A sunset mountain range, on a hill near An Yi Road.

Chu Beiduan sat on a clean mountain rock, holding a heavy ancient scroll in his hand, with a serious expression.

"I hope you don't disappoint me!"

Chu Bei sighed, glanced at the cover, and began to open the first page of the thick ancient scroll.

On the first page, above the header, there is a line of words that stands out.

[The first chapter of the soil control formula, the power of the soil]

When he first got this thick ancient scroll, Chu Bei probably looked through it, this soil control technique is a step-by-step technique, and there are seven chapters in it.

Only by cultivating each chapter to the fullest can you cultivate the next chapter.

This first chapter, which consists of sixteen pages, tells a set of methods of punching and kicking.

Looking at the detailed method of punching and swinging legs in the book, following the trajectory route described in the book, Chu Bei rehearsed it in his mind.

It seems to be an extremely simple fist and kick technique, but it has extremely strict requirements, and the cultivation time must be within half an hour after sunset.

During this time period, the earth element is the most abundant in the earth, and it is the best time to cultivate.

"Coo, coo. ”

Just when Chu Bei was still immersed in the art of fists and feet in the book, his stomach involuntarily launched a voice of protest.

On this day, he hadn't eaten grains yet, and when he was hesitating whether to get some game to eat nearby, Mo Qingwu's gentle and beautiful voice came from not far away.

"Brother Chu, where are you? I heard Tongtong say, you are cultivating, I brought you some food. ”

Chu Bei closed the ancient scroll, jumped off the boulder, his figure flashed, and came to Mo Qingwu's approach.

At this time, Mo Qingwu has faded his chiffon shirt and put on a bright yellow and elegant long skirt, his dark hair is draped on the side like a waterfall, and he is elegant without makeup, as beautiful as a fairy.

"Do you look good?"

Mo smiled lightly, twisted the vegetable basket with one hand, and walked around Chubei with a long skirt with the other.

"People look good, they look good in anything. ”

Chu Bei came back to his senses and took the vegetable basket from Mo Qingwu's hand.

When the lid of the basket is opened, a rich aroma greets you.

At this moment, Chu Bei smelled the fragrance, and he was even more hungry.

"Qingwu, it's just the two of us here, I don't care about the image. ”

Looking at the steaming dishes in the vegetable basket, Chu Bei picked up the chopsticks and feasted on them.

"Poof!"

Looking at Chu Bei's hungry appearance like a wolf and a tiger, Mo Qingwu chuckled, then came to his side, found a clean stone and sat down slowly, leaning on his cheeks with both hands, looking at Chu Bei with a mouth full of oil, and the corners of his lips raised a slight arc that was imperceptible.

"Brother Chu, you eat slowly, I won't rob you!"

Mo Qingwu took out an embroidered handkerchief from his arms and stuffed it into Chu Bei's hand.

"Light dance, thank you. ”

After Chu Bei devoured all the vegetables in the basket, he stared at Mo Qingwu beside him with a serious expression.

"Brother Chu, can you tell me about your past, even if you reveal a little!"

Mo Qingwu pretended to be pitiful, looked at Chu Bei expectantly, and kept turning his big eyes smartly.

At this moment, she is like a curious baby.

"Do you really want to know?"

This time, Chu Bei did not perfunctory as usual, and then asked calmly.

Hearing this, Mo Qingwu was stunned at first, she actually just said it casually, and she didn't expect Chu Bei to tell her about the past.

"Listen, I want to listen!"

After being stunned for a while, Mo Qingwu nodded again and again after coming back to his senses, like a chicken pecking rice.

The mountain breeze blows, driving the trees to make a crisp sound, and from time to time two or three leaves fall with the wind.

On a round and smooth rock, a man and a woman were close together, and the woman held her chin with her hands, and looked at the man next to her with anticipation and curiosity in her eyes.

"Qingwu, your big brother Chu is very talented!" Chu Bei suddenly spoke.

"What?"

Mo Qingwu's expression was stunned, and he waited for a long time, and the first thing he finally said was this?

"Brother Chu, I know that you are extremely talented, otherwise you would not have cultivated from an ordinary person to a three-star spirit general in just over three months. ”

Mo Qingwu glanced at Chu Bei with disgust, and said, "I don't want to listen to you show off your talent, I want to know your past." ”

"Qingwu, what I want to say is that your eldest brother Chu has been different from ordinary people since he was born. Those martial cultivators who are praised by the world as demons, they can only reach the Spirit Emperor Realm that they can reach for tens or hundreds of years, and I have reached it since the day I was born. All I need to do is wait quietly for my body to be able to bear this great gift from God. ”

Chu Bei chuckled and stared at the depths of the mountains and forests, as if he was remembering something.

"Born to be the Spirit Emperor Realm!"

Hearing Chu Bei's words, Mo Qingwu's mouth opened wide, looked at Chu Bei in disbelief, and blurted out: "Brother Chu, you are an immortal body!"

As soon as the shocked words blurted out, Mo Qingwu realized that he had missed his mouth, and hurriedly covered his mouth with both hands, avoiding Chu Bei's gaze, not daring to look directly at him.

"Light dance, you know quite a bit. ”

Chu Bei brushed the green silk on Mo Qingwu's forehead, and then smiled indifferently, he didn't ask.

When one day, the other person wants to talk to him, he will naturally tell him everything.

"People are not born equal, and there are always one or two lucky people among millions of people, who are given by God. I'm lucky that, as you said, I'm a faerie. Since birth, there has been a soul infant suspended above the sea of qi. ”

Speaking of this, Chu Bei looked at Mo Qingwu's expression with a touch of playfulness: "Are you curious, why am I not a fairy physique now?"

Mo Qingwu didn't speak, just nodded again and again.

"Actually, I'm dead. Chu Bei's tone was calm and his expression was indifferent.

"Oh, so you're dead... What?, you're a dead man!!"

Mo Qingwu first repeated Chu Bei's words disappreciatively, and reacted as he spoke, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his body trembled violently.

"Light dance, just a dead man, look at it scares you!"

Looking at Mo Qingwu's sudden frightened expression, Chu Bei laughed out loud, and after laughing, he patted the former's shoulder blade and added: "To be exact, I, a dead man, came back to life again, and came to you with the Ten Thousand Worlds Pawnshop." ”

"Brother Chu, I'm confused now!" Mo Qingwu pursed his lips and looked at Chu Bei with a resentful expression, his eyes full of confusion.

"You have to listen to my past, and now I will tell you about it, and I don't care if you can understand it or not. Chu Bei shrugged.

"Why don't you tell me how you died?" Mo Qingwu shuddered inexplicably when she said this, she always felt that something was strange.