Aoki Cliff, North Peak.

Chen Haotian stood quietly on the edge of the cliff, surrounded by clouds and mist, but in the distance, the clouds and mist were churning, covering the entire mountain. The breeze blew and blew the long hair in his ears, making the whole person more elegant and natural, handsome and extraordinary.

Nearby, green and mountain peaks stand tall, and in the distance, blue and white, bursts of glow flash in the clouds. Chen Haotian looked at the wonders of this immortal mountain, and looked back on yesterday as if it were a dream, which made Chen Haotian feel a lot of emotion......

Time flies, after half a year, he has cultivated the second layer of the fourth level of Aoki Duel, and his cultivation is almost the same as Xuanji, becoming the fifth person in Aoki Cliff in a hundred years to cultivate to the fourth level of "Instant Fanghua".

There are five layers of Aoki Duel, the first "rejuvenation of all things", the second "picking leaves and flying flowers", the third "transferring flowers and grafting trees", the fourth "instant Fanghua", and the fifth "Qinglong Pingyun".

Each weight has nine levels.

Cultivating to the fifth level of "Qinglong Pingyun", you can communicate the power of heaven and earth, summon the ancient divine beast Qinglong to fight, and have the ability to shake the sky and the earth, but for thousands of years, there are only a handful of people who can cultivate the Qinglong Pingyun to perfection......

Every time you raise a step in cultivation, your longevity also increases. For every breakthrough in cultivation, at least one Jiazi's longevity will be increased, and if you cultivate to the extreme, you can gain immortality, which is why all living beings want to cultivate immortals.

Chen Haotian's demonic cultivation speed surprised Hongyuan inexplicably, feeling that he had picked up a treasure, and the glory of Aoki Cliff was just around the corner, and at the same time, it made him feel inexplicably gloomy, and he seemed to have lived to a dog for more than two hundred years......

The mountain wind was fierce, blowing Chen Haotian's clothes and hunting.

The Bagua Seeds in the body slowly turned, and the whole body was like a magnet, attracting the surrounding wood aura to soak into the body, moisturizing the meridians of the whole body, Chen Haotian felt the mellow wood life force, making him feel like a fairy.

At this time, a voice came: "Yes, yes, although you are gifted, if it weren't for your diligent cultivation, you wouldn't be able to enter the realm today!"

"Cultivating the Dao of Immortals, talent is only one aspect, looking at the past achievements of the Dao, personal effort and diligence is the only way to attain the Dao. ”

Chen Haotian looked back, only to see Hongyuan carrying a pheasant in his right hand, brushing his beard in his left hand, looking at him with a smile, turning around and shouting: "Master!"

Hongyuan didn't know that the Qiankun Bagua Seed in Chen Haotian's body was not driven by his mind, it was constantly spinning and never stopping, which meant that he was cultivating all the time, and his cultivation progress could be imagined......

Under Chen Haotian's strong interference, Hongyuan is no longer sloppy, his clothes have begun to become neat, his hair is meticulously combed, and the whole person looks wonderful, fairy-like, and extraordinary.

Hongyuan didn't lie to Chen Haotian, he was indeed the lord of the North Peak, because before Chen Haotian came, the entire North Peak was his own, and as for the cave, it was a cave, with only a stone bed, a stone table, and two stone benches......

The Wood Spirit Spring, which is guarded by Hongyuan, is located on the north peak of Aoki Cliff, so the north peak has always been regarded as a forbidden place for the sect, and disciples in the sect are not allowed to enter without permission.

Chen Haotian knew that the master was an old man who guarded the door......

In this world, it is not Chen Haotian's imagination that the immortals drink a little northwest wind, they can go without eating for hundreds of years, and fly all over the sky with flying sword magic weapons, immortals, and they also need three meals a day.

Three meals a day are served by Cheng Gui, an inner disciple, as for the taste of food...... This made Chen Haotian miserable.

Since he grabbed a pheasant, grilled it over an open fire, and sprinkled it with the condiments brought by Cheng Gui, Hongyuan was amazed, and he knew that there was such a delicacy in the world......

From then on, Hongyuan automatically took over the matter of catching wild meat, and caught some from time to time to let Chen Haotian roast it. Then Hongyuan drank his home-brewed fruit wine, and then feasted on it, shouting again and again, and it was unspeakably wonderful.

"Little God, cultivation should be gradual, combining work and rest, otherwise it will be too much, today the master caught another pheasant, planning to replenish your body. After speaking, he smiled and handed the pheasant to Chen Haotian.

Chen Haotian rolled his eyes, took the pheasant and said, "Say it! What do you want to eat today? Is it called flower chicken or roast chicken?"

At this moment, a shout came from afar: "Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi, it's not good, it's not good." ”

The master and apprentice turned their heads to look, only to see a little fat man tossing and turning flexibly among the rocks, and after a while, he ran to him, panting and said to Hongyuan and Chen Haotian: "Uncle Ancestor...... Oh no. ”

With a "snap", Hongyuan slapped the little fat man on the head and said, "What's wrong? ”

"The master Xuanqing Zhenren has passed away, and the master called me to hurry up and invite the two uncles and ancestors over. The little fat man's face was full of sadness, his eyes were full of tears, and his clothes were full of mud, and it seemed that when he went up the mountain, he was in a state of agitation and wrestled.

The little fat man is Cheng Gui, who delivers food to their master and apprentice every day. Because the little fat man has a simple and honest personality, he has no quarrel with others on weekdays, and he is very popular with everyone.

At the beginning of the year, when the sky descended and the monster was rampant, the little fat man encountered a snake demon in the back yam valley, but his cultivation was insufficient, and he was haunted by the snake demon in the battle, and he was in danger.

The master Xuanqing Zhenren sensed the demonic qi and flew to save and kill the snake demon. But it's still a step too late, the little fat man has already lost all the meridians of his body, and his cultivation is staying in the second level of Aoki, if he doesn't encounter the great creation, there is no possibility of cultivating in this life.

The little fat man studied under the Xuanji real person of Qingyang Palace, because of his mellow heart, the master loved him very much. Delivering food to Chen Haotian's master and apprentice in Beifeng was an errand that Xuanji asked him to take advantage of the opportunity to send food, cultivate at the spring, and drink the water of the Wood Spirit Spring, looking forward to the possibility of repairing the meridians.

Chen Haotian sympathized with his plight, often broke the door rules, and privately left the little fat man to cultivate at the spring. The little fat man was moved in his heart, and he also loved him, and the two had similar tastes and were very close to each other.

Chen Haotian even wanted the little fat man to drink Wuji Qiankun water to see if he could repair the injured meridians, but Hongyuan said that the meridians were blocked, and he would explode and die after drinking, so he had to give up.

The little fat man is the second in the family, so Chen Haotian usually likes to call him the second fat.

"What's the matter?Erfat, how did Xuanqing Zhenren pass away?" Chen Haotian was shocked inexplicably, Xuanqing Zhenren's cultivation had also reached the fourth level of Aoki's "Instant Fanghua", and there were only a handful of people who could hurt him, at least he should have a few hundred years of life, how could he say that he would die if he died?

"I didn't know, so Master asked me to inform the two senior uncles and ancestors that he had rushed to Qingyun Palace and asked the two senior uncles and ancestors to hurry over. The second fat wiped his tears and said.

When Chen Haotian went to visit Liu Yunqing, he had seen Xuanqing Zhenren several times, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart when he saw his red face and black hair, looking like he was forty years old, not like someone who was close to Shouyuan.

Hongyuan also held back the doubts in his heart, with a wave of his hand, the brilliance flashed, and a Qiankun Shifting Array appeared: "It's useless to talk more, let's go and see first." ”