Having made up his mind to cultivate well, Ye Nanfeng stopped at home for a while, but cultivation was an extremely merit-consuming thing for Ye Nanfeng.

However, with the merit sent by Zhuang Detian, it could not support him to cultivate for a few days.

"No, this is simply burning money, I don't even dare to eat meat recently, this is a fart." Ye Nanfeng wailed and put down the cheats in his hand, feeling painful.

It's hard to say for a foodie, it's just too uncomfortable.

Not to mention, I can't understand the cheats, and I don't know where the cultivation acupoints are, so I have to cultivate under the guidance of the old immortal every time, and endure the contempt of the old man.

The key is that Ye Nanfeng has endured it, and what is depressed is that he has been cultivating for a long time, what is the warm breath, what feeling is full of strength in his body.

I didn't feel a single one.

Not to mention the cultivation geniuses in the novel who practice casually, and they have black oil all over their bodies.

No, not at all.

"Old fairy, you tell me the truth, did you choose a cheat for me to choose a pit, I didn't dare to say it, so make up a story to pit me! I'm telling you that I'm a very talkative person, and I feel like my body is a bottomless pit, and I don't have any of the feelings you said. Ye Nanfeng finally couldn't help crying to the old fairy.

The old fairy surprisingly did not despise Ye Nanfeng, but seriously studied the cheats, and looked like a scientist on the earth, almost forgetting to sleep and eat.

Ye Nanfeng looked at the appearance of the old immortal, but he had actually determined most of it in his heart, and this secret was true.

Suddenly, I thought of what the deacon said when I went to heaven, the immortal wealth was acceptable, and Ye Nanfeng felt a little aggrieved in his heart.

Could it be that it is a matter of their own qualifications.

Thinking of what happened after he went to heaven, Ye Nanfeng suddenly looked at himself.

I'm not the male pig's foot of those fantasy novels, I don't have the kind of luck that is full from the beginning, and I don't have a physique that is rare for thousands of years and a hundred years, I'm just an ordinary person, just a dead mortal, and I don't know what shit luck I had.

I'm not special, I'm not the only one, and I can't just do something to get to the top of my life.

Before, whether it was Plants vs. Zombies, or cooking, it was just because the earth and the heavens had been out of touch for too long.

Ye Nanfeng was silent, he stayed on the bed all the time, and his eyes were red after doing it all day.

His demeanor was withered, and he looked very haggard, and the old fairy woke up from his research and was stunned when he saw Ye Nanfeng's appearance.

"What's going on, I'm going to go crazy if I don't look at it for a while?" The old immortal was startled, and felt that he was checking Ye Nanfeng's body, but he found that there were strange changes in the latter's body.

"Alas, the mind is not strong, self-doubt, and cultivation is taboo, but this is something that everyone must experience, after all, it is not a disciple educated by a traditional sect, and those who come from the wild path can only rely on themselves."

The old immortal has no choice, he can't forcibly interfere with Ye Nanfeng, now even if Ye Nanfeng fails, his cultivation is a failure at most, if he barely passes the test of conscience under his own interference, there will still be demons in the back of his cultivation.

At that time, having a demon was a fatal thing, so this level of conscience could only be fought by Ye Nanfeng himself.

"This cheat is really different, the conscience is so serious." After speaking, the old fairy devoted himself to the study of the cheats again.

And Ye Nanfeng was in a peculiar state at this time.

What he saw in front of him was not the same place at all, but on the earth where he used to live, but all he saw was those dark sides, which made his eyes redder and redder.

"I'm not the only one, I'm not a genius, I'm just an ordinary person, I'm ......"

Ye Nanfeng sat on the street in confusion, pedestrians passed through his body, and there were children's cries and the driver's abuses around him, and he felt extremely confused.

He returned to his home, and there was no one, deserted, and no one even found out that he was dead.

He suddenly remembered that he was an orphan.

Ye Nanfeng's eyes became more and more red.

Looking at the small house where he lived, a wave of hatred suddenly rushed to his head.

Just then, he noticed a small voice coming from his bed.

"Meow ......"

Ye Nanfeng looked up at his bed suspiciously, and there was a pair of peculiar eyes, one glass-colored eyeball, one orange-yellow eyeball, looking at the whole picture, black hair covering the whole body.

"It turned out to be a cat." Ye Nanfeng looked at the black cat and suddenly smiled.

The black cat looked at Ye Nanfeng and suddenly ran over, but the pupils of those eyes looked straight at Ye Nanfeng.

Ye Nanfeng was surprised and asked tentatively, "Can you see me?" ”

Of course, the black cat didn't speak, but carefully rubbed into Ye Nanfeng's hand, squinted his eyes, made a purring sound, rubbed his head forward, and found that he didn't rub anything, his eyes were a little puzzled, and then he leaned over more carefully, leaning on the position of Ye Nanfeng's arm to take a nap.

Ye Nanfeng looked at it, smiled knowingly, and the red under his eyes faded a little.

I don't know how long it took, the black cat opened its eyes, looked at Ye Nanfeng, jumped back on the bed, and got into the quilt, and several cat meows suddenly came out of the quilt.

Ye Nanfeng was shocked, and his eyes were full of surprise.

"Is it ......?"

Before the words fell, I saw the black cat holding the neck of a kitten that had just opened its eyes out of the quilt, and the milky meow floated out of the kitten's mouth, and the kitten just opened its eyes and looked very soft and cute.

The black cat took out three kittens in the quilt in a row, put them aside, and then lay down to feed a few small milk cats by himself, not treating Ye Nanfeng as an outsider at all.

Ye Nanfeng looked at this scene, he didn't know what it felt, but the red in his eyes faded quickly, and then he glanced at the familiar environment around him, sighed lightly, and disappeared in place.

The old immortal was studying the cheats, checking Ye Nanfeng's condition from time to time, and found that Ye Nanfeng's eyes were becoming clearer and clearer, and he rarely showed a smile.

Ye Nanfeng woke up and saw the old immortal in front of him, as if he had washed away his impetuousness, and there was a little more vicissitudes in his eyes than usual.

He didn't say what he had been through, but he sat until the sun rose again, and there was a crisp sound in his body, a sound similar to the flow of water came out, and a warm breath permeated his body.

When he raised his hand, something black seeped out of his pores, and an indescribable stench came.

The old fairy nodded and touched his beard: "The child can be taught, and he has finally broken through the test of conscience." ”