It is said that after the fortune teller walked out of the drunken fairy building, he quietly followed behind the guards carrying the little beggars.

About an hour later, the fortune teller followed the guards to the barren mountains on the outskirts of Yubei City. After a while, the guards threw the little beggar aside, and then walked away.

"So my idea is very simple, that is, as long as you agree, drop two drops of blood on the moon golden wheel, and junior brother and I can use this to judge who is right and who is wrong."

"Presumably, Senior Brother Zhou, you know, as long as the Moon Golden Wheel decides who is wrong, then I, the Moon Golden Wheel, will use the drop of blood he dripped on as a guide, instantly escape into the body, and suck all the blood in his body until ...... Turn into a dry corpse! ”

When Zhu Wuyong said this, he deliberately said that the tone was very scary, in order to let Zhou Da Prawn know what was so powerful here.

He didn't lie, because this magic weapon, the Moon Golden Wheel, does have the wonderful use he said. It's just that the fate of judging the truth and falsehood is too cruel, so on weekdays, Zhu Wuyong doesn't dare to use such a secret method indiscriminately.

"I don't know if it's your kid's fate or providence, you actually ran into me. Otherwise, you just wait to feed the wild dogs! ”

Look at the little beggar who lost his legs and hands and fell to the ground dying. The fortune teller shook his head helplessly, then walked up to the little beggar and picked him up.

Then I listened to the fortune teller recite a few incantations; A rainbow light suddenly flashed in the sky. In the blink of an eye, the little beggar and the fortune teller disappeared into the rainbow light in an instant.

After doing this, the fortune teller hurried out of the house. But in a short time, the fortune teller soon returned. And in his hands, he also holds a lot of lotus roots.

"In ancient times, there were mythologists who were born through lotus roots. I didn't think that today, I actually used this anti-heaven method. Is it a curse? Is it a blessing? It's all up to you in the future! ”

After the fortune teller sighed with emotion, he actually put the lotus root in his hand between the little beggar's legs and hands in turn. The coarse lotus root is the leg, and the thin lotus root is the arm.

Immediately afterwards, the fortune teller took out a talisman from his bosom, and after reciting the spell for a while, he pasted it on the little beggar.

Suddenly, the golden light in the house flickered, and the invisible qi enveloped the two. Then, the fortune teller's hand suddenly started, and he said a spell. After a while, I saw the fortune teller pointing at the little beggar, and suddenly a yellow light came out.

When I looked at it again, I saw that those lotus roots were slowly growing flesh. After a long time, the lotus root turned into the legs and hands of the little beggar, as if they were new, leaving no traces and scars.

A few days later, as soon as the fortune teller entered the door, he saw the little beggar get out of bed. And all his attention was focused on his legs and hands. Because he remembers, weren't his legs and hands cut off by the cottage owner?

"Don't be confused, young man, it was the old man who brought you back to life with the magic of Taoism!" The fortune teller said with a smile as he put the food he had bought on the table.

The little beggar hadn't eaten a bite of food for so many days, so when he saw the food brought by the fortune teller, he ran over and swept it away without saying a word.

"Haha...... Don't worry, teenagers! Don't worry, teenagers! ”

After hearing this, the little beggar immediately knelt on the ground gratefully and said, "I must remember the life-saving grace of Sir." When he has the opportunity one day, I will pay it back a hundredfold! ”

"Boy, get up!" After the fortune teller picked up the little beggar, he asked: "The young man does not need to be polite, the reason why the old man saved you is because you are surprised by your bones, you are gifted and intelligent, and you are a rare genius in the world once in a hundred years." It's just that I don't know what the boy's surname is, and when and month he was born? Otherwise, the old decay can be counted as a hexagram for the young man, so as to predict the blessings and misfortunes of the future! ”

"Oh! Mr. Hui, I have no father or mother since I was a child, so I don't know who my surname is. But they used to call me Xiao Qi, saying that I was born when the lunar year was cloudy...... Calamity ......"

"Really?"

"Father Zhou is good to us! It not only taught us how to behave in the world, but also taught us all kinds of poetry and book etiquette. I remember that the year before last, there was a master who insisted on comparing the rhythm with Zhou's father, and what other Zhou Yi poetry books. But in the end, the master was speechless, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into! So no one dared to bully us at that time, because Father Zhou was there. It's a pity that ......" Xiao Qi suddenly snorted twice when he said this, and then said: "It's a pity that Father Zhou didn't have anyone to treat him because of the wind and cold three months ago, and then he ......."

After listening to what the little beggar said, the fortune teller suddenly muttered in his heart: A beggar leader is actually proficient in poetry and book etiquette and easy book music? I think this person must not be as simple as the little beggar said! Moreover, how could such a character die from the cold?

"Sir, sir! What are you thinking? ”

"Oh no!" The fortune teller who was awakened by the little beggar smiled, and then said: "The old man heard you say this, but he suddenly felt that the will of heaven made people, and there was no other way to let such a good person die!" As soon as Zhang Xiaobei thought about this, he felt that he was very unhappy. If you want to do it now, tell Zhu Wuyong that the exquisite meat he lost was actually eaten by himself. But when I think about it, I feel that this is not the time. Zhang Xiaobei is not afraid of Zhu Wuyong's blame, after all, he did something wrong in advance. is just worried, and scared of this matter, if Zhu Wuyong knows now, it will definitely make Zhu Wuyong angry to death.

So after the two chatted for a while, they said goodbye to each other. Zhu Wuyong returned to his cave mansion and continued to study Linglong meat. Zhang Xiaobei also returned to the farm to take care of the water soul spirit and the fire soul spirit.

"Third child, how are things going?" Zhao Xiaoyi's face was ancient, and he didn't look like usual at all.

"Senior brother, don't worry, everything is under control!"

The mysterious man turned around and said to Zhao Xiaoyi. Then he raised his hand and took off the mask on his face. At a glance, it turned out to be Zhang Xiaobei's third senior brother, Sun Xiaosan.

"Then the next thing depends on the sixth child!" Zhao Xiaoyi suddenly looked up at the sky, and his face showed some very complicated expressions.

"Yes! The next thing depends on the sixth junior brother! I hope the sixth junior brother, don't mess up! ”

After Zhao Xiaoyi and Sun Xiaosan stayed outside the Scripture Pavilion for a while, they suddenly turned into two clouds of smoke and disappeared without a trace.

After Zhang Xiaobei returned to the farm, he was not in a hurry to eat the soul. Because he's so happy now. Thinking about himself, he finally gathered all the five souls of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. In the future, you can finally start to embark on the path of immortals, and truly cultivate immortals! So the night he just came back, he couldn't sleep at all because of his excitement. Looking at the water soul spirit and the little unicorn, I was pleasantly surprised. "Actually, it's all my fault!" Xiao Qi suddenly complained to himself: "If I could afford to invite Lang Zhong at that time, Father Zhou would not ......"

"Don't blame yourself, little beggar, everything is a certainty!" The fortune teller comforted.

In the next few days, Zhang Xiaobei did not rush to advance. After all, after experiencing such things, Zhang Xiaobei has also learned that everything needs to be done safely. Especially for the matter of cultivating immortals, Zhang Xiaobei did not dare to be sloppy.

At this moment, before Zhang Xiaobei could cultivate according to the formula on the 'Immortal Cultivation Recipe Part 1', he felt a huge pain in his chest, as if a fire was burning.

Suddenly, the pain became worse and worse. Zhang Xiaobei thought that this was a reaction after taking the Water Soul Spirit, and he didn't dare to delay too much immediately. Immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, and quickly cultivated according to the recipe recorded in the first chapter of the immortal cultivation formula.

With the help of the Water Soul Spirit, Zhang Xiaobei's cultivation of the second level of Qi cultivation seemed to be very smooth. After only a few weeks of hard work, he felt that there seemed to be an invisible and powerful internal breath in his body, which was constantly flowing.

"It's done!"

Zhang Xiaobei's brows relaxed, and the pain in his chest disappeared with the flow of this internal breath. The key to the Qi cultivation realm, 'Hmph, this Zhou Father is really not an ordinary person!' The fortune teller suddenly thought to himself.

"Don't be anxious, God has the virtue of a good life. Since the things that Father Zhou handed over to you will not be able to be seen until ten years later, it is better to let the old man guide you in the meantime, and you will be able to achieve something great in the future! "It lies in the use of the aura of heaven and earth. A month ago, Zhang Xiaobei had already felt the presence of qi. Now, he was able to control the flow of qi in his body. Although he has not yet reached the level of freedom of retraction, Zhang Xiaobei knows that he has now cultivated to the second level of the Qi cultivation realm.

"It seems that the soul is indeed very important to me!"

Zhang Xiaobei raised his head to look at the moon, pondered for a while, and then calmed down and continued to cultivate according to the recipe of the first chapter of the Immortal Cultivation Formula. If you want to strike while the iron is hot, quickly cultivate to the third level.

"Heaven and earth are one breath, and man is one breath; Turnover back and forth, return to the sea into the machine......"

Silently reciting the formula in his mouth, Zhang Xiaobei used the breath in his body to run back and forth again in the same way as Zhou Tian.

At this moment, the drop of clear spring that had been silent in Zhang Xiaobei's heart for a long time, and only the grain of rice was the size of rice, suddenly seemed to explode, constantly stinging Zhang Xiaobei's internal organs.

At the same time, the invisible aura that Zhang Xiaobei had just gathered began to gradually dissipate with the explosion of this clear spring.

"No! If this inner breath is dispersed, my previous cultivation will be in vain! ”

Zhang Xiaobei understands that the second important purpose of practicing qi is to condense the internal breath, and then gather it into the heart veins to become the source of spiritual power. If the internal breath dissipates and disappears, then it is equivalent to giving up the previous efforts and having to start all over again.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaobei couldn't help but be shocked in his heart. Immediately, his hands rose and fell back and forth, and he tried every means to regather this dissipating inner breath into his heart.

"I can't fail! There must be no failure! ”

"I want to cultivate immortals, I just want to cultivate immortals, no one can stop me!"

"Even if the sky falls, even if the ashes disappear, I, Zhang Xiaobei, must cultivate to be a true immortal!"

At this time, one after another strong and huge obsessions were surging in Zhang Xiaobei's heart like waves, driving him to refuse to give up halfway.

One day a week...... 2 weeks of ...... 3 weeks ......

Suddenly, the drop of clear spring in Zhang Xiaobei's heart quickly closed, like a stamen, and suddenly closed up.

Then, after the invisible inner breath flowed back and forth between Zhang Xiaobei's meridians and veins, it was all poured into this drop of clear spring and fused with it.

"Whew......" Zhang Xiaobei let out a long sigh of relief, and the pain emanating from his body slowly began to subside.

"Finally saved this inner breath! Almost, all the work was lost! ”

"It's dangerous!"

Zhang Xiaobei breathed a sigh of relief, but did not slack off. After concentrating, his hands continued to move in and out with the breath, up and down.

"The aura enters the sea, and the river flows endlessly; Run the heart and break the spring to rush to the ......"

Zhang Xiaobei recited the formula, and gradually transferred the breath in his body to every immortal sea acupuncture point. After staying for a while, he pressed this inner breath straight into his heart, constantly impacting the drop of clear spring, wanting to break through to the third level of qi training.

However, the rice-sized clear spring is very strange, and every time it hits Zhang Xiaobei's internal breath in the past, all of it is sucked and dissolved. Little by little, swallow up this inner breath.

Once...... Twice...... Three times...... Ten ...... Twenty ...... Thirty ......

After a hundred shocks, this drop of clear spring seemed to be full of food and drink, and it did not continue to suck the inner breath. After several hours of weekly operation and pranayama, the third level of the Qi cultivation realm finally ...... It's done!

"By the way, I don't know what to call Mr. Xiao Qi asked suddenly.

"Me?" The fortune teller smiled sarcastically and said: "The old man doesn't remember his name anymore, is his surname Zhang?" Or is it surnamed Wang? Or is it Yang? I don't even remember it! ”

"That'...... There's always a name, right? Just like me, I don't have a name, but they all call me Little Beggar! ”

The fortune teller thought about it, and after a pause, the fortune teller said: "I remember that many years ago, there was a person who called me that, which was: Tianjizi! ”

"Tianjizi? That little beggar will call you Tianjizi old-timer in the future! So in the past few days, Zhang Xiaobei has thought about everything that should be thought about and what should not be thought about; After making sure that it was correct, Zhang Xiaobei sat in the courtyard in the dead of night, took out the water soul in the 'ice and fire double box', and ate it.

Connection......

"What's going on? Why does my chest hurt so much? ”

"It's just a title, if you like it, you can do it! It's just ......" Tianjizi paused again, and then asked thoughtfully: "It's just that the old man looks like you just came to Yubei City, otherwise you won't provoke those people!" So what the old man doesn't understand is, why did you come to this Yubei City? "This little unicorn, why is he still losing his temper?" Zhang Xiaobei frowned, and the hand that wanted to push open the door retracted.

"Good! All right! "The little beggar is happy now." It's just that I don't know anything, how can I ......?" "Zhang Xiaobei, I, Chu San, am also taking people's money and eliminating disasters for others." If you are strange, blame the people who want your life! ”