Chapter 13: Sensing something is wrong, suppressing cultivation (seeking monthly ticket)
The night was dark and the dark clouds in the sky enveloped the entire Maoshan Mountain.

Thunders kept exploding, causing all the Maoshan disciples and elders to marvel at the mighty power of heaven.

Inside Shi Jian's bamboo house on Damao Peak, Shi Jian was not paying attention to the thunder or the heavy rain.

At this moment, his brows were furrowed, somewhat worried about the changes in his body.

“It’s too fast…

It has only been a month since I broke through the sixth level of Qi training, and today I will break through to the seventh level!
Master is right, this speed of cultivation is rare in a thousand years.

I don’t think that I am the only one who has such a monstrous talent in the past thousand years!”

Shi Jian became even more worried and simply suppressed his own cultivation.

Force all those strands of true qi to merge into other strands of true qi.

This behavior is undoubtedly dangerous.

However, before Shi Jian figured out what was wrong with his body, he didn't want to actively improve his cultivation.

After finishing the training, Shi Jian felt the automatic running of the internal skills, and his mouth was somewhat helpless. It seemed useless if he didn't actively practice...

In this situation, Shi Jian did not hesitate and went straight to find his master to see if there was any solution.

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Early the next morning, in the Maoshan Elders' Hall, Wu Chenzi's face was filled with worry.

After Shi Jian found him last night, he told him seriously about his current physical condition.

Wu Chenzi was also confused about this matter. After all, it was abnormal for Shi Jian's cultivation to improve so quickly.

but……

After checking for a whole night, Wu Chenzi was still the same as usual and did not find anything wrong.

Shi Jian's meridians are stronger and tougher than those of other cultivators at the same level.

Not to mention physical strength.

In addition, the true Qi cultivated by Shi Jian was not spotty at all, but rather extremely pure.

Unable to figure it out, Wu Chenzi came to the Elders' Hall early in the morning to see if his junior fellow apprentice had any good suggestions.

The Great Elder arrived at the Elder Hall not long after. Wu Chenzi took the Great Elder with him and disappeared into the Elder Hall, leaving the other Maoshan elders stunned...

On the Damao Peak, the great elder was amazed and kept walking around Shi Jian as if he was looking at a rare treasure.

"Boy Shi Jian, your talent is more than just a demon.

In just one year, he had reached the sixth level of Qi training, and he was actively suppressing himself and not entering the seventh level. This situation had never happened before from ancient times to the present!
but……

"It would be really strange if the head teacher checked and found nothing wrong!"

Shi Jian didn't say a word the whole time.

After all, he is just a rookie in the world of cultivation. Even if he has some strange talents, his knowledge is not as good as that of the great elder.

"Grand Elder, please stop picking on me and tell me what I should do!"

Shi Jian was a little anxious. After all, the unknown was full of fear...

The Great Elder nodded, then looked at his senior brother.

"Master, there is nothing wrong with Shi Jian's health.

We can't see anything else.

If there is no intervention, I'm afraid that within a few years, this kid will break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage!
Of course, whether or not there will be some hidden illness in the body that we cannot see that will cause a golden elixir barrier in the future is still unknown..."

The Great Elder is not just saying this casually; there is a certain probability that this is true.

Wu Chenzi had obviously had this idea a long time ago.

"Junior brother is right, my disciple, your cultivation speed is already quite fast.

How about this, from now on I will teach you a method for condensing true Qi.

Make your true Qi more refined and lay a solid foundation.

Even if there are hidden diseases in the future, there will be a chance to recover.

In addition, Maoshan’s annual competition is about to begin.

If you, my disciple, can achieve the final victory, you will have the opportunity to enter the Sutra Library and choose a magic spell to practice.

In this way, some of the true energy can also be consumed.

It can be considered as practicing some skills in advance!"

Wu Chenzi had no choice but to say this.

Generally speaking, Maoshan's new disciples are around five or six years old, and it basically takes two years for them to complete their body training.

Then start practicing Qigong or Fa.

Only when you have reached the third level of Qi training or the third level of mana can you choose a spell to practice. By this time, you are basically over twelve years old.

As for Shi Jian, he was only seven years old and had to start practicing magic. This was the first time in Maoshan's thousand years...

Shi Jian nodded in agreement with his teacher's idea. There was no other way at the moment.

The Great Elder looked at the serious expressions of Shi Jian and his disciple, and finally couldn't hold back and quietly left Damao Peak...

In his own small courtyard, the Great Elder had a complicated expression, a hint of envy and some worry.

Shi Jian's situation is indeed very special.

They in Maoshan cannot let Shi Jian take risks, even if there is no obvious problem with his body.

Just when the Great Elder was somewhat distracted, Lin Fengjiao, who was already over six years old, walked slowly in front of her master with an old-fashioned pace.

Seeing her master's expression, Lin Fengjiao frowned.

There was concern in her soft voice.

"Master, what's wrong with you?
Do you need a disciple?"

Before Lin Fengjiao finished speaking, the Great Elder raised his head, looked at Lin Fengjiao's slightly flushed face, and couldn't help but smile.

"Go away, you know nothing, I am happy for Maoshan.

From now on, maybe it will be more than just producing a Jindan Zhenjun in Maoshan!"

The six-year-old Lin Fengjiao only had a vague understanding and didn't understand what her master meant.

However, seeing her master smile, Lin Fengjiao was also happy.

"Master, the 72nd generation disciple competition will be held in a few days. I have already reached the sixth level of body forging and the fifth level of physical body has reached its peak!
He is extremely strong. Even though he is only six years old, he can exert a force of three hundred kilograms.

In this competition, I will definitely bring honor to my master!"

Lin Fengjiao spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice, her small eyes full of determination.

but……

It's not that the Great Elder doesn't think highly of his disciple, it's because that kid Shi Jian had already been booked to take first place in this competition.

How could this stupid disciple of mine have a chance?

I couldn't help but smile.

"Disciple, don't feel too burdened by this competition. There is no need to fight for first place.

Your Senior Brother Shi Jian has already made it. I am very happy that you can recognize your own shortcomings."

When Lin Fengjiao heard the word "Shi Jian", her face suddenly changed.

The little face was full of confusion and, of course, a hint of unwillingness.

He thought that he worked as hard as anyone else in Maoshan, so his strength should not be weak either.

"Master, why do you want to boost others' morale and destroy your own prestige?

Although Senior Brother Shi Jian was able to become the disciple of the head master, I do not feel that I am weaker than him.

Since Master doesn't think highly of me, please take a closer look at how I surpassed Senior Brother Shi Jian this time!"

With a pulled face, Lin Fengjiao looked like she was only six years old, but with this kind of character, the Great Elder couldn't help but look up to her.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the elder said no more.

Anyway, let Lin Fengjiao, this unconvinced kid, experience Shi Jian's terror once, and then he will behave himself from now on...

“Since my disciple has such an ambition, I am particularly pleased as a teacher.

In this competition, I will take a close look at your performance!

Encourage yourself..."

"Please rest assured, teacher!

I will work hard!"

Lin Fengjiao was full of confidence and was not complacent. After receiving encouragement from her master, she said nothing more.

He began to practice the body-building method over and over again, wanting to make one last effort...

Seeing this scene, the Great Elder felt extremely pleased.

"Xiao Jiu, although you are not as good as Shi Jian, you are also a rare genius in Maoshan in a hundred years.

With such perseverance and ambition, the future will surely be bright!"

After secretly praising him, the Great Elder did not bother him and just walked away.

Only Lin Fengjiao's small body was left in the yard, sweating profusely...

　Our Uncle Nine also works very hard, right?
　　If you don’t have enough talent, then give Uncle Jiu a little effort. God will always be happy when you are determined.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)