On the second day, maybe the old man's medicine was very effective, and his health was already good.

After putting on the clothes given by the old man and opening the door of the house, I saw the old man sitting in the middle of the courtyard with an axe to chop wood, and hummed in his mouth: "The mysterious, the ancestor of nature, and the great sect of all things." It is also deep, so it is called micro. It is far away, so it is called Miaoyan......"

After singing a short paragraph, he saw Fang Yunzhi standing at the door in a daze, and waved with a smile: "Why is Xiaoyou standing at the door, come over and let me see if the injury is healed!"

Hearing the old mantra just now, he was fascinated and couldn't help but ask: "Isn't Old Uncle Mo a fairy hidden in the mountains?"

Swinging an axe again, he chopped a piece of wood, and the old man wiped his sweat, "How can a country wild man be a fairy!"

"How is it that there is a mantra that fascinates me so much?"

The old man put down the axe in his hand and replied: "This is taught by a master on the mountain, he said that seeing that I am lonely and widowed on weekdays, he will pass on a copy of "Hug Puzi" and tell me to read it every day. ”

"If you want to say that the master of the immortal is really a god, it is really enviable to see the disciple of the master driving auspicious clouds or driving a flying sword by chance!"

The old man seemed to see the disciples who drove the clouds in the past, and he looked envious!

"It's still early today, why don't we go up the mountain to find the immortals and learn an immortal method?" Fang Yun proposed.

The old man waved his hand again and again, "When I was young, I also went up the mountain, but unfortunately I was lost in the mountain, and those disciples sent me out of the mountain and told me that his way had nothing to do with me!"

The old man sighed again, quite lost!

"The old fairy on the mountain said that those who are small can learn the side door, and then they can learn the fairy way, if the fate goes further, it is a pity that they have no chance with me!"

What the old man said was quite magical, and what fate made Fang Yun very excited.

I couldn't resist the curiosity in my heart, Fang Yun said goodbye to the old man: "Uncle, I will go up the mountain today to apprentice to learn immortals, if I don't have a chance to come to the next day, I will bring a gift here to repay the grace of saving my life yesterday!"

"Why don't you have lunch and then leave?" The old man retained.

Fang Yun shook his head, "The young man is hungry in the mountains, I'll go!"

waved and left the old man's thatched hut step by step!

That mysterious mountain looks like an ordinary mountain, but the more you go inside, the more strange it becomes.

All kinds of birds stand in the treetops rhythmically like humming some songs, and all kinds of bright and beautiful unknown spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses are planted at the foot of the mountain!

After walking for several miles, a small path paved with stone slabs does not know where it leads, accompanied by green bamboo on both sides of the path, and there are unknown spirit beasts playing and playing, and the air is filled with the refreshing fragrance of flowers.

Follow the stone path step by step to the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain is quite flat, and there is a dojo hall on the ground.

There is no door link at the door of the museum, but there is a stone tablet standing in front of the door at random, which reads "Xuanyue Cave", which is the name of the museum!

The door of the hall was closed, Fang Yun was curious, forgot the etiquette, and pushed the door open.

With the sound of "ah", Fang Yun entered it and saw a crane on the stone platform in the center of the hall sitting on the futon.

I saw him wearing a black and white robe, wearing a lotus crown on his head, holding an immeasurable dust whisk and stepping on ten square shoes on his feet, what a living old fairy!

The old Taoist priest stopped preaching because of Fang Yun's harassment, and his eyes seemed to be open, and he said, "Where did you come from, bastard, disturb me and wait for Qing Xiu!"

Looking at the dozens of disciples around him staring straight at him, Fang Yun was nervous and hurriedly knelt down, "Teacher, don't be angry, I heard that there are immortals on the mountain who specially came to ask the immortals to ask!"

Lao Dao was not annoyed, but he just said with a normal expression: "You came up the mountain to have a relationship with me, where are you and what is your name?"

Fang Yun said sincerely: "The kid has left the country in the south, and the name of the person in the Wuhou Mansion is Fang Yun!"

"It's a good place for outstanding people!" the old Taoist priest nodded and said, "If you are destined to me, you can naturally enter my sect and be a registered disciple, but if you collide with our Qing cultivation, you will be punished for chopping wood and cooking every day for three years, okay?"

Fang Yun was overjoyed, if it only took three years to learn the Immortal Law by chopping wood every day, what was there to be dissatisfied, so he immediately agreed again and again.

Fang Yun was the youngest and came at the latest, so he found a futon to sit at the back, but although Xuan Yue preached very mysteriously when he first came, he couldn't understand a word, so he was bored and could only count the number of people in the hall to relieve his boredom.

There are as many as forty-nine "one, two, and three ......."

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the sermon to end, and a person claiming to be a senior brother came and led Fang Yun to the room!

The elder brother's name is She Lidao Qingyu, just call him Qingyu.

"We and other cultivators have long stopped eating grains, you just need to take care of your share, but the teacher's explanation must not be ignored, every day you go to the mountains to cut down three green bamboos, and carry a tank of water!"

There are many houses in the mountains, Qingyu said that you can choose one at random, but you need to clean it yourself.

Walking to a fairyland behind the mountain seems to put Fang Yun in the painting, with pavilions, strange flowers and plants, rare birds and beasts.

It's just that although the picture is beautiful, no one appreciates it!

I chose a cottage on the mountainside, fortunately, there is everything in it, and I don't have to worry about having nowhere to buy daily necessities!

"Senior Brother Fang Yun, Senior Brother Fang Yun!"

There was a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, I saw a handsome senior brother standing outside the door!

"Senior Brother Qingchen!" Fang Yun saluted.

"Senior brother, we don't need to be polite, we can be regarded as fellow villagers!" Qingchen was very refreshed.

"Senior brother is also from the south of the country?" Fang Yun was a little looking forward to meeting a fellow villager.

"I am from Qi country, I have been here for more than ten years, and I am very happy to see countries similar to me!"

"Qi Country is not far from here, why don't you go back and take a look?" Fang Yun was a little puzzled, thinking that it would only take a few hours for these people to ride the wind and clouds back and forth.

"Senior brother doesn't know, it's easy for us to go down the mountain, but if we go down the mountain, there will be no chance to come up, how can we give up if we finally have such an opportunity!" Qingchen was also disappointed, but where is there a perfect thing in life, immortality is not yet expected, and he doesn't want to go down the mountain easily.

Hearing Qingchen's words, Fang Yunxin said Fortunately, if the idea of going down the mountain was completely dispelled, it would be better to wait until he had learned something before going down the mountain.

......

Although the senior brother on the mountain didn't have to eat or sleep, Fang Yun needed him so much that he had to carry a firewood knife to chop firewood and cook.

Originally, I thought that chopping firewood was very easy, but I didn't know that even if Fang Yun's body was strong, wielding a firewood knife could only leave a shallow mark on the bamboo.

By the time the three trees were cut down and they were already tired, Fang Yun felt that this chopping wood was even more tiring than experiencing a big war, which was true.

Hang the bamboo on the wall outside the room, and then walk to the kitchen, where the firewood is enough for two days.

Make a fire to cook, everything is available in the kitchen, vegetables and fruits are fresh, and I don't know how these things are preserved when no one cooks!