Fang Shili and the woman in white walked side by side, walking together, she was a head taller than Fang Shili.

The woman kept her head bowed and remained silent.

Fang Shili could vaguely feel that the fierce momentum beside him was slowly rising. He couldn't help but sigh that after this woman was frustrated, not only did she not slack off at all, but she made a lot of progress again.

Although the fox demon woman had already let them go, Fang Shili still had a trace of happiness in his heart. He knew that the fox demon woman in the garden had no intention of letting herself go at all, and she noticed that the woman in white was outside, so she agreed to go out by herself, just to test herself. If she had murderous intent, she would naturally be able to crush herself to death as a matter of course. This is because she has the killing intent first, so if she makes a move, the little fox will naturally be unable to talk about the theory of killing the teacher.

The fox demon clan really has more than one trick than the human race, and their calculations are terrifying.

"Where are you going?"

In silence, the woman spoke lightly.

Fang Shili thought for a while: "About ten days northwest from here, there is a sect, I want to go there." ”

The woman pondered for a moment, "I haven't heard of this sect...... However, I don't know much about this place, and some omissions are normal. Now that you've got a place to go, I'll give you a ride. ”

After that, the iron sword behind her trembled slightly, and she was about to sacrifice.

Fang Shili hurriedly shook his head and said with a smile: "The ancients said, read ten thousand books, travel ten thousand miles. I hike on the road by myself, and all the scenery and experiences will become my harvest, so I don't have to bother the girl. ”

The woman in white was a little amused: "You are only a few years old to be able to say such things." But if you do this, I will not stop you. I'm the outer brother of the Sword Pavilion......"

"Oh, no. She suddenly tapped her head, "From now on, the cabinet will be the cabinet." ”

She looked at Fang Shili: "I am Luo Yu, a disciple of the Sword Pavilion Cabinet, if you come to the Sword Pavilion in the future, I will definitely not be without a response no matter what." ”

She carefully looked at Fang Shili from beginning to end, as if she wanted to remember him thoroughly: "Remember, I owe you two lives." ”

Then, without waiting for Fang Shili to speak, she raised the sword light and swayed away.

Fang Shili watched her leave, shook his head with a smile, and continued to move in the northwest direction.

He eats those unnamed rare fruits every day in the garden of the fox demon, and every day he feels that his physical condition is improving, and he is also full of energy.

The morning dew is slightly cool, and I only feel comfortable and refreshed when I walk on the mountain road.

After another eight or nine days, Fang Shili crossed the turbulent river, turned over the mountains that were still covered with snow, turned a rock wall like a knife, and when he looked up, a huge stone mountain gate built by the mountain suddenly met his eyes.

The whole body of this mountain gate is gray and white, and it has a simple atmosphere, as if it has experienced the baptism of countless years. The stone gate is covered with dense cracks, and even the stone skin has peeled off in many places, which looks spotted and quite shabby.

There are three big black characters in the book on the mountain gate: Forget the Life Sect!

These three words are nothing at first glance, but when you gaze at them a little, they seem to absorb people's hearts and souls, but they really have the meaning of "forgetting life".

Looking inside the door, the green hills inside are full of life, which is completely different from the scenery outside.

Seeing that the trip had reached the end, Fang Shili did not enter immediately. He retreated into the forest, found an inconspicuous place, dug a pit in the ground, buried the storage bag and the small tablet he had brought with him, and made a mark.

He is a mortal, if he enters the Forgotten Life Sect with these two treasures, he will inevitably be discovered by someone and remembered. Now find a place to hide them, and when you get a firm foothold in the Forgotten Life Sect, it's not too late to take them out. These are all his reliance on the path of immortality in the future, and there can be no mistakes.

After doing this, Fang Shili took a deep breath and walked towards the stone gate.

What he didn't know was that the moment he walked through the door, the emerald green leaves hidden in his sideburns suddenly flashed.

Walking on the bluestone-paved mountain path, Fang Shili watched the scenery of the sect in more detail. The surroundings are quiet, and you can see strange pines and thin cypresses, craggy and strange rocks, and lush vegetation everywhere among the green mountains and green waters. After walking for a quarter of an hour, you will see many pavilions, small courtyards of the Champs, and you can see wooden houses in the distance.

Fang Shili had only seen the scenery of the Sanskrit immortal family in the paintings of Fu Li before, but after all, it was in the paintings, how could he see it as immersive as this. At this time, while walking, I was amazed in my heart.

But there is one thing that is surprising, this journey, there is no one who has seen it. The immortal house that should be vibrant, but for some reason there was a bit of a decaying atmosphere in the air.

Just as he was wondering, he suddenly saw a white stone hall not far away, which looked out of place with other buildings. He walked to the front of the stone hall, which was also white and empty, with only a dozen black stone pillars in the huge space.

Perhaps it is the reason for these dozen or so pitch-black stone pillars, although the stone hall is white inside, it looks quite dim.

There was a pitch-black platform in the back of the stone hall, and a black and thin old man sat cross-legged on it.

The white walls behind the platform are covered with dense wooden signs. The first few rows are hundreds of red wooden signs, and below are white wooden signs, about thousands. Each wooden plaque is engraved with two or three characters that look like the name of a person.

Fang Shili raised his feet and stepped into the hall.

As soon as he entered the stone hall, the old man slowly opened his eyes.

He is already in his old age, with white hair and furrows on his face, but he is still in good spirits and his eyes are bright.

"Hey, you little doll, how did you get in?"

Fang Shili was a little confused about what he meant: "I came in from the mountain gate and walked all the way here." ”

The old man was suddenly furious, glared at his eyes and scolded: "Wang Wu, Wang Liu, these two rabbit cubs, punish them for ten years to look at the mountain gate still don't have a long memory, and they are lazy again! I'm afraid that one day someone will break through the sect, and I don't know yet!"

After that, he picked up a purple talisman in his hand, wiped it on, and shouted at it: "Find out the five kings and the six kings! After finding them, they will all be tied to the mountain gate for the old man, and one on the left and right sides!

The purple talisman turned into a purple light and swam out of the main hall.

Only then did the old man look at Fang Shili again, and he returned to his unfathomable appearance: "Boy, why did you come to me to forget your life?"

"I want to worship the Forgotten Life Sect, ask the immortals!"

"Oh?" the old man stared at Fang Shili carefully for a while, his eyes becoming sharp.

Fang Shili felt a great pressure, but he didn't take a step back, his eyes were still firm.

"I have spiritual roots in my body, and my mind is not bad, and I am a seedling of cultivation. The old man nodded, there was praise in his words, but he was a little hesitant: "But the time for my Forgetfulness Sect to open the mountain gate to accept disciples is far from coming, how should this be ......good?"

He lowered his head and thought for a long time with a sad face, and then picked up the purple talisman again, cast a spell and said to the talisman: "Senior brother, you come here, there is a tricky matter!" and then smiled at Fang Shili: "You wait a while, the person in charge will arrive in a while." ”

Only then did Fang Shili understand that it turned out that the Immortal Gate was not able to enter with cultivation talent, and it seemed that they recruited disciples every fixed period of time. In this way, I really can't worship this Forgotten Life Sect this time.

A gray light flew into the stone hall, revealing a person. I thought that this old man's senior brother would not be young, but I saw that this person was just a bearded man, seven feet long, burly and extraordinary. The big man landed on the ground, put a small banner into the storage bag, and without being verbose, he opened his mouth and asked, "What is the matter with calling me here?"

When the old man saw this big man, he unconsciously shrank back, as if he was a little afraid of him, and his old face was flattering: "Senior Brother Sun, look at this kid......"

Dahan looked towards Fang Shili, and suddenly said with some surprise: "Oh? He's actually a mortal, and he's not a disciple of his own sect?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" the old man said hurriedly. "This kid has just touched the mountain, and he wants to apprentice to the immortal. Although it is not the time to open the mountain gate to accept disciples, this kid has a good talent, do you think you want to accept him?"

Dahan didn't look at Fang Shili either. "If you have talent, why don't you accept it? Do you think we have too many geniuses in the Forgetting Life Sect? Grandma, none of the three thousand people can build a foundation, they are all waste! It makes Lao Tzu can only squat in this sect all day long, suffocating me!"

The old man didn't dare to talk, rubbing his hands and laughing.

"You can just look at this matter, and don't look for me for such trivial matters in the future. ”

The bearded man said that, he sacrificed the small banner again, and flew away without looking back, acting neatly.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and said in a loud voice: "Senior brother, go slowly!" Then he turned his head and said to Fang Shili: "You are lucky, you will be a disciple of my Forgotten Life Sect in the future!"

He took a white wooden plaque, no different from the ones hanging on the wall. "Boy, I don't know your name yet?"

"Ten miles square, square square, ten miles within a radius of ten miles. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. The old man nodded and wrote with his fingers on the wooden sign, and the words "Fang Shili" appeared on it.

When he finished writing, the old man turned around and hung the wooden plaque to the last of the thousands of wooden plaques. "I don't have any big rules in the Forgetting Life Sect, there are only two rules, you have to remember: don't betray your master, don't kill each other!"

The old man said, and with a flick of his robe, two things immediately appeared in front of Fang Shi. There is a white wooden plaque, which is exactly the same as the one hanging on the wall behind it, but the wooden plaque has the word "outside" written on it. There is also a thin booklet with the words: Forget to Die.

"This wooden plaque is the symbol of your outer sect disciples, and only by holding this card can you receive the treatment enjoyed by the disciples of your outer sect. As for this booklet, it is the decision of cultivating immortals. ”

After that, the old man said to the side: "Qingmu, don't cultivate, you can go." ”

Fang Shili only thought that there was only one old man in the stone hall, but he didn't expect that there was a woman in the corner. It was only because the black stone pillar was too large that she sat there motionless again, so Fang Shili entered the hall and did not find her until now.

The woman stepped out from behind the stone pillar, and her physiognomy was slowly revealed. Fang Shili looked over and saw that this woman was only twenty-eight years old, wearing a white dress, her skin was like snow, her face was beautiful, her temperament was elegant, and she gave people a sense of peace and comfort. As she stepped out of the darkness, it was as if the whole hall had become brighter.

For some reason, when Chu Yi saw this woman, Fang Shili's heart inexplicably produced a shallow throbbing, and his heartbeat couldn't stop accelerating.

He suddenly remembered an orchid.

When he was fourteen years old, he went into the mountains alone to pick herbs, but he saw a snow-white orchid among the cliffs. This orchid is like a poplar, the world is independent, quiet like a haze, looking at it from afar, like a stream of bright moon. He knew that this orchid was extraordinary, but he couldn't have the slightest idea of wanting to pick it, even though he and Fang Ransom could hardly afford to eat that year.

His heart rippled, and he felt that this orchid was the most beautiful thing in the world, and when he thought of it, he felt that nothing was as good as it. Therefore, Fang Shili did not dare to look at the orchid again, he said to listen to Mr. Teaching, and Mr. Teaching said that it was a demon and would be breathtaking.

But Fang Shili knew that it wasn't, it was just an orchid. For some reason, he felt that the woman in front of him was standing there, just like the swaying of the blue orchid.

A clear voice pulled him back to reality.

"Grandpa, what's the matter?"

"If you are obsessed with cultivation, you will go too far and easily hurt your state of mind. This is your new senior brother Fang Shilifang, you take him to get his clothes, and then pick a house for him. ”

"Fang Shili, this is Qing Mu, just like you, she is also an outer disciple, you can call her Senior Sister. ”

The woman turned her head to look at Fang Shili, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

Fang Shili looked at the woman's sheared eyes, I don't know if it was an illusion, there was a deep exhaustion in the depths of her eyes.

"Senior Brother Shili, come with me. The woman waved her hand, waved goodbye to the old man, and walked forward.

Fang Shili followed behind her.

Out of the main hall, the woman's figure suddenly stopped, and Fang Shili stumbled, almost hitting her.

"Senior sister?"

The woman turned around, looked at Fang Shili deeply, and shook her head halfway: "It's okay." ”

She turned back and walked back.

"Senior sister, I don't know how many disciples there are in the Forgotten Life Sect, why haven't I seen a single senior brother or sister along the way?"

"My sect has three hundred inner sect disciples and two thousand seven outer sect disciples, which is exactly three thousand. Now with you, it's three thousand and one. As for the fact that you can't see anyone when you come, it's because the sect master issued a ban a few years ago, and disciples are not allowed to enter and leave the mountain gate at will, so there are no disciples from the mountain gate to the Muwang Palace. ”

Qing Mu explained to him for a moment.

It turned out that a few years ago, the sect master of the Forgetful Life Sect deeply felt that the cultivation of the disciples under his disciples was low, and the highest among the three thousand disciples was the peak of condensation. So he overrode public opinion and ordered the mountain gate to be sealed, and only when some of the disciples in the sect had cultivated and built the foundation could the formation blocking the sect be solved. It's a pity that several years have passed, and no one has succeeded in building the foundation.

After hearing this, the corners of Fang Shili's mouth couldn't help but have a wry smile. His storage bag and stele were still hidden in the woods outside the sect, and he had planned to take them back in the future, but who knew that the sect master had set such a rule, but now he didn't know how long it would take to get them back.

While speaking, another stone hall fell into view, and the plaque of this hall was written with the word "sundries". Here I finally met the disciples of the Forgotten Life Sect, and I saw dozens of people in the hall coming and going, both men and women, all dressed in the same way as Qingmu.

Most of these people turned a blind eye to Fang Shili and the others, and a few people looked at Fang Shili's clothes with a little curiosity.

"In the future, in the sect, you must be like them and wear the robes of the sect. The outer sect disciples are white-robed, and the inner sect disciples are red-robed. Qing Mu said on the side.

"Senior brother, don't underestimate this palace of sundries. On weekdays, everything from the belonging of the spiritual veins of each peak to the distribution of monthly benefits, to the tasks of the sect and the degree of clothing and food, are all related to it. Qing Mu reminded carefully.

Fang Shili nodded: "Well, I know, thank you Senior Sister." ”

At this time, a slightly thin man who looked quite shrewd greeted him, nodded and said, "Senior Sister Shen, why do you have time to come to the Sundries Hall today?"

Only then did Fang Shili know that the surname of this woman named Qingmu was Shen.

"This is a new junior brother, I brought him to get his clothes and choose a place to live. ”

"Oh, it's actually a new disciple?" The shrewd man was also a little surprised, "Is the outer sect disciple token on you?"

"Yes. Fang Shili hurriedly took out the wooden sign with the word "outside".

"Well, yes, it's indeed a foreign sect token, senior sister, junior brother, please wait a while. So saying, he turned and walked to the back of the hall.

After a while, the shrewd man walked out with two white robes and a storage bag in his hand.

"Senior brother, as a disciple of the outer sect, I will give you a T-shaped house, two white robes of the outer sect, and a storage bag. In addition, every two months, the Sundries Hall will send you a bag of spiritual rice and a spiritual stone. ”

As he spoke, he handed the robe and storage bag in his hand to Fang Shili. "The immortal road is difficult, I hope you will condense the veins as soon as possible and share the worries of the sect!"

Fang Shili took the white robe with both hands, "Thank you Senior Brother for your encouragement!"

"Alright, now that everything is accounted for, my task is complete. Shen Qingmu chuckled, and then handed Fang Shili a dark yellow map.

"This is a map of the sect, and it shows all the houses. Although it is the worst T-shaped house assigned to you, the aura is enough for you to step into the condensation. This is the case for all new disciples, and when you reach a higher level of cultivation, you can participate in the triennial competition of the sect, where the ownership of the house is determined according to the ranking. ”

Fang Shili took the map.

"Senior brother, I still have to cultivate, so I won't accompany you. You have to remember that only when you condense your soul into the vein, can you truly step into the immortal path, otherwise even if you worship the immortal gate, everything will be a passing moment!" Shen Qingmu said.

"Yes, I remember. Fang Shili was grateful in his heart, if he didn't really think about him, Shen Qingmu didn't need to say these words.

Shen Qingmu nodded, and slowly walked back towards the road he had just come, as if he had always been in such a hurry.

Fang Shili lowered his head and looked at the map carefully. However, I saw that this map marked all the important places in the sect, such as the Lun Dojo, the Sutra Pavilion, the Refining Instrument Hall, the Pill Workshop, the Forgotten Life Terrace, and so on. In addition, there are a lot of house markings, about thousands, among which the sequence of A, B, C, and D has the most, and the most T-character, and the top A-character is only a few scattered.

One of the T-shaped houses was marked with a red mark, presumably a house assigned to him. So Fang Shili followed the direction shown on the map, and in less than half an hour, he found his house.

It is a wooden cottage with a sparkling stream in front of the door. Fang Shili stepped forward and pushed it open, only to hear a creak, and the door opened. Inside it was extremely simple, with only a bed, a table, a futon and a stove for a fire.

Fang Shili was quite satisfied, although it was the most inferior house, but at least it was much better than what he lived in Fangjia Village.

He had just put his robe and storage bag on the bed when he heard a knock at the door. Fang Shili opened the door of the house curiously, but saw that there was no one outside the door. If you look closely, there is a cloth bag on the ground, and when you open the bag, there is half a bag of rice inside.

Fang Shili knew in his heart, thinking that this was the spiritual rice that the senior brother of the Miscellaneous Goods Hall was talking about.

As for the spirit stone, I didn't see it. Maybe it was not yet time for the sect to distribute spiritual rice and spiritual stones, so he should have been worried that he had not eaten, so he sent some spiritual rice over first, so as not to starve.

At this time, it is already the third pole of the sun, so it is better to cook this spiritual rice and see how this immortal's rice is different from the rice he ate in Fangjia Village.

Things like lighting a fire and cooking are easy for the other party to do. In a short time, a small bowl of steaming rice was placed on the table, and the air was filled with the aroma of rice and a certain fresh taste, which made people's appetite move.

Fang Shili couldn't wait to send a chopstick to his mouth, this rice is really different from Fanmi. The rice grains are distinct, crystal clear, quite chewy, unusually sweet and abnormal, and the mouth is sweet. Fang Shili took another bite, and when he wanted to eat again, he found that he already felt full.

No wonder only this cloth bag of spiritual rice was given, it turned out that this spiritual rice was so hungry. Fang Shili looked at the bowl and saw that there was still half of the rice left, so he had to put down the chopsticks and save them for the next meal.

However, this spirit rice is still a little worse than the spirit fruit of the fox garden. Those spirit fruits will produce a warm current when they eat one limb and a hundred remains, and the effect is more obvious than this spirit rice.

Sitting on the bed after eating and drinking, looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, I feel a sense of impermanence. Just three months ago, he and Fang Ransom spent their days in Fangjia Village looking at the snow, and then went to the fox demon's mansion to spend the entire midwinter, but now he is in an immortal cultivation sect and has become its outer disciple. I don't know how long I will have to spend here and here.

Sighing for a moment, he simply didn't think about it, picked up the book of forgetting his life, opened it and read it. This booklet is only a few hundred words, but Yi Fang Shili's understanding is also obscure. It wasn't until he saw the low sun from noon that he reluctantly took his eyes off this forgetful decision.

In the past, in the study of the Fox Garden, he had read several books on spiritual practice, but they were all miscellaneous Taoist theories and the like. However, there is a mention of the realm of cultivation, and the first step is to condense the veins. Running through the nine veins and opening up the Danhai Sea, this is the foundation. Then there is the realm of Jindan, Yuanying, Zifu and Dao Palace.

After an afternoon of exploration, he had already made a general understanding of this immortal cultivation method, it turned out that the first step of condensing the veins was to feel the aura between heaven and earth, and then inhale the aura into his body in the way he recorded, and this first step was considered a success.

As for the talent of cultivating immortals, that is, the spiritual root in the mouths of everyone, it depends on whether your body can accommodate the spiritual energy. If the body rejects the aura, then there is no fate with the cultivation of immortals.

But it's not enough to absorb the aura, you still need to condense the aura in the heavens and the earth into your own spiritual power. When the first wisp of aura is generated in the meridians and operates, this is the first layer of the condensation vein. The first meridian does not need to be broken, so almost anyone who has a spiritual root can step into the first layer of the condensation vein, the difference is only in the length of time.

Fang Shili sat cross-legged on the bed as he said. The palms of the hands, the soles of the feet and the top of the head are all facing upwards, put on a posture with five hearts facing the sky, close your eyes, concentrate and calm your breath, and silently recite the hundreds of words of the Dharma in your heart, feeling the aura between heaven and earth.

Time passed slowly, and soon it was the middle of the night.

Fang Shili opened his eyes with a wry smile, he sat cross-legged for several hours, but it had no effect, he was still confused. And I kept my mental concentration, but I was already exhausted at this time, and I couldn't go on at all.

I thought of what the old man said to Shen Qingmu today: If you are too late, you will be sad.

Come to think of it, the cultivation of immortals can be accomplished overnight.

Fang Shili slept in his clothes, his mind still echoing with the hundreds of words of forgetting his life, and slowly fell into a dream.