In fact, under normal circumstances, Song Qingyi does not need to go to Tianzhao Pavilion so frequently.

Because for the younger generation of disciples, cultivation is the most important thing, especially for promising talented disciples like Song Qingyi. Let disciples with outstanding talents spend a lot of time on chores,

Not many sects would do this kind of thing.

Therefore, in the sect, the really busy ones are the outer disciples, outer elders, and those true elders and inner elders who have exhausted their potential. It is they who maintain the operation of the entire Guizang Jiange. Compared with these people,

The heads of the sect, the masters of various peaks, the supreme elders, the powerful elders among the true elders and inner sect elders, and the true disciples have much more leisure time. They only make decisions more, and the most important task is to practice, and even even

Inner disciples are not assigned many tasks.

So although Song Qingyi is one of the sixteen deacons of Tianzhao Pavilion, he actually doesn't have much to do on weekdays. The reason why he went to Tianzhao Pavilion early in the morning this time was because he went out before

Traveling for a while - although he has little work in Tianzhao Pavilion, he still has some work. It’s okay to be in the mountains all the time on weekdays. It’s enough to allocate a little energy, but after a backlog for a period of time, he needs to be busy for a day or two.

Oh my god.

At this moment, he actually came to Song Mingting for nothing. He just came to see how he was feeding Suyun Bluebird.

When Song Qingyi arrived in front of the gate of Song Mingting Jingshe, Nan Xing greeted him from afar. The Jingshes of Song Qingyi and Song Mingting, two senior fellow apprentices, were not far from each other, and they lived closest among them. Plus Song Qingyi and Song Mingting

The two have been as close as brothers since childhood, so the four sword boys in Song Mingting are all very familiar with Song Qingyi.

Song Qingyi nodded towards Nan Xing who was guarding the door, and was about to walk inside when Nan Xing said: "Brother Qingyi, Senior Brother Mingting is not in the house." Song Qingyi raised his thick eyebrows slightly, quite surprised. He knew Song Mingting's work and rest habits very well.

Under normal circumstances, Song Mingting should be in the room at this moment.

Nan Xing was obviously aware of Song Qingyi's confusion, and before he could ask any questions, he said, "For some reason, Senior Brother Mingting hasn't come back after practicing his sword in the valley these days, and he's just burning bricks there."

Burning bricks? Song Qingyi was even more confused. He knew that Song Mingting would go to a valley next to Zhongshu Peak to practice swordsmanship every morning. He also knew that valley because he had practiced swordsmanship with Song Mingting many times, and the scenery was really quiet.

But Song Mingting only practiced swordsmanship for an hour, and he would come back after an hour. This time, he didn't come back until noon, and what happened to the brick-burning?

"I'm going to find him. By the way, he hasn't had lunch yet, right? Let Jingmo go there with me and bring some food." Song Qingyi said.

"That's great, but Senior Brother Qingyi, you may need to wait a moment. Jingmo is still in the kitchen at the moment. How about, Senior Brother Qingyi, would you like to sit in the room first?" Nan Xing said diligently.

Song Qingyi shook his head, smiled at Nan Xing and said, "Nan Xing, could you please tell Yunzhi and ask him to bring food here?"

Nan Xing said it was not troublesome, and then went to Yunzhi to convey the message. After that, Jingmo and Yunzhi came back from the kitchen pavilion, Song Qingyi took the food box and came towards the direction of Longcui Valley with his sword.

So, when it was noon, Song Mingting discovered that the person who delivered the meal was not Jingmo but his senior brother.

"Elder brother, why are you here?" Song Mingting had a hint of surprise on his face.

Song Qingyi glanced at the already high pile of bricks on the side, quickly put it back, then lifted the food box in his hand and said, "I brought you food."

Song Mingting put down what he was doing, took the food box, and took the initiative to explain: "I plan to build a villa here, and live here when I have free time. This saves me having to run around every day."

But of course this was not the purpose of his efforts in building a separate courtyard. Only he himself knew what the real purpose was.

Song Qingyi said nothing and didn't ask any questions. He took out a small table from his belt and invited Song Mingting to eat. Song Mingting showed a smile on his face, picked up the bowl, picked up a piece of venison and put it into his mouth. Next to him, Song Qingyi also

He picked up the bowl and started eating without asking what happened to the bricks on the side, as if it was a very common thing for Song Mingting to suddenly go to such a valley to build a courtyard.

Song Qingyi ate silently, while Song Mingting also remained silent. After eating, Song Qingyi put down his bowl and said, "I'll help you later."

Song Mingting did not refuse, and said with a smile: "That's great!" Then he started to tell Song Qingyi some things that needed attention.

Burning bricks is not difficult for monks at all. It only requires a certain amount of control over magic. As the chief disciple of Zhongshu Peak's generation, Song Qingyi naturally has strong control over magic, so he can use it to burn bricks.

The bricks were definitely more than enough, so after Song Mingting mentioned a few points to pay attention to, he started to bake bricks. Not only did he make no mistakes at all, but his speed was no slower than Song Mingting. Even after he became more proficient, he could bake bricks faster than Song Mingting.

.There is no way, the difference in cultivation between the two is too big.

The whole afternoon, the two of them did nothing else but burn bricks in Longcui Valley. So by the evening, there was already a high pile of bricks, and the number of newly baked bricks was the same as yesterday.

More than twice as much.

Then Song Mingting and Song Qingyi returned to Zhongshu Peak. The sword light fell on the mountain, and the two of them walked together in the direction of the monastery. On the way, Song Mingting said: "Elder brother, it will take a long time to build my courtyard. You

It's enough to help me burn bricks for an afternoon today, but you won't come tomorrow because it will delay your practice."

What Song Mingting was thinking was that his senior brother was currently in a period of soaring strength. Although burning bricks for an afternoon would have certain benefits in tempering his state of mind, it was ultimately not as great as his senior brother's improvement through his own cultivation.

Song Qingyi nodded and said: "Okay." Then the two of them parted ways. Song Mingting returned to the Jingshe. After dinner and practicing for an hour, he went out and returned to Longcui Valley.

He is going to start practicing Yuequan Sword Qi.

At this time, the moon has risen into the sky. The moon is as cool as water, and the silver-white moonlight falls on the Longcui Valley, illuminating the valley. Song Mingting stepped on the Hanxing Sword and arrived at the Longcui Valley. He stood directly in the water pool under the waterfall.

He dropped to the side, then sat cross-legged and took out the inner elixir of the Moon-Winged Water Snake.

After the restriction on the mouth of the jade bottle was removed, the inner elixir of the moon-winged water snake flew out of the bottle like a living thing and rushed straight into the air. Song Mingting quickly made a magic spell, captured it in the air, and then
Chapter completed!