Feng Xue, who hadn't slept well all night, got up early in the morning, although there were no dark circles under her eyes, her expression was inevitably a little sluggish.

Feng Xue, who knew that even if he was okay like this, he would have to be scared out of his own accident, sighed, and with the attitude of seeing death as home, he went all the way to the place where the Taoist priest outside the village had settled.

This time he didn't bring his subordinates, only ordered ten barbarian slaves to follow, after all, the opponent may be a monk, whether the guards will defect in battle is a question, or the barbarian slave thing is safer.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the other party can use spells to make the barbarian slaves rebel, but if he can even do this, then Feng Xue has nothing to do, so he just waits for death.

One person and ten barbarians walked all the way to the field, looking at the sparse farmers swaying as if they were on vacation, Feng Xue was speechless for a while, at this time in previous years, who was not nervous, and had to drive away the birds and sparrows, and looked at the sky at any time, once there were signs of rain, they had to be harvested immediately, but now, they were all like idlers, it was really ......

"Sure enough, it's still not sensitive enough. Feng Xue sighed, he should have found out a long time ago, but he was a month late, although there was nothing that could be done to find out about this thing a month earlier, but the matter of vigilance and descent was a problem in itself.

All the way to the place where the Taoist priest settled, Feng Xue looked at the wooden house not far away, and still felt apprehensive in her heart, so she went up and knocked on the door twice, but she didn't hear anyone respond, and she couldn't help but feel a little happy in her heart.

But at this moment, a passing dealer spoke:

"Childe is coming to find the head of the empty mulberry road?"

"Well, I don't know where the Taoist chief went?" Feng Xue asked, and Zhuang shook his head and said:

"Daoist Empty Mulberry will go out every morning around the hour, and he won't come back until the end of the day, I heard that he is looking for a cultivation treasure land. ”

"......" Although this is reasonable, but Feng Xue feels that it is not very reliable no matter how he listens to it, the flood is full of aura, and there is no lack of aura at all, if you want to say that you are a golden immortal, then you are a big man, everything is right, but you are a rookie who can't even manipulate a few bean soldiers, and you can only practice if you have to find a treasure land?

Okay, Feng Xue, as a layman, is indeed a bit arbitrary to deny other people's cultivation methods based on speculation, but the problem is that since there is a need for cultivation, it means that there are teachers and elders, and in this case, is there no resources for cultivation in the master's sect?

Or is this a cliff jumper to pick up treasure?

Maybe it's a suspicious neighbor stealing an axe, anyway, Feng Xue doesn't think there is a problem with this Taoist priest.

Although I really want to investigate the residence of the Taoist priest, but after thinking about it carefully, I still gave up this idea, first of all, since people put it here, the possibility of having clues in it is very low, secondly, even if there is something special, the possibility that the other party will not set up hands and feet is very low, and finally, even if there are clues and no backhand, Feng Xue's investigation will always be seen, and when the time comes, it will be tantamount to hating the monk in vain, not to say that he can't trust the banker, not to mention whether someone will have a broken mouth, a monk, there is always a technique that can make people speak.

"Chenshi?" Feng Xue muttered in his heart about this time, as if he was thinking about something, but at this moment, he suddenly remembered the sound of dice in his ears-

[Listening: 25/27 (success)]

With the prompt of the dice, Feng Xue's attention suddenly seemed to be pulled by someone carrying a thread, and it was drawn to the dealer who was chatting not far away, and then, although it was slight, but it could still be heard clearly, suddenly said:

"You still want to practice like this, what about dreaming, right?"

"What do you know, yesterday the second son and his brother asked the chief, and the Taoist chief said that as long as you find a cultivation treasure land, you can get it by walking around there every day, what is it called...... Well, by the way, it's called 'cultivation in practice'......"

"Really, you can become a monk in one turn?" said the other farmer, utterly unconvinced, and the other immediately swore an oath:

He said that cultivation is to practice in daily walking, sitting and lying down, and the method of cultivation is only to speed up the absorption of spiritual energy, and if the spiritual energy of a place is high enough, as long as you walk in this environment every day, you can become an immortal! I think that even if you can't become an immortal, you can walk twice a day and live a long life, right? When the time comes, if you learn two small spells, won't you just plant the field while lying down at home?"

"No interest, become a monk and still farm?" The peasant did not hide his disdain, and the former farmer immediately said:

"Then you say, what are you going to do when you want to become a monk?"

"Of course it's making a lot of money! Spells! Don't you see that, well, scattering beans to become soldiers? I will cut down the trees one by one and two brushes, and if I learn it, I can directly get a group of bean soldiers to go to the city to pick up work and work as coolies, and one person can take the money of a dozen people, and then there will be no problem eating meat every day!"

......

The two farmers bragged and left, but Feng Xue's brows were furrowed, and she kept chanting the three words she heard before-

"Cultivating in the ...... of Practice"

Inner cultivation in the heart, external cultivation in action, this is naturally true, and practicing between daily walking, sitting and lying sounds quite reasonable, especially the practice of accelerating the absorption of aura, which sounds even more insightful, but ...... Feng Xue really didn't believe that there was such a realm where you could become an immortal just by walking without doing anything.

Why?

Because there are saints in this world!

The sage dojo is not mentioned, it is the site of half of the mountain, it can be said that the entire flood is not stronger than the spiritual power of the realm, but what about it, Jiang Ziya has been on the mountain for thirty years, cultivating Yuqing orthodoxy, taking elixir elixir, just milk all the way, and in the end he failed to become an immortal, which shows how important this kind of thing is to qualification.

The monk before was constantly hunting for smart people, just to make up for his own comprehension defects.

If you want to say that there are any magic cheats, you can swallow spiritual energy, and you need a place with abundant spiritual veins, Feng Xue will believe you for three points, but if you want to say nothing, you can practice just by walking, Feng Xue doesn't believe it to death.

At this moment, Feng Xue was almost certain that the other party definitely had other plans.

After all, when others ask you how to practice, it's good not to say what you don't want to say, after all, the monk himself is a cold profession, a guy who is more advanced than Wu Zhu, even if you give a blank eye, the dealer will not dare to make a mistake, there is no need to make up a panic to deceive people.

But he just made it up, and it was made up in a good way, and people who didn't have a little relevant knowledge couldn't even tell it, if it wasn't a rhetoric that had been prepared a long time ago, Feng Xue didn't believe it!

So, the question goes back to square one - what exactly is he making up such a lie for?