"The first step in cultivation is to practice Qi, also known as the harvest of truth." Nangong Hui said with a calm look on his face.

"Collection of truth means to argue the false and clear truth. There are countless existences called [qi] in this world, including the resentment we encountered before, which is also a kind of person in the world.

Originally, there were only two qi of yin and yang in the world, but the mystery of yin and yang changes is endless.

Under the influence of the seven emotions and six desires in the world, the yin and yang energy will become resentful, hostile, evil energy, demonic energy, etc.

Under the influence of heaven and earth environment, yin and yang will also become miasma, fire and even cold."

Nangong Hui glanced at Mo Gu and saw that the other party was listening seriously, and was secretly satisfied.

"What we have to do is to find the qi we need from countless qi, which is called "Shenzhen"!"

Nangong Hui also knew Mo Gu's situation, so he said it very bluntly.

"Does there still be righteousness and evil spirits?" I had an impression in my heart, and Mo Gu couldn't help but ask with curiosity.

Nangong Hui said slowly in a gentle voice: "There is indeed a distinction between positive energy and evil energy, but the distinction between good and evil is too harsh and ordinary practitioners will not use it."

"?"

Mo Gu looked curious. Why did he listen from Nangong Hui? The difference between good and evil seems to be completely different from what he knew in his previous life?!

He couldn't help but mutter, "Isn't good and evil the difference between justice and evil? How could it be harsh?"

Nangong Hui frowned, just as he spoke up to explain.

Suddenly a crisp laugh came from behind, and Mo Gu looked behind him in surprise, and a pretty face appeared in his eyes.

A girl about sixteen or seventeen years old walked over, with long hair tied into a lily bun, and a delicate face with tender and elegant face. Her eyebrows and eyes were smiling, like crescent moons. She was wearing a water-green dress, without any extra ornaments on her body, only a spiritual sword with a white scabbard behind her back.

Nangong Hui raised his sword eyebrows and said gently: "Junior Sister Bixuan."

Junior sister?

Mo Gu looked at the girl in surprise. She was not young at that age when she could be called by her fellow Nangong Hui.

It seems that this woman is also a girl-looking girl, but she is actually at the level of an aunt or grandma?

Bixuan frowned unhappily, "Are you thinking about something bad? Your eyes are spinning around, it must be a bad thing."

Mo Gu was shocked. This woman could not read the mind.

But he was not embarrassed, and laughed: "I didn't think of any bad intentions. I was just surprised that Master also had a disciple as young as you, and I thought I was the only one."

Bixuan frowned her beautiful brows, and she felt that Mo Gu's words sounded disgusting.

What does it mean that there is a young disciple like you?

Is this showing off that he was able to become the leader of the sect at a young age?

Are you showing off?

Right?

"Hmph!" A nasal sound was made heavily, and Bixuan said dissatisfiedly: "Although you are young, I am not old either. It took me only sixty years to achieve the cultivation level of the fifth realm of the fifth realm, the fifth etiquette and six qi. It is difficult to find one or two in the entire cultivation world."

Practitioners do not value age, but they still have certain advantages in young age.

For Bixuan, it only took her sixty years to enter the fifth realm, which is also a rare genius in a century!

Looking at Bixuan with a proud look on her face, Mo Gu felt that there was no slight dissonance for some reason.

But the heart is like a blocked tower.

The old lady in front of me is a sixty-year-old!

He shifted his eyes in a panic and looked at Nangong Hui with white hair, and his heart slighted, "Brother Nangong..."

Nangong Hui said frankly: "I am more than thirty this year."

Mo Gu thought, it's okay. Otherwise, everyone around him would be peers in his seventies, eighties, or juniors in his 100s, and elders in his hundreds or even thousands of years old.

This is not a generation gap, but a gap!

"Then are you not white-haired?" Mo Gu stared at Nangong Hui's white hair, and then thought about the white hair of Master Xu Wei Zhenren.

He couldn't help but feel a chill behind his back and said dryly: "Brother Nangong, I won't be able to turn white hair after practicing my skills, right?"

When he was playing games before, he thought white hair looked pretty good, but it would be different if he put it on himself.

Nangong Hui smiled and said, "Young brother is not so nervous. The reason why I grow old is because I borrow too much power of the white star."

This explanation made Mo Gu breathe a sigh of relief, "Then let's continue teaching. I also want to know what realms are there in the future, and what realms do you think I am in?"

Since he got the gourd, he has been transformed by the nectar and jade liquid in the gourd. Now he doesn’t know what realm he is in.

Nangong Hui was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Young brother is not very clear about the specific realm of his current situation."

His words not only made Mo Gu stunned, but Bixuan on the side also looked surprised. She looked at Mo Gu curiously.

I felt that the other party was a little sloppy and a little handsome, but he didn't see much.

Even if she had just approached here, she didn't notice it. She must have been a little guy who had not even reached the fourth realm.

"Your junior brother, you can't understand it either. On the surface, you seem ordinary, but you have deep cultivation and your body is full of spiritual energy, but you don't know how to restrain yourself."

Nangong Hui showed a strange expression as he said.

"Then what?"

Nangong Hui did not hide it, "You have magic power comparable to the seventh realm, but you don't have the corresponding means. Although you penetrate the bridge of heaven and earth and use spiritual energy to temper yourself, it seems that you are not practicing by yourself. If you don't know how to restrain spiritual energy, it may be related to your adventure."

Mo Gu heard it a little confused, and he didn't understand what Nangong Hui said about the bridge of heaven and earth and the restraining spiritual energy, but when he heard Nangong Hui say that he had the strength of the seventh realm, he felt at ease.

He stretched out his body, raised his head happily and sipped a few sips of fine wine, and his body suddenly became refreshed. He was excited, "Since I am so strong, I must have learned the basics very quickly, right?"

Nangong Hui said: "That's true, otherwise Master would not have made an exception to accept you as his disciple. When I hand over this Dharma to you, I think you will soon reach the seventh realm, or even go directly beyond the seventh realm and enter the eighth realm!"

As he spoke, Nangong Hui felt a little envy in his tone.

Fortunately, his mentality was very good, and this small mood swing calmed down instantly.

Mo Gu laughed loudly, turned his head and looked proudly at Bixuan, "Hey, someone said that where is the realm she is? It seems to be the fifth? Is it all sixty years old?"

Mo Gu said, tsk his mouth and sighed: "It's not like me. I don't even know what it feels like in the fifth realm. I'm about to reach the eighth realm."

This sarcastic word made Bixuan's chest almost explode!

In the past, except for Nangong Hui, who was more talented than her and stronger than her, no one in the Qionghua pride dared to explode in front of her!

But now, she just met a character who was so tired.

"You! Wait for me!" Bixuan glared at Mo Gu fiercely, and turned around and flew away angrily.
Chapter completed!