On a day of frightening bleaching, the scenery is flowing westward.

There is only one day left before the Hell Festival, and it is past noon when I come back from Mochuan in the morning, and I visited Kanazawa just now, and the two of them have been delayed for some time, and at this moment it is already sunset, and night is falling. Jiang Ning returned to the small building in the river as quickly as possible with an anxious mood, and he was full of worries along the way.

There are strange things every year, especially recently.

There are too many strange things happening around him in the past two days, Jiang Ning feels that his brain is a little insufficient, and Jiang Ning wants to calm down all the way, but at the age of thirteen, he still can't suppress the excitement that has been precipitated in his heart for three years.

After entering the small building between the rivers, spread out the rice paper on the table, grind the ink, lift the pen, the tip of the pen is like a swimming dragon, in one go, the pen is even more sonorous and powerful, and a line of words falls on the paper like a knife and an axe.

"Don't be shocked by the humiliation, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; ”

Jiang Ning wrote these more than 20 words more than a hundred times, and to this day he still can't understand the state of mind that the sage said, so he threw them aside after putting pen to paper.

"Don't be shocked another day, what a saint's famous saying, it may be that the saint has not encountered such a happy thing. Then he began to think about the Daozang and the Rinzi formula.

Judging from everything that happened today, although he said that he had no ancestral knowledge and could not store spiritual power, after the spiritual power of his cultivation was dispersed in his viscera, it seemed that it did not really dissipate, but was integrated into his body, and some magical changes occurred that he did not know, so that he could withstand a blow from Kanazawa and still stand up, is there really a practice suitable for annoying cultivation in the world?

Jiang Ning looked at his fist and muttered suspiciously, "What changes has the cultivation of the Word Technique brought to him?"

Immediately walked out of the yard, stared at the stone slab where he sat and rested on weekdays, and smashed his fist on the bluestone slab, the bluestone slab that he had been with for three years did not give him face, it was cold and lonely, and there was no change, but it made Jiang Ning miserable and miserable, holding a fist and scurrying around.

There is no need to write any famous words of saints at this time, Jiang Ning's heart instantly cooled, and he sat on the bed and began to think.

Although Jiang Ning was a mortal, he knew everything about cultivation.

On the way of cultivation, from the practitioner to the Tao, with extraordinary strength, can he be promoted to the realm of Taoist disciples. These nine small realms of the practitioner are not easy for those who have just entered the Dao, and every step is like climbing to the sky.

Normal people start from the introduction of spiritual energy into the body and return to the ancestral knack to enter the Tao, to promote to the transcendent realm, it takes three years, but there are exceptions, there is no shortage of geniuses in this world, not to mention three years, many talented people can have this achievement in a year and a half, and some demons are born without going through the tribulations that these normal people need to go through.

Of course, there are demons and ordinary people, and although some people have the qualifications and opportunities to enter the Tao, they can only live their whole lives in a certain level of the practitioner's realm in this life.

The promotion of each layer is determined by the amount of spiritual power that is finally introduced into the ancestral aperture by refining the spiritual energy, as well as the changes in the ancestral aperture.

Jiang Ning has been cultivating for three years, has been working hard, and has never given up, but he has never achieved anything. Yesterday, Daozang raised the flame of hope, and in the past three years, there have been too many such hopes, but there have been no miracles.

Of course, Jiang Ning definitely didn't know that the miracle that happened in the thatched hut today was not brought to him by Daozang. Although the Linzi recipe is powerful, if you can gain something after just one day of cultivation, it will be too demonic.

On that day, there was an accident in the Baicao Garden, and under the intentional or unintentional urging of the man in black, he opened the contract between the spoon and Jiang Ning, and at that moment attracted the power of heaven and earth, the wrath of the sky, and the spoon devoured the entire Baicao Garden elixir and the power of the underground spiritual veins, and fought against it, and finally won the approval of this heaven and earth by strong means.

Part of the power was used by the spoon to repair Jiang Ning's wounds, and there was still a residue in his body right now, to a certain extent, what protected him in front of Jin Ze was the little spiritual power that remained in his body.

Therefore, the blow of Kanazawa today is not the result of the cultivation of the word formula, but the benefits brought by the spoon.

"Is this cultivation technique useful?" Crumpling his fists, Jiang Ning once again stood at the crossroads of choice. I have expected too many things over the years, but I have disappointed myself even more.

"Woo woo......"

There was a whimper from the corner at the end of the bed, Jiang Ning immediately showed a smile on his face, lifted the quilt, Xiao Hei, who had been asleep for a day, finally moved at this time, and he checked it carefully when he came back yesterday, Xiao Hei just seemed to be asleep, breathing smoothly, and there was nothing abnormal, it seems that yesterday's encounter was very unusual for it, otherwise it would not have slept for a day and a night.

teased Xiao Hei, who was listless as if he was sleepy, too lazy to take care of Jiang Ning, and continued to fall asleep after snorting twice.

After placing Xiao Hei, Jiang Ning sat up, took out the spoon from the sea of marrow, and began to study the essence of the Daozang, there were only more than 100 words of the word formula, which had already been familiar with it in his heart, Jiang Ning still had no gain except for the method of refining the aura of heaven and earth, and those obscure words were like nails, which could not be broken.

At the age of thirteen, he meditated hard, but his knowledge and experience were too short to interpret the profound meaning of Daozang, but that hard work was not only cute, but also exuded a different kind of charm.

After studying fruitlessly, put away the spoon and continue to practice the Linzi Jue, the day after tomorrow is the Hell Festival, there is not much time left for yourself, no matter whether the Linzi Jue is useful or not, now there is only this road for you to walk, there is no choice, even if it is a mortal, the big deal is a death, maybe you will have the courage to enter Longling Pavilion after the vigorous death.

The aura of heaven and earth around the small building in the river was instantly triggered, and it entered Jiang Ning's body one after another, running for a week, and the spiritual power obtained from cultivation was like spring rain, returning to the viscera and scattered in the five, moisturizing things silently.

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In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Ning appeared in the Baicao Garden with a hoe and other tools.

I didn't sleep until midnight last night, but when I got up in the morning, not only was I not sleepy, but I was full of energy, I ate something casually, and when I filled my stomach, I ran to the Baicao Garden, took a hoe, and started from my feet, ready to dig out the withered elixir, so that the Baicao Garden would not be in chaos.

"Stinky boy, if you don't do it for a day, you'll die!"

Just as Jiang Ning was trying to dig up the withered elixir with his back to the loess, a tearing roar came from behind, and at the same time, there was a hurricane, kicking his ass, like a turnip, falling into the pit that had just been thrown away.

"Damn, this old guy really holds a grudge, this is to pay back yesterday's account together!" Jiang Ning, who turned over, climbed out without hurry, and picked up the dead branch that had just been broken.

"Old man Jin, you haven't woken up from a nightmare, and you've been sick since the morning. ”

Jin Ze yawned, and his misty eyes told Jiang Ning that he was beaten today because of something called getting up gas.

"Do you believe that I buried you alive and then went back to go back to the cage?"

Jiang Ning immediately stood up, shook his hands and said: "Don't don't, don't be, you are also an old-timer, don't worry about my junior, I didn't mean to disturb your sleep, this 10,000 acres of spiritual field became like this overnight, just like a mass grave, although the Hundred Herb Garden is no longer a Hundred Herb Garden, but this is still the façade of our Heavenly Dao Sect, even if there is no elixir, this will always be the Hundred Herb Garden, although I don't have the ability to restore it to its former glory, but I still have the ability to make it not too desolate." ”

"Forehead......" Kanazawa's yawning hand was lowered, trying to open one eye.

Jiang Ning continued: "And the Christmas of the Emperor is approaching, according to the past practice, there will definitely be many people who come to Wanyao Mountain to worship, as the guardians of the Baicao Garden, we can't let them see the Baicao Garden so desolate, isn't this a shame for our grandfathers!"

"Hmph, you kid doesn't have long skills, flamboyant tongue, and his kung fu is getting better and better, but today he is shooting in the right place, move smaller, and keep doing it!"

Before he finished speaking, Kanazawa's figure had disappeared, and in the depths of the Hundred Herb Garden, there seemed to be another snoring sound in the thatched hut.

Jiang Ning wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, he was not tired from work, he was completely frightened by Jin Ze early in the morning, today is the first time to see the latter reason with himself, in the past, he was free to do what he wanted, he was quite unreasonable, how to see how unpleasant he was.

But no one can touch Kanazawa's temper, so let's work hard, otherwise I will start to get sick again after a while, and I will not be wronged.

This will make the excavation of a four-grade earth-level elixir called 'One-legged Immortal', and the One-legged Immortal in its normal state looks like an ordinary sapling, about the same height as Jiang Ning's, but at this time the branches have dried up, and there is not a single leaf on it. The reason why it is called a one-legged fairy is because it has only one taproot, like the poplar in the desert that goes straight into the ground, generally only about one meter, and all the spiritual power is stored at the end of the taproot.

There are a total of one hundred and thirty-six trees in this spiritual field, and he only dug about half of the first one in the past after a cup of tea, threw away the hoe and wanted to pull it out, he was tired and panting, and the one-legged fairy was still indifferent, so he had no choice but to pick up the hoe again and dig it again.

Originally, Jiang Ning wanted to cut it down along the ground, as long as it didn't affect the appearance of the Baicao Garden, but this dry one-legged immortal was as hard as iron, except that he didn't have a tool to take advantage of, he really had more than enough strength to do it, and even if the fourth-grade ground-level elixir didn't have spiritual power support, it was not something that he, a fledgling, could cut off.

After the persecution of the 10,000 acres of spiritual fields in this Baicao Garden, half of the spiritual fields were directly turned into powder, eliminating the need to take care of them, and some of them could be directly shoveled off along the ground, which was not much effort, and only one or two percent needed to be excavated like the one-legged fairy.

This also has the appearance of hundreds of acres, with Jiang Ning's current thirteen-year-old physical strength, it is enough for him to work for a year and a half.

After another cup of tea, the feet of the one-legged fairy can finally be seen, Jiang Ning is full of strength, and pulls it out, Jiang Ning has also seen the complete one-legged fairy excavated before, it is full of spiritual power, the roots are almost jade, and now it looks like an ordinary tree root, except for being harder, there is nothing surprising.

"I finally saw your real body, I'm tired of me. Throwing down the dry one-legged fairy, Jiang Ning took a deep breath, this work is much harder than practicing swords, although he has been busy in the Baicao Garden for the past three years, but what he can do here is to hold the spirit stone to give rain to the Lingtian, even if it is a trivial matter like insect removal, you have to find a special person.

This large pile of tools, many of which are taller than Jiang Ning's, looking at the deep pit under his feet, Jiang Ning shook off the sweat drops on his forehead, lifted the shovel and began to bury the pit.

When the fourth one-legged fairy was taken out by Jiang Ning, he was already tired and paralyzed, lying on the edge of the big pit, breathing the air mixed with the smell of loess, this work is really not done by people, his back hurts, and he feels that the whole person is about to fall apart, what he wants most at this time is a bed, if it can be sealed by the bed, it would be better.

However, when I thought of what I said to Kanazawa an hour ago, I instantly dispelled this thought: "Hey, you can't lose your face when you talk about it." ”

He immediately sat up and embraced the Tai Chi Jue, he wanted to try to practice the Linzi Jue, let the body absorb spiritual power, and see if he could relieve his fatigue.

Although the Baicao Garden is withered, the aura of heaven and earth here is still richer than that of the small building between the rivers, he has been practicing for two nights, and now he is handy, and the speed of refining the aura is also much faster, the moment the spiritual power is dispersed into the viscera, the whole body is like a beast that has been hungry for a long time, and it is still waiting for the arrival of more spiritual power.

At the same time, Jiang Ning felt that the fatigue of his body had been alleviated, and he secretly rejoiced in his heart, although he didn't know what the specific use of the word trick was, but it was best for him to be able to recover his strength at this moment, so he immediately calmed down and continued to cultivate.

The time of the two incense sticks passed, and the word recipe ran for nine weeks, and the pure spiritual power was scattered between the viscera, melting into the five, Jiang Ning stood up, and the whole person was resurrected with full blood, picking up the hoe, full of energy.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Jiang Ning set aside the sixteenth one-legged immortal, intending to sit down and practice the Linzi Technique to recover his strength, when Jin Ze, who had finally gotten up, walked out, held a teapot, squatted on the edge of the tree pit and shook his head.

"Idiot who doesn't open his mind, who told you that you can only cultivate when you're sitting upright?"

Jiang Ning's drooping face instantly unfolded, looked at Jin Ze with thoughtful eyes, and then closed his eyes, secretly trying to run the Provisional Word Formula, which was originally proficient in the Provisional Character Recipe became a little clumsy, but he still insisted on running it for a week, but the refining aura was a little less.

"It seems that the Tai Chi technique is helpful for cultivating Daozang, but it does not affect it. "Jiang Ning never thought that cultivation could be so arbitrary.

Looking at Jin Ze, he smiled stupidly: "Uncle Jin, you got up quite early, don't sleep for a while?" Although it is already afternoon now, Jin Ze is sleepy on weekdays, there are twelve hours in a day, eleven hours are closed, and the other hour is used to abuse himself, which is also the latter's only fun in Baicao Garden.

Thirteen-year-old Jiang Ning only talked about cultivation on paper and had never practiced it.

The opening chapter of the Linzi Jue introduces the Tai Chi Jue, 'embracing the meaning of yin and yang, and figuring out the power of nature.' This is a sentence from the general leader Taijijue, and now Jiang Ning only knows how to run the word formula, and he doesn't understand the meaning of the words in the Daozang.

Jin Ze popped, and poured all the tea on Jiang Ning's face: "What are you laughing at, don't hurry up and work." ”

Jiang Ning wiped off the tea depressedly, and asked what he had always wanted to ask but never asked: "Uncle Jin, were you abused when you were a child?"

"Hmph, I only have to bully others in my life, and I live like you kid. You kid has perseverance, but this thing is already destined by God, and no one can change it, or that sentence, leave the Heavenly Dao Sect early, this is not the place for you to stay. Kanazawa looked up at God and had the intention of changing his life against the sky, but after so many years, the results showed that the destiny of heaven could not be violated, and fate was destined by God.

Staring at Jiang Ning, Jin Ze continued: "I don't know if I've heard of such a sentence? A rat poop ruined a pot of soup, the Heavenly Dao Sect has stood in the Nine Domains for three thousand years, and it is the first sect in the Xuantian Domain, and the people who can enter the Heavenly Dao Sect have first-class qualifications, although I don't know what your background is, but a mortal staying here is a rat shit, it is a waste, the Heavenly Dao Sect is the guardian of my life, I don't want to have a waste like you, this is the reason why I don't want to see you." ”

Before the words fell, Jiang Ning's young heart wilted, staring at Jin Ze, thirteen years old he couldn't stand Jin Ze's insult, he was angry, but he didn't know how to vent.

Jin Ze is not wrong, the Heavenly Dao Sect is the leader of the human race, and it is the banner of the Xuantian Domain that stands tall in the Nine Domains, and there is absolutely no room for any stain, mortals like himself should not appear in such a world at all, and all his current insistence is that he is unwilling to be himself.

Didn't Master do this to protect the face of the sect?

"Someday, I'll let you retract what you said today. Jiang Ning stared at Jin Ze and said seriously.

Then he raised his sore arm, picked up his shovel, and continued to work. Sweat mixed with tears of grievance, landing without a trace, but at this moment, Kanazawa's words were like nails, carving a deep imprint on his thirteen-year-old heart, which will not be extinguished for life.

One day, I will become the one who guards the Heavenly Dao Sect, not the rat mixed with the Heavenly Dao Sect.

At the same time, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth enters the body, which is dispersed in the viscera to nourish the tired body and generate new power.

Jin Ze on the side took a sip of tea, then turned to leave, Jiang Ning, who was working hard, did not notice that the latter's Zou Baba face had a sly smile, and he looked complacent about finding a treasure.

Under Jin Ze's reminder, Jiang Ning worked and cultivated at the same time, and he slowly found that whether it was running the Linzi Recipe to refine spiritual power or working, he became more and more handy, until night fell, and when he couldn't see his five fingers, Jiang Ning put away his tools, left Baicao Garden, returned to Hejian Xiaozhu to take a bath, hugged Xiao Hei, and fell asleep, tomorrow is a good day, I have to go to bed early today, and have a good rest.