Chapter 176: Stick to the morning class
A year?
What is a year written on this earth? killed Zhou Zhou, he didn't believe it either!
But if it's really a year......
Zhou Zhou squatted in all kinds of cold sweats, silent, speechless, choking, and didn't know what to say......
Master is just a pit, I don't know how to say hello when I come? He also wanted to ask Zhiyan about what to do, and by the way, the black spot innate spirit treasure, spirit root, and elixir......
In other words, this handwriting is really left by the master?
Zhou Zhou immediately searched for the spiritual sense and extended the spiritual consciousness around, the formation was not touched, and the spiritual consciousness did not capture any traces; Squatting there and looking up, there was a phantom of a Tai Chi talisman on the angel egg, not the one that had existed on the left shoulder of Mikael's armor before, but a new addition. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Master has indeed come!
My heart warmed, it turned out that the master had not forgotten his little registered disciple. Before, I always felt that Dao Rong was scattered around in the wilderness, and there was a faint sadness of being abandoned......
Sitting at the door of the cottage, Zhou Zhou leaned on the door panel and struggled for a while.
Of course, becoming an immortal in a year is a joke, but there are a few words in the back that I can't read clearly, and I was stepped on by him.
Can't Master be a little more foreign and get a jade talisman to transmit the sound? However, he wasn't really worried about this, the master was obviously here to urge his cultivation, to warn himself not to indulge in the beauty of angels all day long, and then ...... Seeing that I was asleep, I felt sorry for my hard work, so I didn't wake myself up?
It's really a warm male god type of Xuandu Archmage......
Zhou Zhou sat there with emotion, the sun fell on his face, and the spring breeze of laughter rippled.
Soon, he stood up with a lap on his thigh, ripped off his underwear, and sat cross-legged in front of the door with a pair of trousers on.
Do morning classes!
Can you become an immortal in a year? Cheng Yuan God struggled...... It's good to be able to enter the late stage of Jindan! Unless it was the master who forcibly promoted his cultivation, but how could he live forever in the future?
If the message is really a one-year immortal, there are only two situations: Master's humor cells are overflowing, or Master wants to expel himself from the master's door!
Zhou Zhou, who was meditating, had two cold sweats on his forehead, and secretly said that he didn't swagger and deceive everywhere in the name of Taiqingmen, right? Master won't just kick himself......
Could it be that your own cultivation is really too slow?
Don't slow down, how fast is this, it's the middle of Jindan in the blink of an eye, and I just stepped into Jindan some time ago!
He pondered for a moment, wondering if he should go to the Demon Realm of the Border Lands to train...... Burn a big snake and roast a bird of prey every day, and use Danhuo Shentong to quickly improve your cultivation.
Dongfang Yu'er once said that as long as cultivation can grow, it means that the Dao body is ready, as long as the realm of enlightenment can keep up.
My current realm of enlightenment...... It must match the spiritual realm.
Is it true that you can quickly improve your cultivation to the level of spiritual consciousness? Wouldn't that be a step to the primordial gods, and the golden pill was complete?
He frowned slightly, thought about it and thought about it, but still decided that he couldn't be in a hurry.
"Wait for the late stage of Jindan, and then go to the land of demons to make a splash, and after becoming a primordial god, go to pick up Zhiyan."
Zhou Zhou planned like this, and unknowingly, he decided to accelerate his cultivation in the future. After all, it has only been two or three years since she met Zhiyan, and Zhou Zhou is really afraid that she will be bored of staying in the world, so she will go north to find it by herself. It will take two years to enter the Yuan Shen from Jindan, and ordinary monks can't even think of it......
Practice, accelerate practice.
Zhou Zhou really didn't believe that when his master was so old as himself, he could have the cultivation of immortals!
Master Xuandu's experience of cultivating immortals: at the age of eleven he learned the method of practicing qi, at the age of thirteen, he successfully entered the realm of cultivation, and at the age of eighteen, he became an immortal, and he was the first person with tribal qualifications. Xuandu had to be enlightened by Lao Tzu, enlightened for a year, had an epiphany, established a heavenly immortal, returned to Kunlun Mountain, and was the senior brother of the three sects......
When Xuandu was so old as Zhou Zhou, not to mention immortals, there were all immortals, and they were just one step away from immortality.
Anyway, Zhou Zhou didn't know...... It would be nice to give him more confidence.
The path of monasticism is already so difficult, why bother to debunk it again.
Dongfang Yu'er got up indescribably beautiful, as soon as she woke up, she pushed open the window on the second floor of the attic, and showed a gentle smile to the neighbor next to her, the man who was meditating and practicing in front of the door.
He was really diligent in his cultivation, no wonder he could enter the realm so quickly.
"It's time for me to work hard."
Yu'er glanced at the dress on her body, she forgot to bring her white silk coat, long hair, and veil, turned around and went back to the room, and when she walked out of the room after a few hours, she had already returned to her usual dress with a veil covering her face, and her beautiful eyes were looking forward to it.
How many hours......
She thought about it and looked at it, and finally arrived at the position ten zhang away from Zhou Zhou, found a piece of grass, and decided to practice here.
So, she took out a few things that her grandmother had given her:
Xuanling Futon - a magic weapon, with a top-level spirit gathering array, can improve the vitality around the body, increase the absorption of vitality, and increase the probability of understanding the Dao; Of course, it's still mostly used for sitting.
A Luo umbrella - a magic weapon, a treasure to ward off evil spirits and exorcisms, is the magic weapon she usually uses to defend against the enemy, Jin Xian personally refined, and the magic is endless; The main function is to shade the sun, and women's fair skin can not be exposed to the sun often;
Qingnian incense burner - a magic weapon, used to concentrate the mind and clear the mind, can help enter the realm of enlightenment and prolong the realization of enlightenment.
There were also a few discs floating around her, two or three cyan beads, and a guqin floating in front of her......
For a while, the halo was long, and she sat in the pile of treasures, closed her eyes slightly, and soon entered the cultivation.
In contrast, Zhou Daxia, who meditates shirtless and does morning classes...... Is it the eldest lady of Xuanqing Mountain......
In enlightenment, time passed in a flash, and it was already afternoon when Zhou Zhou got up, which was a real practice.
Dongfang Yu'er on the side had already put away those magic weapons, and at this time she was sitting on the roof of the attic with her legs together, gently combing her long hair, thinking about her daughter's thoughts.
Zhou Zhou stretched his waist: "Morning." ā
"It's late afternoon, have you practiced well?" Yu'er gently pulled up her long hair and floated in front of him with a chuckle.
"Well, practice for a while, realize for a while, and practice again tomorrow, you can't be in a hurry. I'm going to change my clothes. ā
Not long after, Zhou Zhou walked out of the grass house with the angel egg in his arms, and he was already wearing a robe.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to go for a walk by the river and take a break." Zhou Zhou said with a smile.
"I'll accompany you, you." Yu'er said softly.
Zhou Zhou asked, "What about your little mother?" ā
"She fell asleep in the afternoon, and I went to see if I woke up."
In this way, the people walking by the river became three people and one angel egg. Qianlin was still a little timid, and kept holding Dongfang Yu'er's forearm and walking slowly next to her, but when she looked at Zhou Zhou, she was not too afraid.
Standing on the bank of the river with his hands in his hands, a tall angel egg beside him, sparkling, let his back blend into the painting, a little light.
"Yu'er," Xiao Qianlin sat next to Dongfang Yu'er, who was weaving a grass ring on the grass, "Is he your future husband?" ā
"Perhaps," Dongfang Yu'er chuckled, her face flushing slightly. She put the grass ring in her hand on Qianlin's head, making her look like a flower fairy.
Yu'er's eyes wandered a little, and she murmured in a low voice: "I'm as big as you, and when you're so big with me, I'll also weave these grass rings, insert a few wildflowers, and let me wear them on my head......"
There was a look of remembrance in her eyes, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
It was as if I saw it again, the memory of her childhood.
'Mother, make one up for me. ā
"Okay, my mother will help you make it up, come and sit next to your mother, how can a woman run around, what kind of system is this......
Dongfang Yu'er's little hand caressed Qianlin's face gently.
But suddenly, Qianlin pushed her arm away, took off the wreath on her head, and lowered her head and said, "I'll go back first." ā
Yu'er turned back from the memories and responded gently: "Are you tired?" ā
"Tired."
Yu'er called two immortal mothers-in-law and escorted Qianlin back to the attic, and she could only sigh softly as she looked at Qianlin's small figure being led away.
Qianlin is resistant to being another person, how can she not know.
"I think so," Zhou Zhou stood aside for some time, "You better stop calling her mother, it feels weird." ā
"Well, I'll listen to you." Dongfang Yu'er bowed her head in response.
"Don't always listen to me, no matter how close you and I are, I can't be you, everyone should have their own ideas." Zhou Zhou's voice slowed down and said, "Only two people with similar interests can make a pair of friends." It's not all about one person saying what the other says. ā
Yu'er couldn't help but bow her head and think, and Zhou Zhou walked back to the river with a smile.
The trick of water control was exerted, and the river paid out a few fatty river fish, and Zhou Zhou set up a fire frame, because the conditions in the mountains were difficult, so he could only eat some grilled fish or something to relieve his appetite.
Unlike some chefs in the world, although most of the ingredients are ordinary, the cooking is also very particular.
After entering the world once, Zhou Zhou finally began to experience what it was like to be a 'monk'.
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In the capital of the king of Beijing, a courtyard specially built for the lord of Yan, Zhiyan is teaching little Wen Lan to practice swordsmanship.
Wen Lan's thin little arms and legs were also a little lively and active, holding a small wooden sword and gesturing happily, standing there from time to time laughing until he couldn't breathe.
Zhiyan's sword dance is very beautiful, and her swordsmanship is also light and delicate.
She glanced at Wen Xiaolan, who started laughing again, deliberately grimacing, and reprimanded: "Rehearse the sword moves I just taught you!" ā
Wen Xiaolan blinked his big smart eyes, a five- or six-year-old child had just begun to remember, and his mind had just opened. She shouted in a coquettish voice: "Auntie, don't I want to learn to cook?" How to learn this. ā
"It's ...... You have to learn how to practice the sword before you can chop vegetables. ā
"Oh~" Wen Xiaolan immediately cheered up, "Auntie do it again, I didn't remember it just now!" ā
Zhiyan suddenly smiled and squinted, and once again brandished the short sword with no blade, the maid who was waiting on the side wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and when she saw Xiaolan looking serious and funny, she finally leaned forward and leaned back.
"Be quiet!" Zhiyan snorted, and the maids hurriedly bowed their heads.
Xiao Lan's physical strength was still very weak, and he was tired after only practicing for a while, sitting on Zhiyan's lap resting, and the small shirt on his body was also soaked with sweat.
"Auntie, where has my master gone?"
"He's going to practice," Zhiyan replied casually.
"Practice?"
"Well, in order to be a more powerful ...... Chef. ā
"Then Master will make a lot of delicious food for Xiaolan!"
"Yes, as long as you work hard to practice your sword," Zhiyan pinched Xiaolan's face with a smile, "Okay, when I finish eating at noon, I will start learning literacy and practicing words in the afternoon, and then I will teach you music and dance skills in the evening." ā
Xiao Lan suddenly put on a bitter little face, "Is this all related to cooking?" ā
Zhiyan explained seriously: "Hmm...... You have to learn to play the piano to the cow, and the beef will be more delicious; You have to learn to dance for the chickens and ducks, so that the chickens and ducks will be in a good mood, so that they will grow quickly. ā
Wen Xiaolan was so simple, she nodded and believed it, and praised: "Auntie, you know a lot." ā
"That's, how long have you been following your master, this county lord!" Zhiyan's face raised, these strange things were naturally heard from someone Zhou's mouth.
Otherwise, how could Honghuang have such an advanced 'poultry' breeding concept.
"That'...... Is literacy useful for cooking? ā
"Silly you," Zhiyan snorted on her forehead on Xiaolan's forehead, "I'm illiterate now, how can I understand the recipe in the future!" She scratched her hands twice in Xiaolan's squeaky socket.
"Giggles," Wen Xiaolan smiled happily when she was afraid of itching.
Their laughter floated from the courtyard, making the corners of Wen's mouth appear a little smile and sigh softly.
The woman looked down and thought, "That chief is really full of good fortune, and always brings some good luck to people."
If there is a sentence that can bless Zhou Zhou, Wen would like to say it to him in person:
A good man has a safe life.
Zhou Zhou, who didn't know about this, sneeze fiercely from a long distance.
"Who's scolding me?"
Zhou Daxia pinched his fingers, of course, he was just putting on a show, he hadn't learned any tricks of divination.
After glancing at the hour, he accidentally made the morning class late in the afternoon, and his cultivation was considered to be a waste of sleep and food. Master came suddenly, he was really a little nervous, and he had been sleeping recently, and he was thinking about how to improve his cultivation speed.
Within a year, there must be a small breakthrough in the realm.
After five days of penance, Zhou Zhou vaguely felt the 'frivolity' of his true yuan, those who used the Danhuo Divine Power to increase their cultivation were extremely pure at first glance, but after careful experience, they found that they were not solidified, and there would be a trace of impurities.
But the three-color pill fire is really strange, not to mention the power at this time, just to say that this effect of enhancing cultivation is very rare, even unheard of.
If it weren't for Zhou Zhou's insight, and if he didn't be greedy for merit, even if he kept the vitality in the air burned by the Dan Fire, his cultivation would have improved much faster than sitting down.
Penance is always inevitable.
Zhou Zhou put away the angel eggs, left the river, and walked back to his cottage.
On the way, he thought about it seriously and summed up the gains of the five days.
He ascended to the middle stage of Jindan by enlightenment, which was the 'accumulation of thick and thin hair' of monasticism, which was more advanced than penance. However, after the middle stage of Jindan, there were several small breakthroughs in a row, some by improving his state of mind, and some by calcining the demon body...... They all need to be consolidated.
Lingjue reminded him that he only needed to practice penance for half a month, and there should be no trouble.
"In this way, if you burn the demon's body to improve your cultivation first, and then meditate and consolidate the realm for a period of time, it is also a desirable method."
Zhou Zhou figured it out a lot and stepped into the grass house.
Without warning, he felt someone tap on the shoulder, and his eyes went dark, and strangely, the angel egg in Qu Yuan's bag did not react. (To be continued.) )