The way of cultivating immortals is as difficult as a mortal to ascend to the sky. Cultivators not only need to experience the three decays of heaven and man, red dust and karma. What is more needed is countless opportunities, sometimes a strong talent is not enough to make a cultivator laugh proudly, there is never a shortage of geniuses in the cultivation realm, but there are very few geniuses who have grown up.

In a world where the flesh is weak and the strong eat, cultivators will undoubtedly have to spend a long time tormenting themselves by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth alone, and the objective conditions such as spirit stones, magic weapons, and pills used by cultivators can undoubtedly accelerate their cultivation speed. Fight with the heavens, fight with people, but whenever there is a slight opportunity, the cultivator must seize it.

The major sects in the Northern Regions are calm on the surface, but they are surging secretly. The battle for spiritual mines, immortal mountains, and Taoist artifacts has never ended. The Thousand Snow Mountains in the Northern Regions were already an existence that many scattered cultivators needed to look up to, but above this huge cultivation sect there was a behemoth-like evergreen sect.

"Uncle Shi, that Seven Star Secret Realm is originally a cave mansion left by the immortals in my sect, and the First Evergreen Sect in the Northern Regions is inevitably a little too deceitful. "Here the fog rises, the mountain stream runs across the stone bridge, and the crane steps over the snow-capped mountain. An old man with gray hair and a moon-white robe said to a tall middle-aged man in front of him.

The middle-aged man heard this, and was half silent. The old man was helpless, and when he saw that the man did not speak, he did not dare to disturb, so he had to stand quietly.

The middle-aged man's black hair was like ink, draped over his shoulders. He stared into the distance with a pair of sword eyes, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

There will be some cranes guarding the cave in the Xianjia Cave Mansion, and there will be some spirit children who keep this kind of spirit bird in captivity. At the mountain stream, the moss is covered with stone steps, the water in the pool is crystal clear, and the fish in the pool can have a hundred heads, all of which are like empty swimming and have nothing to rely on. A greedy crane discovered this foraging place, and came here to feed after a daily meal of dew.

The old man was not surprised when he saw that his uncle was looking at the spirit bird foraging.

The old man was interested and watching. But he saw a crane standing on the riverside. The spirit bird has a beautiful posture, its head is like a lotus blooming, and its head is bowed like a horse's jaw. The crane pretended to close its eyes and stood still. The old man couldn't help but sigh: "What a brute, pretending to make a gesture, and scourge my fish to take the bait." The old man originally sighed that this crane was smart in foraging, but now that the sect was forcibly seized by the evergreen sect, he only felt that this beast was fishing like someone else, and he couldn't help but be sad and angry. "It's really a beast that can't be raised, serving you Linggu every day, and coming to catch my fairy fish. ”

"Master and nephew, the spirit bird chooses fish to eat, and the natural selection of things is natural, so why be angry. The middle-aged man said lightly. The man had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a square face and beard, and a majesty between his eyebrows. The deep eyes stared at the old man, and the old man couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart. But the man continued: "If everyone only wants to be the duckweed, the water is clear and the roots are seen, and the fish are playing with the leaves, so they are not happy." But we and other cultivators are like that leaf, we can't be a lotus flower, and we are still white. ”

In the stream, the grass is green, and the green weeds on both sides of the S River are nestled in groups, lingering and compassionate. The old man shook his head, looked at the bunches of duckweed leaves, and threw the dust lying on his left arm to his right arm. "Weeds in flocks, flowers in solitude. My generation of monks is originally acting against the sky, and the opportunity to cultivate is even more unavoidable. ”

The middle-aged Taoist heard that there was still resentment in the old man's words, and shook his head with a smile. "It's a long way to step on the fairy road, but there are many people on the bridge. Teacher and nephew, you still don't understand the world of the weak and the strong?"

The man's eyes were still looking at the stream, where there was a crane fishing, and the evil python lurking.

"This crane is not greedy for food, because if he is greedy, he will die because of it. Master and nephew, if you change your body and get along, how can you eat that spirit fish without being eaten by the evil python?"

The old man followed the middle-aged man's gaze, and saw that in the dark of the pool, a giant python was lurking, waiting for an opportunity. Hearing the words of the ancestor who had cultivated in the middle of the sect to the late Yuan Infant stage, the old man couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and his face was like ashes. I was in no mood to be angry and think about it, I just felt that a big stone in my heart was pressing on my chest, and I couldn't breathe.

"Uncle Shi......"

"Master Mu, cultivation itself is how to live!" This voice sounded in the old man's mind like Huang Zhong Da Lu. Mu Beisheng stood for a long time, and when he reacted, he was the only one left here. Curling green smoke rose from the water stream, and the old man looked at the steaming fairy energy, and only felt indescribably stuffy. He was in no mood to stay any longer, and his figure disappeared in a flash, and he was going to find Uncle Shi to ask for the answer to this unsolvable question.

"Where's the damn bird? After a while, the master and uncle interrogated, and if he didn't find it, he would inevitably be punished. "Between the green mountains and green waters, a monk dressed as a boy suddenly searched for something. I don't know when a middle-aged man appeared in front of the boy and sat on the ground.

"This senior brother, I don't know that I can see the crane, and below it is the eucommia of the Spirit Bird Garden. The boy saw that there was a person meditating at some point. But seeing that the person's popularity was magnificent, and there was a fairy breath, he couldn't help but be shocked, but the crane was gone, and thinking that he would inevitably be punished, the boy still mustered up the courage to ask the middle-aged man.

"Are you talking about that greedy bird? The man seemed to close his eyes and said lightly. The boy was not surprised. Hurriedly ran forward to take a look, and sure enough, he saw the dumb bird standing motionless by the stream.

"Dabai, you dare to be lazy here. Don't go back with me to practice camel sedan chairs. Dao Tong shouted. The child's voice was clear, and the fish in the frightened water jumped. The bird screamed and flew up in a hurry.

"Hey, this senior brother ......" Dao Tong wanted to thank him, but when he looked back, there were still people there.

In another cave, a woman in palace clothes and a young monk appear to be discussing something. The man was wearing a white monk's robe, and his peach blossom-like eyes stared at the beautiful woman in palace clothes, and laughed. The woman had been cultivating for hundreds of years, but she was molested by the good-looking monk in front of her, who was more beautiful than a woman, and her face was blushing. looked down, but saw the demon monk, who was staring at himself with a twisted Buddha bead in his hand. She didn't think that the other party liked her, but the monk demon was so evil that he asked her to do something she couldn't do as soon as she opened her mouth. If it was someone else, she would have been angry. But the monk in front of him, not only is his origin not simple, his cultivation is even more unfathomable, and when he faces him inexplicably, the woman in the palace costume has a strange mood.

"Fairy Jiang, if you can agree to the poor monk's request, how about this six-turn Yuan Dan for you?" The young monk looked at the woman in palace clothes in front of him with a smile. The woman's eyes lit up as she looked at a pill in the handsome monk's hand that shimmered with a pale cyan light. But when he thought of what the demonic monk proposed, his eyes couldn't help but darken.

"Master Yiyi, don't say that I agree to your request, even if I agree, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it. The woman said helplessly.

In the cave, the white jade is the wall, the green light is yellow, and the faint aroma of rouge is wafting. The monk's eyebrows are delicate, and his eyes are like flowers, like folding plums and perseverance. Even if it was a woman, the appearance of the woman in the palace clothes couldn't help but be overshadowed compared to the man in front of her. When the monk saw that she did not answer, he did not speak. Walking over, looking at the delicate face of the woman in palace costume, her bewitching posture, her eyes became more and more presumptuous. The woman looked at this strange and beautiful monk in a moon-white robe, and only felt that it was the same as rumored, this monk was too demonic.

The woman in the palace costume looked at the demon monk step by step, and she couldn't calm down because she was cultivating as a primordial baby.

It's just that the monk didn't make any moves. He glanced at the cave, bowed his head and said nothing, and sat cross-legged on the platform where the woman usually meditated. The palace woman was slightly angry in her heart, she had been cultivating for many years, she had always been self-assured, and there was no Taoist companion. The monk sat on the platform where he meditated on a daily basis, and she couldn't help but be ashamed of such an intimate act. was about to scold, but when she saw the demon monk's starry eyes like the sea looking at her, she couldn't help but shake her heart.

The matter of the secret discussion between the two is really not trivial. The demon monk secretly used his divine thoughts to transmit the voice to such a beautiful woman in palace clothes, and the beautiful woman's face was calm at first, but the more she listened, the more surprised she became, and her heart was horrified, and she only felt that the demon monk in front of her was weird.

"The master's words are true, plus a six-turn return to the Yuan Dan, the slave family will rely on the master. Just now, the monk didn't know what Chuanyin said to the woman, and the young woman in the palace not only agreed to the previous request, but also looked ecstatic.

Where the four seas are rushing, there are immortal mountains towering. The bell is ringing, and the fairy spirit is permeated. A treasure hall, in front of the door is written "the main gate of the evergreen sect" five big characters.

In the main hall, the immortal aura is ethereal, and the four immortal pillars support this majestic treasure hall. The four dragons in front of the seat are thin, and the seats are made of 10,000-year-old purple wood. On the seat, a man in battle armor slowly raised his head, stared at the four people below, and said, "No matter what, there must be no accidents in the Seven Star Cave Mansion this time. ”