In the middle of the night, Li Pingan floated back to his cave, exhausted.

Socializing in this fairy sect is a hundred times more tiring than fighting in the ring...

Because the cave was shrouded in the master's immortal power barrier, Li Ping'an could finally take a breather and no longer need to be watched by those immortal consciousnesses.

So he took off his robe, took off his boots, put the clothes he took off into a storage artifact called the 'dirty clothes basket', and lay down on his own private recliner wearing only the inner placket of his single coat and trousers.

The sound of water in the lotus pond was tinkling, and two butterflies that had been let in at an unknown time were sucking water drops on the lotus leaves.

Li Ping'an's eyes were empty, and he was slowly recovering from the huge energy consumed by the 'Exploding Spirit Art'. He was feeling drowsy and had some migraines.

He was really holding on before.

To perform such a large-scale Spirit Exploding Technique today, he needed to simultaneously control hundreds of magical weapons to arrange themselves in a formation, which was a bit difficult for him at this time, and it consumed a lot of mental energy.

This kind of fatigue is not due to lack of mana or lack of physical strength, but rather lack of energy in the soul.

'Alas, my cultivation level is too low after all.'

Li Ping'an sighed, and thought that now he has become a master, and his father is helping him. It is the right time, the right place, the right people, and there is no need to complain.

Just work harder.

At this moment, my father rushed to Wanyun Palace, the main peak, and continued to accompany the head to receive foreign guests.

——Li Ping'an's current official status is just an ordinary inner disciple, and it is inconvenient to attend such an occasion directly.

On the way to see Li Pingan back, his father took Li Pingan's arm and said a few words to him.

Li Ping'an was quite pleased with this.

What the father said is:

"It's not that Wang Zaizhi deliberately wanted to embarrass you today. He is just a disciple, and it was actually arranged by his master, Elder Bi, behind the scenes.

"You are not injured. After this competition, you should think of ways to get to know him. It is better to resolve enemies than to make enemies. There is also a peak behind this disciple. Too much tension will not be conducive to the unity of the sect and our progress.

"Next, we must not lose face, but we must also find a way to give them some face, so that they will not jump over the wall in a hurry... Dad can handle it."

Finally!

My old father finally began to take the matter of 'candidates for the head' seriously!

Father finally no longer evades his expectations for the next head position!

This is right!

Old Li had become frightened earlier, so that Xiao Li could calmly fish and ask.

In fact, many times, just because a person is in this position and has this identity, he will be regarded as a threat by others, even if he does nothing.

Relying on the love of the founder Kong Ming, my father passively became the disruptor of Wanyun Sect's "powerful inheritance", and he will naturally become a thorn in the side of some powerful groups.

Although many human Qi refiners are tired of power, there are always those who are accustomed to being superior, and their Taoist minds are deviated, and they are nostalgic for the so-called power...

That's just human nature.

Li Ping thought about this quietly.

The main reason why he directly took out the "Exploding Spirit Art" today and spent a batch of magic weapons to defeat Wang Zaizhi head-on was to establish his authority.

Their father and son are now at a low level of cultivation, and they cannot be easily humiliated.

In addition, Li Ping'an also has a secondary purpose.

——He wanted to use the Spirit Exploding Technique to attract the attention of the sect, and then take advantage of the opportunity to take out the set of magical weapons that their father and son had tinkered with and present it to the sect to consolidate his father's position in the sect.

Having said that, Wang Zaizhi's way of applying the power of the talisman is quite good and you can learn from it.

Li Pingan's energy had just recovered a little, and he had a few more talismans on his fingertips, and he carefully recalled Wang Zaizhi's fighting skills.

"Hmm."

This is an audible reminder from the Celestial Master.

Li Ping'an hurriedly stood up, looked at the master who was strolling over, bowed his head and saluted: "Master, are you interrupting your practice?"

"without."

Qingsu lay naturally on the lounge chair beside her, closed her eyes, and folded her hands in front of her abdomen; a slight breeze blew by, and her loose and soft ice blue dress fluttered slightly.

She pointed to the recliner next to her: "Lie down."

"Hey, yes."

Li Ping'an straightened his clothes, moved his recliner back half a foot, and lay down honestly.

"Master," he said with a guilty conscience, "I didn't say anything about the Explosive Technique before, and I didn't intentionally conceal it. This fighting method was supposed to be used to fight for your life, and I didn't intend to use it in a competition within the sect..."

"

"It doesn't matter."

Qing Su said softly: "I also have many secret techniques that I haven't told my master."

"The disciples only have this secret method of fighting, a few methods of alchemy and weapon training, and a few miscellaneous techniques..."

The more Li Ping'an talked, the more he felt guilty, so he could only say:

"This disciple likes to ponder these things. My father helped me borrow a lot of immortal books from Daozang Hall before, so I have learned a lot.

"If Master wants to know, this disciple will demonstrate it to Master one by one."

"Need not."

Qingsu seemed a little disappointed:

"I only know how to retreat and fight. I can't teach you these things."

"Master, don't say that. These things that the disciples are trying to figure out are just external arts after all!"

Li Ping'an hurriedly said:

"What Master can teach me is how to practice and how to survive in this world. These cannot be learned from classics."

Qing Su turned her head and looked over, and found Li Pingan behind her. With a gentle movement of her hands, the wooden chair under her body floated to the same level as Li Pingan.

Qing Su looked Li Pingan up and down, as if she had just met her apprentice today.

Li Ping'an felt a little nervous, always feeling that his master's clear and lively eyes were looking at every bone in his body.

Qing Su suddenly asked: "They say that your understanding is very powerful. Is that true?"

"I'm actually... okay."

Li Ping'an smiled bitterly and said:

"You ask your disciple to boast, but he is also a bit thin-faced.

“It’s hard to predict your understanding. You might get stuck when you encounter a small bottleneck.

"For spiritual practice, luck and qualifications are more important."

"Then apprentice, come and take a look at this."

Qing Su took out a jade talisman and pushed it into Li Ping'an's hand.

Li Ping'an took a few glances, and there were lines of beautiful small characters inside. If you look carefully, you can see that they are scriptures and Taoist chapters copied at different times.

"Master, what is this?"

"The scriptures that I couldn't understand before I became an immortal."

Qing Su's bright eyes seemed to be quite interested in this matter, and she ordered:

"Come and give it a try and let me see your understanding."

Master’s wrong question book?

Li Ping'an muttered: "Master, you accepted this disciple as your disciple before, just to repay the disciple's favor."

"otherwise?"

"It's okay, it's okay," Li Ping'an smiled bitterly, "Being able to worship Master as my disciple is really a blessing that a disciple has cultivated for many generations."

Qingsu blinked: "Seriously?"

"really!"

Li Ping'an said decisively, with a smile on his pure and beautiful face.

Li Ping'an secretly sighed...his master was a bit easier to coax than the priest girl back then.

He clutched the jade talisman, closed his eyes and concentrated, and began to think about it carefully.

The test paper given by Qing Su made Li Ping'an quite difficult;

But after understanding one or two of the scriptures, Li Ping'an felt a lot of emotions in his heart, and he had the urge to retreat immediately and not participate in tomorrow's Heavenly Ranking Competition.

…

In the cave, Taoist masters and apprentices are discussed, and on the main peak, immortals gather to play music.

The night of the Dabi was lively and lively. Generally speaking, it went smoothly. It was just that there was some trouble in the Fanshi Palace in the second half of the night.

In the early morning of the second day of the great competition inside the gate, the hall was crowded with people.

Li Dazhi, wearing a mysterious robe, stood in front of the palace gate, raised his hands to the rows of immortals in front of him and shouted:

"Everyone!

"Those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety, and this is the end of the road!"

Yesterday, the competition for the people list and the place list came to a successful conclusion. There were no mistakes or omissions, and all parties were coordinated. It was all thanks to everyone's hard work!
To be continued...