"This thing is neither gold nor jade, but it is heavy, I don't know what the benefits are."

On the second day back to the house, Zhu Ping'an locked himself in the room and pondered.

He felt that the white-bearded old man was good, and the things he sent should be the best, so he studied the bracelet first.

After pondering for a long time, there was nothing different except for the special material, so I had to put it aside.

""Taishang Cultivation Immortal Decision"? Could it be that this is the legendary secret of cultivating immortals? ”

Zhu Ping'an opened the thin booklet and secretly prayed that this secret book would not be a catalog, and there would be hundreds of detailed explanations in the future.

Luckily, the accident didn't happen.

"Taishang Xiuxian Duel" is left by the bearded man, his sect is called Taiwu Sect, majoring in martial arts, "Taishang Xiuxian Duel" is Taiwu Sect to wash the marrow and cut the bones of new disciples, and lay the foundation.

"It's cold for eternity, and everything is quiet. The heart should be quiet, and I will be alone. The mind is one, and the qi should go hand in hand. If there is more than one phase, everything will not be surprised. No ignorance, no hatred, no desire. There is no take, no throwaway, no self. ”

The beginning is a mantra, Zhu Ping'an watched it for a long time, but he didn't understand what it meant, so he didn't care about it.

The second part is a section of the method of breathing practice, and the text is simple.

"I'll try this."

Zhu Ping'an followed the method and began to exhale and practice qi. That method worked very well, but in a quarter of an hour, Zhu Ping'an entered a state of forgetting things and me.

After more than an hour, Zhu Ping'an gently exhaled a breath of turbid breath and woke up from his cultivation state.

"That's it."

Zhu Ping'an thought that he was about to become an awesome existence like Beixuan Immortal Venerable, and his heart was extremely excited.

"I'll put it."

Zhu Ping'an pointed like a sword and slammed at the screen in front of him.

The screen was not broken by the volley as expected.

Nothing happened.

"By the way, cultivation is generally practiced first in the physical body, and the release of energy must reach a certain realm. It seems that I am too anxious. ”

Zhu Ping'an turned his fingers into palms and slashed at the table legs.

"Ah......h

With a miserable scream, the table leg was fine, but Zhu Ping'an's palm was almost broken.

"I'll go, what the hell is this "Secret Notes", is it that I am cultivating a fake immortal?"

Zhu Ping'an endured the pain in his hands, checked his whole body up and down, and found that there was no change at all.

"What kind of immortals, it seems that they are still engaged in pyramid schemes."

Useless bracelets, fake immortal cultivation secrets, Zhu Ping'an has serious doubts about the identity of the white-bearded old man and others.

At this moment, a bright spot appeared in Zhu Ping'an's mind, and the bright spot slowly grew larger, becoming a ball of white light, and then exploded with a bang, filling Zhu Ping'an's mind.

Zhu Ping'an felt that there was suddenly something more in his mind.

"Persona for Nine Days?"

It turned out to be a book.

was full of these useless things, and Zhu Ping'an was completely disappointed in the three of them.

…………

"Young master, did you on the bed?"

The next morning, Laifu went to the room to serve Zhu Ping'an and got up, and as soon as he opened the door, he screamed so badly that he almost didn't throw up. A foul smell came from the bed, and Rifle hurriedly covered his nose and retreated to the door.

After doing it for most of the day yesterday, none of the things left by the three guys worked, and after being disappointed, Zhu Ping'an fell asleep deeply.

Laifu screamed and woke Zhu Ping'an up.

"I'll go, I'm in the pit?"

Zhu Ping'an's stinky breath did not ease, and he almost became the first person in history to be stinked to death by himself.

He hurriedly lifted the quilt, only to see that the quilt was full of black dirt, like a puddle of mud. A burst of foul smell came out, and Zhu Ping'an's disgusting thing was a mouthful of sour water, and he jumped up from the bed like a spring regardless of his naked body.

"Come on, hurry, hurry, hurry up and give me water to clean myself."

Zhu Ping'an shouted.

Laifu had already run to the courtyard and called the maids to fetch water for the young master.

Several maids rushed over with buckets, and Zhu Ping'an remembered that he was not wearing clothes, so he hurriedly wrapped himself in a quilt.

"Hey......, why does the young master stink so much?"

Walking to the door, the maids hurriedly covered their noses with a look of disgust.

"It's over, it's over, the glorious image of this marquis is completely ruined."

Zhu Ping'an jumped into the large wooden bucket used for bathing in the room, and the bucket of water suddenly turned black.

"Rifle, change the water ......"

The maids in the courtyard carried buckets in one hand and covered their noses with the other, and kept busy.

After a few trips back and forth, even Aunt Hua in the entire mansion knew that the young master fell into the pit last night.

After tossing seven or eight times like this, and using several boxes of the incense powder that the big girl Lily had privately hidden, Zhu Ping'an couldn't smell the smell on his body.

"This stinks too much, I have to ask the master to give me processing money." Aunt Hua muttered. She tightly wrapped her mouth and nose with cotton cloth for several layers before she dared to enter the room to get Zhu Ping'an's futon mattress.

…………

"What the hell is going on? Is it because of the cultivation of immortals? ”

The smell in the room was still difficult to get rid of after all, and Zhu Ping'an sat in the newly moved room before calming down and thinking about it.

It's obviously related to the cultivation of immortals, but the immortal cultivation novels that Zhu Ping'an read are all the appearance of anomalies such as a room full of brilliance and a floating fragrance, and this is also a vision, but it is too disgusting.

In fact, Zhu Ping'an guessed well.

The place where Zhu Ping'an crossed over was the northern region of the otherworldly continent. The Taisho Dynasty was located in the northwest corner of the Northern Regions, on the edge of the entire continent. Since the beginning of a thousand years, the aura here has gradually dried up, and the originally prosperous cultivation civilization has gradually declined. Therefore, the white-bearded old man and the other three have been looking here for three hundred years, but they have not found a spiritual root suitable for cultivating immortals.

The spiritual root is actually a group of veins in the human body, the spiritual energy is exhausted, and the spiritual roots of the people in the northern regions are slowly withering, and the veins are hardening, passing from generation to generation, and as a result, there is no one suitable for cultivating immortals.

Zhu Ping'an is different, he comes from another world, and the veins in his body are intact. Therefore, when the white-bearded old man saw Zhu Ping'an, he knew at a glance that he had a spiritual root.

However, the air pollution in the previous life was so severe that these veins were blocked.

Yesterday, Zhu Ping'an practiced according to the "Taishang Cultivation Immortal Decision", and he had already formed a true qi in his body. Although that true qi was only pitiful, it was immortal, and according to the guidance of cultivating immortals, it operated in the veins in Zhu Ping'an's body.

This "Taishang Cultivation Immortal Decision" has an advantage, that is, it does not need to be deliberately cultivated, and it can run automatically even in sleep. But cultivating immortals can only be used for entry, and if it reaches a certain realm, it won't work.

The foul smell and dirt on Zhu Ping'an's body is that the immortal cultivator is determined to operate on its own, forcing out the impurities in the veins. But this night's time was only forced out of two-three out of ten.

However, from this time on, Zhu Ping'an embarked on the road of cultivating immortals.

If he could look inside, he would find that there were more than 100 faint small light spots in his body, and there was a thin line connecting those light spots, which cycled back and forth to form a complete set of veins.

Of course, Zhu Ping'an himself is not clear about these.

In the days to come, in the morning of the mansion, there would often be a loud scream, "The young master is on the bed again......"

Then there is the busy scene of the maids covering their noses with one hand and running with a bucket in the other.