Zhang Yichen found a leeward place in the small valley, cleaned up a little, then sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

Uncle Zhang, is this a break? Mu Wan'er blinked her eyes, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and slowly walked towards a boulder by the waterhole.

Although her legs were as heavy as lead, there seemed to be a voice in her head shouting "sleep, sleep, hurry up and sleep", but she sweated a lot in the afternoon, and her body was now sticky, and the upbringing + habits of the two worlds made her unable to sleep if she didn't clean up and be refreshing.

Still hiding behind the boulder, she quickly freshened up - the water in the pool was very cold, poured on her body, and she shivered with cold, not fast.

There were a lot of dry bath towels in the space, but she didn't dare to use them now. I had to wring my hair out as much as possible and put it on casually for the time being.

The inside and outside of the clothes were all clean, and all that was left in her little bag was dirty clothes. These clothes, wrinkled and dirty, smelled even more stinky, and in the past, they could only be thrown away.

But now......

"Ugh." Mu Wan'er sighed, resigned herself to throwing all her clothes into the shallow water by the pool, squatting down, and scrubbing vigorously - she hadn't washed her clothes, and she hadn't even seen anyone wash them. She had only seen the little girl in the yard scrubbing the rags, so she guessed that they were all washed anyway, and the clothes should be washed like this.

Scrubbing, wringing out, and finally she spread all her clothes on the rocks by the pool.

Finally cleaned up. Mu Wan'er shook her red little hand, looked up and saw that the moon was already hanging in the sky. The valley was quiet, only the mountain wind was whining.

Looking at the clothes laid out on the stones, she thought for a moment, picked up some pebbles by the pool, and pressed a few pieces on each garment.

When I was done, I touched my head, and my hair was all dry. Holding it on top of her head indiscriminately, she also followed Uncle Zhang's example, and found a clean and flat place behind the big stone to sit up.

It's just that she's so tired. As soon as she closed her eyes, drowsiness hit her like a flood, overwhelming her in an instant. Leaning to the side, she fell limply to the ground, falling into the boundless black sweetness.

At this time, Zhang Yichen opened his eyes.

Even though it's early summer, the nights in the mountains are still very cold. Mu Wan'er was asleep, and she curled up in a ball unconsciously. The little man was frowning and snuggling, shivering from the cold like a little milk cat.

"The little kid is much stronger." Zhang Yichen shook his head and flicked his right hand. saw the fire flashing, and there was a blazing bonfire beside Mu Wan'er.

Zhang Yichen was born in a family of cultivators, and he entered the Taiyi Sect early, and he usually comes into contact with monks the most. I have never been with a six-year-old baby so closely, not to mention, I am still a mortal child. Therefore, he didn't know how to get along with Mu Wan'er at all.

In addition, Uncle Qingyu forced this task to him, he was actually unhappy from the bottom of his heart, and it was inevitable that he would be a little angry with Mu Wan'er. Therefore, he walked in front of him alone.

No, the performance of this six-year-old mortal doll on this day was really amazing to him - no crying or fussing, no matter how difficult it was, he gritted his teeth and persisted - the little guy had the persistence and persistence of an adult monk.

What surprised him even more was the way the little guy took the pill. Generally speaking, monks take the pill in advance. No one will be like a little guy who does not take pills until his body is exhausted to the limit. After all, no matter how precious the pill is, it can't be more expensive than life.

As a result, the crooked fight was correct, and the little guy successfully achieved the first marrow washing with only a few pills of spirit pills.

Zhang Yichen is Dan Xiu, and after seeing this phenomenon, his heart moved and he settled down. Although he was only in meditation for a few short breaths, he found that his mood had improved significantly.

Maybe Uncle Qingyu is right, he should really come out to experience more.

Now, Zhang Yichen no longer resents this task in his heart. At the same time, he thought that he had found the right way to get along with children at the end of the day. As for how to accomplish this task, he finally had a rough idea in his heart.

The next morning, Mu Wan'er was woken up hungry. The stomach was "gurgling" non-stop, and the whole person was so hungry that his chest was close to his back, and his eyes were black.

She took a deep breath, quickly took out the white jade bottle from her arms, and took out a spirit pill from it. I was about to stuff it into my mouth.

At this time, Uncle Zhang's salty and non-light voice sounded in his ears: "The elixir can't cure your hunger." "The little guy just slept well for a night, and it was the time to be refreshed, and taking the elixir had no effect. It's just a waste of elixir.

When Mu Wan'er heard this, she swallowed hard, and immediately put the elixir in her hand into the white jade bottle—she was so hungry that after a little hesitation, she would definitely swallow the fragrant elixir as an osmanthus sugar pill.

"Give. This is Bigudan. Zhang Yichen waved his hand and threw over a green-mouthed white jade bottle, "Eat one grain to fill your stomach for a day." ”

Hearing that it can fill her stomach, Mu Wan'er's entire body and mind were deeply absorbed by the small bottle flying in front of her. I saw her rise up, jumped two feet high in the air, and a pair of small hands steadily caught the white jade bottle in the air.

"Disciple, Uncle Xie gave the elixir." She squatted down and saluted, then hurriedly walked back to her original position, turned her back to Uncle Zhang, and opened the white jade bottle.

The smell of rice pierces the bottom of my nose.

"It smells so good!" Suddenly, Mu Wan'er only felt that her tongue was full of relish. The "grunt" of the stomach was very appropriate, and screamed hard.

Bigudan is white and about the size of a pigeon's egg.

Mu Wan'er poured out one and couldn't wait to take it.

Unlike the Spiritual Pill, Bigu Pill melts in your mouth and does not need to be swallowed. After taking it, within two breaths, the stomach is full.

"How's it taste?" With the new experience of nourishing the elixir, Zhang Yichen wanted to know what the difference would be in taking Bigu Dan after being hungry and panicking.

At this time, Mu Wan'er had already relieved herself. When she heard this, her face turned red - she swallowed so fast that she didn't have time to taste anything.

"It doesn't smell like anything." She turned and stood with her hands down, and replied honestly.

Zhang Yichen said "um", still not salty and indifferent: "That's right." "Not all pills can produce abnormal effects when used in this extreme medication method. Otherwise, everyone's method of taking pills would have changed a long time ago.

Zhang Yichen closed his eyes again, and muttered as if he was reciting a book: "Eating whole grains will increase the impurities in the body, which is not beneficial to cultivation. Yes, the monks are more than the valley. Before Jindan, monks usually ate Bigu Dan Bigu. Bigu Dan is divided into two products. The lower grade Bigu Dan can only have a full stomach for half a day; The top-grade Bigu Dan can be used for a day. The bottle in your hand is the top-grade Bigu Dan. As for the great powers above Jindan, they no longer need to be Bigu Dan with their aura. ”

As soon as Mu Wan'er heard this, she knew that this was Uncle Zhang instructing herself, although many of them couldn't be understood, but she was overjoyed, and hurriedly squatted down and saluted: "Disciple, Uncle Xie for teaching." ”

Zhang Yichen rolled his eyelids, glanced at her, and said, "Since you have entered my sect, there are some rules that you have to figure out." Today, Uncle Ben will teach you the most basic etiquette. First of all, monks do not practice secular rites. ”

Then, he demonstrated it himself.

On ordinary occasions, between fellow Taoist friends, the fist salute is practiced. Like the worldly rituals, the hands are clasped into fists in front of the chest.

On formal occasions, or to greet the elders and His Holiness, the prostrations are performed by extending the right hand into a palm, stretched out flat in front of the chest, and the left hand standing straight on the right palm, bowing slightly forward.

Mu Wan'er is not a real six-year-old child, so she only needs Uncle Zhang to demonstrate it once, and she will learn well.

Zhang Yichen didn't show it on his face, and he couldn't help but praise it in his heart: "Good understanding!" At the same time, it's quite a pity: it's a pity, it's just a four-spirit root, and it's destined to be a difficult immortal path.

Then, he introduced the cultivation realm in detail: "The cultivation realm left by the ancients is said to be as many as three thousand, divided into the upper realm, the lower realm and the underworld. Our realm is called the Yanhua realm, which belongs to the lower realm. Above the Nether is the Upper. According to legend, the upper realm is inhabited by immortals. Therefore, the upper realm is also called the fairy realm. The monks of the Nether are all immortals who have moved from the Upper Realm to the Nether Realm. Therefore, ascending to the upper realm is our lifelong dream and pursuit. And if we want to be able to ascend, we can only keep improving our cultivation. ”

In the Yanhua realm, a monk's cultivation can be divided into seven realms, such as innate nature, qi refining, foundation building, golden pill, infant formation, void transformation, and ascension.

Innate realm: that is, the stage of inducing qi into the body. At this stage, the monk can draw spiritual energy into the body, but only a small amount of spiritual energy can be condensed in the meridians.

The realm of qi refining: monks can absorb qi in the dantian. At this point, the immortal path has begun. And because the monks at this stage mainly focus on refining qi, they are called "qi refiners".

The realm of foundation building: Only when you reach this realm can you be called the introduction to cultivation. The monks of this realm are also respected as "Taoists" because of this.

The realm of Jindan: The monk condenses the Jindan in the dantian, and the immortal path is first formed. Therefore, monks in this realm are revered as "real people".

The realm of infants: Jindan is broken and turned into a primordial baby. This realm is also commonly known as the "realm of the primordial infant". At this point, the cultivation is considered a small success. People refer to the great powers of this realm as "the Venerable Master".

The realm of emptiness: The power of this realm is reborn, turning the void into reality, cultivating the primordial god, and is respected as the "true monarch" by people.

Ascension Realm: If the power of this realm is accomplished, the Heavenly Dao will rain down nine thunder tribulations. If the tribulation is successful, the Xia lifts and rises; If it is not successful, the previous efforts will be wasted, the spirit will not be protected, and the ashes will be lost. When monks reach this realm, they usually have a glimpse of the way of heaven, so they are respected as "Dao Jun".

Except for the innate realm, which is only divided into three small realms, the Qi Induction Period, the Qi Condensation Period, and the Luck Period, the rest are divided into ten small realms. In addition, when a monk fails to advance from the lower ten levels to the higher level one level, his cultivation will also be a small step, and this state is called the Great Perfection.

With each level of cultivation, the monk's ability and longevity increased exponentially. As the saying goes, cultivating to a higher level crushes people to death. The cultivation realm has always respected the strong. The cultivation realm is highly hierarchical, and few people dare to commit crimes.

It turns out that I am now in the congenital induction period. Hearing the end, Mu Wan'er secretly clenched her small hands into fists: Is the strong respected? Sister, don't be a crusher. Sister be your own master! The fairy road is long, the sister will go up and down and seek, become a great power, build the avenue, and rise in the sky!