my luck is on

Wu Mingzi even asked Lu Yang to recite it a hundred times a day even if he didn't understand the meaning.

For these obscure mental methods, Lu Yang could even get tongue-tied when he recited them, let alone gaining insights.

Seeing Lu Yang's embarrassment, everyone laughed in their hearts, but on the surface they still forced him to recite continuously.

When Lu Yang tied his tongue seventeen times, he finally couldn't help it, and asked Wu Mingzi with a troubled face.

"I don't understand the meaning of these formulas at all. If you want me to recite them, at least explain the meaning to me?"

Wu Mingzi stared at Lu Yang with an angry and funny expression. Speaking of it, although the mental method has been passed down in the Lianjing School for thousands of years, no one has translated the content of the mental method into vernacular.

"Lu Yang, do you know why the mind is so important to cultivators?"

Hearing Wu Mingzi's question, Lu Yang nodded.

He has gone mad once, so he knows the horror of going mad, and therefore knows the importance of the mind.

Seeing the fright that flashed in Lu Yang's eyes, Wu Mingzi patted him on the shoulder and said with a light smile, "It's the same Jingfeng Qingxin Jue, but in the Lianjing School, there are hundreds of comprehensions. Everyone agrees that Jingfeng Qingxin Jue is a decent mental method, but some disciples are enchanted by this mental method, so it is not that the old man is making things difficult for you, but that every word should be understood by yourself. Once the old master tells you the meaning in the words, your mental method It is bound to be unreliable, and it will harm you when the demon of the heart comes."

Listening to Wu Mingzi's painstaking lecture, Lu Yang gritted his teeth and continued to study the difficult mental method.

Lu Yang took the method of swallowing dates, and recited the second level of mentality, carefully understanding the meaning between the lines.

Wu Mingzi walked back to the side with a smile, and continued to flip through the documents in his hand.

At this moment, a gloomy dragon chant came from the direction of the Nine Dragons Hall, causing all the people in the Zangshu Pavilion to raise their heads and look out the window.

Everyone put the books back on the bookshelf, whispered to each other and walked down the Library Pavilion.

Watching everyone leave, Lu Yang's eyes were full of curiosity, wondering what happened.

Wu Mingzi asked kindly: "Why haven't you left to go to the Nine Dragons Hall?"

Lu Yang showed a look of confusion, and said, "The dragon chant just now, does it mean that everyone should go to the Kowloon Hall?"

"Long Yin means that some distinguished guests come to the Lianjing School and ask everyone to put down their work immediately and gather at the Kowloon Hall. The old man remembers that those who are late will be severely punished."

Lu Yang's eyes widened, he didn't know the meaning of recruiting here.

Immediately, Lu Yang quickly jumped out of the window, and Xu Miao immediately appeared at his feet, heading directly in the direction of the Kowloon Hall.

Seeing Lu Yang's leaving figure, Wu Mingzi gave a faint wry smile, and sighed, "Aren't you going, Jin Yan?"

Jin Yan shook his head, frowned and said: "That's the breath of Elder Xuanji, Yunyou came back to make such a big show, it seems that his habit of being overjoyed is still the same as usual, I don't like him, he makes me sick to my stomach."

Nuo Da's Kowloon Hall is full of people at the moment, looking around, the elders of the various peaks are sitting on the stage, one by one concentrating and calming down.

Yao Chi sat in the middle, a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes.

Everyone on the stage did not say a word, but the disciples in the audience whispered to each other.

Hearing the commotion of the crowd, Elder Jingtao whispered: "Quiet!"

Immediately, all the disciples shut their mouths, not daring to say a word.

Ning Juehui and Lu Yang stood aside, and because they were disciples of the sect master, they naturally lined up at the front.

The atmosphere is serious right now, people on stage don't want to talk, and people off stage dare not speak.

In Lu Yang's eyes, it was like attending a funeral, the atmosphere was indescribably weird.

At this moment, an old man stepped onto the threshold of the Kowloon Hall, followed by a human dragon.

The old man was very clean, with silver runes embroidered on the white Taoist robe, looking at everyone spotlessly all over his body.

Seeing the strange expressions of the elders on the stage, the old man smiled faintly and appeared on the stage.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the old man, who instantly appeared on the stage of the Nine Dragons Hall from the threshold of the Nine Dragons Hall, all of them were amazed.

Surprise flashed in Ning Juehui's eyes, and Lu Yang frowned.

Although he wasn't quite sure, Lu Yang felt a burst of spiritual power in the air, and the old man appeared on the stage.

In this way, the old man did not step on the stage at a fast speed, but reached the stage in an instant with a magic weapon such as a magic talisman.

From the threshold to the stage, only tens of meters away, Lu Yang secretly laughed in his heart that he was thinking too much.

With such a short distance, who would use the spirit talisman, a space-tearing spell?
The old man looked at the admiring expressions of the disciples in the audience and the happy beards, and seemed very satisfied with this situation.

Yaochi frowned slightly, and said indifferently: "Elder Xuanji, the harvest from this hard work is extraordinary?"

Elder Xuanji drank two sips of tea, and said proudly: "It's easy to say, for the sake of the Realm Refining Sect, what is this bit of asceticism, this time just the ginseng essence, the black leopard's heart is not known, I even found a fairyland, There are Jade Blood Grass and other fairy grasses in the Immortal Land, this is the biggest gain of this trip."

When the elders heard this, they all showed surprise eyes.

Ning Juehui kept her eyes on Elder Xuanji, and there was a flash of impulse in her eyes.

But then it calmed down.

It's just that those tightly clenched jade fists can no longer be let go.

Feeling the surprised expressions of the elders, Elder Xuanji enjoyed it very much.

Beside Yaochi, he took a sip of Ningshen tea with a calm expression, his expression was indifferent.

Immediately, a trace of displeasure flashed in Elder Xuanji's heart, and he sneered: "The old Taoist firmly believes that there must be more fairy grass hidden deep in that fairyland. I hope the head will send people deep into the fairyland. The status of the cultivation world must be greatly improved."

Yao Chi looked lazily at Elder Xuanji, glanced at the disciples below, and said calmly: "This matter is still to be discussed, the most important thing now is to let everyone go back to rest."

A trace of impatience flashed in Elder Xuanji's eyes, but seeing that the sky outside was already dark, he stopped talking.

Yao Chi stood up and said to the people below: "It's late at night, let's end the meeting."

Everyone looked at each other and walked out slowly.

Lu Yang was mixed in the crowd, and he had a common question in his heart.

What is the purpose of gathering people this time?
The elders on the stage did not leave, but drank tea in silence.

Ning Juehui landed at the end of the crowd, looking at the stage reluctantly.

Her pair of icy eyes were slightly blood red at this moment.

Like the red flames of the setting sun, it makes people shudder...

Ning Juehui walked out of the Kowloon Hall and stopped there.

It wasn't until the crowd dispersed that she looked up at the milky white Cangyue.

With a light step on his legs, he climbed onto the roof of the Kowloon Hall.