The clear spring flows outside the window, the breeze brings the peach trees, the scenery outside the window is picturesque, but the Yang Quan in the house is full of redness.

It had been three days since he came to this medicine garden, and it had been two days since he had cultivated the Spirit Control Technique, and Yang Quan could barely do it, raising a pig iron flying sword and moving slowly.

Although when he was cultivating, in order to use the power of his divine consciousness as much as possible, his face was extremely hideous, but because the effect was really obvious, he also admitted it, anyway, no one could see it when he practiced here, so it didn't matter.

He has been called a black-faced monk many times behind his back, and he has already seen it in his heart.

There was the sound of a wooden bucket drawing water outside the window, and Yang Quan didn't need to look to know that it was the maids outside, who were fetching water and preparing to cook. The three of them are all monks in the foundation building period, and they have reached the point where they can open the valley, as long as the spiritual energy is sufficient, it doesn't matter if they don't eat for a year or two, but those people outside are all cultivators in the qi refining period, and they can't do it.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, dressed in a light veil, laboriously beat the water out of a wooden bucket by the side of the creek, and then staggered back to the kitchen down the mountain. The clear spring water wet the girl's clothes, but Yang Quan shook his head slightly when he saw it in his eyes, and continued to practice spirit control techniques.

Although it was very difficult to cultivate, and it looked ugly, Yang Quan was still cultivating very seriously, because the effect was indeed very good, he could clearly feel that his divine sense was becoming condensed, this feeling was indescribable, but the feeling was indeed very real, and the power of his divine sense was indeed increasing rapidly.

Life here is very leisurely, Yang Quan sometimes works hard to practice spiritual control techniques, eats some dried fruits brought by himself when he is free, drinks some spiritual tea or something, and sleeps every ten days, there is really a feeling of boundless joy in life.

He lives in this attic, as if he has returned to the life of an otaku for a while in his previous life.

...

"Whew!"

A clumsy flying sword flew out of the attic and kept shuttling around the peach blossom tree outside the window. Yang Quan's soul control technique has been mastered a little, and a flying sword is extremely dexterous, stringing up all the falling peach blossoms.

The peach blossoms outside the window fell, and before he knew it, Yang Quan had been in this medicine garden for four months, and the power of his divine sense had increased a lot, even if it was a pig iron flying sword that had not been refined at all, it could be used so smartly.

This spiritual control technique has been practiced to this level, and it can barely be regarded as a small achievement in the first-level realm, there are a total of five layers of spiritual control technique, and if you can command eight pig iron flying swords to fly like this at the same time, then even if the first layer is perfect, and as long as the first layer is perfect, then it is enough to cultivate to the late stage of foundation building, at least in terms of divine consciousness, it will not delay the cultivation as a hindrance.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl monk carried a wooden bucket and a lunch box to the mountain spring next to the three attics, and then bowed deeply to the attic in the direction of Yang Quan.

In this medicine garden, most of the monks stationed in the academy will choose to retreat and practice, whether it is a secret technique or a law decision, but for Yang Quan, there is no need for retreat when practicing the spirit control technique, so among the three attics, only his side is always open, and those maids in the qi refining period come here to fetch water every time they cook, although Yang Quan has opened the valley, but after a long time, he still wants to eat some normal food.

Therefore, more than two months ago, he made a deal with these maids, exchanging spirit stones for worldly food, after all, the dried fruits and other foods he brought were running out.

The girl took the spirit stone and smiled at the attic, looking full of charm. Yang Quan sighed slightly, he understood what these maids meant, who likes to go near and far when he cooks to fetch water, obviously he can get spring water at the foot of the mountain, why do he have to come here? And he is still wearing a gauze when he fetches water?

But clearly, Yang Quan doesn't plan to do anything, for immortal cultivators, the most lacking thing is the resources of cultivating immortals, these maids are all good-looking, but with poor qualifications, hoping to get the favor of the "seniors", so as to obtain immortal cultivation resources.

Yang Quan doesn't like this kind of person who is so utilitarian, but he doesn't hate or prejudice, because all immortal cultivators can't give up a lot of things for the sake of cultivating immortal resources?

It's just that some people can give up safety and comfort to work and take risks for the sake of cultivating immortal resources, while some people can give up their dignity and body for the sake of cultivating immortal resources. Yang Quan understood their choice, but he didn't like it.

Yang Quan opened the food box, all kinds of dishes in it were full of color, flavor and flavor, he was very satisfied, and was about to start eating, but found that the girl was still in place and did not leave.

"Is there something wrong?" Yang Quan asked, could it be that he gave less spirit stones? Impossible, a dozen spirit stones for a worldly meal, this price is definitely sky-high.

The girl in the gauze dress picked a peach and made a dedication gesture and faced the attic where Yang Quan was. Yang Quan shook his head, Deacon Liu secretly told them about this matter, which meant that he was willing to serve as a concubine in exchange for immortal cultivation resources.

Yang Quan walked to the attic, revealing his figure, and then slowly shook his head, the girl showed a disappointed look, and turned to leave. Yang Quan's heart was quite touched, whether in his previous life or in this life, this was the first time that a woman had shown her heart to him.

Of course, this can't be regarded as a show of love, Yang Quan knows in his heart that whether in his previous life or in this life, his appearance is very ordinary, and he doesn't know how to speak, and he has never been the kind that attracts women.

This girl's purpose is too strong, and the love he longs for in his heart is too far away, even if her appearance makes Yang Quan's heart move, it is true...

"Alas... I..."Yang Quan laughed self-deprecatingly, he had been a human being in two lives, and after going through so much, he knew what he wanted.

What I once longed for is now in front of me, but my heart is full of resistance. He let out a long breath, dispelled the depression in his heart, and continued to practice the spirit control technique, if he was controlling a pig iron flying sword now, then it would not be a big problem, it was agile and accurate, but if he controlled four flying swords at the same time, it would be very difficult.

Time flies like a white horse, and two months have passed in a blink of an eye, the girl has not come to the attic again, and the water and cooking have been completed at the foot of the mountain, it seems that Yang Quan clearly refused last time, which made them completely dead.

But that's okay, Yang Quan didn't mean to look down on them in his heart, but the choices of these people were a little disdainful in his heart, maybe the values were different.

What they felt could be discarded and exchanged for cultivation resources was precisely what Yang Quan thought was the most precious thing in women.

Half of the time has passed since the mission of stationing in the medicine garden, and in the past six months, it has been the most comfortable day he has lived in the world of cultivating immortals, without the demon beasts coming to disturb him, he is here every day to practice spirit control and look at the scenery. The irritability caused by the anger that was caused by the anger before has also been alleviated in the past six months.

Calm and peaceful, in the world of cultivating immortals, such an environment is really a bit rare.

"For the remaining six months, I hope it will be so calm. Yang Quan thought in his heart.