After that, Daoist Yunjing placed Shen Yun in the wing room of the apse, and he hurriedly left the Sanxingguan and went down the mountain. I was busy until almost midnight, and then I stepped on the shuttle and returned to the view.

At this time, the view is quiet. Shen Yun's room was closed.

Thinking that he was asleep, Daoist Yunjing went straight back to his room. Generally speaking, the higher the monk's cultivation level, the less sleep time is required. When they arrived at the Jindan Realm, they often didn't even have to take a nap for three or four days. In ten days and a half months, a good night's sleep is enough.

So is the head of Yunjing Road. He sat in his room and practiced.

In fact, Shen Yun's sleep time is also very short now, and he only needs to take a nap for an hour every day. When Daoist Yunjing came back, Shen Yun was sitting cross-legged on the bed and practicing. Hearing movement in the night sky, the latter separated a wisp of consciousness and leaned out of the view. Seeing that it was him who stepped on the shuttle and returned, he quietly withdrew his divine sense and continued to practice.

Because in the afternoon, Shen Yun had already carefully inspected the entire three-star temple and found nothing wrong. Therefore, he did not set up a soundproof array or other formations in the room.

And the monk's breath when practicing and sleeping is completely different. Shen Yun felt that when he reached the level of Jindan Realm, he lived in the next room, only separated by a wall, and Daoist Yunjing must have known that he was practicing, so he heard his footsteps paused slightly in front of his door, and then, he turned back to the next room, Shen Yun's eyes that had already opened, closed them again, and continued to practice.

As usual, after walking ten days, he washed and fell asleep.

At this time, Daoist Yunjing also heard the movement from next door, slowly opened his eyes, slightly nodded approvingly, and said in his heart: There is still an hour before dawn, but the lord has already gotten up to wash, which shows that he is a diligent character.

He himself is not very talented, and in the sect, he has never received additional support from the elders, and all the time, the resources he has received have been very limited. To achieve today's results, there is luck. But the main thing is to rely on hard work. Therefore, although he is difficult to get rid of the conventions and likes talent, but under the same talent, he prefers diligent people.

At this time, his good impression of Shen Yun had risen a lot.

Soon, though, he was confused again. Because after the sound of washing next door, it was quiet again.

Isn't it time to get up so early to study or practice martial arts? Why is there no movement at all? Daoist Yunjing was extremely puzzled, and deliberately listened attentively.

As a result, nothing could be heard.

At this time, he realized that he had been ignoring a big problem, that is, since he came back in the middle of the night, until now, the lord had rested next door to him, however, he had not noticed the breath of the other party.

How can it be!

The lord is obviously just a mortal martial artist with some fists and feet kung fu, and this seat is a dignified Jindan real person!

Even if there is a soundproof array in the room that can be used by mortal warriors, but such a low-level magic circle is just a decoration in front of this seat.

Daoist Yunjing couldn't sit still any longer, so he jumped off the bed and wanted to go to the next room to see for himself.

However, as soon as his foot touched the ground, he stopped, shook his head slightly, and said to himself in his heart: No. Although the lord is young and a mortal, he is not shallow. If I had gone into his room so recklessly, I would have aroused his disgust.

Judging from the two hexagrams occupied by Bai Bai, Shen Yun is indeed a person who will have great achievements in the future. And if he helps him wholeheartedly, he will definitely achieve fame and fame, and his wishes will come true.

Moreover, Shen Yun's physiognomy is indeed indescribably expensive, which reflects the hexagram.

For him, this is tantamount to the biggest opportunity in his life.

Therefore, even though Shen Yun is just a mortal, as a Jindan real person, he does not dare to have the slightest slackness, and he really serves him as the master.

Thinking of this, Yunjing Dao Changfu sat down again, clenched his fists and said to himself in his heart: "In the future, what kind of character is the lord and what are his outstanding points, I will accompany the lord by his side, and some time will slowly understand." Don't be impatient.

That being said, I have since been more aware of the movements in the next room.

After almost an hour, the sky outside was white. There was finally movement in the next room.

It's still the sound of washing!

Even though Yunjing Dao had lived for more than two hundred years and had seen thousands of mortal faces, he was a little shocked in his heart, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Well, I didn't see it during the day, it turned out that the lord had a slight cleanliness habit.

Those in high positions, most of them. That's not a problem.

He got up, walked out of the room, and went to the kitchen to have breakfast.

To practice is to act against the heavens. Most monks are not very qualified, so the speed of cultivation is extremely slow.

For them, building a foundation for a hundred years is barely possible, two hundred years of Ning Dan is very difficult, and four hundred years of getting a baby is no different from dreaming. Life expectancy is limited, and they can't help but seize every bit of time and work hard to cultivate.

And a few with good qualifications and good luck are not bad, and the arrogant among the monks, they want to be even greater. But after getting married, it is more difficult to turn into a void and soar. Especially ascension, it is to ascend to the sky.

Therefore, in order to go further on the immortal road, they are also tense, and they also go to the sky to grab time, and they dare not waste their time.

However, monks are also human beings, and they live in the world, and they have to eat, wear, live, and travel. For the majority of mortals, almost all of their life's time, except for sleeping, is spent on these four things. A true monk is only interested in spiritual practice. Therefore, most of the time and energy spent on these four things can be saved.

For example, when traveling with a magic weapon of flying, labor-saving is secondary, and it can save a lot of time, which is the most important thing; Three meals a day, add up, to say the least, it's a lot of energy + an hour or two.

After arriving in the Jindan realm, the real people have already dried their stomachs, just eat and drink dew, and even Bigu Dan has been saved.

However, there are very few exceptions.

He has been allergic to Bigu Dan since he was a child, and he can't do without cereals, mountain and sea delicacies. As I get older and more practiced, this problem becomes more and more obvious. So, when he lived to be forty or fifty years old, he finally made a little reputation in Xuantianmen - the biggest foodie in Xuantianmen.

At the age of sixty-one, he finally succeeded in laying the foundation. The Outer Gate Elder summoned him for the first time. The first sentence of the meeting was: "Qin Yue, Qin Yue, it's not your fault that your qualifications are poor, but it's your mistake to be lazy." If you spend all your time eating, drinking, and cultivating your cultivation, why are you building a foundation now?"

You know best your own business. He also knew that his fault was not good. However, he just can't change it. As soon as I eat Bigu Dan, I vomit and diarrhea. As a low-level monk, he can't eat and drink, so he can't starve himself to death. Besides, if you don't eat well and eat well, where will you have the strength to cultivate?

Fortunately, as his cultivation realm gradually improved, there were fewer and fewer people who dared to laugh at him in the outer gate. More than ten years later, the elder of the outer gate who hated iron but not steel exhausted his longevity and died. Finally stopped at the early stage of Jindan.

When the news came, Daoist Yunjing had an epiphany—this Outer Sect Elder had eaten the Bigu Pill all his life, and he had spent all his thoughts on cultivation, so what was the use?

So, it's not the eating.

Cultivation is a matter of following one's heart. He is wrong to restrain his own heart.

If this is the case, then continue to follow your heart and eat and drink well.

Thanks for this epiphany. He no longer dwells on his gluttony. Perhaps because of the lack of a big heart knot, he finally dragged Tianshou's tail and Ning Dan succeeded. At this time, most of the fellow disciples who ridiculed him for being a big foodie back then have returned to dust, and they may have been reincarnated several times.

As a veteran foodie over 200 years old, Yunjing Daoist has not only cultivated a delicate tongue, but also practiced a good cooking skill that he is proud of.

After a while, he came out with a breakfast full of color and flavor.