On this day, Ye Fan chopped five bundles of dry firewood early, found a shady place, ate a bite of old ginseng, closed his eyes and sat down cross-legged, feeling the wonderful breath around him surging towards him. He didn't hurry and began to breathe and breathe, at this time he was already very proficient in cultivating breathing, and he didn't panic at the beginning.

On weekdays, he also cultivated like this, cutting down the firewood every morning, and cultivating in the forest, until the evening he made a tired look, and returned to the miscellaneous servant to get food, it is worth mentioning that in these three months, the hunting trap he made never caught the prey again, and even the hair of the prey was not seen. Now that I think about it, his luck in catching pheasants was really good, in this mountain forest, not to mention what kind of game, even wild fruits are very rare, but from time to time he will find one or two precious herbs.

The unexpectedly obtained herbs can be handed over to Wang Dazhi according to the degree of preciousness of the herbs, and he will exempt them from the task of one or more days according to the preciousness of the herbs, so that they can have food without working, and the miscellaneous disciples who often have a benefit will give up chopping wood or other work, specifically looking for herbs, and then most of them will come back hungry for a few days to continue to complete the daily task, herbs can be said to be hard to find, especially precious herbs are rare on the hills of the miscellaneous servants, Ye Fan once found a spirit grass, handed over to Wang Dazhi in exchange for three days without working。

He is used to the current life, whether he chops wood or not means little to him, he can use beads to constantly copy the meal, just to hide people's eyes, he will go out early and return late every day to chop wood, but most of his time is spent on cultivation.

Seeing that the sky was darkening, Ye Fan, as usual, returned to the miscellaneous servant with an axe, and came to Wang Dazhi's house, and saw Wang Dazhi kneeling cross-legged on the futon, swallowing clouds and spitting fog between the two white mist rolling between his mouth and nose, and his heart was full of envy.

Three years ago, Wang Dazhi was an inner disciple of the sect, and he had the cultivation of the sixth layer of qi refining at a young age, and he was also a leader among the inner disciples, but because of the anger of the year, the steward disciples of the Xishan Miscellaneous Service Office at that time were disabled, and in the sect, in addition to the legitimate competition, it was taboo for the disciples to kill each other, and the sect remembered that Wang Dazhi was talented, and he was reluctant to expel him from the division, so he was demoted to an outer disciple, and let him take charge of the Xishan Miscellaneous Service.

Faced with such an arrangement, Wang Dazhi was very unconvinced, and demoted him to an outer disciple, just use his ability to complete more tasks of the sect, and the monthly cultivation resources are enough for him to cultivate, but let him be a miscellaneous servant, he can only have no free time in the miscellaneous service every day, and he cannot accept the tasks issued by the sect, and there is no cultivation resources without tasks, so he has raised objections to the sect many times.

In the end, the sect remembered Wang Dazhi's outstanding talent, so he asked him to cultivate a disciple in the Qi refining period in the miscellaneous service department before he could leave the miscellaneous service office. Because of this, every year when a new miscellaneous disciple came to the miscellaneous service, he would inspect it, and judging from his experience, those people had a greater chance of entering the Qi refining period.

After disappointment again and again, among the batch of miscellaneous disciples who just came this year, Ye Fan attracted his attention, the new disciples who came to the miscellaneous service in the past looked like rich children, and they were useless, only Ye Fan made him faintly see the hope of leaving the miscellaneous service.

"How's your cultivation going?"

Ye Fan wanted Wang Dazhi to finish reporting today's wood-cutting task, and was about to leave, Wang Dazhi opened his mouth and asked, in fact, in secret, he had been observing Ye Fan for a long time, and seeing that Ye Fan was not as depressed as a disciple who came with him, and was still cultivating hard every day, he felt that his hope was getting bigger and bigger this time.

"It's okay, it's okay. Ye Fan arched his hand and said, Wang Dazhi had asked him more than once in the past three months. On the contrary, he asked last time every once in a while, and he also felt that Wang Dazhi seemed to be much better to himself than other miscellaneous servants. At least not so grumpy in tone and attitude.

"If there is a problem with cultivation, you can ask me," Wang Dazhi glanced at Ye Fan and said lightly.

"Immortal Chief, saying that the villain here really has something to ask the Immortal Chief," Ye Fan gritted his teeth, although he thought that he could sense the aura, but in his heart he was still not sure whether he sensed the aura or not.

"Oh, but it doesn't hurt to say it," Wang Dazhi became interested, and he was even more looking forward to Ye Fan's question, he only watched him from a distance for a moment on weekdays, and saw that he was cultivating, and he didn't know how he was cultivating.

"After three months of induction, the villain seems to be able to sense a wonderful breath, but I don't know if this is aura," Ye Fan said his doubts, but he naturally wouldn't say that this breath was sensed by him when he came to the miscellaneous office for two days and ate the old ginseng, and he saw from the top of the qi refining scroll that the monks who could sense the aura in three or two days were all extremely talented people, probably because of the old ginseng, and the old ginseng was about the secret of the beads, and he would definitely not say it.

"Yes," Wang Dazhi's eyes lit up, revealing an expectant look.

"You cultivate and show me," Wang Dazhi stared at Ye Fan intently, his tone with surprise.

Ye Fan nodded, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and silently recited the magic in his mouth, faintly two extremely light white mist tumbled between his mouth and nose, going in and out between his mouth and nose, the white mist was similar to the white mist that appeared when Wang Dazhi was cultivating, but it was more than many times lighter, in fact, this was the normal cultivation of the old ginseng in Ye Fan's body that was consumed in the afternoon, and when he ate the old ginseng, these two white mist were still several times richer than now.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't panic, start to breathe steadily, inhale the aura into your nose, and then spit it out from your mouth," Wang Dazhi looked at Ye Fan's mouth and nose, looking even more nervous than Ye Fan, and guided Ye Fan to breathe in a low voice.

Ye Fan has to breathe out an unknown number of times a day, and he has already been handy, but at this time, he didn't dare to be too skilled, but instead breathed a little rusty.

"Yes, yes, that's it, that's it, steady, don't think cranky," Wang Dazhi reminded in a low voice again.

In the face of Wang Dazhi's nervous state, Ye Fan's mind really had a trace of disorder for a while, after he reminded him loudly, he quickly retracted his mind and returned to breathing, it is too slow to cultivate like this without eating old ginseng, since it is determined that this wonderful breath is aura, Ye Fan feels that he is not interested, after all, after eating old ginseng, the cultivation speed can be more than three times that of now.

Ye Fan was still cultivating, and Wang Dazhi's eyes did not leave him for a moment, looking at his appearance for a while, he did not mean to let Ye Fan stop, too, in the miscellaneous service for three years, he initially cultivated a qi refining disciple with great hope, but after three years, not only did not there appear a disciple who entered the qi refining period in the entire Xishan miscellaneous service, but not even a disciple who sensed the aura, he once suspected that the sect had given up on him and let him stay in the miscellaneous service for a lifetime, so sometimes his temper would be as short as thunder.

Now he sees hope, and he's getting closer to it.

Ye Fan frowned slightly, and a cough came out of his mouth, and in an instant, two white mist disappeared, and his cultivation was interrupted.

"How long did you sense the aura?" Wang Dazhi regained his composure, turned into what he should be, and asked in a cold voice.

"Just last night, I'm sure if this is an aura or not, I always feel very wonderful," Ye Fan blurted out, he had thought about the answer from the time he asked Wang Dazhi, he believed that Wang Dazhi would definitely ask, and sure enough.

Wang Dazhi nodded with satisfaction, "Now you are not very proficient in breathing and breathing, and you still need to practice diligently." ”

"Yes, the villain must practice diligently!" Ye Fan respectfully hugged his fists.

"From tomorrow onwards, you don't have to chop wood, just practice in peace at the miscellaneous service," Wang Dazhi pondered for a moment, saw the axe on Ye Fan's waist and said.

"Ah, yes, yes, the villain thanked the immortal chief!" Ye Fan didn't have to chop wood for himself, and Ye Fan didn't react for a while.

Just as he wanted to get up and say goodbye, but seeing Wang Dazhi's thoughtful look, as if he had something to explain, Ye Fan forcibly held back and waited quietly for his next step.

I saw that two crystal clear egg-sized stones suddenly appeared in Wang Dazhi's hands, with a trace of reluctance, still in front of Ye Fan, "These are two spirit stones, which can speed up your breathing speed and help you refine your qi as soon as possible." Just put it in your hand when you practice. ”

Spirit stone, this is the spirit stone, Ye Fan secretly said in his heart, although he is in the miscellaneous office, but he is also in the cultivation realm, he has only heard of the spirit stone, this thing contains a lot of spiritual energy, it can be said that it is the crystallization of spiritual energy, and it is widely used in the cultivation world, and it is similar to the gold and silver used by mortals.

Put away the two spirit stones, put them in his arms, and thanked Wang Dazhi before getting up and leaving.

Quickly walked to the room to get the food, returned to the wooden house, couldn't wait to reach into his arms, groped carefully, the more he touched his brows, the deeper he wrinkled, and finally took out a faint red bead from his arms, and the two spirit stones were missing in his arms.

took out the stone beads, reached into his arms, and groped for a while, but there was still no shadow of the spirit stone, and finally simply took off his clothes and rummaged through, and the spirit stone disappeared inexplicably, and there was not even a slag left.

How could this be? Could it be that it fell off when he received the meal? No, he remembered that he had put the spirit stone and the bead together, and the bead had been there all along, but the spirit stone had been lost!

After looking for a long time, he even searched for Ye Fan outside the house, but he didn't find it, and finally he had no choice but to give up, he didn't dare to go to Wang Dazhi to ask for it again, just now Wang Dazhi's reluctant expression he could see clearly, if he told him that he had just lost the two spirit stones he had just given him, he didn't know how Wang Dazhi would look at himself at that time.