Deep in the mountains, clouds and mist shrouded in mist.

There are few people here, and occasionally a lost hunter will come here, but they are all blocked by a thick fog, and no one knows that behind the dense fog, there is a mortal immortal sect - Fire Flow Sect.

It had been five days since Chen Mengsheng came to the Fire Flow Sect, and after the initial novelty, he became bored.

The old man took him back to the sect and handed him over to a fat middle-aged man. The fat middle-aged man just threw him a tattered book and asked him to cultivate according to it, saying whether he could become a monk or not to see his creation.

The thin and tattered book with the words "Shinto Scroll" written on it, and the name looks quite bluffing. He finished the "Shinto Volume" in three or two clicks, and he didn't see anything famous. How to cultivate, I don't know.

Later, he was cheeky and asked another disciple who also practiced this exercise, so that he had some eyebrows. When he asked, the disciple guarded him like a thief and reluctantly told him that he just had to meditate.

He had no choice but to do so, but it had been five days, and there was no movement in his body, and he wondered if the disciple had lied to him. But seeing that others are like this after finishing their work every day, he can only go on like this.

Every morning before dawn, he had to get up and go with his other disciples to fetch water and chop wood. The other disciples knew that he had just arrived, so they bullied him and always let him do the most.

In half a month, he lost a lot of weight directly, and there were still traces of fat. He had been sobbing secretly after they had fallen asleep for the past few nights, and he was bitter, and he regretted making that oath and coming to this place.

But after losing weight, he looks a little handsome, which can be regarded as a hint of comfort, young man, he always cares about his appearance.

In the past half month, he gradually realized that it was not so simple to become a monk, especially for a "waste spirit root" like him, it was difficult to get in touch with the aura of heaven and earth in less than half a year. The disciple he asked about was a miscellaneous spirit root like him, and that disciple had been cultivating for eight months, and he hadn't moved.

Now, his heart is balanced, let it be, and love as it is.

Three months later, Chen Mengsheng's life is completely different, he doesn't have to do so much work every day, and he can sleep a lot when he is free. It all stems from his flexible mind.

There are several disciples like Chen Mengsheng in the Fire Flow Sect, they are all waste spirit roots, but they are all slowly suffering, looking forward to becoming monks as soon as possible. To put it bluntly, these people are the free labor of the Fire Flow Sect, even if they become monks. Miscellaneous Spirit Root became a cultivator, the cultivation path was extremely difficult, and the entry was very slow, and the sect would not waste resources to cultivate this kind of person at all.

Among these disciples was a young man in his twenties named Zhang Wei. He was the oldest of these people, and he had been in the sect for the longest time. A few years ago, he succeeded in initiating the Spiritual Profession and became a monk. A few years have passed, and he is only at the second layer of enlightenment. But this is much stronger than them, at least they are monks, and if they are outside, they will be raised as "immortals".

Zhang Wei became the boss of these disciples, shouting five and drinking six every day, enjoying the treatment of the Emperor of the Earth. At the beginning, it was his fireball technique that shocked Chen Mengsheng, who had never seen the world, and was so frightened that he could only obey Zhang Wei's orders, and others could bully him.

But later, he slowly got acquainted with Zhang Wei, complimented him if he had anything to do, and through his observation, he found that Zhang Wei cared very much about other female disciples, and if a female disciple passed by, his eyes couldn't wait to jump to that female disciple.

A month ago, Chen Mengsheng mysteriously approached Zhang Wei and said that he would take him to a place. When he arrived at the place, Zhang Wei's eyes widened. In a hidden valley, there was a small lake, where two female disciples were bathing.

On the spot, Zhang Wei took off his pants and did indescribable things, which made Chen Mengsheng almost dumbfounded and left an indelible impact on his young heart.

Many years later, someone asked him in a casual chat that he had a special hatred in his life, Chen Mengsheng gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, that person's name is Zhang Wei!"

On the way back from Xiaohu, Zhang Wei hooked Chen Mengsheng's back with a cordial expression.

"Brother, you will follow me in the future, and you will drink spicy food when I eat it. When you go back, you are not allowed to tell anyone about this place, and if you find out that your sister is bathing here, you will tell your brother. ”

"Boss, what were you doing?"

"Ahem, that's a kind of martial arts, you're too young to practice yet. ”

"Oh, what's the name of this martial art?"

"Hey, hey, to the sky!"

Since then, Chen Mengsheng has become a popular little brother in front of Zhang Wei, and he is the only one who calls "Brother Wei", which shows that Zhang Wei regards Chen Mengsheng as a relative, and others have no qualifications at all, which makes them very envious. And Chen Mengsheng finally didn't have to do so much work, and he also learned from Zhang Wei, yelling at others, and he would sleep a lot when he was free.

However, less than two months later, the fat middle-aged man found him, and he was beaten severely. It turned out that someone accused him of being fat and middle-aged, saying that he didn't work during the day and slept a lot. This beating was so hard that Chen Mengsheng didn't get out of bed for half a month.

When the fat middle-aged man left, he said viciously, "There is no emperor's life, but there is the emperor's disease! Okay, don't you love to sleep, let you sleep enough." ”

Many disciples gloated as Chen Mengsheng was beaten to the ground, but Zhang Wei could only watch worriedly from the side.

After the fat middle-aged man left, Zhang Wei's face was terrifying.

"It must be one of you who is complaining, who is it, you better stand up, my brother is not beaten in vain. ”

Chen Mengsheng pulled Zhang Wei weakly, and said with difficulty: "Forget it......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fainted.

When he woke up, it was already night, and Zhang Wei was guarding him.

"Brother, you're awake, you wait, wait until I find out who it is, I have to kill him. ”

"Brother Wei, forget it, the tree is a big move. I also understand that I've only been here for so long, and I'm getting along so well with you, that others probably can't stand it. Besides, I also have to meditate and cultivate, it's been almost three months, and I haven't moved at all in my spiritual cultivation, so I just took this opportunity to cultivate well. ”

"Brother, don't worry, it took me almost four years to succeed in enlightenment. ”

"Alas, this enlightenment is really difficult. ”

"Yes, that is, our fate is not good, I heard that those disciples with good qualifications can open their spirits in a year. ”

For half a month, Chen Mengsheng could only lie in bed, and it was difficult to even turn over. To say that Zhang Wei is really good to him, feeding him every day, and picking up and urine for him, he feels the long-lost family affection.

In the past half a month, he could only sleep, and no one knew that he was cultivating in a dream.

Since the last time he fainted from hunger, he had rarely used the stone for daydreaming, and he was somewhat disappointed that the stone could only deceive his feelings and had no effect on reality. However, a few days ago he suddenly changed his mind.

The other day, he was sleeping and meditating, and before he knew it, he fell asleep. For the first time in his dream, he seemed to have been cultivating for a long time, and he vaguely felt a slight change in his surroundings, as if the world around him had a sense of intimacy with him. It was magical, and it was still there until he woke up.

He asked Zhang Wei, Zhang Wei looked surprised, this is a sign that the aura of heaven and earth is beginning to recognize him, as long as he continues to cultivate and feels the aura of heaven and earth, he can try to open the spirit according to the "Shinto Scroll". Zhang Wei also wondered, could it be that he had enlightened himself? There was no reason to be so fast.

Hearing Zhang Wei's explanation, he was extremely happy. This shows that you can also cultivate in your dreams, and it will affect reality.

A few days later, he woke up and fell asleep, which made Zhang Wei very worried, thinking that something was wrong with him again. It wasn't until he also felt that he couldn't go too far and make people feel abnormal, so he reduced the number of times he slept.

But these few times, he found that he couldn't always get what he wanted. There is also a limit to daydreaming with stones, and dreaming up to twice a day can affect reality, and other times it is just pure dreaming. And if he wants his dreams to come true, he has to keep thinking about that thing before he falls asleep, the so-called "thinking about it every day and dreaming at night", so that he can dream whatever he wants.

He was overjoyed to learn all this. In this way, he has a lot more time than others, and his qualifications are not good, so he has time to make up. He doesn't believe that what others spend half a year to do, he can't do in a year, and if one year is not enough, then two years, or even three years. He seemed to have found a broad avenue, and he became diligent in his cultivation in the future. But in the eyes of others, he is completely depraved. No way, who made him sleep all day!

Half a month later, Chen Mengsheng got out of bed, and most of his body recovered, but he couldn't exercise vigorously. However, his good days have also come to an end, he has to chop wood and carry water, and many times Zhang Wei does it for him, which makes other disciples very envious, but helpless. They don't know why the boss is so good to that kid, some people even talk about it behind their backs, maybe Chen Mengsheng has become a "little shou", watching them hook their shoulders together several times, with a lewd smile on their faces.

In fact, the two of them went to peek at the senior sister taking a bath. Chen Mengsheng rarely goes to that small lake, but if he follows Zhang Wei once, he will definitely practice martial arts there.

A month later, Chen Mengsheng's body returned to normal, and he didn't jump out of it so much, he did his best to complete his task, and then fell asleep, and no disciple specifically targeted him anymore.

In his constant sleep, he felt that the intimacy between heaven and earth was getting stronger and stronger, and sometimes there was even a sense of trance, as if he was in the whole heaven and earth, and there was a soft feeling around him. Unbeknownst to him, he had already come into contact with the aura of heaven and earth, and this process lasted for a full year.

On this day, he was meditating, and suddenly his body was itchy, as if thousands of ants were biting.