explained Lu Yan's origin to Fuyi, and then introduced the sect structure to Lu Yan.

The Divine Creation Sect is a weapon-refining sect, and more than half of the magical weapons that flow out of the world of cultivating immortals come from here. Lu Yan has amazing eyesight. He lay on Fuyi's shoulder and looked down. He could also see many disciples in gray Taoist robes blowing what.

Pei Zhan explained: "Refining is similar to alchemy. Every step can't be wrong. The disciples who are just getting started will not touch things that are too high-level, and they will become proficient after frying too much."

These words are very similar to when Lu Yan was in school, the teacher said to do more questions, and if you do too many questions, you will be able to do all kinds of questions.

While speaking, the destination has been reached.

As soon as I asked, the mountain peak where the person is located is full of bamboos, and it looks green from a distance, growing freely and quite lush.

When Pei Zhan landed, Fu Yi put away his long sword and walked quietly towards the wooden house in the bamboo forest.

When there were two or three steps away, the door of the wooden house slowly opened, and I saw a man with snow-white hair but a youthful face holding a black stone to play against Yichen. He was wearing wide sleeves, and gently dropped the last chess piece , smiled and said: "Senior brother, I have accepted it."

Taoist Yichen threw the remaining white chess pieces on the chessboard, humming, "I never won against you."

As soon as the inquirer flicked the chessboard, the black and white chess pieces on it were automatically separated and fell into their respective pots, making a crisp collision sound. He turned his head and faced the direction of the gate: "Congratulations to Xiao Fuyi for breaking through, the one in his arms is Xiao Fuyi. Nephew?"

Only then did Lu Yan realize that when he asked, not only his hair was white, but even his eyebrows and eyelashes were white. There was a smile on his mouth, but when he looked over, his eyes were empty and unfocused.

The person is invisible.

Taoist Yichen laughed loudly: "That's right, isn't it destined for me!"

Fu Yi put Lu Yan down, and saluted with Pei Zhan: "Uncle Yichen, ask Uncle Yichen."

"Okay, okay," the inquired man fumbled from his sleeve, took out a small seal, flicked his thumb, and threw it to Fuyi, "The breakthrough gift for Xiao Fuyi, take it to find you, an uncle Yue, Let him forge your Chaomu Sword again."

Fuyi took the seal with both hands, put it into his Qiankun bag like a baby, and was so moved that tears filled his eyes: "Thank you, Uncle Yichen!"

Sword cultivators are notoriously poor. Every time they forge their natal sword, they use expensive and rare metals. Bitterly earning spirit stones everywhere, don't you see that Fuyi was so poor that he stripped off the turf on his own mountain and sold it.

As soon as he asked, the person also gave a gift, and waved for Lu Yan to come over.

Lu Yan didn't know why, so he walked over obediently.

The person who asked the question waved the chessboard into the Qiankun bag, took out a piece of paper, and said, "I calculated your birthday, it should be the second day of February, which is a good day."

The second day of February this year has not yet arrived, and Lu Yan's body is not yet five years old.

Lu Yan's eyelids twitched, and he had a vague guess in his heart: "Can you give me a mirror?"

In the glazed mirror, the child is wearing a white Taoist robe, his hair is tied with a wooden hairpin, his cheeks are thin, and his dark eyes seem bottomless.

After a long time, Lu Yan put down the mirror.

He can now be sure that his body is the original one.

When Lu Yan was a child, he only had birthdays in the lunar calendar, and the dragon raised its head on the second day of February. The old people said it was a good day, but Lu Yan's childhood had nothing to do with this good day.

Malnutrition, hypoglycemia, anemia, a five-year-old child is not as good as a three-year-old doll who has just entered kindergarten.

Just like it is now.

Except for these eyes.

Over there, Yiwen and Yichen were discussing about the apprenticeship ceremony.

Yiwen pinched his fingers and said, "Today is the eleventh day of the winter month, and five days later it will be the sixteenth day of the winter month, which is pretty good."

Pei Zhan spoke at the right time: "Mengji sent me a letter, saying that he would return to the sect in three days. According to his temperament, he would return in two days."

This refers to Shen Mengji, Pei Zhan's great apprentice, it snowed heavily in Central Continent for three days, and the monsters couldn't stand the loneliness and came out to make troubles, so the head disciple led his disciples down the mountain to eliminate the monsters, and by the way, he could help remove the snow.

Taoist Yichen shot out two talismans, and flew in two directions with his long tail: "I sent a letter to the two senior brothers who are not in the sect, and I accept apprentices. They can't be there, but the gift is not allowed! "

Fu Yi counted his own small treasury, quietly ran beside Lu Yan, and whispered: "Little brother, how about I cut a piece of hair as a gift for you?"

Lu Yan: "..."

Lu Yan said sincerely: "Senior sister, I accept my wish, but there is no need for it."

The cut Afro has no soul at all!

**

On the sixteenth day of the winter moon, everything is suitable.

The place where Taoist Yichen lives is called Xianzhao Peak, surrounded by large and small formations made of stones. At this time, the formation is missing a corner, and a small piece of land has been reclaimed. I don't know what to plant.

Lu Yan could answer that what was planted was a kind of grain similar to wheat, which had been hidden in the warehouse of the Divine Creation Sect for a long time.

In the past five days, except for the elixirs used to regulate his body, Lu Yan relied on Bigu Dan to continue his life.

Who would have thought that the majestic sect would actually!No!food!

Cultivators pay attention to the purity of the body, but there will be more or less impurities in the food, which is not good for practice. After the foundation is established, you can eat bigu. After the foundation is established, you can drink bigu pills. One pill lasts for three days, saving time, effort and belly.

But the feeling of satiety brought by pills is not the same thing as the happiness brought by food!

In the end, it was Shen Mengji, the head disciple who heard that Master Yichen's uncle was going to accept disciples, and deliberately brought back two candied haws from the mountain, which relieved Lu Yan's anxiety caused by not being able to eat.

The apprentice acceptance ceremony was held at Taoist Yichen's Xianzhao Peak. In order to facilitate the disciples to observe the ceremony, Taoist Yichen deliberately withdrew the formation.

The acceptance of disciples by the Supreme Elder of the Divine Creation Sect is a big deal, but not a small thing.

There are so many sects in the world of cultivating immortals, if each elder headed a special arrangement to recruit disciples, then the monks would not need to practice, they would be able to attend the ceremony every day.

Having said that, those who have a good relationship with the Divine Good Fortune Sect and who have met Taoist Yichen all sent congratulatory gifts, wishing Elder Yichen a happy disciple.

Taoist Yichen specially tied his hair with a jade crown, and changed into a Taoist robe with a black base, gold thread hemming, and dark lines on the back. The Taoist Yichen, who seemed a little loose, looked solemn and unusual.

Lu Yan didn't change his clothes. The Divine Creation Sect respects black. Only when you formally become a master can you change into the black Taoist robes that only direct disciples can wear.

Taoist Yichen sat in the first place, and there were disciples watching the ceremony outside the door.

"Would you like to worship me as your teacher?"

The person in the first seat asked.

Lu Yan didn't kneel, and he didn't agree immediately. There were golden lines in his eyes that others couldn't see were slowly changing. It seemed that he had reached a critical point. As long as Lu Yan nodded, fate would turn to another path.

Taoist Yichen looked at him with burning eyes, and Pei Zhan, who was being pinched by Lu Yan, smiled, and when he asked that no one could see him, he held a small box in his hand, which was a congratulatory gift for Lu Yan, and Fuyi whispered to Lu Yan Yan blinked, signaling him not to be nervous.

Lu Yan bowed and bowed: "Disciple Lu Yan, I have met Master."

boom--

The golden lines exploded and recombined silently, like a colorful and shining kaleidoscope, or like fireworks detonating, dazzling and dazzling.

Taoist Yichen laughed loudly: "Okay!"

Fuyi was so poor that she didn't have any congratulatory gifts, so she volunteered to give the Taoist robe to the little junior brother. Her afro hair disappeared, and her long and smooth hair was tied up with a hairpin. Chaomu sword was behind her back, and she held a tray with both free hands. A black Taoist robe was placed on it, neatly folded.Fu Yi knelt down and said, "Hi, Junior Brother."

Lu Yan took it with both hands, and replied with a smile: "Hi, Senior Sister."

The Taoist robe cannot be changed immediately, Lu Yan touched it and was taken back intact, and can be changed after the ceremony is over.

The last item is to test Linggen.

It uses a five-element stone handed down from the ancestors, as long as it is touched, it will emit the color corresponding to the spiritual root.

It still came out with a flick of clothes.

The Five Elements Stone is not small, it is half a meter high, and it is easy to carry it with a flick of clothes.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a sword cultivator!

Lu Yan stretched out his hand and touched the smooth surface of the Five Elements Stone.

Everyone held their breath, looking forward to the shining of the Five Elements Stone.

A breath passed.

Two breaths passed.

The time for half a cup of tea has passed.

The Five Elements Stone remained motionless.

Lu Yan: "..."

Arms are a little sore.

The disciple who was saluting outside the door whispered to his companion, "This... the little master doesn't have spiritual roots, right?"

Pei Zhan looked at Taoist Yichen silently and saw the same heaviness.

Besides being heavy, Pei Zhan was still a little puzzled.

Lu Yan's physique is pure, his meridians are broad, he has a natural insight into the formation, and he did not receive any damage when he came into contact with the remaining power of the thunder calamity... Various signs indicate that this is a natural ascetic, and this should not be the result...

If the Five Elements Stone does not respond, it means that there is no spiritual root.

Those who cultivate immortals use spiritual roots as their foundation. Without spiritual roots, they cannot enter the Tao.

Fu Yi received the wink from the head brother, and immediately moved the Five Elements Stone aside.

Taoist Yichen took out a personal disciple order from his bosom, and said, "Little Ah Yan, you are my disciple, no matter what your talent is, I will protect you for the rest of your life."

Lu Yan was not depressed, he heard a voice in his heart keep saying: "Is the spiritual root the only one who enters the Tao?"

No, it is not.

Others can think so, but Lu Yan doesn't.

"Thank you, Master," Lu Yan spread a big smile, "Can Master lend me a pen?"

Pen?

Taoist Yichen was about to flip through the Qiankun bag, when a questioner on the side opened the box in his hand and said, "Little Ah Yan, this is a congratulatory gift from me, let's see if it fits?"

Inside the box is a pen. The body of the pen is extremely deep dark green. The nib is pure white and round with a small point. There is almost no connection point between the pen body and the nib. The aura is restrained and extraordinary.

The person who asked the question gave it away lightly, and the pen was carried to Lu Yan by spiritual power.

"I made this in my spare time," asked the person who couldn't see, but could accurately know Lu Yan's position, with nostalgia in his tone, "I was young and vigorous, and I challenged a wolf king with a cultivation base of 3000 years. Fortunately, I got a handful of white hairs on the tip of the Wolf King's tail. I didn't know what it would be useful for, so I cut down a freshly ground bamboo and made this pen, without engraving formations or names."

Fuyi drooled silently, his eyes turned red with envy. If this pen was left outside, the price would not be able to be measured at all.

The 3000-year-old wolf king has only a small amount of white hair on the tip of its tail, and retains a trace of the wolf king's soul. If it is too precious, whoever touches it will die.And Tianzhu is the name of a kind of bamboo. Once this kind of bamboo germinates, it will only grow towards the sky, so it is called Tianzhu.

One is rigid and the other is soft, then it is rigid and soft.

Lu Yan took the pen with both hands. His posture of holding the pen was not standard. He hung his hand in the air and wrote the first stroke.

That's a point.

That point shone with the purest gold in midair, flowing like lava.

Lu Yan's hands were steady, with veins protruding from the back of his hands. He answered the voice in his heart: "Spiritual roots are not the only way to enter the Tao."

Pei Zhan suddenly got up.

"If there is no Dao heart, what is the use of spiritual roots?"

Lu Yan saw a series of lines, and the lines were continuously arranged and combined to form equations or characters. All the equations and characters were gathered under Lu Yan's pen at this moment.

A wind passed through the hall.

The aura of heaven and earth surrounded Lu Yan's small body happily, gradually setting off a frenzy of aura!

Lu Yan was motionless, sweat was dripping from his head, his arms were sore, every stroke used up all his strength, but he couldn't stop.

The disciples watching the ceremony were all stunned, how could it be that they had no spiritual roots!

Lu Yan didn't know why he suddenly remembered that a long time ago, when the dormitory had a power outage, a few big boys crossed their legs and talked about the mountains while looking at the moon outside the window. For some reason, they talked about Lu Yan.

A roommate was so sleepy that he spoke vaguely: "Lu Yan, you can't force him, you have to follow his hair, the more you force this kid, the more rebellious he is. I think he is picky eater and not pleasing to the eye when eating on the first day of school. If I force him to eat coriander, this kid just put the bowl on my head without saying a word, and then said thank you for your advice, I have never seen such a person in my 20 years of life..."

The last stroke, done!

Lu Yan tapped his temple with his index finger. He liked the pair of eyes acquired after time travel, and also liked the different world brought by these eyes. He also wanted to find out what these things were. .

So he must enter the Tao!

In the dark, there is a voice asking him: "How to enter the Tao?"

Lu Yan looked at the golden words: "Enter the Tao with Tao!"

It was a word "Tao", each stroke was full of textures that only Lu Yan could see, and it remained motionless under the washing of spiritual energy.

Lu Yan sat on the ground. After writing the word "Tao", the pores of his whole body were about to open. He couldn't wait to welcome the washing of the aura. Without Lu Yan's special control, the aura would meekly circle around the body after entering the meridians, forming a unique movement. way, and finally gather in Dantian.

The golden word "Tao" in mid-air followed the direction of the aura, sank into the center of Lu Yan's eyebrows, and sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Introducing Qi into the body, this is the Qi refining period.

The first step in practice is also the most important step.

The hovering aura calmed down, and Lu Yan slowly opened his eyes.

Taoist Yichen laughed loudly, he was still holding the personal disciple order in his hand, and behind the token was the Taoist name he personally took for Lu Yan.

Immortal cultivators always value fate. Taoist Yichen did not return to the sect immediately for some reason, so he picked up Lu Yan in the snow. Determination.

Anyway, he has a high level of cultivation and lived a long life, which is more than enough to protect a person.

Taoist Yichen squatted down and put the disciple's order in Lu Yan's hand.

The disciple order is made of black iron. The front is the logo of the Divine Good Fortune Sect, and the back is Lu Yan's Taoist name. In the center of the token, in addition to the Qingjing Heart Sutra engraved by Taoist Yichen, there is also a formation that can block the full strength of the cultivators of the Transformation God stage. one strike.

Lu Yan turned the token over with his small palm.

Daoist Yichen stroked his beard, a little complacent: "I have thought hard for a long time, and finally I named you 'Bupo', which means neither broken nor established, what do you think?"

Lu Yan held the token with both hands and hung it on his waist.

The disciples watching the ceremony were already excited when they saw the spectacle, and at this moment they all bowed to the small figure in the middle to salute: "I have seen Master Uncle Unbreakable!"