Nangong Xiaojing curled her lips and said, "Luo Xiaoyu doesn't take care of fellow disciples, but just wants to draw three outer disciples to share the pain of being tortured by the illusion."

"So, this Luo Xiaoyu has never given up on entering the inner sect, it seems that she has some perseverance..." Bai Yunlou praised.

Baiyunlou didn't think there was anything wrong with bringing three disciples from the outer sect to the illusion to share the torment of the illusion. Could sharing joys and sorrows also enhance the friendship between fellow sects?

"It's just that during this period of time, junior sister always feels that Luo Xiaoyu's desire to enter the inner sect is a bit impure..." Xiao Jing thought for a while, then said.

"What's wrong?" Baiyunlou asked rather indifferently.

"Recently, Luo Xiaoyu has been secretly asking a few academy disciples about Senior Sister Ziyan. Two days ago, in the illusion, he said triumphantly that if he entered the inner sect, he would propose marriage to the Dongfang family..."

"What, you're so arrogant!" Bai Yunlou blurted out, his expression turned a little pale.

Master Bai suddenly uttered a rage, and Nangong Xiaojing couldn't help being taken aback. He had never seen a senior brother lose his temper before, and he didn't expect that he could change his face like this... awe-inspiring.

After a while, Baiyunlou felt that he had overreacted, so he regained his composure, calmed down, and secretly wondered why he was angry with a young disciple with a somewhat youthful heart.

Turning to Xiaojing, she said, "This Luo Xiaoyu, I haven't met Junior Sister Ziyan twice, and I haven't even spoken to her. This is purely delusional."

"For practitioners of my generation, if we meet someone who is close to each other and has the same thoughts, we can form a Taoist companion, practice together, and walk in the same way, there is nothing wrong with it."

"But Luo Xiaoyu actually wanted to disturb Junior Sister Ziyan's Dao Heart just for her own selfish thoughts, it's really abominable." Bai Yunlou said solemnly.

"It's really hateful, I hate this kind of lecherous person the most... Senior brother, I might as well drive this Luo Yu out of the mountain gate." Nangong Xiaojing raised her eyebrows and said angrily.

"That's not necessary. This Luo Yu is still young, so it's not impossible to teach him. The biggest function of this Asking Heart Pavilion is not only to gain insight into the nature of mind..."

"As long as we find a flaw in our xinxing, break into Luo Xiaoyu's mind, and stimulate his motivation to practice, Luo Xiaoyu's achievements in the future are also expected." Bai Yunlou said indifferently.

"Thank you, brother, for your guidance." Nangong Xiaojing felt a strong sense of responsibility. It turns out that illusions can lead people to be good.

So he replied crisply: "Master, this Luo Xiaoyu is handed over to me. I don't want to practice hard every day, and I still have the energy to have delusional thoughts. It seems that the illusion that I arranged before needs to be adjusted. I will let Luo Xiaoyu live." Return to the right path of practice without any delusions."

It seemed that Xiaojing's words were too much, Baiyunlou thought for a while, but didn't say anything, but praised Xiaojing for his careful report, and helped him share many trivial matters in the family.

Afterwards, Baiyunlou passed on the wind and thunder technique that he had recently comprehended from the derivation of the five elements and eight trigrams to Xiaojing.

Xiaojing also has a lot of research on the way of the magic circle. Maybe these wind and thunder techniques are difficult to use outside due to the limitation of cultivation, but there are not many restrictions in the magic circle. Dao can definitely go one step further.

Nangong Xiaojing got the affirmation of the elder brother and Fenglei's inheritance. For a while, his heart was greatly increased, and his spiritual thoughts surged in his sea of ​​consciousness. The illusion that had not been broken through for a long time finally ushered in the opportunity to break through.

Sensing Xiaojing's breath fluctuations, Baiyunlou walked out of the Yangshen barrier in satisfaction, but did not remove the barrier, but said to the few people in front of the main hall: "Junior Sister Xiaojing has some insights, Luo Yu, you outsiders The disciples of the sect are here to wait for them, and then enter the illusion to seek a breakthrough after their enlightenment is over."

At this time, the formation of Wenxin Pavilion seemed to be slightly stagnant because of Nangong Xiaojing's enlightenment, a figure staggered out of the main hall, and it was the little disciple of the Refining Pavilion who walked out of the main hall.

After this eight or nine-year-old disciple named Yu Tong walked out of the hall, he still couldn't believe it for a while and broke the illusion. He secretly thought that he was the one with the worst cultivation, the youngest age, and the worst aptitude among all the outer disciples. Why did you break through the phantom array first?

Seeing the bewildered Yu Tong, Bai Yunlou stepped forward a few steps, patted his shoulder and said, "Congratulations, Junior Brother Yu Tong, for breaking the illusion and officially becoming an inner disciple of Qingyun Sect."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand to summon a small sapphire gourd, took out a sapphire talisman, and stuffed it into Junior Brother Yu Tong's hand.

"If you have any questions, please ask your senior brother Feiyang. Today, senior brother, I have something to do, so I won't be here to accompany you."

After exhorting the little fat man a few words, Baiyunlou gave a slight nod to Junior Sister Ziyan, a cloud of smoke rose from his feet, and he was about to escape to another place.

"Senior Brother Yunlou, wait for Junior Sister." Suddenly, a crisp voice came from the side, and Caiwei who was waiting at the side jumped onto the sapphire cloud.

At this time, Baiyun Tower sensed that the breath of the little monk Tianyin sitting cross-legged on a floating mountain was very unstable. Before he could say anything, his divine sense moved, and the three figures were wrapped in a cloud of smoke and fled towards the floating mountain.

"Senior brother Yunlou, your Yanyun seems to be very magical. It is by no means comparable to ordinary Yunduo magic weapon. When will I refine one for my junior sister?" Caiwei looked at the head of the cloud standing on the head of the cloud, with sleeves on her hair Fluttering, there was a gleam in his eyes for a moment.

Hearing this, Baiyunlou felt strange, thinking of what Junior Sister Xiaojing said just now, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Caiwei with Tianyantong.

Hehe, Baiyunlou has seen a rare scene, the pillar of luck on the head of Junior Sister Caiwei~lightnovelpub.net~ is pink, and the corners of her mouth can't help but crooked.

This pink luck was seen on the head of Junior Sister Lanzhi before, but it was only a very light pink color, and it would only manifest when she was close to Junior Brother Bai Zhan.

After some deduction and speculation, this pink color is not some kind of luck, but a kind of heart-wrenching thought, a kind of superficial manifestation when arousing luck.

After some spiritual perception, the pink luck may not necessarily bring good luck to the host, but may also bring death to the host.

After turning her head to wait and see for a while, she saw that the pink meaning of luck on the top of Caiwei's head became more and more intense, and Baiyunlou couldn't help but feel a headache.

Being able to get Junior Sister Caiwei's attention and heartbeat shows that my charm is really extraordinary. As for the headache, I only admire Junior Sister Caiwei, and have absolutely no vulgar thoughts.

Thinking of this, Baiyun Building sent a voice transmission to Caiwei: "Junior Sister Caiwei, I have become a Taoist partner with Junior Sister Ziyan..."

Hearing the sound transmission, Caiwei couldn't help being startled, and blurted out: "That Chaoyang..."

"Xiao Chaoyang has long been a Taoist partner with my senior brother..." Bai Yunlou immediately said via voice transmission.

"Brother Yunlou..."

"Call the head!" Baiyunlou turned his head in satisfaction, and looked at the little monk Tianyin on the hill not far away.

"Master..." Caiwei shouted listlessly.

In this moment, the pink color in Caiwei's head has faded completely.

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