In a flash, half a month, on this day, Gu Xizhan asked Mr. Wu in advance to take a medicinal bath at the time of Mao, and arrived at Kuye Peak at the time of Si.

In the memory of the predecessor, at this time, the only two ancestors of the Sanxian in the Gu family should have come out of seclusion and asked her master to talk about it here. However, this time, the master did not bring her with him.

After finishing his appearance, Gu Xizhan said loudly: "Hengming, the 174th generation disciple of Lingxiao, is looking for Master Rong Nian."

At the top of Kuye Peak, Venerable Wuchen was playing chess with an old man and pinched a white chess. The old man touched his gray beard, "It's really here."

Wuchen put down the dark spot in his hand, made a magic trick, and sent a voice to him: "Come up."

Hearing the master's voice transmission, he saw the fog slowly receding, and a bluestone road appeared in front of him. Gu Xizhan knew that she had the right bet.

Taking a deep breath and walking towards the top of the peak. Her spiritual power has not yet recovered and she cannot control the sword at all. Moreover, out of respect, she can only walk up.

"Hey, this doll ran over without recovering its spiritual power? She was so weak and ran around everywhere, it was simply a mess." The old man said, waved his sleeves, "Don't resist."

Gu Xizhan felt a gentle air flow surrounding her, and in a flash, it appeared on the top of the mountain.

After calming down, he saw the master and the other person, but without looking closely, Gu Xizhan bowed: "Hengming pays homage to Master Rongmian."

"Okay, there's no need to be a gift, the doll comes and sits."

Gu Xizhan raised his head and walked to Rong Nian to sit down. Only then did she see clearly the appearance of this master - full of silver, full of energy, and fairy-like spirit.

Rong Nian was also looking at Gu Xizhan. Looking at her tender face, he was a little happy, "Doll, are you a disciple of Boy Chen? Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that the little dumplings that were so small back then had grown so big." His smile suddenly became obscene, "Do you like any boy from any family? Tell Master, I'll propose marriage to you."

"..." Gu Xizhan only felt that the immortal aura around the master was gone. She shouldn't naively think that this ancestor would be an exception. The elders of the Gu family were indeed a bit unreliable.

Wuchen, who was standing beside him, said helplessly, "Master, Hengming is only sixteen years old."

He waved his hand and said a little disgusted: "What do you know? You must first start." After glanced at Wuchen, the ancestor Rong Nian was very disdainful, "You deserve to be a bachelor."

Aren’t you a bachelor? Wuchen’s eyes twitched and he didn’t argue with him about this issue. He has always emphasized this since he became a disciple. It’s enough to have such a master!

Rong Nian ignored him again, and focused on Gu Xizhan and said earnestly: "Remember, if you like someone, grab it first, and your feelings can be cultivated slowly."

Gu Xizhan's eyes were a little erratic. Is the master teaching her how to be a hooligan?

He smacked his lips, and he was still a little impressed. "You are really a fool. You dare to run around if you don't have good health. What should I do if I leave hidden dangers? Come, Master, help you sort it out."

Rong Nian stretched out her finger and gently tapped her eyebrows. Gu Xizhan felt a clear stream flowing in from her eyebrows, and in an instant he swam all over the meridians and spiritual points. The whole body was extremely comfortable, and the soreness of the meridians and the hidden injuries in her body disappeared.

Unconsciously, Gu Xizhan sat cross-legged and used his skills, and even knew when Qingliu disappeared. Three great Zhoutians, she opened her eyes and stood up to thank her, "The great kindness of Master, Hengming will never forget."

It is really a great opportunity to be able to obtain the powerful Sanxian to sort out her meridians. After this encounter, her meridians became stronger and stronger, and her spiritual power became more peaceful. The path of cultivation will definitely be much smoother.

Rong Nian stroked her beard and said inexplicably: "No need to be too polite, hold it, this is a gift for you." After speaking, she swept the void with her right hand, and three colorful flowers fell into her palm, shining brightly. She looked closely and saw a sword, a mirror, and a purple-black rough stone.

"This mirror is called Wangchu, which can block three full-strength attacks from the late stage of the out-of-body cultivator. The sword is called Qingge. Before your natal sword is cast, use it first. As for this stone, it is a Thousand Years of Thunder Spirit Crystal, you can keep it for making a sword."

The Qingge Sword is a top-grade spiritual weapon, while the first-grade mirror is a middle-grade magic weapon. Generally speaking, monks in the early stage of foundation building generally use top-grade magic weapons. Most of the top-grade spiritual weapons are owned by Jindan monks, and middle-grade magic weapons may not even be obtained by late-stage monks in the body. Rong Nian's move is indeed a big deal.

As for the Ten Thousand Years of Thunder Spirit Crystal, it is the treasure that the Lei Ling Root Sword Cultivator dreams of. Using it to forge a natal sword can at least increase the quality of the sword by one level and improve its spirituality a lot.

"Now you will refine the mirror now. The sword is not needed, and it will affect the tacit understanding with the natal sword."

There are certain risks in sacrifice and refining. Rong Jing said this, obviously to protect her Dharma. Gu Xizhan didn't say much, and immediately cut her index finger and forced out three drops of essence and blood to throw it on the mirror. He quickly formed a seal with both hands, and threw the seal into the mirror. At the same time, he used his spiritual sense to mobilize all his spiritual power and continuously injected it into it.

Gradually, Gu Xizhan felt a little struggling, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his spiritual power was getting less and less, but the mirror had not been completely refined. Sure enough, it was a bit difficult to sacrifice magic weapons with the cultivation level of the early stage of foundation building, even the simplest blood sacrifice.

Gu Xizhan narrowed his eyes, frowned slightly, and bit his tongue without hesitation, "Puff!" and sprayed a mouthful of essence and blood on the mirror. It was indeed easier to sacrifice and refine.

Not enough...

"Hao Yuan Shuyi." Before she could react, a familiar spiritual power entered her body, nourishing the empty meridians - it was the master. Gu Xizhan calmed down and increased the output of spiritual power. After a while, she felt the faint connection with Wangchu, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally succeeded.

Rong Nian smiled and said, "No, not bad." When Gu Xizhan recovered, his face gradually became a little serious. "Doll, tell me, why are you here?"

Gu Xizhan stood up and said solemnly: "Return to Master, Heaven... Wuchang, why not prepare early?" His eyes darkened, but she didn't expect that she could only say the word "tribulation".

"Impermanence? God's will is unpredictable." Rong Nian sighed, as if he had thought of something, his expression a little older. He stood up, walked to the edge of the cliff, and greeted Gu Xizhan, "Come, come and have a look."

Gu Xizhan walked over and looked into the distance. He saw mountains surrounded by towering ancient trees, and a few wisps of idle clouds lying lazily on the sky. From time to time, flowing light passed by in the air. It was Lingxiao's disciple who was walking with his sword.

"Did you see this? You want to protect this land, and we also want to protect it. Don't force yourself too much. The sky falls, and we are still old bones." Rong Nian touched the top of her head and said kindly: "You just need to practice well and marry a good Taoist partner."

Gu Xizhan looked at him, his eyes flashed, and he said seriously: "Don't worry, Master, my Taoist partner will definitely make everyone envious."

Hearing this, Rong Nian laughed loudly, "Hahaha! OK, OK, OK, I will host the grandest dual cultivation ceremony for you at that time!" After laughing enough, he pushed "Doll, go back."

After seeing off Gu Xizhan, the smile on Rong Nian's face faded and she sighed: "The chaos is about to begin."

Wuchen walked over and stood where Gu Xizhan was just now, his eyes flashed through the mountains, his eyes a little confused.

Wuchen knew very well that Gu Xizhan had a hurry to build the foundation and looked dazed after leaving the seclusion. He must have encountered something difficult. He knew clearly that Wu Lian had asked him to increase the amount of medicine and confirmed his idea. But she kept not saying it, which made him feel a little embarrassed. According to his personality, he would have brought Gu Xizhan with him for this trip, but suddenly thought about it and wanted to test the severity of the matter. But he didn't expect that the result would be so heavy.

He raised his head and stared at Jiutian with a firm look on his face. Gu Xiuchen was not dead yet, and it was not his turn to be his disciple to fight for the sect.
Chapter completed!