Listening to Chenfeng's words, Lian Chengyu was obviously stunned, and then he seemed to have figured out something and laughed. He shook his head to himself at first, and then walked straight over, straddled the edge of the bed, covered the quilt for the morning breeze, and sighed quietly before speaking slowly.

"Everything in heaven and earth has a spirit. The sky is thick and the earth is full of love. The years go by, and the heads are empty. Morning breeze, the road of cultivation, there are many difficulties, the people who practice martial arts in the world are like crossing the river, the avenue is ethereal, the road of seeking the road is not an exaggeration to say that thousands of troops have crossed the single-plank bridge, and there are countless people who have fallen into the disabled, have you thought about it, you want to take this road?"

In the face of Lian Chengyu's warning, Chenfeng seemed to have thought about this problem a long time ago, and as soon as Lian Chengyu's voice fell, Chenfeng replied without thinking: "Yes, I want to practice." ”

"Oh?" Lian Chengyu thought that Chenfeng would hesitate at least for a moment, but he didn't expect Chenfeng to be so determined, I don't know if it was a child's heart or such a strong heart for the Tao, he was a little uncertain for a while, and asked in confusion.

Without waiting for Chenfeng to reply, Lian Chengyu then asked, "Then do you know what cultivation is, and why do you practice?"

Although Lian Chengyu said it lightly, this is actually a big question, and it is a big question to compare the original intention of the cultivator and the heart of the cultivator, so after asking this question, Lian Chengyu looked at the morning breeze and faintly looked forward to it, wanting to know what the answer of the morning breeze was.

"I don't know, I feel like I did the right thing. ”

Chenfeng's first sentence made Lian Chengyu frown, this answer without an answer is obviously unqualified in the eyes of cultivators, and it is recognized by the world that cultivation is not only about cultivating strength, but also about cultivating the mind.

Chenfeng looked at Lian Chengyu's face, for fear that the other party would let him cook all the time, so he told a little secret that belonged to him in a hurry: "Uncle Lian, I often dream that someone calls me by my name. I don't know whose voice it is, but every time I hear it, I feel anxious and want to ••••••."

Morrowind was still describing his dreams, but even Chengyu couldn't listen to a word, as Morrowind told his dreams, his thoughts returned to a long, long time ago, and scenes that should have been forgotten appeared in his mind, just like yesterday, with tears in the fire, sad and resolute backs, and the touching apocalyptic scene of destroying the world.

"Uncle Lian?"

Chenfeng carefully finished telling his little secret, and seeing that Lian Chengyu didn't react, he shook Lian Chengyu's arm, and asked suspiciously, with some resentment in his eyes, thinking that I confessed so heart-wrenching, why are you still distracted?

"Oh, oh. Thinking back to the present, for some reason, Lian Chengyu at this moment was a little panicked in addition to some nostalgia.

Lian Chengyu stood up, paced to the window, sighed lightly, put his hands behind his back, as if he had made a lot of determination, and hesitated for a long time before continuing to talk leisurely.

"There are thousands of martial arts in the Yunyan Continent, what is the Tao?"

Standing in front of the window, Lian Chengyu's first sentence was to give the ignorant morning breeze a slap in the face, which made the morning breeze who was dedicated to martial arts and cultivation even more blind.

"Cultivators in the world all go through the four basic stages of forging the body, refining the muscles, strengthening the bones, and cleansing the marrow, which affect the level of the monk's achievements in life. And going through these four stages can only be regarded as a strong mortal at best, and only from the late stage of the marrow cleansing can he be regarded as entering the stage of monasticism. Fortunately, Lian Chengyu continued without waiting for Chenfeng to speak, which made Chenfeng a little relieved.

Regardless of whether Chenfeng understood it or not, Lian Chengyu continued: "After washing the marrow, it is to practice qi, which is divided into two stages: Ning Yuan and Jin Dan. At this stage, the martial artists can barely be regarded as entering the hall and beginning to be able to use the vitality of heaven and earth for their own use. ”

Chenfeng listened carefully, although he was extremely unfamiliar with everything Lian Chengyu said, but this was the way he would go in the future, so he listened very carefully, even if he didn't understand, he had to memorize it by rote first.

"After practicing qi, it is time to enter the stage of the strong. As for the realm division, it is too far away for you now, don't talk about it, anyway, the martial artists at this stage can barely be regarded as having some ability. Lian Chengyu said it lightly, but Chenfeng knew that it should be difficult to reach this realm.

"But what is a strong person? How can I find my own way? Walk on my own path? I am afraid that there are not many in the world, and pity those clowns who can only do some three-legged cat kung fu••••••"

As he spoke, Lian Chengyu unconsciously returned to his true colors, and began to blow nonsense, saying some cool words, mostly mocking the complacent and ignorant truths of the slightest progress of cultivators in the world.

Chenfeng was listening attentively, but he was instantly deflated by this old man's trouble, and couldn't help but glance at Lian Chengyu.

"Haha, these are all false, Feng'er, don't worry too much" Lian Chengyu touched his chin awkwardly.

Chenfeng ignored Lian Chengyu and asked cautiously, "Uncle Lian, I want to know if I am suitable for cultivation?" This was his biggest confusion, and it was also what he had been most worried about.

Although I don't know many things about cultivation, not everyone is suitable for cultivation, and those who are suitable for cultivation have good or bad qualifications.

For a long time, Lian Chengyu never mentioned any cultivation, but just blindly taught him various cooking methods, not to mention teaching him to practice, that is, he has always been concerned about the division of the cultivation realm and other cultivation matters, so after listening to Lian Chengyu say so much, Chenfeng will inevitably have some gains and losses.

Lian Chengyu looked at Chenfeng, as if he didn't understand why Chenfeng suddenly asked such a question, and said categorically after smiling gently: "Yes, why can't you?"

What Lian Chengyu didn't say was that even if his personality and heart were inconclusive because Chenfeng was too young, in terms of cultivation qualifications, with his critical eye, he had to admit that Chenfeng was an excellent kind.

"There are countless martial artists in the Yunyan Continent, there are many sects and academies, and the martial arts are prosperous. Because of the strict requirements of alchemists, in addition to the qualification requirements, weekday cultivation requires a large amount of cultivation resources to support, so it is relatively rare. Ordinary Qi Cultivators, that's really a lot of hair, and I can't count them. ”

Pressing down on many thoughts in his heart, after returning to the topic, Lian Chengyu talked eloquently, the implication is that as long as it is a casual person, he can practice martial arts and cultivation, which is a little different from the statement that the monks of Morrowind understand.

"There are many types of cultivators, and according to the different vitality of heaven and earth in different places, or the different inheritance of exercises, the moves and powers are also very different. However, all changes do not deviate from their sects, and all cultivators rely on their vitality to cultivate step by step. Lian Chengyu seemed to have opened the conversation, and said a lot of things that Chenfeng didn't know before, although it was only some basic common sense, but Chenfeng listened to it with relish.

"The essence of the alchemist is the process of skillfully merging the vitality of nature with all things in nature, and the pleasure is not enough for outsiders. The refining of each furnace of elixir is actually a process of subtle control of the Yuan Qi, and the control of the Yuan Qi is the foundation of cultivation and an indispensable process for cultivation and improvement. ”

"Formation mage, to put it bluntly, they are those guys who study the power of foreign objects and nature all day long, and their own strength is mediocre, but after getting started, with the power of the formation, they can be regarded as having some ability. However, one force will drop ten times, and no matter how exquisite the formation is, it will never be able to trap people who are really capable, so the formation mage does not recommend majoring, and studying one or two in his spare time, after all, the stones of his mountains can attack jade. ”

"The refiner is similar to the array mage, as the name suggests, he is the blacksmith in the world, doing some rough work, tempering the blades of weapons, there is no prospect, and in the end of cultivation, he can forge some eye-catching weapons, isn't it very chicken?"

"As for the monster clan••••••"

Lian Chengyu paused slightly when he said this, and his expression was gloomy.

"Compared to humans, the Demon Beast Clan is much more difficult to cultivate. After the demon beast absorbs the vitality of heaven and earth, it needs to be transformed into demon power in the body before it can be cultivated. ”

"But the heavens are fair, although the demon beast clan has a difficult time cultivating, they generally have a long lifespan, and their physical qualities are naturally strong, so they don't need to go through the forging stage. After the demon beast crossed the Nine Tribulations, the cultivation is also unfathomable to the ghosts and gods, at this stage, the demon beasts can not only transform at will, but also hide the demon power, ordinary people can't see their heels at all. ”

After Lian Chengyu finished saying this, he sighed faintly, looking lonely and sighing. It's a pity that Chenfeng was still immersed in Lian Chengyu's words, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, but he didn't see Lian Chengyu's abnormality.

"Feng'er, have you thought about it?" After a long time, Lian Chengyu's voice sounded in the room.

"I ••••••"

For some reason, Chenfeng was unprecedentedly nervous, holding the little black dog and unable to speak for a while. Although he was only a five-year-old child, since he could remember, listening to Lian Chengyu occasionally tell stories about the cultivation in the outside world, he was determined to become a martial artist, and he also wanted to get out of here and see more beauty outside.

"You can still have roots, and your qualifications are so-so. You can try it out. Lian Chengyu smiled, originally wanted to admonish Chenfeng not to be proud and cultivate step by step, but when the words came to his mouth, the taste changed.

Morrowind rolled his eyes, what can be, what so-so, this old man used to lie to me when he cooked, but he said that Morrowind's qualifications were the only ones he had seen in his life, and the high qualifications were scary and so on.

"Haha, okay. Starting tomorrow, the old man will teach you in person, haha••••••" Lian Chengyu knew that he was at a loss, and disappeared in an instant after saying this.

Chenfeng almost turned his back on the place where the old man disappeared, and the old man was too shameless.

Soon, though, the morning breeze calmed down. Lying in the quilt, his mind was full of Lian Chengyu's words just now. He couldn't help but think of Lian Chengyu's sentence "An alchemist who doesn't want to be a cook is not a good martial artist."

Although even Chengyu didn't say anything to himself in the end, the meaning of the words was self-evident, whether it was to belittle the refiner and the array mage, or to praise the alchemist, it was a naked hint to the morning wind, and the morning breeze couldn't hear it.

"Could it really be that cooking is related to alchemy? Alchemy is related to martial arts?" Chenfeng said to himself, although Lian Chengyu still did not explain the meaning of this sentence positively, but through a series of words, it is not difficult to find out the true meaning of Lian Chengyu's words.

Just when Chenfeng was alone and wondering, Lian Chengyu had already come to a hundred miles away from the thatched house, looking at a black pit with a radius of about ten zhang at the bottom, surrounded by ruins and broken trees, and the air was filled with a smell of rotting and burning.

"Did you fail?" Lian Chengyu muttered to himself, dodging down and coming to the bottom of the pit.

Not far from Lian Chengyu's feet, a big bird about five meters long with an eagle-eyed cat face was lying in a pool ••••••of blood, one wing was half-folded, and blood continued to flow out of the wound.

"What if you don't have enough Taoism, what if you are unwilling?" Lian Chengyu looked at the eyes of the big bird, and slowly walked in front of it, his voice was cold and abnormal, and he did not have the laziness he had when he talked to the morning breeze in the thatched hut before.

This big bird is the red cloud eagle that has just crossed the tribulation in the lightning and thunder, and judging by this situation, it should be a failure of the tribulation.

Lian Chengyu stretched out his hand and gently stroked the wound of the red cloud carving, and if you looked closely, you would find that there was a blue light jumping at the wound. The red cloud eagle did not resist at this moment after experiencing a brief panic after seeing Lian Chengyu, but slowly closed his eyes.

Half an hour later, the red cloud eagle squeaked lightly, staggered to his feet, and the wound had magically healed and no longer bled out. But apparently he suffered a lot of internal injuries, and his physical exertion was severe, and it was difficult to even stand up.

"Let's go, when you're recovered, I'll leave it to you. Lian Chengyu looked at the red cloud carving, his eyes were complicated, and after speaking, he took the lead in the direction of the thatched house.