Chunyin Fang...

A group of charming and lovely girls or palace fans are lightly swaying to make a delicate shape, or handkerchiefs to cover their faces to make a delicate and shy shape, the fragrant wind is gusting, and the bones are crushed...

"Ji Ye, you go slowly, often come to play~"

"Ji Ye, Ming'er has to make a picture for the slave family~"

"Official, you still owe the slave family a little poem~"

“……”

The people in the Chunyin Fang looked strange when they saw this, and their eyes frequently looked here, sneering and envious.

And Ji Bochang has long been accustomed to it, laughing and joking with a group of girls, and when he walked by the bustard's mother, he didn't forget to rub the oil, which caused a few coquettish sounds...

"How?"

The bustard's mother, who still had charm, gave him a blank look, and quipped in a mocking tone: "Ji Daguan is not a good little girl, do you want to revisit the old road of concubines?" ”

Mother Liu's mother was also the top girl in Chunyin Fang more than ten years ago, and Ji Bo often praised her in those years, so the two are very familiar with each other, and they can be regarded as old acquaintances...

"Don't~"

Ji Bo often smiled meaningfully: "The old road is rugged, and it is blind with black lights, I am afraid that someone will knock my bones and suck the marrow halfway, but I don't dare to walk around~"

"Death Phase~"

Mother Liu glanced at him with disgust, and quipped meaningfully: "Are you old, do you feel that the years are unforgiving?" ”

Ji Bo often pursed his lips and said angrily: "The traces of time are not necessarily on the face. ”

“……”

Liu's mother was slightly stunned, and then she reacted to the meaning of his words, and reached out in shame and twisted it around his waist.

She seemed to have thought of something, waved her hand and scolded the girls around her, pulled him aside and said, "By the way, Lao Ji, the matter you asked me to inquire about has been settled, but people want a medium-grade spirit stone..."

Giber often heard of a spirit, "How much? ”

"A medium-grade spirit stone..."

"How long?"

"Three days..."

"Is it gilded? Or is it a famous family? ”

"No, no..."

Mother Liu patiently explained: "She is a female cultivator at the fourth level of Qi training, and she just died some time ago, and she is short of money, and she hasn't found her next home yet, so she really has no choice but to ask me to ask..."

"Crazy, huh?"

Ji Bochang shook his head, frowned tightly and said: "As long as the girl in the workshop has a silver ticket, a female cultivator with a fourth-level Qi cultivation dares to ask for a medium-grade spirit stone when she opens her mouth?" ”

Mother Liu said: "It's not that you don't know, other female cultivators have natural advantages, and when they encounter difficulties, there are really not many opportunities to fall to such a point, so it is estimated that they will do this business......

"Don't, don't..."

"Really?"

Mother Liu's eyes moved slightly and said, "If you don't do this business, then I'll push it..."

Ji Bo saw her twisting her waist and preparing to leave, and after a while, he called out helplessly: "Wait! ”

Mother Liu turned back with a smile, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Ji Daguan has changed his mind?" ”

"Don't push yet..."

Ji Bochang snorted lightly and said, "I'll go back and think about it, and I'll give you an answer in the evening." ”

After that, he lost the interest in chatting, wiped the rouge marks on his neck, tightened his clothes, and walked out of the gate of Chunyin Fang without looking back...

Back home.

He leaned back on the chaise longue and stared blankly at the sky, like a lonely old man half-cut into the ground...

Ji Bochang is a human being in two lives, his parents in this life are monks in the late stage of Qi cultivation, his father is a cultivator, and his mother is a rare Yanshu master (puppet master) in the cultivation world.

Although the family background is not as good as those big families, the second generation of immortals born in the big sects, they also don't have to worry about food and clothing...

As a human being in two lives, he also decided that the blessings of his life must be deep and he will live a wonderful life, so he tried his best to integrate into this world.

At the age of three, he could read a thousand words, memorized ancient poems at the age of five, and followed his parents at the age of seven to learn pharmacology and arithmetic......

It was the age when he imagined that he had embarked on the road of cultivation and overcame obstacles all the way to become a true immortal, but suddenly learned that his parents had been killed and both died...

Without the protection of his parents, and without the qualifications to live in the cultivation city, he was driven out of the city and moved to a lonely city under the protection of Xianxia Mountain with some family assets left by his parents.

The people who live here either have ancestors who are monks, but they have no spiritual roots, and their identities are embarrassing;

Or, just like Ji Bochang, there is no one to protect him in the family path, and he belongs to the junction of the mundane world and the cultivation world.

Two years passed in a daze, and when he learned that Xianxia Mountain would recruit disciples every few years, and Gucheng was also in the scope of recruitment, he cheered up again!

finally survived to the Xianxia Mountain Disciple Ceremony, and he confidently went to the stage to verify the Linggen qualifications...

As a result, he was told that he had a five-line pseudo-spiritual root, and the root bone qualification evaluation was only so much better than that of a mortal without a spiritual root.

In a word: you can practice, but you can only practice a little.

With such an inferior cultivation talent, there is naturally no possibility of entering Xianxia Mountain...

From the clouds to the bottom, there is nothing more than this.

It's bitter, it's too bitter.

However, Ji Bochang is also a stubborn temper who does not admit defeat, and after three years of conscientious practice, he finally found a sense of qi and became a monk who practiced qi at the first level...

The bitterness is sweet, and I feel that I am about to get out of the end...

Thinking that the practice should be relaxed and moderate, in order to encourage himself (award), at the age of sixteen, he stepped into the Chunyin Fang for the first time with his waist bag, and spent a huge amount of money to order a girl with a 'double chime of virtue and art' to drink as a companion...

The next morning, he only felt that something seemed to be flashing in his eyes, and he didn't even ask for the red envelope at the bedside, so he hurriedly ran back home...

[Liu Yingying and you build a red dust edge (a slight favor), reward a wisp of red dust...]

As the hints in his eyes appeared, he could clearly feel that there seemed to be an ethereal cloud of ethereal qi in his body.

And what is refined during the Qi refining period is Qi!

As soon as his mind moved, the so-called 'red dust qi' melted into his body and there was no trace of it.

And as the 'red dust qi' was refined, there was also a faint increase in his mind about painting, that is, the brushwork and painting were a little smoother.

Remove the clouds and mist to see the blue sky, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

Breaking through to the first level of qi cultivation and officially stepping into the ranks of cultivation, coupled with the arrival of the golden finger, it can be described as a double happiness, and he will never forget how excited he was at that time for the rest of his life...

In order to find out the magic of the golden finger, at noon on the big day, he hurriedly ran into the Chunyin Fang to find Liu Yingying to drink and talk.

No surprises.

Afterwards, there was an extra wisp of red dust in the body...

Then he calmed down and stayed in the Chunyin Fang for a few days, in order to find out the magic of this 'red dust edge', he found several girls one after another to drink and talk.

In those days, if he had been in some games in his previous life, he would have felt that he would have had entries such as 'Piano Experience +6', 'Calligraphy Experience +8', 'Danqing Experience +5', 'Chess Experience +4'...

But......

For several days, all I felt about refining the red dust was piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs!

None of it is related to spiritual practice!

Later, he didn't believe in evil and spent a lot of money to live in Chunyinfang for a few months...

If it weren't for the youth and vigor, and the parents left some money before leaving, I am afraid that they would not be able to get out of the door of Chunyinfang.

As a result, the perception of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and songs has really increased a lot, but there is still no thing related to cultivation!

And later...

In order to find out the magic of 'Red Dust Margin', he left the lonely city and went to the mortal world to linger for two years.

Fanglou Pavilion Garden, Flower Boat Hook Fence walked around, and indeed built a lot of red dust, and also rewarded a lot of red dust.

However, the red dust qi seems to mean red dust, and after refining, there is no anything related to cultivation!

As much hope as there is, there is as much disappointment as there is.

After the family wealth left by his parents was defeated, he returned to the lonely city again, not only did his cultivation stagnate on the first floor of qi training, but he also had to worry about his livelihood after returning to the lonely city...

Fortunately, in the past two years, his perception of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and song has really improved a lot.

By selling calligraphy and paintings, he can barely make a living.

But how could he be willing to be mediocre?

After precipitating for a while, I had a flash of inspiration in my mind, and I processed what I saw and heard in Chunyinfang and went out for two years to write an inspirational book called "Taoyuan Travel"...

So he cooperated with Mo Yunxuan, who sold the four treasures of the study in the lonely city, and the sales volume was considerable, which not only solved the livelihood problem, but also had the spare money to explore the wonderful use of the red dust, and his life was stable.

More than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye......

In the past ten years, his feelings such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and song have already reached a certain threshold, that is, female workers such as cutting, needlework and thread are extremely skilled.

During this period, in order to explore whether the 'red dust qi' can add something related to cultivation...

He had tried to touch minor skills such as alchemy, refining, talisman making, formations, cultivating spirit plants, and raising spirit beasts.

Because he has been exposed to it since he was a child, he has even been involved in one or two of the more niche Yanshu (puppet technique) in the cultivation world.

Nai, Nai......

Now that Ji Bo is often middle-aged, lying on the recliner like a salted fish...

Cultivation is the second layer of qi, if you want to practice magic, you have to practice without magic, and you have to cultivate without cultivation.

In addition to the basic knowledge of cultivation that all practitioners understand, only the "Nine Essentials of Danshu" and "Outline of the Foundations of Yanshu" handed down by their parents can be mastered.

The former is a mass product, and the latter is too out-of-the-way...

The enthusiasm for exploring the wonders of 'red dust' has long been extinguished by the cold and biting reality.

As for why you still linger in the streets, it is better to say that it is to collect style for "Taoyuan Travel", as well as the habit that has been cultivated for a long time, and it is unwilling to say that it is popular!

Coming to this wonderful world of cultivation, with a golden finger by his side, how could he be willing to wait for death in Qi refining?

"Alas~life~"

The sage state was almost over, and Ji Bochang sighed and propped himself up from the recliner.

Back in the room, there were many 1:1 size puppets on his bed and at the head of the bed, and the key was realistic.

These gadgets of his companions were the only psychological comfort he had in the years when he lost his family assets.

Ji Bo often lies on the bed and wants to close his eyes and refresh his mind to make up for sleep, but he turns over and over again, and his mind is full of the 'fourth-layer female cultivator who practices qi' mentioned by Mother Liu of Chunyinfang, and he can't sleep at all.

Red Dust Margin, Red Dust Margin, is it possible that someone in my Ji only has Red Dust Margin, not Immortal Margin?

He had wanted to find a Taoist companion to confirm his suspicions...

However, his own five pseudo-spiritual roots, and his cultivation is only at the second level of Qi cultivation, and such cultivation qualifications and cultivation are the lowest in the cultivation world, and he can't find a Taoist companion at all...

In the cultivation world, if two monks with spiritual roots are combined, the probability of giving birth to children with spiritual roots will be higher.

However, there is no monogamy in the cultivation world, and some female cultivators would rather be concubines in the thirty-second room of the monks in the foundation building period than live a hard life with the monks in the qi refining period.

There are also some monks who have no hope of building a foundation and focus on founding a family and spreading their branches, and what they like to do most is to recruit those low-level female cultivators...

In such an environment, it was difficult for a low-level monk like him, who not only had extremely poor cultivation talents, but also had little family background, to find a Taoist companion.

Later, he thought about it, and if he couldn't find a Taoist companion, as long as there was a female cultivator who was willing, he could also confirm his conjecture...

So I hit the idea on the Chunyin Fang.

Now with the help of an old friend, she is still a female cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training, but the price of a medium-grade spirit stone is really outrageous!

However, you have to try it if you are expensive!!

Ji Bo often thought of Mo Yunxuan's old shopkeeper coming to urge the draft two days ago, and couldn't help but sigh and stand up and go to his small study to lay paper and grind...

Work and earn spirit stones!!

He picked up his pen and pondered for a while, as if he had thoughts, and mentioned "Travels in Taoyuan (Chapter 178)";

Next book: As mentioned last time, the Great Love Immortal Venerable and the Supreme Elder of the Hehuan Sect fought for several days in succession, and the fight was dark, and the sun and moon were dark......

For several hours...

First, the draft was finalized, and then some vivid illustrations were drawn.

When the pen and ink were dry, he tucked the manuscript in his sleeve, put on a hat to cover his face, and went out......