But there was only one exception, and that was the taciturn young man.

He was broken to follow this group of people, but he just let them go, and never did anything hurtful.

In the past few days in the Taoist temple, he did a lot of things within his ability, cleaning the Taoist temple, scrubbing the Buddha statues, picking vegetables and cooking, unlike those who are lazy or only pick light work to do, he does all the work, whether it is rough work or tiring work, he tries his best to do it.

It's too boring to be in the watch, so the boss plays the spirit of finding fault if there is no problem, and he is still the watcher, so he naturally criticizes the younger brother and Ji Meng.

Of course, he also did a lot of excessive things, such as those thin young people who he didn't like to look at, and often didn't give them food.

Ji Meng would give the young man a little food while he was away.

In these few nights, Ji Meng gradually got to know this silent young man, and the young man wanted to stay, but Ji Meng refused.

The young man was puzzled, and Ji Meng only said four words: "The time has not yet come." ”

At this time, Ji Meng was eleven years old and the young man was eighteen years old, but the young man had a feeling that this teenager knew much more than himself.

On the morning of the fifth day, the sky finally cleared, the air was fresh and earthy, and wild flowers of various colors grew under the bluestone walls of the Taoist temple.

The red is pretty, the pink is lovely, the yellow is bright, the petals are fresh with dewdrops, the drought has passed, the earth is back, and new power is germinating.

The osmanthus tree in the view is delicate, the osmanthus in the yard is orange and red, beckoning bees and butterflies, the osmanthus fragrance is overflowing, a beautiful scenery.

Of course, these thieves were not in the mood or the ability to enjoy these beautiful scenery, so they picked up the guy and left the temple in a hurry without saying a word of gratitude or goodbye.

Of course, there was one person who was different from them, the thin young man gave a heavy salute, and then reluctantly left the Taoist temple.

However, the lean young man soon understood the true meaning of "the time has not come".

Two days later, the thieves were all dead, in an unnamed valley ten miles away from Taixuguan.

The youth were not shocked, because these people were innocent.

"Ziran, bury them......"

The swarthy young man walked up to Ji Meng and nodded.

He could be very sure that the young man in front of him was a real immortal cultivator, although he was not smart, but he was not stupid, from the time he entered the Taoist temple to the present, this young man showed calmness and calmness that he had never seen before.

Although the boy killed the thieves, he was not timid.

Two days ago, after watching these thieves descend the mountain, Ji Meng quietly followed them.

He was cautious and waited until two days had passed, when these people were far away from the void and he was going to do it.

He chose this remote nameless green mountain as their burial place.

"Ziran, do you think it's right for me to do this?" Ji Meng asked.

Ziran looked at these thieves who fell to the ground, thought of their bad deeds, and said indignantly: "These people burn, kill, loot, and do all kinds of evil, and each of them has blood on their hands. ”

"And this guy" Ziran pointed to the old avenue headed by him, "He killed the most people, and he also raped those women, and they died more than innocent......"

"Ziran, you're right, these people are not as good as beasts, they are not worthy of being humans, if we let them do evil, we will also become the accomplices of these people!"

After the two dug a pit and buried these people, Ji Meng said, "Ziran, what are your plans next?"

"I, I don't know ...... either"

"Ziran, it's useless to be good to these wicked people, but you can only endure it when you don't have the strength, right?"

Ziran nodded.

"So strength is very important, if you don't have power, you will be controlled by others, but if you want to gain strength, you have to go through difficulties and setbacks, are you afraid?"

Ziran pondered for a moment and said, "I'm not afraid." ”

"I'm younger than you, would you like to worship me as a teacher?"

Ziran was overjoyed, and hurriedly knelt on the ground: "The master is above, and the disciple is willing." ”

Ji Meng helped him up and said, "The man has gold under his knees, get up." ”

Although the other party is much younger than himself, Ziran knows that this young man's mind is very comparable, and he is meticulous and meticulous, and he is very good to him, so it is really suitable for him to be his master.

He just fled from his hometown, and he was forced to become a thief by these guys, which was really not his own will.

The days that followed were peaceful.

These thieves are inherently disgusting, so their disappearance has not been noticed by many people.

Except for the fact that there was an extra dark-skinned young man who was too imaginary, there was nothing special about it.

Of course, the pilgrims who came to the Taixu Temple always saw a very special scene, a tall young man always followed behind a young man, not only respecting him very much, but also calling him a master.

Although Ji Meng finally has a disciple, and Ji Meng is no longer just a person, Ji Meng is still living the same life as usual.

Ji Meng really didn't read it wrong, this young man named Ziran would suffer just as much as himself.

Due to the arrival of the thieves in those days, the rice in the rice jar in the Chu Mansion and the wild vegetables in the backyard fields were all eaten, and they had to go to Xing'er Village, which was twenty miles away from Taixuguan, to exchange some rice.

Fortunately, Ji Meng has accumulated some copper coins, so that he will not be unable to exchange rice.

The life in the view is pure, although Ji Meng has a high understanding, it is the first time to be a master.

Ziran endured hardships and stood hard work, and organized the Taoist temple in an orderly manner, and Ji Meng saw his own shadow in him.

But there is one point, although Ziran is several years older than him, he is not very literate.

So he had no choice but to take out the previous way of observing the Lord and let Ziran read the scriptures.

Spring goes to autumn, and a year has passed in a blink of an eye.

This year, Ji Meng was twelve years old.

He didn't grow much taller, but the ascension of his realm was unexpected.

In just one year, he broke through from the Qi Cultivation Realm to the Foundation Building Realm, and it was also the Foundation Building Realm.

He didn't know how fast and terrifying his progress was, even in the entire Immortal Fall Continent, there were very few people who could do this.

He has no one to compare with, so naturally he doesn't care too much.

Moreover, he also thinks that his cultivation progress is slow, because in the "Lingxuan Sutra", he sees the never-ending immortal path of immortal cultivators.

He often fantasizes about that day, turning his hands into clouds, covering his hands into rain, with the stars as companions, and competing with the sun and the moon, what kind of magnificent scene it was.

Nai Lingqi such as the body and there is a practice of qi, stored in the dantian and then build the foundation, the five internal organs and six organs are transparent and condensed, the power of the sun and the moon is perceived and then rotated, and then such as the realm of the spiritual void, the body above the spiritual void and the earth are compatible with the valley, the mind can be separated into the clutch, after the clutch of the void, the emptiness of the gods, the gods of the gods, the moyuan purified and the heavenly enlightenment, and the final realization of the sage.......

The road is long, and I will go up and down to seek.......