On a sunny day, the sky is clear, and the fourth uncle Zhang Chuanli has specially checked the hexagram book, saying that today is a good day and suitable for traveling.

In fact, no matter whether today is a good day or not, they all have to go, and the sect Lingzhou will not wait for anyone.

At the port where the Jinhong Valley Sect was moored at the large spirit boat, Zhang Lie simply took some luggage and belongings, and was about to board the spirit boat to Lifeng Mountain, although the fourth uncle Zhang Chuanli saw him off on the side, he didn't plan to follow.

The reason is very simple, the more than 20 acres of spiritual fields contracted by Zhang Lie in Honghefang have reached the time of harvest, and a package of spiritual fields like this has to be contracted for ten years, Zhang Chuanli is really reluctant to harvest these spiritual rice, although Zhang Lie's original intention of farming is to comprehend the way of water and wood growth.

"Yuan Lie, when we get over there, we are not afraid of trouble or trouble, the resources you have cultivated to the Foundation Building Realm are enough, so you can stay and cultivate for five years with peace of mind, and then come back and prepare to impact the Foundation Building Realm."

The old man chattered and spoke, and I don't know if people will become more and more nagging the older they get.

There were a lot of people waiting for the spirit boat on the port, and the most eye-catching of them was a group of young and beautiful Kun Xiu wearing silver robes, Yingying Yanyan, most of them were bright-eyed and white-skinned, these were immortal cultivators of the Illusion Heart Sect.

The area occupied by the Phantom Heart Sect is because the earth's leylines are strong in yin power, so most of the people who have spiritual roots are women, so the number of Kun cultivators in this sect is relatively the largest among the seven sects of the Yue Kingdom.

The gathering of a large group of pleasing maidens was of course extremely eye-catching, and the few male monks in the Illusory Heart Sect tended to glare angrily at those who were overly concerned around them.

This is the natural nature of young men and women, and they have been holding the Tao for too short a time, and some of their natural instincts still dominate their behavior.

"These Phantom Heart Sect foxes are not good matches, this sect has the foundation of the Demon Sect, Yuan Lie, don't be bewitched by them, lose your true yang, that will be detrimental to the future foundation building. Cultivate the Tao well in Tongfeng Mountain, and find a Taoist companion in the future in this sect, and know the roots. ”

"Fourth uncle, I didn't have this in mind, as soon as you said that the Illusion Heart Sect has the foundation of the Demon Sect, I became interested in it. The female cultivator of the Demon Dao is smoky and flattering, how interesting it is! ”

Fourth Uncle Zhang Chuanli: "......"

"Hahahaha, kidding you. I know that I know the fourth uncle, then I'll go. Lingtian can just deal with it casually, don't be too tired for this. ”

Haha laughed, kicked by the fourth uncle who was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him, Zhang Lie boarded the large spirit boat with his luggage, and then stood on the edge and waved goodbye to the fourth uncle.

"Fourth uncle, pay attention to your body. Remember to drink the ginseng wine I brewed for you, that one is for you to drink, not for you to show off. ”

"This old man, the older he gets, the more emotional, why do you wipe your tears again."

Although he was talking to himself like this, Zhang Lie knew it in his heart that after so many years, he had taken care of himself and protected himself since he was a child, and the fourth uncle Zhang Chuanli had already regarded himself as his own child.

Feelings are such a thing, they get along in the process of paying, they have feelings after they have been getting along for more years, and they have feelings when they get along for less years, and they are like this everywhere.

The so-called: "Mo Yan met the gods in the flowers, but he exchanged the gold for tiles." The roots of the tree have rotted and the leaves are green, and the sea of air is dead like an arrow. ”

Mainstream immortal cultivators do not shy away from the yin and yang of heaven and earth, and the combination of men and women, but suggest that immortal cultivators who have further possibilities should not lose their true yang and true yin prematurely before building a foundation.

Although the double cultivation method is a great way, it is also a dangerous method of planting lotus in the fire, turning knowledge into wisdom, and turning the needle tip upside down, which cannot be done by those who have great courage and perseverance.

It's a bit like the previous life before the college entrance examination, it was not recommended to fall in love, and there were those who could not be affected or even sharpen each other, but the vast majority of ordinary people could not do it.

Anyone who makes a special case to reason is talking nonsense.

Not to mention the role of true yang and true yin in Peiyuan's foundation building, knowing that it hinders the path, some monks still choose to indulge in the pleasures of men and women for a while, and at that moment they have already chosen to re-cross the avenue with pleasure, and then seek the avenue in the future, and they will fall behind in their hearts.

Boarding the large spirit boat, Zhang Lie carried his luggage and took the wooden card to find his single room, and then checked in.

The large spirit boat has drum wings on both sides, which can fly against the wind, and the average speed of thousands of miles far away far exceeds that of the flying sword, but after all, it cannot be too stable, and there is still a slight sense of bump.

After Zhang Lie rotated the food such as rice and fish prepared by the fourth uncle, he lay on his back on the bed, supported his head with his arm, and flipped through a book of swords: "Yan Family Thirteen Sword Styles".

This was obtained by Zhang Lie from Yan Zangfeng's Kunshan ring four years ago.

Zang Feng really didn't expect that he would die in the Netherworld, so he brought the sword book that recorded his family's swordsmanship and his life's experience with him.

For Yan Zangfeng, after learning about his life and his swordsmanship, Zhang Lie admires him very much, although the two sides are opponents, it is not as if Zhang Lie respects this person, if it is not for the drag of the family, if it is not for bad luck, he should be able to go further:

“…… Remember, the sword is not a friend, it is not a lover, it is cold and ruthless, and you must hold the hilt firmly or you will be injured by the sword! ”

This is a passage recorded by Yan Zangfeng with a red cinnabar pen on the title page of the sword book, which he obviously used to warn himself, but behind this sentence is a profound method that uses sword qi as a form and qualitative transformation.

The path of sword cultivation in this world starts with the foundation building realm.

Sword cultivation is not much different from other monks in the Qi cultivation realm, except that it is more proficient in swordsmanship, but after building the foundation, sword cultivation transforms all of its mana into sword qi with extremely strong attack power, which is an important foundation for sword cultivation to far surpass most monks in the field of fighting.

However, there are pros and cons, this practice of completely converting mana into sword qi makes it difficult for sword cultivators to refine weapons, make talismans, and alchemy, and even use magic weapon charms, it is difficult to fully exert their effectiveness, and it will seriously damage the magic weapon.

And the Heavenly Tribulation of Sword Cultivation has always been very strong, as long as the mana is transformed into a real Sword Cultivation, even if he has never gone out of the mountain gate to commit murder, the strength of the Heavenly Tribulation when condensing the Golden Pill is far greater than that of other monks.

"It's no wonder that the sword cultivators who are the founding Dao of the Xuanhuang World are almost extinct in this realm, and the price paid for this is inevitably a bit big. However, this is just Yan Zangfeng's words, to be able to create such a brilliant and powerful history, there must be merits, and the most powerful sword immortals in history seem to have a powerful magic weapon. ”

"First of all, he said 'cold and ruthless sharpness', and then it was this method of sword qi shape and quality transformation, it seems that Yan Zangfeng was also entangled enough in private back then, and he didn't have the opportunity to build a foundation at that time, but he was ......still like this" Zhang Lie read the secret method of sword qi shape and quality transformation, and compared with the Earth Demon Sword Sutra as his own foundation, he always felt that Yan Zangfeng's comprehension was plausible, and it seemed that there was a bias somewhere.

But limited to his own cultivation vision, he couldn't find anything wrong for a while.

Fortunately, this kind of thing is still far from building a foundation, and he must at least comprehend the meaning of the gold line first.

If not, Zhang Lie assessed that he was taking Zhuji Dan Zhuji now, at most he could be promoted to the supernatural power to build the foundation, or the one whose foundation was not very strong, and how to comprehend the supernatural power, which had the effect of a part of the fortune.

And if he comprehended the meaning of Jin Xing's law, Zhang Lie felt that he would have the opportunity to get a glimpse of the foundation of the avenue, which is known as "the foundation first".

At the same time, when Zhang Lie was in the middle and lower floors of the large spirit boat, lying on his back on the bed reading and thinking.

In the pavilions and pavilions on the upper floor of the large spirit boat, a group of Jinhong Valley sect ruling monks were welcoming the temporary residence of Wang Wanyi, the ancestor of the Purple Mansion Realm.

Recently, Wang Wanyi had something to return to Jinhong Valley, and after dealing with it, she boarded the spirit boat and returned to Lifeng Mountain, in fact, she didn't like Lifeng Mountain very much, the spiritual vein aura was not as strong as Jinhong Valley, and it was not comfortable to live, but because of the implication of the Netherworld Abyss mission, she had to make meritorious service and go to Lifeng Mountain to suffer for a few years.

At this moment, the Xuanyi nun was also reading the classic Taoist treasures, and in the rockery in the room, a big cyan snake with scales and horns was swimming, and it suddenly pounced, biting a spirit bird standing on the rockery, and refused to let go no matter how it struggled, until it was completely swallowed into its stomach.

And for this, the Xuanyi nun drank tea, flipped through the Dao Zang in her hand, and refused to turn her eyes sideways.

Half a day later, the sky grew dark.

"The ancestor said that my foundation is shallow, if I don't hone and make up for it, the realm of this life will stop at the Purple Mansion. The only way I can think of it is to do more things and read more about it, but ...... Is this really useful? ”

"How many years, a hundred years or two hundred years? Use my life's path to gamble on a possibility? ”

Finally, let out a long breath.

The slightly irritable book was thrown on the jade table in front of her, she had been reading it for a long time, but until now she had gained nothing, and she would inevitably be irritable.

"Even the Seven Evils Killing Talent has already successfully broken through the Purple Mansion Realm, his breakthrough did not use any auxiliary spiritual objects, and the future potential is amazing, even the Ancestor has to take a high look. And how can I, the monk of the royal family, be left behind this person? ”

Just when thoughts were flying in her mind, making Wang Wanyi feel a little upset, outside, suddenly there was a faint sound of singing.

This is the attendant who forgot to improve the soundproof magic circle, if it is fully opened, it is impossible for a sound to come in.

"What's that sound?"

Caressing the red pillar of the pavilion with one hand and stroking her forehead with the other, the long-haired nun frowned and asked.

Hearing this, when the maids serving on the left and right looked at each other and were a little frightened, a blue-clothed deacon of the sect immediately ran in, and after he saluted respectfully, he said:

"Tell the ancestor, it is the monk of the Illusory Heart Sect who is riding the spirit boat, and he is holding a thousand show pujas, this is a common practice, but it is the negligence that disturbs the ancestor, and the disciple and grandson immediately go out to dismiss them."

“…… Not necessarily, since it is the usual practice, then there is no need to change because of my presence. ”

The upper cultivation of the Purple Mansion Realm, if they can calm down, even if the landslide is on their side, it will not affect their mental concentration. If it is disturbed by one's own spiritual platform, then it is meaningless how pure the outside world is.

Wang Wanyi knew this in her own hands, and waved her hand to let the blue-clothed deacon of the sect retreat, and she herself came to the railing of the pavilion and looked down:

I saw flying lights hanging everywhere, a bright one, crowded with people, and extremely lively.

And at this time, Zhang Lie was also in it, there was no soundproof magic circle in the middle and lower rooms of the spirit boat, and when he heard the sound of light singing and dancing outside, Zhang Lie didn't have to work hard at this time, closed the sword book, and he walked out of the room.

The deck of the large spirit boat is extremely spacious, and it is completely the boundary of the Golden Rainbow Valley Sect, and the safety is also guaranteed, so there are even people in the corners and corners of the stalls to trade, herbs, magic weapons, and spirit runes, although they are not very high-level, but they are also available.

"Evenings, night markets?"

On both sides of the deck are long tables with all kinds of food, but most of them are not spiritual food, just ordinary food.

Among them, the most eye-catching is the singing and dancing of those monks of the Phantom Heart Sect, the male monks of the Phantom Heart Sect are good at musical instruments such as the long qin and Xiao flute, and the female cultivators of this sect are good at singing and dancing.

"Ah, there is no cost for such a festival, the Golden Rainbow Valley is out of the place, the Phantom Heart Sect is out of the hands, and the spirit stone official and steward are earned, and the people who do things in the two sects can share the benefits, and even improve the experience of most people taking the spirit boat, it is indeed beneficial and harmless."

The large spirit boat that supports the sect consumes spirit stones very much, so it is impossible to pull only the monks of the sect such as the Golden Rainbow Valley and the Phantom Heart Sect, and ordinary casual monks also have to pull it, which not only plays the role of a transit hub for transportation, but also collects spirit stones to supplement the consumption.

In the voices of the people around him, Zhang Lie already knew that this night market was called the Qianxiu Festival, and it had been held many times, and there were even people present who came to participate in this festival.

"It's an unexpected aftershow for me, and it's good to increase my knowledge."

His eyes swept over the stalls of those casual cultivation vendors on the deck one by one, and found that there was nothing that could make his heart move, Zhang Lie was not surprised by this, good things are usually in the shop, and it is difficult to cultivate a loose cultivation A spirit stone can't be broken into two flowers, and you want to pick up a leak in their hands? In fact, it is not easy.

What is bought is not sold fine, and in most cases it is not easy not to be cheated by them.

After turning around twice, I found that there was really nothing that made me feel excited. Zhang Lie came to the area near the center of the deck, where those Phantom Heart Sect monks were performing.

At this moment, the public performance happened to end, and the water walking magic circle rose, and at this time, if you don't hand over the spirit stone to get the jade talisman and walk into it, you can only see faintly through the water curtain, and you can't hear it very clearly.

The spirit stones I wanted were not much, just two low-grade spirit stones, Zhang Lie handed over the spirit stones and walked into the water curtain, only to feel that his feet were soft, and he found that the deck floor was covered with a large number of colorful flowers and trees.

Immediately afterward, the beautiful nuns of the Illusion Sect dressed in cool clothes flew in happily, like a group of carefree girls next door, or a group of mountain ghosts in myths and legends.

Halfway through the run, their bodies suddenly came to a standstill.

Two jade arms like smooth lotus roots slowly stretched upward, like slowly blooming flower branches. The slender jade fingers are juxtaposed or standing, and the shape of the hand is constantly changing, like a proud peacock dance.

Dressed in light veils, but with golden bells tied around their wrists and ankles, and their nails were also golden, trembling in the moonlight, shimmering with a cold sheen:

"If someone is in the mountains, he will be taken by Xue Lixi. is both embarrassed and smiling, Zi Muyu is good at smiling. ”

"Take the red leopard from the civet dog, and the Xinyi car will tie the laurel flag. was taken by Shi Lanxi to Du Heng, and he was left behind. ”

"The rest of the secluded seclusion will never see the sky, and the road is dangerous and difficult to come alone. The table is independent of the mountain, and the clouds are tolerant and down. ”

"The sun is dark, and the east wind is raining the gods. Stay spiritually and forget to return, and the years are both Yan Xi and Huayu. ”

With the accompaniment of the sound of the piano and flutes around them, this group of female cultivators of the Phantom Heart Sect seemed to bring everyone into a vague and quiet dream.

Even Zhang Lie had to admit that the sound in front of him was extremely pleasant, especially the woman who led the dance on the red leopard among the female cultivators of the Illusory Heart Sect.

Black hair is like ink, jade skin is like snow, and she has both the innocence of a girl, the astringency of a girl, the richness of a woman, and even the beauty of motherhood.

Only the world of cultivating immortals who can explore the evolution of life will have such an experience and give birth to such a woman.

She may already be a mother, but she has successfully built a foundation for a breakthrough and returned to her youth, so she can achieve both the beauty of women in all periods.

"Life can be happy, what is the regret of death? Under the light of the erotic spirit, drink wine and sing until immortality. ”

"Such natural innocence is close to the Tao. However, this kind of road, no matter how you look at it, still has some shadows of the devil's path, and it is not something that most people play well. ”

Although he made such an emotional judgment in his heart, Zhang Lie did not deny that the scenery in front of him was extremely pleasing to the eye.

Because of this, he felt a little dull for a while, turned over his hand and took out a gourd of wine from Kunshan Ring, opened the stopper, and a spicy smell of wine wafted out.

"You are not a small person, such a weak cultivator is not afraid of losing his life if he wears a third-order mid-grade ring and runs around?"

At this moment, such words came from beside him.

Zhang Lie followed the prestige and saw a black-clothed monk wearing a hat to cover his face.

"This ring has a vague idea, and it is my spoils in exchange for the least price, not to mention that I have stayed in the sect for a long time, there should be no one who will kill a third-order mid-grade ring to the Golden Rainbow Valley. Dude, do you drink? I soaked my own burnish knife into my throat and tasted it. ”

The one who will hand over the spirit stone to enter here to watch the beauty like jade is, of course, it is Qianxiu, Zhang Lie casually threw the wine gourd in his hand, and the black-clothed monk turned over and took it.

"Life can be happy, what is the regret of death? Just for your words, I will have a drink with you. As he spoke, the blackfriar raised his wine bottle and poured the spicy wine without touching himself, and the wine flowed like a whale.

After drinking, the black-clothed monk tossed the empty wine bottle back to Zhang Lie, and then turned to leave.

Only Zhang Lie was left holding the already empty wine bottle with a confused expression: "I just let you take a sip, not let you drink it all." Really drank it all up, and didn't give me a sip left? ”

Zhang Lie shook the wine bottle high, and found that there was really not a drop of wine left.