The life of cultivating immortals has begun.

Qian lay on the bed with his arms on his nine pillows, looking out the window:

The full moon hangs high, the bamboo sea listens to the waves, and there is a big mountain that reaches the sky in the distance, and it is Qingcheng to come.

I don't know if there is a little lady surnamed Bai - Qianyongjiu is in a good mood, after all, he has lived for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and he has come to a world of cultivation that is simply a dream!

With this satisfaction, he fell asleep soundly.

In the dream, he flew to the sky, turned the earth upside down, burned the mountains and boiled the sea. He stood above the clouds and smiled proudly, laughing wantonly, laughing wildly.

Just when he was in a big font shape and dreaming with a smile on his face, Qiu Xiaozhou's voice exploded in his ears: "Hey, little uncle, get up!"

Qian Yongjiu rubbed his eyes, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses: "Senior nephew, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter?" Qiu Xiaozhou pursed his lips: "Uncle Xiao, have you forgotten? I'll see you in the mountain after three o'clock in the morning, I've been waiting for a long time and haven't seen you coming!"

Only then did he remember it, and he was suddenly embarrassed.

How can this be? We have slackened before we have even started, and we can't do such a child's play on the cultivation of truth. Dry with nine, dry with nine, you cheer me up!

After doing some self-examination, Qian got up and washed up neatly, and followed Qiu Xiaozhou to the back mountain.

There is a clearing in the bamboo forest, and under the moonlight, Zhang Jingchen's white-clothed long sword is really a fairy atmosphere.

Qian Yongjiu smiled awkwardly: "Senior nephew, I'm late." I'm sorry. ”

Zhang Jingchen's eyes moved slightly, and his face was displeased: "Uncle Xiao, you are an elder, so I shouldn't punish you." But after all, I am the head of the teacher in terms of identity, how can you be worthy of the master's heart if you are so slack in your homework? After all, it is my master who wants to accept apprentices on behalf of the master, and without him, I am afraid that you would still be on the road of being rejected by the mountain. ”

Qianyongjiu was extremely embarrassed, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

But his silent expression fell in Zhang Jingchen's eyes, but it became: The genius who has never met is really too arrogant, and he can't even stand such a reprimand.

Just when he was about to come to another big set of Xiaozhi to reason and move with emotion, he only heard the sound of breaking the sky, and Mo Liuyun came like a fairy stepping on the top of the bamboo forest.

She floated in front of Qian Yongjiu, her face full of anger: "Little uncle, you have done a good thing!"

Qian Yongjiu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Xindao, two is not enough, and another one reprimands me?

But when his gaze fell on Mo Liuyun's fingers, he couldn't help but ask, "Senior nephew, what's wrong with your hand? Is it injured? Does it matter? I also have a little research on herbal medicine, let me help you take a look." ”

"Alas, the senior sister practiced the sword and cut her own hand, and she almost lost her fingers. Qiu Xiaozhou's mouth is fast, "Your hexagram is really accurate." Senior sister scared you, you scolded her for being unreasonable, and as a result, you see, all day long, she was pecked by the geese, and even I haven't scratched myself for so many years of practicing kendo, and my senior sister actually ......."

"Shut up!" Mo Liuyun curled his finger at Qiu Xiaozhou's head, "Flash to the side, don't get in the way!"

"But I'm the one who teaches the homework today...... Okay, it's good for people to leave, why are you so angry?"

Qian Yongjiu felt that he was a little wronged, and kindly risked being struck by lightning to send you a hexagram as a meeting gift, how could it become a scolding? However, today he was late and had a bad attitude, and he was the one who was at fault.

So he didn't argue either.

But he didn't say anything, and Mo Liuyun and Zhang Jingchen both had some headaches.

Especially Zhang Jingchen, he muttered in his heart, Master, your cheap junior brother is a little difficult, and he can't listen to the slightest rebellious words!

In that case, then don't blame me for being ruthless!

Just as Zhang Jingchen was about to move his mouth, Mo Liuyun suddenly took out a bamboo slip from his arms: "Uncle Xiao's heart to the Tao is so weak, even if I wait for no matter how dedicated I am, it will be in vain." In this case, you can take this book of "The Essence of Refining and Refining Qi" to comprehend it yourself. ”

After that, she turned around and left as she threw down a sentence: "If Uncle Junior can't refine his qi, don't blame me for the strict discipline of the Heartless Sword Sect!"

Qian gabbled his mouth with nine words, but after all, he couldn't help but ask.

After all, it was my own mistake, so how could I be embarrassed to blame her for not lecturing? Although she said that she had entered the sect, she still taught by correspondence, which was indeed a little unpleasant.

Zhang Jingchen only thought that he was unhappy with his nine hearts, and it stands to reason that he should give a jujube to eat if he hit a stick, so he slowed down his expression and said with a pleasant face: "Little uncle, don't blame junior sister, she is also good for you." Although you are an uncle in terms of seniority, she is already more than 130 years old, and I am over 400 years old. ”

"It's a bit inappropriate for my nephew to say that. ”

The second half of the sentence is that there is no elder or younger, and the one who achieves it is the first. Teach how you want to teach.

But Zhang Jingchen didn't give him a chance to say it at all, and immediately explained - he was afraid that this little uncle would really be angry and hold himself up, throw up his sleeves and leave.

"After all, Uncle Xiao has never been in contact with the cultivation realm, and he still doesn't know anything about the way to cultivation. In this way, I make my own opinion, as long as the junior uncle cultivates a true qi, this level will be passed. ”

Qian Yongjiu nodded: "How long does it take to cultivate true qi?"

How can I answer you, some people can't fix it in a lifetime, and some people can do it in a few years or even months. Even if you're a genius, why don't you have a month?

Zhang Jingchen pondered for a moment, but still felt that he couldn't give a time limit.

If the given is short, he will think that we are deliberately making things difficult, and I am afraid that he will have the intention of retreating. gave it for a long time, but it couldn't achieve the goal of defeating his arrogance.

So, Zhang Jingchen, who is good at bluffing, opened his mouth and came: "Cultivating the truth is an ethereal way, and there is no certainty." I have heard that some people do not practice qi, Taoism, or swordsmanship, and roam between mountains and rivers on a green ox every day, watching the sunrise over the sea of clouds and the clouds like fire at night. But guess what? He once realized the way of heaven and soared day by day. ”

"So, Uncle Junior, I don't set the time limit for this first homework, just experience it yourself. ”

Dry with nine babbling words: I thought that cultivating immortals was like what was said in the novel, a retreat is thousands of years - the so-called cultivation of truth has no time. But according to what my nephew said, can it be so simple?

He didn't even set a time limit, apparently because he was afraid that I would lose confidence. Since my nephew is caring, then I have to take it seriously and devote myself wholeheartedly, and I must not pull my hips!

So, Qianyongjiu, who had made up his mind, turned around and left.

He was in a hurry to comprehend the Qi Refining Method.

But his style fell in Zhang Jingchen's eyes, but it was a completely different meaning. He opened his mouth, stretched out his hand, and put it down again:

Is Uncle Xiao angry or afraid?

It's too much, it's too much, this bull is a little too big - I'm afraid it not only hits his arrogance, but also loses his confidence, right?

He began to appreciate the difficulties of his master, Dongwei Daoren.

Just as he was about to go back to discuss with his junior disciples what to do next, he saw that the little uncle suddenly turned back and asked with a serious face, "Senior nephew, is there a hot spring near Zuo?"

Finished.

Zhang Jingchen sighed secretly, Uncle Xiao was really hit, and he planned to give up on himself.

What kind of hot springs do you want to soak in at this moment?

Perhaps, though, um...... Will he figure it out after taking a bath and relaxing?

"Under the crane hill, there is a valley and a hot spring ten miles to the north. Uncle ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the little uncle was already rushing towards the bottom of the mountain in a hurry.

Sad...... Zhang Jingchen sighed.