Master is dedicated to playing the villain

The world of Xueba is so terrifying!

Qiu Wanxuan clenched her fists, told herself to be calm, and then straightened her expression and said, "Let me ask you, the ancestors of this school entered the Tao with Lingxu sword intent and Tai Chi vitality, but why do younger generations often only practice one?"

There was almost no pause, and Xia Churan immediately replied: "Before you move your body and mind, the patriarch has already seen the truth of the great way, and then you can practice it naturally, and it will naturally be integrated. But we only know what it is and don't know why it is. Taking the meaning, it is exhausting to practice only one discipline, and there are many difficulties."

"If you want to practice the two dharmas together, what should you do?"

"It is necessary to know that from the great to the simple, different routes lead to the same goal. Whether it is the sword intent of the spirit or the vitality of Taiji, they all evolved naturally from the Tao. Tracing back to the source is the foundation of our foothold."

Qiu Wanxuan's pupils trembled, it was so transparent!

The little bit of panic that arose in his heart just now was swept away by his irrepressible excitement, his four fingers curled up slightly and lightly clenched into fists, and he sped up his speech, "Since you are talking about tracing back to the source, what is the source? "

"Stand by yourself."

"What is the source?"

"The innate energy is the source."

The speed of the conversation between the two became more and more urgent, faster and faster, and the disciples could hardly keep up with their thinking, and they just scanned the two of them back and forth with their heads echoing the sound like a rattle.

It's too scary, to be the apprentice of Master Sword Master, but to be able to answer questions of this level?Those who aspired to become Jian Zun's direct disciples couldn't help retreating.

The two didn't stop, they continued to ask and answer like a cannonball.

"How can the source be used for you?"

"Enter Tao with mind, transform form with qi."

Ignoring the irritable wailing of the hairball, Qiu Wanxuan burst into excitement.

This movement was quite big, which made everyone present stunned. Seeing Xia Churan's surprised eyes, he reacted and quickly suppressed his surging emotions.

It's been a long time since I've had such a good time.

Hearing Xia Churan's answer seemed to hear the inner voice of another self. This feeling like looking in a mirror made him tremble all over.

He took a deep breath, finally eased his tone, and finally asked a question that even he didn't have an answer for now——

"How can the two methods be integrated so that everyone in the world can practice regardless of their aptitude or preference?"

He didn't expect to answer, this sentence was asking Xia Churan, and it was also asking himself.

Everyone never expected that the examination and teaching between master and apprentice could be raised to such a level. The problem that no one in Wanxiang sect could solve for thousands of years became the direction of thinking of this pair of master and apprentice.

This subject is too difficult!The onlookers roared in their hearts: I don't dare to enter the Ming Hall again, it's too scary, I want to go back to the outer door!

Xia Churan was really stunned, and after looking at Qiu Wanxuan for a few breaths, he said regretfully: "Disciple... there is no solution right now."

It is said "right now", which means that a young man who has just entered the golden elixir stage has ambition, courage, and confidence to solve this ancient problem.

Qiu Wanxuan closed his eyes for a long time, his fists were clenched tightly, his palms were full of sweat, he hung his head, and after a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Then I will punish you. After closing the pavilion, clean up the jade hidden in the Cangdian Pavilion. Jing and Mojing, one will be left behind, and I will ask you tomorrow."

Xia Churan's eyes that were still a little excited just now subsided in an instant, gritted his teeth amidst the exclamation of everyone, and said, "Yes."

Afterwards, Qiu Wanxuan walked away in the eyes of everyone who had become sluggish.

It took a long time for the disciple to say: "Where did I get the confidence to worship Master Jianzun as my teacher?"

If you can't answer questions of this level, you will be punished. Is this still human?No wonder it is said that Lord Jianzun is harsh on his apprentices, this is the rhythm of being punished every day!

"I don't dare to mention it anymore..."

Some people stared blankly at Xia Churan who was still standing there, "Is this the level of Mingtang?"

The world of Xueba is so terrifying!

People were attracted by the intense question and answer just now, and no one noticed that outside the door of the Cangdian Pavilion, a man in green shirt lowered his gaze, opened his jade fan twice with a clatter, and said with a delighted smile: "I feel like I The reputation of Confucianism will be lost."

In Mingtang.

Stuffed with breath, the fur ball stiffly propped its forelegs to block Qiu Wanxuan's arm, preventing the other party from trying to scratch its neck.

"Punishment for sanitation? Huh?!"

Qiu Wanxuan slightly hooked her thin lips, "You know how troublesome those elves are, right?"

The Zangdian Pavilion has stood for thousands of years, and inside it is either jade slips or scrolls. Over the years, countless bookworm-like elves have bred, not only eating away at the classics, but also running out to make trouble when the disciples are practicing, although they have not developed their spiritual wisdom. , but downright annoying.

Over the years, Elder Si Ji has always sent his disciples to clean up regularly, throwing the captured spirits into the spirit mountain under the jurisdiction of the sect.What the disciples in the sect are most afraid of is being arranged for this kind of work.

Those jade spirits are always chattering, jumping up and down, very hard to catch, Mojing even sprays black charcoal on people's faces as soon as they meet each other.

Often within a few hours, the disciples of Sasa were exhausted physically and mentally, shouting to retreat.

And hundreds of disciples clean the Cangdian Pavilion once, but it can only last for one year, and then a new batch of elves will be born.

It has not been cleaned up for decades, so you can imagine how many elves are hidden there.

It is impossible for Xia Churan to clean up in one night alone.

Only then did the puffy cheeks of Fuqiu relax, but he looked at him suspiciously, "What kind of punishment will you have to punish him if he can't complete the task at that time, don't tell me to raise it high and put it down gently like a tickle! "

Qiu Wanxuan really didn't think about this question.

Subconsciously, he didn't want to really punish Xia Churan, and he just said it casually in a hurry, and his request to clean the Cangdian Pavilion was also a little selfish.

Originally, disciples should enter each floor to look through the classics according to their cultivation level, and it is almost not allowed to leapfrog the level of practice, so as not to make rash advances to backfire.

But he thinks that with Xia Churan's aptitude and character, it's not a problem to go up two more levels.

Ask him to clean the Cangdian Pavilion. Except for the locked exercises on the top floor, he can look through them at will under the name of sweeping, but let's see if the child can understand his intentions.

As for the punishment for failing to complete it...

Qiu Wanxuan suddenly felt a headache.

At this moment, Fuqiu suddenly seemed to think of something, and stared his eyes like copper bells, "No, I have to look at him." Did something else go wrong?"

The BUFF that the protagonist bursts out when facing difficult problems cannot be underestimated!

Qiu Wanxuan was so entangled, and remembered that she hadn't seen all the exercises on the top floor of the Cangdian Pavilion, so she thought about forgetting, why not go there again, and observe Xia Churan while practicing, so as not to go wrong .

But for some reason, he vaguely hoped that something would go wrong, and it would be better if he didn't have to face the peerless problem of how to punish his apprentice.

As soon as night fell, the Zangdian Pavilion became lively.

There were continuous chirping sounds coming from every corner, fine and sharp, and black smoke dragged its long tail and shuttled rapidly through the air, sweeping back and forth in front of the sky-high bookshelves, and even bypassed the stairs and flowed between floors.

Qiu Wanxuan was sitting cross-legged next to the floor lamp on the top floor, closing his eyes and concentrating on it. He had engraved all the sect-restraining methods of Wanxiang Sect into his mind, but these exercises were too advanced to be fully practiced at present, but Fortunately, he has a high level of comprehension, and quickly mastered the theory, and even his cultivation base has increased layer by layer.

His cultivation base is already at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm, but now with the blessing of the exercises, he is only a step away from turning into a god.

He was peeping inside the Purple Mansion, hitting the bottleneck, thinking that when he entered the country, he had to find a chance to leave the sect and go into seclusion, otherwise it would be difficult to explain if he was discovered.

How could it be possible to cross the God Realm Tribulation Cloud after one session of Mahayana?

On one side, the fur ball bounced on the pile of jade slips on the bookshelf, flapped its paws a few times, and then dropped a few small sapphire-colored balls, and rolled into a ball, pushing and shoving the balls with its furry paws Roll down the attic, "Go, go, come down for me!"

Then he kicked his hind paws on the ground, straightened his upper body, waved his paws, and charged into the air. The black mist was flying fast, swaying in front of it, jumping back and forth, and suddenly spewed out a cloud of black smoke to wipe out the whole body with a puff. All the cats were shrouded in black smoke.

The fur ball was stunned for a moment, then suddenly rolled all over the ground with a whimper.

When Qiu Wanxuan heard this movement, she finally frowned and opened her eyes. She wanted to calm down the fur ball, but when she caught a glimpse of it, she swallowed her words and turned them into a puff.

The original white cat disappeared, leaving only a cow cat that was dyed very unevenly. The round golden-brown cat eyes blinked and hung like two gems on a mass of black fur.

At first glance, the entire cat's face is distinctively black and unique, in stark contrast to the cat's body and tail with a few surviving white hairs.

"Don't laugh!" Mao Qiu was very unhappy, and continued to drive Mo Jing away, "Help me drive them off quickly, and make it more difficult for that kid."

Qiu Wanxuan shook her head, "It's unnecessary." The ones downstairs alone are enough for Chu Xia to suffer.

But the hairball still persevered, and Qiu Wanxuan didn't move, so it chased away by itself.

So a big fat cat ran around in the attic full of classics, chasing Mo Jing and Yu Jing, and was very busy amidst the intertwined chirping sounds.But because it was too fat, it began to pant after running for a few laps, and its limbs slammed into big characters, and it collapsed on the ground, "I'm exhausted——"

The elves on the top floor were being chased away. At this moment, Mao Qiu seemed to have heard something, and suddenly pricked up his ears. The base of the cat ears moved, and suddenly jumped up from the ground: "That kid is here."

Qiu Wanxuan also sensed that the Cangdian Pavilion was only closed at Haishi, and Xia Churan didn't want to cause trouble for others, and didn't come until everyone dispersed.

He pinched a formula, and a tiny spot of light condensed on his fingertips. The spot sprouted two wings, and flew out of the pavilion door with a flap, and went downstairs along the winding corridor.

Wherever the light spot passed, the picture was simultaneously transmitted to a mercury mirror in front of his eyes.

After a while, a young figure appeared in the mirror.