"This is a mountain for cultivating immortals..."

Lu Ping began to complain again, he was holding a sickle in his hand, and his wrist from mowing grass hurt.

Chen Changan nodded, thinking deeply, at least there must be some nurseries and some medicinal herbs.

Then raise a few rare birds and beasts, and make up for them from time to time, which is the right way to cultivate immortals.

One of these two people is the little king next door who loves to eat overlord meals, and the other is a white prostitute who smells the fragrance and gets off the horse and doesn't give money, which is not a good thing.

But they have one thing in common, that is, they are not lazy.

Qingle lay on the branches in the courtyard, watching the two people busy, and the two fluffy white tails behind him swept back and forth.

After experiencing a catastrophe, the relationship between the three people is already very close, and the little demon fox's smart eyes have a shallow smile.

A light breeze blew, and she stretched out her paws comfortably, jumped down from the branches, and began to work.

Xuanyu Daoist nodded secretly in the hall, it was really right to accept apprentices, and he had already accepted apprentices before.

After a whole day of busy work and a few light body prints, the courtyard finally looked a little bit at sunset.

"Oh no!" Lu Ping wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted, "Patronized the yard and forgot where we lived." ”

Chen Changan also raised his forehead and said: "That's why I often tell you that if you are afraid of the word 'serious' in the world, you are afraid." Well, we'll be full-fledged monks in the future, so let's rest here for the night. ”

Push the door in, and sure enough, there is a musty smell here.

The room is also relatively simple, with tables, chairs and beds, and there is nothing next to it.

The three of them looked at each other, shook their heads together, and walked out.

"We who learn the Tao have to endure all kinds of hardships, the so-called hardships in the suffering, in order to become immortals, let's give full play to the spirit of hardship and hard work, in this courtyard, with the sky as the quilt, with the earth as the bed, let's sleep. ”

Qingle had already turned into a little fox, curled up for sleeping, and with these two people by her side, she slept quickly.

Lu Ping said angrily: "I said Xiao Wang, you have a lot of great truths, one set at a time, it sounds like a saint." If I hadn't remembered clearly, I would have thought that it wasn't you who was thrown out of the restaurant that day. ”

"It's good to know, everything in the world is theory plus practice, and becoming a god and an immortal is no exception. I have already cultivated my theory to the Great Perfection, and I am not close to practicing it. Be with me more, and you will have a chance to cleanse your dirty heart. ”

"Fuck your uncle!"

In the past few days, I have not had a good night's sleep at all, and the two of them are gagging, and soon there will be a slight snoring.

Chen Changan fell asleep in a daze, and a seed appeared in his dream, which exuded vitality.

All around it, there are strange colors flashing, and various halos set it off very brightly.

Chen Changan slowly approached, and suddenly the seeds began to fall to the ground, and the earth became trembling.

The roots spread like madness, clutching the earth tightly, and the ground was full of knotted roots.

Slowly grew into a big tree, an inch... Ten inches... It is 100 zhang high, and it has not stopped growing.

"If the sky is in my way, I will break the sky!"

With an angry shout, the momentum was like thunder, Chen Changan sat up with a loud voice, wheezing for breath.

He sat up straight, his breathing slowly calmed down, and a ray of moonlight sprinkled down and spread out in the small courtyard. Lu Ping beside him slept in an ugly position, Qingle was very well-behaved, and he was not woken up by himself.

Chen Changan was puzzled, but he just glanced at why that seed could leave such a deep impression on him.

Cultivators, the day to see the sea, night to see the stars, spirit beasts and goblins, to the moon, the heaven and the earth, all have gains.

Every time I think about that seed and feel the surging thoughts of it at that time, I will mobilize the spiritual power of my whole body and rush in the sea of qi, which is better than ten days of penance.

Chen Changan's body was completely excited, and he lost his sleepiness, holding his cheeks and looking at the sky.

There was silence all around, and there was a faint sound of insects chirping from an unknown place, one, two, low cuts, and the moonlight was like water, sprinkled on his body.

He looked up at the sky, and saw the stars and the moon in the sky, bright and bright.

"What kind of seed is it?"

Thinking about it, his head was about to explode, shaking his head, Chen Changan was no longer entangled, took out the "Taiyi Righteous Qi Decision" given by Xuanyu during the day, and cultivated.

This is the introductory method of the Taihua Sect, and it is the same as the exercises of Bamboo Slip and Yun Qi, which are all introductory methods.

The suitable people are Chen Chang'an, Lu Ping, and other qi refiners.

Chen Changan carefully compared them and found that these exercises were all similar, and there was almost no difference.

He originally thought that in a place like the top of the monk world, the Taixu Palace, the introductory exercises would be much better.

But now it is found that the bamboo slips of the Taixu Palace are not as detailed as those of the Taihua Sect.

In fact, he didn't know that in the ancient flood and famine, those major cultivators and scattered immortals did not have a successful method.

They can still rely on their own groping and cultivation, ask to become immortals, and live forever.

In the final analysis, the so-called exercises are all trivial, and for monks, talent, chance, and aura are the most important.

This is completely contrary to his thoughts that have been poisoned by his previous life, and it is no wonder that he is so obsessed with the exercises.

The power of the ancient desolation, each of them has its own unique killing move, because this is their own self-created move after the realm has gone up.

Now that the aura is depleted, people have no choice but to follow the steps and sum up a set of exercises that make the most effective use of the limited aura to cultivate to a higher realm.

In this world, there have never been two people who are exactly the same. Therefore, everyone's aura is also different, such as Yun Qi's Paiyun Palm, which is a lethal move for ordinary people, and Chen Chang'an is a group treatment when he hits out.

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Time flies.

It has been three months since he went up the mountain in a blink of an eye, and the Xuanyu Daoist is really worthy of being recognized as the first lazy person in the Taihua Sect.

Fortunately, the three of them are all art masters, and each has their own cultivation methods.

In today's small courtyard, there are three more huts, all of which were built by Chen Changan and Lu Ping, who cut down trees from the back mountain and built them themselves.

The three of them practiced separately and helped each other, and they were happy, and it was really the quiet cultivation of immortals that Chen Changan had dreamed of.

In the past three months, his aura has been surging, and he is about to advance again.

For three months, no one bothered him, not even a single Xuanyu.

Early in the morning, Chen Changan took Lu Ping and prepared to go to the back mountain to catch a few spirit rabbits and raise them in the yard to breed.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the sky overhead, and two white lights galloped from the west, and after a flash of light, two people appeared, both wearing Taoist robes, and their white clothes were fluttering, very handsome.

"Is Uncle Xuanyu here?"