Changli was secretly annoyed while healing Wutong. It wasn't until the real body of the sycamore was completely repaired that Changli stopped transmitting spiritual power.

Changli put a pill of elixir into Wutong's mouth and thought, "When you wake up tomorrow, I will definitely teach you to cultivate, so that you will not be easily injured again." He stared at it for a while, until Sycamore's body temperature had completely recovered, and then he fell asleep with his clothes in his arms.

On the second day, Changli woke up early, took care of the house, and Wutong woke up.

Changli picked up Wutong and asked, "How are you?" Still uncomfortable? ”

Sycamore shook his head, still in a daze on the bed. Changli picked her up. She buried her little head in her shoulder, and carried her outside to the stone table, on which all kinds of food were already placed.

When Wutong saw the food, he quickly raised his head and said, "Changli, why did you prepare so many delicious foods?" Seeing that there was a swing, he waved his little hand and shouted excitedly: "There is such a beautiful chair!" But how could this chair hang on a tree? ”

Changli put her on the stool on the stone table and said, "These are prepared for you when you eat, as for this chair, it is called a swing, it was originally a gift I prepared for you yesterday, but you were injured by my Vermilion Bird Divine Fire yesterday, so you haven't had time to see it yet." ”

Sycamore stared intently at the swing, his face full of joy. Seeing this, Changli took the refreshments and said while feeding the sycamore: "But from today on, you will have to cultivate with me." ”

Hearing Changli talk about cultivation, Wutong asked again: "Is cultivation fun?" I saw you cultivating under the tree every day in the Yaochuan Pavilion, and sometimes I could not open my eyes for several days in a row. ”

Changli helped Wutong brush his hair and said, "Cultivation is not fun, even very hard, but you can protect yourself, just like yesterday." Obviously, you can force out my Suzaku fire by yourself, but you're waiting for me to force it out for you. If you meet an immortal or a beast with a higher cultivation level than me, you won't be able to hold me up to come to you. ”

Wutong tilted his head and asked Changli: "Didn't Changli tell me that you would always keep me by your side?" Then why do I still have to cultivate? ”

Changli conjured up a light blue hairband, tied up the black hair of the sycamore, and said, "There will always be times when I am not by your side. Just like yesterday. If you're in danger and I don't happen to be by your side, it's up to you. I probed your spiritual power yesterday, and your spiritual power is very deep, but you can't use it, so you have to practice some immortal methods, don't waste the spiritual power in your body. If you cultivate well, within a thousand years, you will be on a par with me. ”

"Okay then, then from today onwards, I will cultivate with you. No, no, no, from now on. Wutong stuffed the refreshments in his hand into his mouth haphazardly, and jumped off the stool with his hands clapped.

Changli conjured up a copy of "Illusion" and said: "The first half of this book is the simplest immortal method, and most of them are some illusion techniques. That's what it is. As he spoke, Changli picked up a small pebble from the root of the tree and changed his hand, turning the stone into jade.

"Wow, it's so amazing..."

Changli threw the stone to the root of the tree again, and the stone changed back to its original appearance.

"How did it change back again?"

Changli explained: "The first half is mostly a trick. Later, there will be the method of becoming an immortal in real objects, you first practice some tricks to cover your eyes, and then after you have practiced it, you will go to practice the technique of transformation that is even more rare. ”

"Okay, I'll do whatever I say." As he spoke, Wutong took the "Illusion" and sat down under the tree to close his eyes and practice.

Changli also sat down with Wutong, closed his eyes and cultivated, one big and one small sitting under the tree to cultivate. The sycamore soon got into a good situation. The faint silver light shrouded the sycamores, and the golden light of the long separation reflected each other.